Chapter 122 No One Can Be Underestimated
Qiao Mo saw that although the wolves were not more ferocious, the wild boars were more numerous and braver. Each one rushed forward desperately, without any defense, and moved forward without hesitation. It was obvious that they were determined to die with the wolves.
The wolves became timid and wanted to escape, but they were surrounded by wild boars. Although they fought desperately to break out and fight their way out, they failed. In the end, more than a dozen wolves were defeated, and of course, the wild boars were not captured either. A population of more than 30 wild boars was wiped out.
"I never thought that wild boars could defeat wolves. So, no one in this world can be underestimated." Qiao Mo sighed in her heart, put all the chopped firewood into the space, and then quickly ran to clean up the battlefield: she put all the wolves and wild boars into the space.
What made Qiao Mo happy was not only that she had picked up a big bargain, but more importantly, there was one less herd of wild boars and one less wolf pack, and those who were building the road were safer.
She was afraid that the smell of blood would attract wild animals and threaten the safety of Kang Mingyuan and the others, so she took out a shovel and dug up the dirt to cover up the bloodstains on the ground before leaving.
On the way out of the mountain, Qiao Mo remembered that she had used the excuse of going to the North Mountain to pick mushrooms. If she returned with an empty basket, she would definitely be exposed, so she had no choice but to spread her spiritual sense to look for mushrooms.
Fortunately, Lingyun Mountain is sparsely populated, and it is the season for mushrooms to grow. The mountain is full of mushrooms. Before she even left the mountain, not only had her backpack been filled with mushrooms several times, but she also found two large pieces of matsutake mushrooms. She was so happy that she almost jumped up: this thing is not comparable to ordinary mushrooms in terms of nutritional value or price.
She did not pick the matsutake mushrooms, but used a shovel to carefully shovel them into the space along with the soil and rotten leaves, and planted them in several empty flower pots.
She wasn't sure if she could grow matsutake in the flowerpot, but she still carefully shoveled all of them in. She was afraid of missing even a little bit, so she scanned it twice with her spiritual sense after shoveling, and stopped only when she saw that only a small amount of mycelium was left: leaving these mycelium was also to allow matsutake to grow here in the future.
Qiao Mo walked out of the mountain with brisk steps. Standing at the foot of the mountain, she looked back: Lingyun Mountain is a great treasure house. She will definitely come again if she has the chance. Then she put the backpack into the space, took out the bicycle from the space, rode it and walked along the mountain path.
Perhaps it was because the mountainous area was sparsely populated, or perhaps it was because it had started to rain again, there were no pedestrians on the road. Qiao Mo pedaled her bicycle hard and arrived at the foot of North Mountain an hour later. She scanned with her spiritual sense and found that there was no one around, so she found a secluded place and entered the space with her bicycle.
She went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, dried her hair, changed into her original clothes, put on a hat, covered herself with plastic sheeting, and carried half a basket of mushrooms, ten pheasant eggs and a wild rabbit out of the space and walked towards the educated youth site.
"Qiao Mo, you're going into the mountains in this weather?" When she stepped into the gate of the educated youth site, Wang Jiaming, who was sitting in the corridor reading a book, looked up and greeted her.
"Well, I had nothing to do at home, so I went for a walk in the mountains. But the road is not often walked, so I didn't walk far and didn't gain much." Qiao Mo nodded at him.
"You are so hardworking." Wang Jiaming was very envious when he saw the things in her backpack, but he was unwilling to go up the mountain to look for things on a rainy day.
"Momo, you're back. Are you not wet?" Tang Xinmei came out after hearing the voice.
"No, the rain is not heavy. I'm wearing a hat and a plastic sheet, so I won't get wet." Qiao Mo thought that the rain would stop after she entered Lingyun Mountain, but she didn't know the situation here, so she could only go along with what she said.
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