Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

Without saying a word, Liu Dazhuang carried Zhao Yangyang down the mountain.

Looking at the increasingly disordered footsteps, Lu Weiguo felt more at ease.

The more disordered his footsteps are, the less evidence there is pointing to him!

The only flaw that can be seen is that deer that never existed!

However, just as Lu Weiguo continued to follow for more than half an hour...

"Yo yo yo~~~"

A soothing chirping sound echoed throughout the forest.

The deer cry out, "Yo-yo!" as they eat the wild apples.

Anyone who has heard a deer call will know that this is an adjective.

The red deer really does make a "yoyo" sound, a clear and ethereal voice that seems to transport you to the beauty of nature.

"Holy crap! There really are deer!"

Upon hearing the sound, Lu Weiguo knew that the final piece of the puzzle was finally complete.

However, he didn't expect to be so lucky; he actually ran into a deer he casually mentioned.

the other side.

The two, who were already shivering from the cold, were overjoyed when they heard the shout!

In Wu Jian's mind, going hunting in the mountains meant taking a gun and heading straight for the prey.

Then shoot him dead, and carry the prey out.

He never considered how he found it, whether it was cold on the mountain, or whether the prey was dangerous.

What's so difficult about hunting? It's just a short walk around and back. In his mind, it's no different from taking a stroll after dinner.

It was only when I went up the mountain that I discovered this.

The wind on this mountain is much stronger than the wind in the village; it feels like pebbles when it hits you.

The temperature on the mountain was lower than in the village, and I got frostbite as soon as I entered the mountain.

Walking on mountain paths is much more tiring than doing farm work.

Despite wearing thick cotton gloves, the hand holding the gun was already numb from the cold.

As for the prey that is everywhere.

Wu Jian had been walking on the mountain for more than three hours and hadn't even seen a single rabbit.

Good thing!

I heard the cry of a red deer!

"Holy crap! There's one over here, that Lu Weiguo looks sharp, but he's obviously a complete idiot."

They spread this kind of news around; don't they know how to make a fortune in silence?

Wu Jian jumped up, full of energy.

Now, he only has one thing on his mind: to regain his vitality after eating deer antler velvet.

The scene depicts Li Huifang, Zhao Yangyang, and even Li Xiulian being pinned down and wantonly played with!

"Really? Little Lu isn't joking? Hey!!" Old Wang's eyes darted around as he followed behind.

"Hey Wu Jian, if there really were deer, it wouldn't be this price, you know... um... how about I share some of the meat with you... sigh!!"

At this point, Wu Jian paid no attention to him and only focused on running towards the deer.

As the saying goes, "Looking at a mountain makes your horse run itself to death."

The same principle applies to listening to sounds.

Another hour passed, and the two in front, along with Lu Weiguo, finally arrived near the place where the deer were calling.

When Lu Weiguo saw this place, he immediately felt that things were going to go wrong!

If it weren't for the bleating of the deer, Wu Jian and his companion would have continued circling around that area.

Wu Jian's bear meat has a very strong smell, which will definitely attract the attention of lynxes.

But this will be alright.

Wu Jian crossed another hill and arrived at the area where the branches of the raspberry and sea buckthorn trees were covered with thorns.

Most of these fruit trees are taller than a person, with thorns all over their trunks and branches, and leaves that are half a person tall on the ground!

If that foot hadn't landed firmly on the frozen ground, and had fallen into the rotting leaves, there would have been almost no chance of survival.

So this place is a paradise for small animals like pheasants, grouse, and squirrels!

Upon seeing that it was this area, Lu Weiguo understood.

The main reason why red deer appear is because of food.

Both red deer and sika deer share a characteristic: they have barbs on their tongues, which prevent them from being harmed by the sharp thorns on sea buckthorn berries.

Lu Weiguo squatted on the ground and peered through the gaps under the tree to check for traces of Wu Jian and his companion.

If you encounter a place like this in the mountains, there's a reason why you must go there.

There is only one way: find the path that humans take and the path that animals take.

We must have faith in human creativity; no matter how dangerous a place may be, there will always be traces of human activity.

That is humanity!

Humane routes are generally safer, even if they are longer, because they are much less likely to result in injury.

The animal path is characterized by reckless charging and rushing towards food.

The path taken by the red deer is one of the more dangerous animal trails.

As the saying goes, wherever the deer god goes, flowers bloom at every step.

It's not like the fairy tale where lotus flowers bloom under the feet of a deer.

Rather, the places where deer roam are more dangerous are those where other wild animals are likely to die if they follow. Their carcasses can provide nutrients to the earth, and the flowers that grow there are more vibrant than those in other places.

"If I knew I was courting death, why did I even follow along?"

Lu Weiguo watched as the two footprints intertwined with the hooves of the deer.

If he hadn't wanted to see Wu Jian die with his own eyes, he would have wanted to go back early.

"Let's go, the dead will be punished by Heaven."

Lu Weiguo mustered his strength, surveyed his surroundings, and chose to go around through a grove of sea buckthorn trees.

But the call of the deer has not been heard again.

There was a loud "bang".

The old-fashioned crank gun made its unique muffled sound.

Then came the cheers of the two men and the mournful cry of the deer.

"Holy shit!"

Lu Weiguo was stunned when he heard the sound.

How could he still be alive?

Could they even hunt deer?

When will hunting become so easy!

This whole mess was originally intended to send Wu Jian to his death.

As a result, not only did the man not die, but he also made a fortune fighting deer.

Who the hell reincarnated? Who's the main character?!

Lu Weiguo was completely dumbfounded!

If all else fails...

Lu Weiguo touched the Hualong brand in his hand.

At worst, we can just take Wu Jian out with one shot.

Without thinking twice, Lu Weiguo took off running towards the direction of the gunshot.

He didn't even care when sea buckthorn branches scratched his face.

After passing through a grove of trees, Lu Weiguo suddenly lay down in the clearing ahead.

The open space had been completely ransacked, with grass roots and leaves all turned upside down.

The numerous scattered deer footprints had thoroughly disturbed the basketball court-sized open space.

Around the open space, a sika deer limped back, struggling to stand up.

Wu Jian and Wang Laonian stood behind the deer and observed it for a while.

They excitedly patted each other on the shoulder.

Then prepare to fire again!

This time, however, their luck ran out.

The handgun, which hadn't been maintained for years, didn't fire even after two shots.

The one Wu Jian had was not as good as the one Wang Laonian picked.

Let alone firing a gun, even loading it is a struggle.

The two looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds.

With heads bowed and backs bent, they moved together toward the deer.

The two men went up the mountain without a hunting knife.

Lu Weiguo was quite far away, so he could only see the two of them whispering to each other.

In the end, the two took off their cotton-padded coats and tied them together.

Judging from their posture, it seemed they intended to strangle the deer with a rope made from a cotton-padded coat.

This. . .

Lu Weiguo was stunned.

If those two actually manage to pull it off!

Then wouldn't he, the hunter, and all hunters throughout history, become a joke?