Chapter 403 Poacher

The trap is about two meters long and wide, but the depth actually reaches three meters. The mouth is large, and dozens of pointed bamboos are densely inserted underneath. If someone accidentally falls, there is absolutely no way to live.

"Who dug the trap? Damn, you don't even make a mark?"

Looking at the situation below, Ye Tian couldn't help sweating coldly on his forehead. If he stepped on the air, he would fall in. Although the bamboo may not kill him, the injury was probably inevitable.

Because he followed the local snake Hu Hongde, Ye Tian did not release the qi machine to sense the danger before. At this moment, he knew that there was also a hidden murder in this primitive forest.

"It's poachers. I didn't expect them to dig the trap here. I don't know what's alive or dead."

Hu Hongde also looked angry. Although he sometimes went to the mountains to hunt, he never sold these prey just to satisfy his appetite, and the number of hunting was also very limited.

But professional poachers are different. From the flying dragons flying in the sky to the deer tigers and black bears, they catch everything, regardless of life or death.

Large traps such as those presented in front of Ye Tian and Hu Hongde are aimed at large beasts such as tigers and leopards.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the length of those bamboos is exquisite, but piercing the tiger's abdomen will not hurt the fur on the back. Those poachers can also be said to be well-intentioned.

"How dare you put the trap on my territory? I don't have time to deal with them now. When Xiaoxian wakes up, I'll settle accounts with them!"

The overlord of Changbai Mountain has never been the northeast tiger in the mountains, but these hunters living around the mountains. Before liberation and even for a long time after liberation, Hu Yunbao was recognized as the king of Changbai Mountain, and no one dared to challenge his status.

In the 1970s and 1980s after the death of Hu Yunbao, Hu Hongde was also famous in Changbai Mountain... Among the thousands of old ginsengs who hunted or took medicine in Changbai Mountain, only Hu Hongde dared to enter Changbai Mountain empty-handed.

In addition to hunting the fire fox, Hu Hongde once killed the tiger and leopard with his bare hands and mentioned his name... There is no one who does not raise his thumb.

However, Hu Hongde always adheres to the principle that he relies on the mountain to eat the mountain, and the hunters around him hunt animals for food. He never says anything. Even if you kill a tiger and drink tiger bone wine, Hu Hongde has the right not to see it.

But if it is an organized hunt to kill wild beasts in the mountains for profit, Hu Hongde will not stand idly by... There are at least a dozen poachers sent by him to the forestry police station over the years.

Although these people hate Hu Hongde to the bone, they are not Hu Hongde's opponents in the mountains at all. Therefore, there are generally no poachers in the mountains around the wooden house where Hu Hongde lives.

But the emergence of this trap today shows that those people have put their claws into Hu Hongde's territory. If they hadn't been worried about his granddaughter in his heart, Hu Hongde would never have given up.

"Ye Tian... Wait a minute, I'll fill in this pit!"

Hu Hongde took off a short engineering spade from his back with a gloomy face, dug out the soil hidden in the dead grass next to him and filled it into the pit... Although it could not be filled, he could not hurt the passing beasts.

This delay is more than half an hour. After finishing his work, Hu Hongde looked at a golden pocket watch at his waist and said, "I don't have time to pick up today. Time is tight. Ye Tian, go behind me and be careful that there are traps in front of you."

"Ap, you should be careful, too."

Ye Tian did not show his ability... followed Hu Hongde, but this time he released the air machine, sensing the place where the road ahead could bring him a sense of danger.

Along the way, I found three traps of different sizes one after another, and more than a dozen hunting clips for hunting large animals. Once, if Ye Tian hadn't reacted quickly... The big yellow dog almost hit, "Let me catch this group of people, I have to skin them!"

Hu Hongde's face was already blackened into the stock. The other party so blatantly laid many traps that he obviously didn't pay attention to him, which made Hu Hongde, who was in Changbai Mountain, feel a little unbearable.

"Lao Hu, control your anger. It's better to find the soul-returning grass first. Ginseng is not in a hurry to dig today. When Xiaoxian wakes up, I'll accompany you again!"

Ye Tian patted Hu Hongde on the shoulder, and his heart was also furious. The traps set by these poachers did not have any hints. It was not just for beasts. Even people were calculating in it. It can be said that they were cruel.

"Good, since they like Changbai Mountain so much, let's all stay here."

Hu Hongde's eyes showed a murderous spirit, but he moved the real fire. With a father like Hu Yunbao, Hu Hongde is naturally not a good stubble, and his life is not the same. The mountains and forests are dense here. Kill a few people and throw them into the valley, and the immortals can't be found.

"Well, a stupid deer was caught. Let's roast deer meat in the evening!"

In a place where the animal clip is placed, Ye Tian saw the deer for the first time. This thing is a little like a deer, but it is slightly smaller, and the whole body is grassy yellow. It is difficult to get its petals out when lying in the dead grass.

The deer's leg was clamped, and Hu Hongde didn't talk nonsense. He stretched out his right hand and pinched it at the deer's neck, cut off its neck, opened the beast clip and took it out, and threw it on his shoulder casually. "Let's go, no matter how dark it is."

Because it took a lot of time to deal with traps and those animal clips, it was past one o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at the place where Hu Hongde said there was a return soul grass growing.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, Hu Hongde pointed to a stream not far away and said, "Ye Tian, that's where. Donkey sandwich vegetables like a warm and humid climate, waterlogging resistance and drought. They are usually born on shady slopes, grasslands and rivers."

This stream is only more than one meter wide, the water quality is clear to the bottom, and it flows very slowly. According to Hu Hongde, when the snow melts on the mountain at the beginning of spring next year, the stream will become a river.

On both sides of the stream, there are tall birch forests. It can be expected that in spring and summer, the dense forests will cover up the whole stream, which is a good place to grow.

"Black loam, that's right, there must be donkey sandwich dishes underground!" Hu Hongde came to the stream, grabbed a handful of mud from the ground and looked at it, with a happy face.

"Lao Hu, dig it. It will be almost dark when you get back. Don't waste time." Ye Tian looked at the sky, but the sun above his head was blocked by a dark cloud, and the wind blew.

Ye Tian is not afraid of cold, which does not mean that he likes to wear thin clothes to get caught in the rain, and when it rains, the temperature will drop sharply. In addition, the mountain road is slippery, and Ye Tian doesn't want to stay in this old forest for a long time.

"Good!"

Hu Hongde agreed, walked to the woods more than ten meters away from the stream, observed the dead grass on the ground, and dug up with an engineering spade.

"I found it, Ye Tian, do you think it's this thing?"

Just after digging a few shovels, Hu Hongde shouted that the soul-returning grass is not a precious medicinal herb. If it comes to the right season, it can be seen in many places in Changbai Mountain.

"Yes, it should be this thing, Lao Hu, dig more!"

Ye Tian picked up the palm-sized rhizome. There are two small ears at the base of the rhizome, which is a bit like a donkey's ear. No wonder it is called a donkey clipboard dish by the locals.

"Lao Hu, all the way, that's enough!"

The growth of the soul-returning grass is basically in pieces. In less time, Hu Hongde dug out seven or eight rhizomes of the soul-returning grass. Ye Tian looked almost there and stopped him.

Hu Hongde put the rhizome of the returning soul grass into the backpack, looked at Ye Tian and asked, "Ye Tian, how to use these things?"

"Dry and grind it into powder, then crush the incense and mix it with it."

Ye Tian looked at the sky and said, "I'm afraid it's too late today. Let's go back to the place where you live first and make the preparations. Xiaoxian should have nothing to do in three days."

Hu Hongde naturally has no objection to Ye Tian's words. He is from the mountains and predicts the weather more accurately than Ye Tian. It is estimated that Changbai Mountain will soon usher in the first snow of the year.

Sure enough, not long after Hu Hongde and Ye Tian arrived at the wooden house, snowflakes floated in the sky. The snow in Changbai Mountain was different from what Ye Tian had seen. A snowflake was as big as a child's palm, and Ye Tian was surprised to see it.

It snowed heavily outside the house, but the house was warm. The bonfire reflected the redness of the wooden house, and from time to time there was a sound of firewood cracking and explosion.

There was a washed and peeled deer on the bonfire. Hu Hongde stuffed a lot of seasonings into his stomach. There were also knives on the meat, and Hu Hongde brushed oil on it from time to time.

In a lot of time, the strong smell of meat filled the whole hut. Hu Hongde took a plate, cut off several kilograms of meat from the roasted deer and brought it to Ye Tian.

"Yes, this meat is so delicious!"

There are not many animals on Maoshan. Ye Tian used to eat pheasants before, but he had never eaten wild animals like roe deer. He didn't fast in one bite.

Hu Hongde practiced foreign kung fu. Although he was in his sixties, the amount of food was no less than Ye Tian's. A deer with peeled off his internal organs and more than 20 catties was eaten by Ye Tian and Hu Hongde.

After dinner, Ye Tian and Hu Hongde surrounded the rhizomes of the returning soul grass around the bonfire. After baking for a few hours and waiting for the water inside to evaporate, they grinded them into powder one by one. They were busy in the middle of the night to finish the work.

"Damn, why can't this door be opened?" After getting up early the next morning, when Ye Tian wanted to go out of the house, he found heavy snow outside the door, which buried half of the door.

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