At the entrance of the cave, Zhou Guochang, who was sweating after walking for a day, helped translate, "Little Master Sehao said that he would take us to a place to take a bath. We can also catch fish and mountain crabs there, and we can also dig in the bamboo forest not far away.
There are fresh bamboo shoots, so everyone remember to bring a hatchet, a fishing net, a canvas bucket, and of course, a gun and a shovel."
Siluke.
"Wei Ran, stay upright," squad leader Liang reminded softly while puffing on his pipe.
Hearing this, Wei Ran and Wei Ran nodded, and calmly took out a Japanese officer lunch box wrapped in tarpaulin from their respective backpacks, and put it into the rucksack that Squad Leader Liang took out from his backpack.
Following the little monk's instructions, they emptied their backpacks and picked up some tools. In the newly darkened night, everyone walked a hundred or ten meters along the mountainside. Then they saw a small waterfall that was not too big, and
The pool located directly below the waterfall.
Not far from this pool of water, there was a dense bamboo forest. Wei Ran even saw a wild animal that looked like a donkey and an antelope from a distance.
"Mountain donkey!"
Zhou Guochang was the first to recognize the type of thing, and subconsciously raised the submachine gun he had been holding.
"Don't shoot!"
Wei Ran and Squad Leader Liang stopped Zhou Guochang in no particular order, "We don't lack the food. It's already dark today, and the sound of gunshots can be heard too far away. If there are any Japs following behind, we won't be able to sleep well that night."
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"Didn't the little master say there are fish here? Let Shouzheng cast a few more nets and there will still be meat to eat." Squad Leader Liang said as he knocked his pipe and pot on the barrel of the opponent's submachine gun.
Zhou Guochang grinned awkwardly, put away his submachine gun, reached out from his backpack and pulled out the Gurkha scimitar that he didn't want to throw away, "Then I'll dig bamboo shoots."
Squad leader Liang asked worriedly, "dig more, Wei Ran, you can follow."
"Do not worry"
Wei Ran nodded, knowing of course that Squad Leader Liang mainly asked him to take care of Zhou Guochang. After all, in this barren mountain, not to mention whether there were tigers in the bamboo forest, even a venomous snake could kill a person.
"Luke, do you want to dig bamboo shoots with us?" Wei Ran asked the businessman Luke, who was taking off his boots by the waterhole.
"Wei, please let me go." Luke pretended to be weak and said, "I still have a fever and I urgently need to take a cold shower to cool down."
Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't bother to expose the other party's intention to be lazy. He took out the machete he had bought together with the Gurkha scimitar in Mansi Town from his backpack, carried a kerosene lamp, and followed Zhou Guochang.
Entered the bamboo forest.
What he didn't expect was that the little monk Sehao, who was barefoot the whole time, actually followed him, and looking at his familiar appearance, it was as if the bamboo forest was his vegetable garden, moving here and there.
Yes, I have gathered a lot of weeds that I don’t know what to do with.
Although this young monk didn't talk much, he worked extremely hard. Under his leadership, Wei Ran and Zhou Guochang not only dug a basket full of bamboo shoots, but even caught a plump bamboo rat with great luck.
With such a rich harvest, not to mention Zhou Guochang, who had never been to Savage Mountain, even Wei Ran, who had heard about the horror of Savage Mountain in later generations, could not help but relax his tense nerves, and felt a surge in his heart.
The illusion of "Is this the Savage Mountain?"
By the time the three of them returned to the pond with bamboo rats and bamboo shoots on their backs, Qin Shouzheng had already caught many unnamed small fish with fishing nets and was busy cleaning their internal organs downstream of the pond.
In contrast, businessman Luke was particularly leisurely. At this time, he was humming with his bare buttocks and washing the clothes he was wearing by stepping on his feet by the pool.
Too lazy to be serious with this lazy guy, Wei Ran left the fat bamboo rat to Qin Shouzheng to deal with. He turned around and chose a spot to set up the oil lamp. Together with Zhou Guochang and Squad Leader Liang, he was busy peeling the bamboo shoots he had just dug.
On the other hand, the young monk Sehao silently took out a bowl-sized stone bowl and matching stone pestle from his backpack, mixed the weeds he had picked together, and patiently pounded them into mud.
Ke looked at him with almost horrified eyes and applied it to his still red and swollen wound.
"Zhou, my wound will get infected because of these disgusting things." Luke, who was just lazy, complained to Zhou Guochang.
"no way"
Zhou Guochang responded with a look of helplessness and even some schadenfreude, "You must have known that after living without electricity for so long, most locals seek treatment from monks in temples when they get sick. Since they can cure others, they can also cure them."
you."
"I hope so"
Luke looked at the wound on his arm and shook his head helplessly. Among the six of them, the only medicine they didn't lack was quinine. Now he could only place all his hopes on the young monk Sehao.
"Liang, I want to talk to you." Luke, who had taken a shower in advance, put on a pair of British army shorts that he had prepared in advance, and approached Squad Leader Liang who was peeling bamboo shoots and said.
"If you have anything to say, just say it," Squad Leader Liang responded without raising his head.
"No, no, no, I want to talk to you alone."
Luke patted his shorts while speaking, "Look, I'm only wearing a pair of shorts, and there are wounds on my arms. Are you still worried that I will hurt you?"
Hearing this, Squad Leader Liang slowly peeled off the bamboo shoots in his hand, then took out his pipe and lit it slowly. He waited until the choking smoke spurted out from his mouth and nose, then he took off the backpack he had been carrying and handed it to
He stood up and followed Luke, who was barefoot and shirtless, and walked to the edge of the small waterfall one after another.
Because of the darkness and the noise of the waterfall, the people present had no idea what the two men were talking about, but they obviously had differences in their words.
More than half an hour later, Luke and Squad Leader Liang came back one after another. Wei Ran and others had already processed the ingredients and took showers in batches. At this time, they were busy washing their own clothes.
Where are the clothes?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When Squad Leader Liang also took a bath, the group returned to the cave under the leadership of the young monk Sehao. Squad Leader Liang also acted as if nothing happened.
Everyone was assigned their own tasks.
In the increasingly dark night, the young monk Sehao first dug out a small pot and lent it to Squad Leader Liang, then lit a small bonfire at the entrance of the cave and covered it with some grass picked along the way.
When the smoke with a fishy and sweet smell dispersed, the mosquitoes that had been lingering in the ears were instantly cleared. Even the two donkeys who were led outside the entrance of the cave were able to eat two mouthfuls of grass with peace of mind.
At the same time, on four bonfires lined up inside the cave, the young monk was quietly cooking herbs in a clay pot. In the enamel pot next to it, Zhou Guochang was responsible for boiling water and filling everyone's kettles.
In the iron pot that Qin Shouzheng was in charge of, thick rice porridge was being cooked. Even Wei Ran was assigned the task of chopping vegetables by Squad Leader Liang.
While everyone was busy, the kettles were filled one by one, and the enamel pots were filled with boiling water. Not only that, on the tables built with stone slabs, bamboo bowls were also filled with thick soup.
Thick rice porridge. In the center of the table, squad leader Liang's small fish and bamboo shoots stir-fried with chili peppers were the only side dishes.
In addition, the horse meat jerky made before, as well as the bamboo shoots slices Wei Ran had just cut and some small miscellaneous fish specially left behind were also threaded with thin bamboo strips and set up on the bonfire for smoking, and were kept for later.
Make food on the road.
A group of six people ate around the kerosene lamp in the center of the table, each talking about their own topics.
Businessman Luke deliberately switched to English in order to persuade Zhou Guochang and Wei Ran to follow him to find the retreating British. Qin Shouzheng used a dialect that Wei Ran sometimes understood and sometimes did not understand, and discussed with Squad Leader Liang why the electricity was exempted.
The question of whether monks can eat meat.
In contrast, it was the little monk who focused all his attention on the small fish fried by Squad Leader Liang, watching him take one bite at a time with the silver fork he didn't know where he came from and didn't intend to stop.
, as if he had forgotten that he was fleeing in Savage Mountain with a group of foreigners.
After finishing their dinner on different topics, three young men, Wei Ran, Zhou Guochang, and Qin Shouzheng, took the initiative to take turns taking turns to keep vigil.
At the entrance of the cave, Wei Ran, who was assigned to be on duty as the first shift, sat beside a bonfire that was emitting white smoke, holding a submachine gun and looking at the two sleeping donkeys standing at the entrance of the cave, as well as the unclear stars in the night sky above his head.
It didn't take long at all before a series of snoring sounds and even indistinct murmurs could be heard from behind.
Just when Wei Ran's eyes started to fight, a bright light suddenly flashed in the night sky, followed immediately by a thunder that scared the two donkeys into screaming.
"Is the Japanese plane coming?"
Zhou Guochang climbed up from his sleep and asked loudly in panic. His voice also made Squad Leader Liang and others who had just woken up subconsciously tighten their weapons on their pillows.
"It's thundering." Wei Ran, who was also startled, rubbed his face vigorously, "Go to sleep."
Hearing this, everyone who was awakened by the thunder breathed a sigh of relief, lay back on their bedding and closed their eyes.
Less than five minutes later, a heavy rain came, and Wei Ran had to get up, lead the two donkeys into the cave, and tie them to the ankles of the Buddha statue.
When he sat back down by the bonfire at the entrance of the cave, the cool breeze filled with water vapor came over, immediately making the stuffy cave much cooler.
He took out his flyback watch from his pocket and glanced at the time. Wei Ran yawned and put the submachine gun he was always holding at his feet.
The increasingly frequent rainfall indicates that Yeren Mountain has entered a more terrifying rainy season. Not to mention the dangers of Yeren Mountain itself, their group has enough to eat and drink, but what about the large troops who entered Yeren Mountain in advance?
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Wei Ran couldn't help but shiver and secretly estimated how many people the rain would kill...
