Leave the forest farm, get on the motorcycle, and go straight to the 62 forest class.
Entering Linban 62, the motorcycle continued to speed on the plow road.
This made Zhao Jun extremely happy. In the past, whether he drove a jeep or a Jiefang, the car could not get into the small one. This big motorcycle is great, you can get on it if you have the right way, and it can be built.
From Linban 62 to the southwest, there is a small hill between Linban 62 and Linban 61, which is the old village where Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai carried ginseng.
Driving up the hill, Zhao Jun looked up at the mountains all the way. The hill was sloping upwards. The forest type was a mixed coniferous and broad-leaved forest, and there were basically a yard of pine trees on the top of the hill.
At first glance, it looks like a clear forest, but in fact there are also coniferous shrubs in the forest.
"Woo..." Suddenly, a long copper whistle sounded from ahead. Zhao Jun stopped his motorcycle and took out a bullet whistle from his pocket to respond.
"Great nephew." Wang Qiang ran out of the woods nearby, waved to Zhao Jun and said, "Here it is, here it is!"
Zhao Jun hurriedly pushed the motorcycle over and asked: "Uncle, is my third uncle here?"
"Here we come!" Wang Qiang pointed back and said, "Where are you chewing pancakes? Have you eaten them?"
"I don't have one, uncle, how can I have time to eat?" Zhao Jun said, locking the motorcycle to the tree with an iron chain. The motorcycle was riding very fast all the way, and the big red flowers on his chest had already blown away in the wind.
The two of them had not gone far into the forest when they saw Xing San sitting on the leg of a tree, breaking off pancakes and stuffing them into his mouth.
Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang did not bring weapons when they came, but the old man did. His No. 16 tree was standing next to him, stuck in the snow.
"Yeah!" Seeing Zhao Jun, Xing San didn't get up, but he said hello: "Here comes the boy?"
"Here you go, Third Master." Zhao Jun walked up to Xing San and asked, "How long have you been here?"
"We just arrived not long ago." Xing San said with a smile, "I haven't finished chewing one pancake yet."
"Eat slowly, brother." At this time, Wang Qiang took out half of the pancake from his shoulder bag, which was what he had just eaten. Wang Qiang took the half of the pancake in his mouth, and then pulled it out from his shoulder bag.
Hand one to Zhao Jun.
Zhao Jun didn't waste any time. He took the pancake and tore it into pieces while stuffing it into his mouth.
At the same time, a cafeteria in Yong'an Forest Farm was overcrowded. Workers and students were eating big steamed buns, white rice and braised pork.
"Hey? You guys break this steamed bun apart while you wait." Li Ruhai took a steamed bun, demonstrated it to the five girls at his table, and said, "When done, put the braised pork in it."
"You are good at eating." Hu Lina praised Li Ruhai with a smile. Seeing Li Ruhai holding the steamed bun with braised pork in his hand and taking a big bite, and seeing the way Li Ruhai was eating, the little girl thought it would be delicious to eat like this.
The girls at the same table took action one after another, imitating Li Ruhai's example of making burgers to eat.
There are a total of sixty students coming to the chorus today. They bring their own lunch boxes and can choose two steamed buns or three taels of rice for free, as well as a spoon each of vegetarian dishes and meat dishes.
But in the middle of the table where Li Ruhai and five women sat, there was a whole lunch box of braised pork.
Li Ruhai bought this, saying that he wanted to invite these girls to eat meat openly.
Behind Li Ruhai, across a table, Li Dayong, Li Baoyu, and Lin Xiangshun were sitting around a table.
Lin Xiangshun glanced forward, and then said to Li Dayong with a smile: "Uncle Li, your family is so popular."
"Fuck!" Li Dayong glanced at Li Ruhai and said, "Let's play, one day is not enough for him to play!"
Li Baoyu threw a piece of meat into his mouth and looked at Li Ruhai with the same dissatisfaction. At this time, he suddenly remembered something and asked Lin Xiangshun: "Brother Shunzi, are you looking at my brother?"
"Ouch!" Lin Xiangshun was startled, stretched his neck, looked around, and said, "Where is Xiaojun?"
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"Hey? Zhao Youcai!" Cui Yuying, the back cook in the cafeteria, came over with a lunch box and asked Zhao Youcai, "Where is your son? Why aren't you looking at him?"
"Then how do I know?" Zhao Youcai knew that Zhao Jun went to hunt for treasure, but he pretended not to know.
At this time, Han Dachun interrupted from the side and said: "What, you're not done yet?"
Early this morning, Cui Yuying came and complained to Zhao Youcai, saying that Zhao Jun led someone to beat her sister.
Zhao Youcai didn't say anything at that time because he knew his son could do such a thing. Seeing that Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, Cui Yuying became more energetic and shouted to talk to Zhao Jun, but was stopped by Zhao Youcai.
Zhao Youcai said that he would go home to deal with Zhao Jun, but Cui Yuying didn't buy it, because adults protecting their children said so, who would know what he would be like when he returned home?
But in this matter, Cui Yuying really wronged Zhao Youcai. Zhao Youcai was looking for an opportunity to educate his son. Even if he couldn't do anything, he could still enjoy it by scolding him.
"No, Sister Cui, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Han Dachun speak, Han Daming immediately said to Cui Yuying: "I'm saving face for you, do you know?"
"What the hell, you're just trying to save face for me?" Cui Yuying's seven or eight dissatisfaction came up, and Han Daming raised his head slightly, moved his chin to Cui Yuying, and said: "I got home yesterday,
My wife told me. So what? Xiaojun still has to take your sister and uncle up the mountain? What does he do? "
Cui Yuying fell silent after being rebuffed by Han Daming. Zhao Youcai glanced at Cui Yuying and thought to himself: "What a bad bitch!"
After hearing what Han Daming said just now, Zhao Youcai couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he had figured out what was going on. Otherwise, if he had gone home and questioned Zhao Jun, the two women would definitely have made him burp.
"Hey, you have money." This Cui Yuying is also a dog-faced person. She was quite arrogant just now. Now she smiled at Zhao Youcai, came closer to him and said: "My sister's uncle is moving here, you can lead him up the mountain."
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"Should I lead him up the mountain?" Zhao Youcai was startled and thought to himself, "Can I still go up by myself?"
Seeing that Zhao Youcai was silent, Cui Yuying continued to persuade: "Youcai, you have trained your son to be so good, how about you accept two more apprentices?"
Zhao Youcai was quite happy to hear what she said. At this time, Han Daming intervened: "Aren't we all my master's apprentices? Why should we accept apprentices?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Han Daming said this to rescue Zhao Youcai, but Zhao Youcai was slightly startled at this time, and his little eyes suddenly lit up.
At this time, Zhao Youcai was thinking: "I want to collect Baoyu, and I will serve as my apprentice. Will there be someone in our Zhao family hunting gang?"
Just when Zhao Youcai was thinking wildly, Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang, and Xing San had already finished eating.
Big pancakes are easy to eat, they don’t need to be heated, and they are quite delicious. But one drawback is that they tend to stick to your teeth.
Normally, they would grab a handful of snow nearby and stuff it in their mouths, but there was a water source above. After the three of them had eaten, Zhao Jun packed up and headed up.
There was constant running water on the old farm. Zhao Jun and the other three went to the water's edge and scooped up the water with their hands to drink. They drank a few mouthfuls of ice-cold water, and each of the three took two painkillers.
This stuff is an absolute miracle medicine in forest areas and rural areas. You will get better soon after taking it. In order to find the treasure today, Zhao Jun also took two pills as an exception.
Then, Zhao Jun went straight to the old sign based on his memory.
He didn't remember the red pine where the omen was chopped down, but he remembered the mound where Zhao Youcai had fakely buried ginseng.
After Zhao Jun found the village, they walked not far south. When they turned around, they saw that a large piece of bark was missing from the pine tree.
The missing piece of skin is like a child's drawing of a house, with a triangle connected to a square. This is called the old man's house.
In the old man's house, there were three slashes cut diagonally. These three streaks were already very faint, but you can still tell them apart if you look closely.
"Here it is!"
Seeing this sign, Wang Qiang was surprised and happy. He did not expect that the news Xing San heard from others was true, nor did he expect that his nephew would be found here.
But then, Wang Qiang and Xing San both looked at Zhao Jun. The treasure sign was found, but where is the treasure cellar?
Under the gaze of the two men, Zhao Jun asked Wang Qiang: "Uncle, do you have a knife?"
"I don't have any." Wang Qiang brought a lot of things with him today, but he didn't bring a knife or a gun.
"I brought it." Xing San drew the sword from his waist and handed it to Zhao Jun.
Zhao Jun took the knife and used it to break the bark of the tree.
Xing San's knife was a weapon used by the old man for self-defense. Not to mention sharpening it every day, it was almost the same. The blade was very fast, and with just a few cuts, the old man's house was transformed into a large oval shape. The three ramps in the middle were also used by Zhao Jun.
Cut it off with a knife.
Then Zhao Jun carved in it the omen of "three people, three seedlings and three leaves" on the ninth day of the seventh month in the Dingmao year.
Seeing this situation, even without asking, Wang Qiang and Xing San knew what Zhao Jun was planning.
After carving the omen, Zhao Jun glanced in the direction opposite to the omen, and then said to Wang Qiang and Xing San: "Uncle, third uncle, the three of us line up the sticks like a mountain. I will start with one stick, and we will finish with one yard."
Line up to the south, first fifty meters, and look at all the trees one by one to see if there is anything rattling."
Gagu is a northeastern dialect and means something different.
Wang Qiang and Xing San followed the Zhao army to the south. The mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and the three of them could only look for clues from these trees. There was no other way.
Just as Zhao Jun saw when he came up from the mountain, wherever wild ginseng is found, there are explanations in the mountain field.
Water, light, ventilation, soil, trees, and growing environment are all indispensable factors.
The forest where the ginseng site is located can be described in a tangled sentence: it is noisy even if it is said to be noisy, and it is noisy even if it is said not to be noisy.
The trees are sparse, but there are coniferous shrubs in the middle. It was very difficult for the three of them to move up the mountain. It took half an hour to move less than 60 meters.
Zhao Jun stopped Wang Qiang and Xing San, and he looked back. Although Zhao Jun changed the treasure omen on the tree and changed it into an ordinary old omen to confuse the audience, the direction of the omen did not change.
After lining up for more than 50 meters and finding nothing, Zhao Jun made another decision and said: "Uncle, Third Master, let's line up another 100 meters."
The three of them ran in one direction and lined up south. They were said to be lining up for a hundred meters, but they stopped after nearly 120 meters.
When Zhao Jun turned around, he could no longer see the omen on the tree, but he felt that he was heading in the right direction. And the Widow Wang was not a hermit, so since he had made a mark, the treasure omen would not be too far away from the mark.
"Boy, continue to line up?"
"On the ground... what should we do?" Wang Qiang couldn't help but frown when he heard this. The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and no matter how many people it took, they couldn't clear the snow.
"Tsk!" Zhao Jun clicked his lips, pinched his waist with one hand and said, "Then what should we do? Then we have to go back."
There is nothing we can do if we can't find it, we can only wait until next spring.
At this time, Zhao Jun raised his hand and pointed at the red pine with the omen engraved on it, and said: "Uncle, if it doesn't work today, we will come again tomorrow."
"Looking for it again tomorrow?" Wang Qiang asked, "What if I didn't look carefully just now?"
"That's okay!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Let's come early tomorrow and look around here. If there is one, that's the best; if there isn't, let's leave it to the tree."
"Boy, it's best not to let it go." At this time, Xing San tried to dissuade him from the side, "Then Mr. Zheng and Blind Pang come looking for you every year. They couldn't find it. If you let the tree fall down, they will come next year."
Take a look here, there are few trees in this area, how can they not think about it?"
They didn't notice the old sign in the first place, but if Yinshu hadn't aroused their suspicion, it would have been a waste.
"Then don't be afraid." Wang Qiang said: "They come here, and they don't know which way the sign is."
"Huh?" After hearing Wang Qiang's words, Zhao Jun's eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his hand and pointed to the north, saying: "Come on, let's go over there and have a look."
Seeing that the two of them were puzzled, Zhao Jun said, "That Widow Wang might be a sign of trouble."
As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Wang Qiang and Xing's eyes lit up and they followed Zhao Jun towards the north.
They are all old mountain runners. Although they don’t use ginseng, they also know what is a bad sign.
Although the mountain has its own rules, some people are particular about it and some are not.
Just like Zhao Jun, he has been in the mountains for so long, but he never carves signs. Today is the first time, and it is still to deceive people.
This small chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And some people who release mountains are even worse. They leave omens but also leave counter omens. Normally, if the omens conflict with Laotunzi, it is best to break out of the fifth level.
Ye, the place where the six-grade leaves are.
But when leaving omens, just make them face the opposite direction. This can prevent others from taking the omens and mark them for yourself. After all, you can definitely understand the omens left by your own omens.
Widow Wang has a beard, who can tell him what to say? Therefore, Zhao Jun said that there are counter-signs, which is very possible.
The three of them pushed north according to the negative omen. They approached two pine trees side by side like a welcoming door. Passing through it, there was a big linden tree in front of them. If there was a negative omen, then it would be the linden tree directly opposite it.
As soon as the three of them arrived at the tree, they immediately became suspicious of the tree. The linden tree did not die even if the bucket was empty, and the linden tree not only leaned towards the south, but also had a hole halfway up from its roots, but the hole was blocked by a large bluestone.
The big bluestone was higher than Zhao Jun's knees and as big as a stone mill.
"This..." Xing San frowned and said, "If the three of us can't move this stone, then Widow Wang will pull it in vain!"
Zhao Jun understood what Xing San meant. Burying treasures is a secret matter, and Widow Wang normally cannot let others know about it, but relying on him alone, it was impossible to move this big bluestone.
But Zhao Jun glanced back at the red pine tree, and then circled around the lime tree. When he turned to the back, Zhao Jun's eyes suddenly widened and he greeted: "Uncle, third uncle, come quickly!"
Wang Qiang and Xing San hurriedly turned around and saw that there seemed to be marks carved by axes and chisels on the tree trunk. The marks that were once very clear could not be seen without looking carefully.
"Uncle!" Zhao Jun pointed to the mark and asked, "Do you think this is the character "王"?"