"Woo...ow..." This is the sound of the mountain wind whistling.
"Wha... la... swish..." This is the sound made by the mountain wind shaking the branches.
"Wow...ah...aw..." This is the strange cry of night owls and other mountain birds and beasts.
The above sounds are mixed together, and at any time, a certain sound will change from small to loud, and from large to small.
Therefore, people who can spend the night in the mountains must have good psychological quality, otherwise most people will not be able to bear these noises.
Zhao Jun held a torch and walked for more than three hours at night. It was around ten o'clock in the evening before he arrived at the 78th Lengchang.
By this time, all the tenants in Lengchang had gone down the mountain. But Yang Hong, the leader, was still there, as were the cooks, Hu Dahai and his son.
As soon as Zhao Jun came, the dogs in the yard began to bark.
The barking of the dog woke up Hu Dahai. He put on his cotton-padded jacket and came out. When he saw it was Zhao Jun, he took him to Yang Hong's shack without saying a word.
Yang Hong, who was already asleep at this time, heard someone knocking on the door outside. When he asked if it was Zhao Jun, he quickly got up from the kang and invited him into his shack.
"Technician Zhao! You..." There was no light outside, so Yang Hong couldn't see clearly.
But when Yang Hong entered the shack, he saw Zhao Jun's cotton-padded jacket and cotton trousers covered with blood.
This scared Yang Hong!
Zhao Jun followed Yang Hong's dull gaze and looked at himself. He knew what Yang Hong was thinking and hurriedly explained to him: "Don't worry, Boss Yang, this is all wild boar blood."
Upon hearing this, Yang Hong stepped forward and reached out to grab Zhao Jun's hand. When he felt Zhao Jun's hand was cold, Yang Hong's heart also went cold.
He subconsciously let go of Zhao Jun's hand, his eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he stepped back while looking at Zhao Jun.
"Technician Zhao!" At this time, the shack door opened, and Hu Dahai, the cook, came in with a thermos bottle in one hand and said to Zhao Jun: "You must be freezing after walking on the mountain road for a long time..."
Hu Dahai looked up and saw Zhao Jun covered in blood. He was startled. However, when he saw Zhao Jun carrying a gun, the experienced old man asked: "Are you going hunting?"
"Yeah." Zhao Jun reached out to take the thermos bottle and said to Hu Dahai with a smile: "Uncle, I have caused trouble for you."
Hu Dahai had a good impression of Zhao Jun. This young man was kind-hearted. Although he was an inspector, he also had great respect for himself, an old cook, and called him "big man" every time.
Therefore, Hu Dahai smiled and said: "No trouble, no..."
When he wanted to say that the second one was not troublesome, Hu Dahai turned his attention to Yang Hong and saw him sitting on the edge of the Kang with a pale face.
"What's going on?"
At this time, Yang Hong also came to his senses. He was scared by Zhao Jun just now, or it could be said that he was scared by himself.
Because looking at Zhao Jun's appearance just now, Yang Hong thought that Zhao Jun died on the mountain, and at this time the ghost came over.
Then when he touched Zhao Jun's hand, it felt cold, which further confirmed his thoughts.
This scared him half to death. If Hu Dahai hadn't suddenly arrived, Yang Hong would have screamed.
It was the arrival of Hu Dahai that gave Yang Hong some confidence. While Zhao Jun was talking to Hu Dahai, Yang Hongqiang looked over there with energy and saw the shadow of Zhao Jun under the dim light.
It was stretched very long.
Can ghosts have shadows?
When he thought of this, Yang Hong's heart calmed down. As for why Zhao Jun's hands were so cold?
Isn’t that nonsense?
It was still below zero in the mountains at night. He had been walking in the mountains for so long, holding a torch in his hand without any hands. It was not cold.
This time Yang Hong knew that Zhao Jun must have gone into the mountains to hunt and could not return, so he ran to his shack to rest.
He has been foraging in the mountains for many years and knows that some hunters, even experienced ones, will turn around and get lost in the mountains. Not to mention how old Zhao Jun is? Isn't it normal to get lost?
Thinking of this, Yang Hong stood up quickly, took the washbasin from the side, and said to Zhao Jun: "Technician Zhao, wash your face quickly."
Zhao Jun glanced at Yang Hong with a smile. He saw Yang Hong's reaction just now, and he also knew what Yang Hong was thinking.
"Yang Boss, I won't wash my face now." Zhao Jun put aside the thermos bottle he took from Hu Dahai, and then said to Yang Hong: "I have something to ask you."
"What's going on? Tell me!"
Of the three leaders in charge of Zhao Jun, Yang Hong was the most generous and generous in his work, otherwise Zhao Jun would not have come to 78 Lengchang.
"I'm going to hunt a wild boar on the mountain." Zhao Jun didn't go around in circles and said directly to Yang Hong: "This pig is useful to me. So I came to you and want you to come with us now and help me pull it."
Come back."
"Are you going now?" Yang Hong was startled when he heard this. He didn't expect Zhao Jun to be in such a hurry. He usually hunted the animals in the mountains. It was normal for him not to come back on the first day and to go back the next day.
"Yeah." Zhao Jun nodded and said again: "I have use for this wild boar, but I'm afraid of throwing it there and recruiting something else."
Normally, Zhao Jun wouldn't care no matter what he was hunting. But this big wild boar was going to be sent to the Provincial Museum as a specimen.
This requires ensuring that the appearance is as complete as possible. Even if it is not bitten by the black and blind, it will not work if it is eaten by the yellow.
Therefore, Zhao Jun did not hesitate to come to Yang Hong, even if he would owe a favor for it.
"Okay!" Yang Hong raised his hand and said to Zhao Jun: "Technician Zhao, please rest in my shack for a while. I'll feed the animals. We'll leave when we're done."
"Then it's up to Yang to trouble you."
"What's the trouble?" Yang Hong waved his hand, and then said to Hu Dahai who was standing aside: "Uncle Hu, technician Zhao probably hasn't eaten yet. See what you can do for him, then do something."
"No, no need." Zhao Jun heard this and said hurriedly: "I bought a lot of dry food before going up the mountain, and I just finished it when I put it on the mountain."
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More than half an hour later, outside the 78 Leng Arena, Zhao Jun showed the way, and Yang Hong drove the horse and sledge, pulling him and Hu Xiang to the place where Zhao Jun was hunting wild boars.
Hu Xiangqian is the son of Hu Dahai. He is a return worker in the factory, but they depend on each other. So even if the tenants have gone down the mountain, he and Hu Dahai will stay in the factory.
When the horse sledge arrived, Yang Hong and Hu Xiangqian were startled. The pig was too big, too big to be believed.
"Technician Zhao, this is the Pig God. Did you hunt it?" Hu Xiangqian was even more shocked than Yang Hong. Compared to Yang Hong who didn't hunt, Hu Xiangqian followed Hu Dahai and Song Dong in hunting sieges a few years ago.<
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Therefore, Hu Xiangqian knows what such a big wild boar means.
"Yeah." Zhao Jun smiled and nodded at Hu Qianqian.
Hu Xiangqian stared at Zhao Jun blankly, and he didn't react until Yang Hong asked him to follow him.
It takes three people to move a big pig weighing more than 1,000 kilograms, but they can’t move it.
But they all make a living in the forest area, so they naturally have their own ways. Zhao Jun chopped off a few big sticks, and the three of them used the principle of leverage to pry the big wild boar up from one side.
In this way, it took a full hour of work to get the big wild boar onto the sledge.
At this time, it was already past one o'clock in the middle of the night. Yang Hong drove the sledge and pulled the wild boar back to Lengchang, while Zhao Jun and Hu Xiangqian could only go back on foot.