Lao Gutou's speed was so fast that Changsheng almost lost sight of his back as he ran. But fortunately, the rustling sound was still in front of him, so Changsheng didn't feel scared at all and kept walking at his own pace.
Run forward.
When I ran there, I saw grandpa staring at the pheasant hanging on the tree with a serious face.
Panting heavily, Changsheng walked over with difficulty, and saw the beautiful pheasant hanging on the tree. At this moment, he was pecking at the rope that tied him. Because he was being held upside down.
It was hung up, so I wasn't accurate enough, and sometimes I would peck my own claws, and now there were splatters of blood.
Looking at the dense blood stains, Chang Sheng's eyes suddenly flashed. She recalled the feeling of her parents' blood dripping on her body. It was a hot liquid with a fishy smell. Every drop dropped on her body,
The pain is burning.
How to describe it?
It was a shocking red color that made people feel ominous at first glance.
"Eternal life? Immortal life!"
Sensing something strange about Changsheng, Lao Gutou called her several times before waking up the child.
Frowning at the pale Chang Sheng, and then at the pheasant hanging on the tree, Lao Gutou considerately concluded that Chang Sheng was so distracted after seeing the miserable state of the pheasant in front of him.
"It doesn't matter. It's tied up and can't break free. It won't peck you. Just come over boldly."
Changsheng was not a child to be pampered, so she quickly put aside those memories that made her feel uncomfortable, walked over quickly, and listened carefully to Lao Gutou's teachings.
"Remember, when you encounter a less aggressive animal like a pheasant, first hold its head, and then tie its wings... just like this, it won't be able to break free."
Lao Gutou demonstrated it once, then let go of the pheasant and let Changsheng try it once.
This was the first time Changsheng caught prey. She stretched out her hand and grasped its neck tightly. The furry and slightly itchy touch made her panic, but when she saw Lao Gutou beside her, she felt
He instantly settled down again.
This pheasant seemed to know its fate, so it struggled so hard that Changsheng could hardly catch it.
"Hands harder! Hold on to it!"
Changsheng subconsciously exerted force, and the pheasant screamed, which I have to say was really unpleasant. I don't know if it was because of flashbacks, but it suddenly swooped down, turned around and pecked Changsheng hard!
The blood marks came out immediately.
Lao Gutou's eyes narrowed slightly, but before he could speak, Chang Sheng had already grabbed the pheasant's neck with his other hand and pulled hard!
There was a crisp sound of "click". Lao Gutou thought that the pheasant's neck had been broken. Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand to explore and found that he had just fainted. Also, how could it be possible with a little strength like immortality? I just didn't know this.
Was the pheasant fainted by being strangled or frightened? Anyway, it was at peace.
Fortunately, Chang Sheng raised the pheasant at this moment, with a slightly bright smile on his face.
"Grandpa, look, it's not struggling anymore."
"..."
Looking at the bloody wound on the back of Changsheng's hand, and then looking at the fainted pheasant, Lao Gu didn't know for a moment which of the two was worse. In the end, he could only sigh slightly and asked Changsheng to take care of this poor bird.
pheasant tied up.
Changsheng worked very hard to tie the pheasant into a ball. When he stood up from the ground, he accidentally caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and there was a slight flash of silver light.
what is that?
Putting the pheasant aside, Changsheng walked over in three or two steps, and carefully used his fingers to pick out the strange thing that was exposed in the sunlight. The thing was deeply covered with soil, and Changsheng couldn't pick it out for a while.
At this moment, Lao Gutou heard that there seemed to be movement in other traps. He was about to call Changsheng to take a look, but he found that the child was almost lying on the ground, and he didn't know what he was picking at.
Subconsciously, Lao Gutou thought Changsheng was playing in the mud. Forgive him that this was his favorite thing when he was young, so he took it for granted.
But now is not the time to play in the mud, so Lao Gutou was about to wake up Chang Sheng, but at this time he accidentally saw a small half of the thing that Chang Sheng had dug out. He paused slightly, and almost flew over directly.
In just two strokes, he dug out what Changsheng had been unable to dig out for so long.
It was a long strip of mud, with only a slight silvery light exposed, and the other parts were stained with mud. It looked dark and a little dirty. But Lao Gutou didn't dislike it at all.
, he used his rough fingers to pull the long strip clean bit by bit. Changsheng, who was standing aside, raised his head and saw that the dirty thing was gradually revealing its original shape.
It was a simple hairpin. It seemed to be made of silver, but because the material was not pure enough, and the technique was not good, and it had been buried in the soil for so long, it was a little dark. Only the immortal eyes had just been illuminated.
The dot is a small silver dot.
Changsheng was quite happy at first, because she knew that this thing could be exchanged for money, and her grandfather's life was not that rich. But the next moment she was shocked. Because her stubborn grandfather's eyes were red now, and he was holding this thing in his hand.
The black silver hairpin is like holding a priceless treasure.
Changsheng felt that grandpa would probably cry in the next moment.
What's going on here?
Changsheng looked at this scene in surprise, but instinctively, she did not speak to interrupt Lao Gutou's rare gaffe. She just stood aside quietly, as if she did not exist. She even squatted down and poked the unconscious animal with a wooden stick.
Past pheasant play.
Facts have proved that her choice was correct, because when Lao Gutou finally came to his senses, there was a look of embarrassment on his wrinkled face. But when he turned around, he found that Changsheng was not looking at him.
, but just kept poking the pheasant, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he greeted Changsheng to come down the mountain.
"Grandpa, why don't we go check out other traps?"
"Of course I want to see it."
Almost forgot.
Lao Gutou wrapped the blackened silver hairpin in a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his arms, and then took Chang Sheng to see other prey in high spirits.
Perhaps because Lao Gutou didn't have time to go up the mountain to hunt during this period, none of the traps he set in the morning failed, and Lao Gutou's expression was also filled with a touch of joy.
Not only can these prey be replenished by Xiaomei and Changsheng, but they can also be sold at a good price. Not to mention anything else, the medicine Changsheng took before took a lot of money, so he has to start saving money.
But the biggest reward from today's hike up the mountain was not these prey. It was this hairpin that I thought had been lost long ago.
When going down the mountain, Lao Gutou couldn't help but touch the cloth bag in his arms from time to time, and then took a curious look at Changsheng. He had been walking around that area when he was setting the trap before, but why didn't he notice this?
Hairpin? On the contrary, it is immortality. How did she discover it?
