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Chapter 402 The mallet

After coming out of the forest farm, Hu Hongde led Ye Tian into the old forest. The fallen leaves in late autumn were thickly spread on the ground. When they stepped on them, they made a "clicking" sound that could be heard far away in the silent mountain forest.

The forests in the Northeast are completely different from the jungles in Maoshan. The towering trees and endless mountains are not found in Maoshan, giving people a primitive and rough feeling.

"Lao Hu, didn't you say that guns are banned? How can you still hunt roe deer?" Walking on the road leading to Hu Hongde's residence, Ye Tian casually chatted with him.

"The gun ban is aimed at people in the city. Who lives in the Changbai Mountains? Who doesn't have two shotguns? Can it be banned?"

Hu Hongde shook his head and continued: "There are many roe deer in the mountains and they are easy to fight. Let's see if we can encounter them tomorrow. I'll let you taste the roe deer meat."

"Okay, it would be nice to meet a tiger."

Ye Tian has no concept of protecting wild animals in his mind. He has been harming animals on Maoshan Mountain since he was eight years old. Some small fox-like animals that were originally seen everywhere on the outskirts of Maoshan Mountain were suddenly driven deep into Maoshan Mountain by Ye Tian.

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"There are not many tigers left, but there are quite a few foxes, but those things are more cunning. The fire fox skin I am wearing was shot more than ten years ago."

Speaking of his fox fur vest, Hu Hongde looked proud. A fur dealer once saw it and offered it US$400,000, but he was never willing to sell it.

The fire fox is a mysterious animal in nature. Few people have seen its panorama in person. It has always been regarded as the incarnation of mystery and weirdness.

Moreover, the fire fox has strong explosive power and can be activated in an instant. Within a certain period of time, it can compete with the fastest animal in the world, the cheetah.

Every hunter around Changbai Mountain knows that there is a fire fox in the mountains, but no one has ever been able to hunt it. Hu Hongde caused a great sensation when he caught this fire fox.

Ye Tian said half-jokingly: "Old Hu, you Sun Moon Dao believe in the Great Fox Immortal. If you beat them, no wonder you can't invite the Fox Immortal."

"What? Did I say that?" After Ye Tian said this, he saw Hu Hongde's expression immediately changed, and he was also stunned.

"You really talked about it."

Hu Hongde let out a long sigh and said: "Since I shot this fox, I can no longer use some simple techniques that I could use before. Otherwise, my wife wouldn't have..."

Most of the people who practice martial arts are people who are determined by their surnames. After Hu Hongde saw this fire fox, he didn't think it had anything to do with the magical power of the immortal he hired, so he went to great lengths to kill the fox.

Already.

Although nothing happened later that Great Fox blamed, the few superficial spells he knew could no longer be used.

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. It's better to find the soul-returning grass quickly. I said Lao Hu, all the plants in the mountains have withered away. Can you still find the soul-returning grass?" Seeing that he mentioned Hu Hongde's sad story

, Ye Tian quickly changed the topic.

"Yes, I remember that when we climbed over the mountain in front, there was donkey cabbage growing in the woods next to the stream at the foot of the mountain. Let's dig up there tomorrow morning and we'll find out."

Hu Hongde and Ye Tian were both people who walked the mountain road for a long time. Although they talked a lot, they were not slow at all. After more than half an hour, they had climbed to the halfway point of the mountain, which is Hu Hongde's home.

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Three wooden houses made of wood are arched into a triangle, with a small yard in the middle. Around the wooden houses, there is a row of fences, with some small bells hung on the fences, which are used to warn and drive away wild beasts.

"Woof... woof woof!"

With a burst of barking, an old yellow-haired dog jumped out from the fence of the yard, shook its tail at Hu Hongde, and immediately stared at Ye Tian with its eyes.

The dog's ability to predict danger is far better than that of humans. This old yellow dog has fought with leopards and wild wolves in the mountains and forests, so he immediately noticed the surging blood energy in Ye Tianna's body.

Hu Hongde patted the yellow dog on the head with his hand and said: "Dahuang, this is our most distinguished guest, be friendly!"

"Woo..." As if he could understand what Hu Hongde said, the big yellow dog whimpered, sniffed at Ye Tian's feet with his nose, turned around and ran away.

"Even though Dahuang is a mangy dog, even the wild wolves on this mountain can't bite it."

Hu Hongde smiled and pushed open the wooden fence and said: "Ye Tian, ​​come in, I'll pack some food, let's have some drinks, and you can stay in Xiaoxian's house later."

These three wooden houses are the residences of Hu Hongde and his granddaughter respectively. The other one is for storing sundries. Sometimes hunters passing by will stay in them.

"Sure, this place is really primitive, isn't it?"

Everything in front of him was very new to Ye Tian. The wood of this wooden house was even connected to the withered bark. It was definitely the most authentic and primitive building.

Staying here, Ye Tian even felt as if he had returned to primitive society. Tens of thousands of years ago, his ancestors might have been like this, fighting against nature with the simplest conditions.

"The vitality is not weak at all. No wonder Hu Hongde is able to practice external martial arts from the outside to the inside."

Ye Tian took a deep breath. Although the free energy between the sky and the earth was not as rich as that of the Siheyuan, it was very pure. It overflowed into Ye Tian's body, and he suddenly felt refreshed.

You must know that the vitality of heaven and earth is not only useful to ascetics. Even if ordinary people stay in a place with pure vitality for a long time, their bodies will be nourished and they will be free from disease and disaster.

For a person like Hu Hongde, who is a Kungfu practitioner himself, who has lived here for a long time, the internal injuries accumulated in his body due to the external Kungfu have been subtly healed by these energies.

"Ye Tian, ​​come and eat. It's getting late today. Otherwise, I'll go into the forest and hunt some flying dragons for you."

Hu Hongde's room was filled with wild boar meat and some dried game. After cooking a few dishes himself, he invited Ye Tian to sit at the table.

There was a bonfire in the house, drinking shabu knives with over 60 degrees Celsius, listening to Hu Hongde talk about things that happened decades ago, and occasionally the howls of wild wolves in the mountains could be heard in my ears. These are all things I experience in the city.

Not available.

Ye Tian didn't use his energy to control his alcohol intake. He was so drunk that night that he slept very soundly. When he got up early the next morning and opened the wooden door, the cool breeze blew on his face, which lifted his spirits.

Hu Hongde was preparing in the yard. When he saw Ye Tian coming out, he greeted: "Ye Tian, ​​let's go. Go early and come back early!"

"Old Hu, what are you doing with a bunch of red rope?" Seeing Hu Hongde put a bunch of red rope into his backpack after putting the shotgun on his back, Ye Tian couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Hu Hongde smiled and said: "I left an old stick in the mountain. This time I go to the mountain to pick it out. You can bring it to my uncle to replenish your health."

"Bangchui? What is this?" Ye Tian was stunned for a moment.

"That's what we call it, it's ginseng." Hu Hongde looked regretful, "Oh, I sold a 300-year-old tree last year. If I had known, I would have left it to my uncle. The old ginseng on this mountain is the oldest in the world.

They come less and less.”

"Three hundred-year-old wild ginseng?" Ye Tian asked: "Old Hu, how much did you sell it for?"

Hu Hongde clicked his tongue and said: "Three million is from an old customer. I don't have the nerve to raise the price."

"three million?!"

Ye Tian didn't care that Hu Hongde was already over sixty years old, and almost cursed, "I said to you, Old Hu, aren't you a prodigal? A hundred-year-old ginseng can be sold for seven to eight million. In these three hundred years,

You just sold it for three million?!"

When Ye Tian opened Tang Xuexue's pulse some time ago, Tang Wenyuan almost bought all the wild ginseng in the medicinal material market in Hebei, spending tens of millions of yuan. The century-old ginseng king alone cost nearly 10 million.

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Now hearing that Hu Hongde sold a 300-year-old ginseng for 3 million, Ye Tianna felt heartbroken. You know, not to mention the ginseng that is hundreds of years old, even the ginseng that is decades old is rare.

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"I also know that the price was low, but it was useless for me to ask for so much money, and the other party was a regular customer, so I gave it to him. Ye Tian, ​​is it useful for you to ask for ginseng?"

The Ye Tian in front of him was actually a generation higher than Hu Hongde. Even though he was rude, Old Hu had no temper at all. How could Ye Tian's senior brother and his father be brothers who drank blood wine?

"Lao Hu, what a fresh question you are asking. Can the effects of ginseng be useless to martial arts practitioners?" Ye Tian said angrily.

"Well, the stick stick I left is more than two hundred years old. You can bring it to my uncle. There are also several more than fifty years old. If you can use them, I will pick them all!"

Experienced ginseng pickers will not pick ginseng when they see it. People like Hu Hongde will often leave a mark next to a good ginseng and wait until it can be used before picking it.

"Okay, I'll meet you then."

Ye Tian ate at least one hundred and eighty ginseng plants in his stomach, but he had never seen the process of picking ginseng. Hearing what Hu Hongde said, he was a little moved.

The two of them walked out of the wooden house while talking, and the big yellow dog led the way with its tail wagging in front, and they quickly climbed over the top of the mountain.

The forest behind the mountain has become more and more dense. Walking through the white birch forest, you can imagine that if it were summer with lush branches and leaves, I might not see a trace of sunlight above my head.

"Ye Tian, ​​slow down!" Just after passing through a dense forest, Dahuang suddenly stopped, and Ye Tian was also stopped by Hu Hongde behind him.

"What's the matter, ginseng?"

Ye Tian was looking around all along the way, trying to find a ginseng plant, but it was not the ginseng flowering season at this time. Only the rhizome was buried deep in the ground, which was far beyond what Ye Tian could find.

Hu Hongde shook his head and said, "No, someone dug a trap ahead."

Hu Hongde took a few steps forward, squatted down, inserted his hand into the layer of dead leaves, and pulled hard, revealing a dark hole in the ground.

(To be continued)


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