This trap is about two meters long and wide, but actually reaches three meters deep. It has a small mouth and a big belly, and dozens of bamboos with sharpened ends are densely inserted underneath. If someone accidentally falls into it, there is absolutely no way to survive.
"Who dug this trap? Damn it, didn't you even mark it?"
Looking at the situation below, Ye Tian couldn't help but sweat broke out on his forehead. If he stepped in the air, he would probably fall into it. Although the bamboo might not kill him, injuries were probably inevitable.
Because he followed the local snake Hu Hongde, Ye Tian had not released his energy to sense danger before. Only now did he know that there was also a hidden murderous intention in the primitive forest of Ganqing.
"It's poachers. I didn't expect them to dig a trap here. They don't know whether to live or die."
Hu Hongde also had an angry look on his face. Although he sometimes went into the mountains to hunt, he only wanted to satisfy his appetite. He would never sell these prey, and the number he hunted was also very limited.
But professional poachers are different. From flying dragons flying in the sky to roe deer, tigers and black bears, they catch everything, regardless of life or death.
Large traps like the one presented in front of Ye Tian and Hu Hongde are aimed at large beasts such as tigers and leopards.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the length of the bamboo is particular, and it can penetrate the tiger's abdomen without damaging the fur on its back. It can be said that the poachers have good intentions.
"You actually dare to set a trap in my territory? I don't have time to deal with them now. When Xiaoxian wakes up, I will settle the score with them!"
The overlord of Changbai Mountain has never been the Siberian tiger in the mountain, but the hunters who live around the mountain. Before liberation and even for a long time after liberation, Hu Yunbao was recognized as the king of Changbai Mountain, and no one dared to challenge him.
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In the 1970s and 1980s after the death of Hu Yunbao, Hu Hongde was also famous in Changbai Mountain. Among the thousands of old ginseng hunters who hunted or collected medicinal herbs in Changbai Mountain, only Hu Hongde dared to enter Changbai Mountain empty-handed.
In addition to hunting the fire fox, Hu Hongde also captured and killed tigers and leopards with his bare hands. When his name is mentioned, no one will raise their thumbs.
However, Hu Hongde has always adhered to a principle, that is, to rely on the mountains to eat. The hunters around him hunt animals for food. He never says anything. Even if you kill a tiger and soak it in tiger bones to drink, Hu Hongde will pretend that you have not seen it.
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But if there is an organized mass hunting of wild beasts in the mountains and selling them for profit, Hu Hongde will not stand idly by. Over the years, there are at least a dozen poachers who have been sent to the forestry police station by him.
Although these people hated Hu Hongde deeply, they were no match for him in the mountains. Therefore, there were generally no poachers in the mountains surrounding the wooden house where Hu Hongde lived.
But the emergence of this trap today shows that those people have already extended their claws into Hu Hongde's territory. If he hadn't been concerned about his granddaughter, Hu Hongde would never have given up.
"Ye Tian, wait for me for a moment, I will fill this hole!"
Hu Hongde took a short-handled engineering shovel from his back with a gloomy face, dug out the soil hidden in the withered grass next to the people and filled it into the hole. Although it was not filled, it could no longer harm the passing wild animals.
Already.
This delay lasted for more than half an hour. After finishing his work, Hu Hongde looked at a shiny golden pocket watch on his waist and said: "We don't have time to collect ginseng today. Time is tight. Ye Tian, you walk behind me.
Be careful there are traps ahead."
"Okay, be careful too."
Ye Tian failed to show off and followed Hu Hongde, but this time he released his energy and sensed places where he could feel danger on the road ahead.
Along the way, they discovered three more traps of different sizes, as well as more than a dozen hunting traps for hunting large animals. Once, if it weren't for Ye Tian's quick reaction, the big yellow dog would have almost been caught.
"Let me catch these people, I have to skin them!"
Hu Hongde's face was already darkened to his buttocks. The other party had laid many traps so blatantly, and it was obvious that they did not take him seriously. This made Hu Hongde, who kept his word in the Changbai Mountains, feel a little intolerable.
"Old Hu, to control your anger, you'd better find the soul-returning grass first. I'm not in a hurry to dig up the ginseng today. When the fairy wakes up, I'll go with you again!"
Ye Tian patted Hu Hongde on the shoulder, and his heart was filled with anger. The traps set by these poachers did not have any warning. They were just targeting wild animals. They even plotted against people. They were cruel and ruthless.
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"Okay, since they like Changbai Mountain so much, they can stay here."
There was a murderous look in Hu Hongde's eyes, but he was really angry. With a father like Hu Yunbao, Hu Hongde was naturally not a good person, and not a single one of his men died. The mountains here are high and the forests are dense. He killed a few people and threw them into the valley.
No gods can be found.
"Well, a silly roe deer was caught. Let's roast the roe deer meat tonight!"
In a place where the animal trap was placed, Ye Tian saw a roe deer for the first time. This thing looked a bit like a deer, but it was slightly smaller and had a grass-yellow color. It was difficult to identify it lying in the withered grass.
The roe deer's legs were trapped. Hu Hongde didn't waste any time. He stretched out his right hand and pinched the roe deer's neck, then broke its neck. After opening the animal trap, he took it out and threw it on his shoulder.
"Let's go, we won't be able to go back until it gets dark."
Because it took a lot of time to deal with the traps and those animal traps, it was already past one in the afternoon when we arrived at the place where Hu Hongde said the soul-returning grass grew.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Hu Hongde pointed to a stream not far away and said: "Ye Tian, that's where the donkey plywood likes a warm and humid climate, tolerates waterlogging, and is afraid of drought. It usually grows on shady slopes, grasslands and
By the river.”
This stream is only over one meter wide, with crystal clear water and flows very slowly. According to Hu Hongde, when the snow on the mountains melts in the coming spring, this stream will turn into a river.
On both sides of the stream, there are tall birch forests. It is conceivable that in spring and summer, the dense forests will cover the entire stream, which is a good place for the growth of soul-returning grass.
"Black soil, that's right, there must be donkey cabbage in the ground!" Hu Hongde came to the stream, grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and looked at it, with a happy face on his face.
"Old Hu, let's dig. It will be almost dark when we get back, so don't waste time." Ye Tian glanced at the sky, but the sun above his head was blocked by a dark cloud, and the wind was blowing.
Ye Tian is not afraid of the cold, but that doesn't mean he likes to wear thin clothes in the rain. Moreover, when it rains, the temperature will drop sharply, and the mountain road is slippery, so Ye Tian doesn't want to stay in this old forest for a long time.
"good!"
Hu Hongde agreed and walked to the woods more than ten meters away from the stream. After observing the dead grass on the ground, he took the engineer shovel and started digging.
"I found it, Ye Tian, do you think it is this thing?"
Just after digging a few shovels, Hu Hongde shouted, Soul-returning grass is not a precious medicinal material. If you come in the right season, you can see it in many places in Changbai Mountain.
"Yes, this should be it, Lao Hu, dig more!"
Ye Tian picked up this palm-sized rhizome. There were two small ears at the base of this rhizome, which looked a bit like donkey's ears. No wonder it was called donkey plywood by the locals.
"Lao Hu, that's enough, that's enough!"
The soul-returning grass basically grows in patches. Without much effort, Hu Hongde dug out seven or eight rhizomes of the soul-returning grass. Ye Tian saw that they were almost done and stopped him.
Hu Hongde put the roots of the soul-returning grass into his backpack, looked at Ye Tian and asked: "Ye Tian, how do you use these things?"
"Dry it and grind it into powder, then crush the incense and mix it with it to burn."
Ye Tian looked at the sky and said, "I'm afraid it's too late today. Let's go back to where you live and make preparations first. Nothing will happen to Xiaoxian within three days."
Hu Hongde naturally had no objection to Ye Tian's words. He was from the mountains and his predictions about the weather were more accurate than Ye Tian's. He estimated that Changbai Mountain would soon receive its first snow of the year.
Sure enough, not long after Hu Hongde and Ye Tian arrived at the wooden house, snowflakes were floating in the sky. The snow in Changbai Mountain was different from what Ye Tian had seen. A snowflake was as big as a child's palm, and it made Ye Tian look at it.
The sky was amazed.
It was snowing heavily outside, but it was warm inside. The bonfire illuminated the wooden house red, and from time to time there was a sound of crackling and exploding firewood.
A washed and skinned roe deer was placed on top of the bonfire. Hu Hongde stuffed a lot of seasonings into its belly. There were also cuts on the meat. Hu Hongde brushed oil on it from time to time.
Without much effort, the rich aroma of meat filled the entire hut. Hu Hongde took a plate, cut several kilograms of meat from the roasted roe deer, and brought it to Ye Tian.
"Yes, this meat is so delicious!"
There are not many animals on Maoshan. Ye Tian often ate pheasants in the past, but he had never eaten game like roe deer. He couldn't help but move his fingers after one bite.
Hu Hongde practices martial arts from outsiders. Even though he is over sixty years old, his appetite is no less than that of Ye Tian. A skinned and innarded roe deer weighing more than 20 kilograms was eaten by Ye Tian and Hu Hongde.
The food was all gone.
After eating, Ye Tian and Hu Hongde gathered the rhizomes of the soul-returning grass around the campfire, roasted them for several hours and waited for the water inside to evaporate before grinding them into powder one by one. The two were busy
The work was completed at midnight.
"Damn, why can't this door be opened?" After getting up early the next morning, when Ye Tian wanted to go out, he found that the heavy snow outside had buried half of the door.
