Yuanbao and the others have become accustomed to the chirping of night birds in the mountains and the howling of distant wild beasts. If they don't enter a certain range, they will at most look up in the direction of the sound and just guard the tent door quietly.
On the fire at the entrance of the tent, a few people would deliberately add some thick and burnt-resistant wood lumps before falling asleep to ensure that it would not go out all night long. The smoke of the fire could drive away approaching mosquitoes, and the light of the fire could also scare wild animals.
Lu Lu and the others have also become accustomed to sleeping with their guns and clothes on.
Sleeping alertly is naturally less comfortable, but it ensures that you can respond immediately when a situation arises, just for safety.
Another peaceful night passed.
After breakfast the next morning, with Liang Kangbo guarding the tent, Lu Lu led Zhang Shaofeng and others into the mountains.
The morning sun is shining in the mountains, the mist is spreading in the valleys, and the weather has gradually turned cooler, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
However, once we get to the woods and the sun rises, the situation is different.
It rained heavily a few days ago, and the mist in the forest was mainly water vapor. But after a few days, in the humid forest, the smell from the deep rotten leaves was mixed with a slight smell of decay, lingering in the forest.
Yes, this is miasma.
It's better if this kind of miasma is light, but if it's too strong or inhaled too much, it will cause hallucinations and lead to madness.
You can't see much up close, but if you look far away, you can see a light, somewhat dull fog.
Lu Lu even felt that the purple gas seen when viewing the mountain scenery was related to the refraction of these fogs.
The road in the forest is closed and there are swarms of mosquitoes. As you walk deeper into the forest, you can't see any trace of human damage.
It didn't take long for Lu Lu to find Lao Zhao's location.
The number marked on the old sign was still thirteen, and the one they carried was also a six-grade leaf stick.
A few people simply searched around Lao Zhao, and soon saw the first fourth-grade leaf, and then another fifth-grade leaf...
In just two hours, a few people found more than 20 trees of various sizes within a radius of 200 meters around the old sign.
This is not a small amount, so in the following time, among the four people, Zhang Shaofeng and Chen Xiuqing watched the scene, while Lu Lu and Zhao Yongke worked together to carry the hammer.
While several people were carrying the mallet, Liang Kangbo, who was looking after the things in the tent and the horses, saw the three men again.
This time, the three of them climbed a tree on the opposite mountain to check.
The sound of the branches being shaken caught Liang Kangbo's attention. He walked around to take a look, and then watched the three of them enter the mountain, where Lu Lu and the others went.
He waited until Lu Lu and others came back, but he didn't see Na Ye San again.
"The three people came again yesterday. Have you met them in the mountains?" Liang Kangbo asked immediately as soon as he met Lu Lu.
"here we go again?"
Lu Lu frowned slightly, then shook his head to express that he didn't see it.
He thought for a moment and smiled nonchalantly: "The mallet beside Lao Zhao has been lifted. I have gone to a high place to view the mountain scenery. I am not too optimistic about other places. Ignore them. Let's continue to change places tomorrow. This time, I
We plan to go to three more places and then that’s almost it.”
The three men also arrived at this place, which made Lu Lu feel that this old man must also know the location of Lao Zhao, and he should have a close relationship with the Shen Gang back then. Maybe the older man was a member of the Shen Gang.
In this case, it can only be a first-come, first-served basis.
The three places chosen by Lu Lu were all in relatively deep mountains, which were inaccessible to people. There were several others around, but such places were relatively close to towns and villages.
According to the current trend, if you go to such a place, it is very likely that it will have been visited by others, and the chance of harvesting will be much smaller.
The key is that the mallets that were carried first have been placed inside the buns for some time.
Even though a small amount of soil is put in and moss is used to keep it fresh, it is different from growing in the soil. It will still easily break if it takes too long.
He didn't know that not long after they left, the third man also found himself next to Lao Zhao. Looking at the earthen mound left by the sticks that had been removed, the old man sat tiredly on the ground beside him.
"We're late, let's go back, there's probably no chance!" the old man said helplessly.
"Are there any other old signs around here?" his eldest son asked quietly.
The old man shook his head: "There aren't any around here."
"We were overtaken by that group of people again!" his youngest son said with some annoyance.
"If I'm not wrong, the animal skin book that has been lost for many years and records Lao Zhao's location should be in the hands of this group of people. Otherwise, it would be impossible to find it so accurately. When you get to a place, just go to Lao Zhao directly.
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The old man sighed slightly: "The positions of Lao Zhao that I know from your grandfather are only six."
"We can't let them take all the advantages, right?" His youngest son said unconvincingly: "Let's set off now. Of the six positions, two are too close to the village and there is no harvest. These two are again taken.
This group of people took the lead.
There are still two Lao Zhao positions left. If this group of people gets the upper hand again, our trip will be in vain. If we want to get the stick, we have to overtake them! We must rush in front of them.
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"But we told lies last time. If this happens..." the old man was a little worried.
"What are you afraid of? This time we are catching up to the front. If they get involved, it means they are not obeying the rules. We are reasonable. What can we do to us?" the old man's youngest son said coldly.
"Dad... let's go there. I think these people are quite reasonable, so it should be fine!" His eldest son also expressed support.
The old man looked at his two sons, hesitated for a moment, and said, "This is the only way we can do it now!" After saying that, he immediately got up and left with the basket on his back.
His two sons immediately followed.
So what Lu Lu didn't expect was that when he went to find the next Lao Zhao the next day, he actually found that the mallets around Lao Zhao had been carried away.
And the traces are very fresh, even the stems and leaves left after cutting are still fresh.
It was probably the person carrying the mallet, who had just left.
How could he have imagined that the route he had chosen was surprisingly consistent with the one he had taken recently, and that he was catching up and moving forward.
Therefore, Lu Lu decisively gave up the useless search and rushed directly to the next Lao Zhao location that was closer that day.
When we arrived at the place, it was already dark, so we had to camp at the foot of the mountain.
However, when I went to find Lao Zhao early in the morning, as soon as I entered the mountain, I heard a voice calling for the mountain.
This voice is very familiar, it belongs to the three men.
Lu Lu shook his head slightly. He could now completely conclude in his heart that the old man did know Lao Zhao's location.
Well, since they arrived first, Lu Lu stopped fighting and led a few people back, packed their luggage, and rushed to the last old sign.
After spending most of the day trekking through the mountains and dense forests, we finally arrived at the location after one o'clock in the afternoon.
Chen Xiuqing and Zhang Shaofeng were left behind to set up tents, cook, and herd horses, while Lu Lu called Zhao Yongke and Liang Kangbo to go first and see if they were ahead of others again.
The location of this omen is on a hillside at the foot of a cliff.
In the animal skin book, there is a name written on it, called Lao Yatou.
This is a large cliff, more than ten feet high.
There are large mossy rocks and clusters of ferns everywhere under the cliff. The surrounding forests are sparse, but the vines on the hillside are surprisingly dense.
The cliff is also covered with dark green, and there are many arm-thick kudzu vines hanging down from the edge of the cliff, like giant pythons tangled and rolling.
Lu Lu, Zhao Yongke, and Liang Kangbo spent more than an hour to find the location of Lao Zhao. Looking at the mark, it was also the place where the Sixth Grade Ye Bangchui was produced.
This time, they were not beaten first. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and simply took the pickaxe and started searching.
When I kept looking for the black ones, I found five four-grade leaf sticks in this area, but none of the fifth-grade ones.
Seeing that time was running out, Lu Lu called the two of them, put a halter on the mallet, and prepared to dig and rummage again tomorrow.
The tangled vines greatly increased the difficulty of searching. They had been busy during this period, and the area they searched was not large, but Lu Lu felt that there should not be only such a few things.
Putting a halter on the mallet is telling people that the mallet already has an owner and cannot be moved anymore.
It's definitely not possible to carry the mallet at night. If we come here tomorrow morning, then my third uncle or other gang members will arrive here, and my group will have reason to control this area.
Of course, if you dare to use these mallets while wearing a halter, then it won't be easy to talk about.
In the previous position of Lao Zhao, Na San finally finished lifting the mallet and was sitting on the ground to rest.
In front of them, there were more than ten steamed buns of various sizes placed.
"Yesterday and today, these two old signs are really working hard. Yesterday, they got two fifth-grade leaf sticks. Today, this one is even more powerful. They actually found a sixth-grade one... What do you think? I said we should get ahead of them.
, they got the better of us. This time we went into the mountains, but we only returned with three fourth-grade leaf sticks.
With just those three fourth-grade leaf sticks, it would be difficult to build a house, let alone find a wife."
The old man's youngest son seemed very excited.
The old man also laughed happily: "Yes, yesterday and today, just the five fifth-grade leaf sticks found can be sold for a lot of money, especially the sixth-grade leaf sticks... Just rely on them, we will
You can live without worries about food and clothing for half your life. If you sell them all, you two brothers will have a household worth ten thousand yuan each!"
"So valuable?" The old man's eldest son was also shocked.
"Of course. In the early years, a six-grade leaf stick like this cost just over a thousand yuan, not more than two thousand. However, now the tide has risen, and even if you send it to the purchasing station, it can sell for six or seven thousand. If you are determined to do it,
It would be even more difficult to find a rich buyer." The old man said with a smile.
"Dad, do you know any other signs? Let's go look for them again!" The old man's youngest son asked: "It's so valuable. If you miss this breath, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
"Your grandfather was only sixteen or seventeen years old at that time. He just worked as a handyman with others, and he had the opportunity to go to a few places where big products were produced. Do you think anyone can come in in this deep mountain? No.
Even if the organization had more manpower, it would be difficult to get out alive. It would be a matter of life and death to find a club leader...
Your grandfather was ill and never had the chance to come again. He just memorized these positions and secretly memorized them like the leader of the Shen Gang. Later, the Shen Gang was disturbed by the government, and your grandfather also
When I returned home, I chose to become a hunter... The gangs at that time were not a small group like today where a few people were randomly recruited.
We can find so many sticks and be satisfied!" The old man sighed deeply: "It's a pity that your grandfather doesn't know how to view mountain scenery, and neither do I. Otherwise, carrying sticks these days is really profitable."
"You can't, but some people can!" The old man's youngest son said with enthusiasm: "Those people... they are all smugglers all the way. Let's follow them, maybe we can find some old signs, too.
If you can search around, you might be able to find a lot of them. The key is these old signs. In thirty or forty years, those little ones will grow up and be valuable. Knowing the location of an old sign is not a bad thing."
"I told you not to provoke that group of people!" I just stared back.
The old man's youngest son curled his lips and looked at the bun sealers: "Dad, how are you going to divide these sticks?"
"How do you divide it? You can sell it for money and I'll keep it for you. I can rest assured about your brother, but you... tell yourself, have you ever let me worry about it? I only know how to take it when I get some money."
Go push Pai Gow and use it to seduce women. It’s just your virtue. The money will be sent out before it’s warm in your hands.”
As soon as he talked about these things, the old man's mood became unhappy: "Can't you just be a calm man? Learn from your brother!"
"Tch, if you follow my brother, is it still me?" The old man's youngest son snorted disdainfully: "My brother is willing to let you keep his share, so you can keep his share. I will keep mine myself."
, how to use it is also my business. If you don't share it with me, I won't do it. I put in a lot of effort to lift the mallet this time. Apart from anything else, if I hadn't told you to catch up and get to the front in advance, these mallets wouldn't have had their turn.
Come to us."
"If our father doesn't know the location of these old omens, where are you going to carry the hammer? Then you have no idea what kind of trouble you have caused to the family?"
The old man's eldest son couldn't stand listening any more, and he also retorted: "I definitely can't give this money to you, so just give up on it. When you want to use it, tell our dad. Don't give it to me without explaining the ins and outs."
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Little did he know that as soon as he finished speaking, his brother grabbed a stone and hit him hard on the head, knocking him to the ground.
At that moment, the old man was stunned.
It happened without any warning, and he never expected that his youngest son would suddenly act cruelly at such a time.
That's his brother!
How could you do it?
However, while he was still in a daze, he saw his son, with red eyes, grabbing the stone and slapping him head-on.