Although Hua Long, Bao Zhan, and Su Mei were skeptical about what kind of white-haired monsters lived in the mountains, they witnessed the beast-child's little trap and the unexplained bare-handed murders, which made people believe it.
The existence of some mysterious power.
They entered the virgin forest. There was no road on the mountain. Relying on GPS positioning, the special case team walked forward on knee-deep grass.
The forests, seas and mountains in the early morning are vast and spectacular, and the scenery is endless. The beauty of the early morning is constantly changing with every step. When the sun rises from the mountain peaks, the white clouds are dyed golden yellow, and the rays of light shine through the branches on everyone's face. People
Stop talking. Whatever you say at this time will seem redundant. Human beings are not a part of the ecosystem of this primeval forest.
The Daxingan Mountains, starting from the Heilongjiang River in the north to the upper reaches of the Xilamulun River in the south, are more than 1,200 kilometers long. Larch, Scotch pine, red spruce, white birch, aspen and other trees form a dense and vast forest. Thousands of mountains and mountains.
There are more than 400 species of rare birds and animals living in the valley, and more than 1,000 species of wild plants.
A group of people from the special case team walked along the mountain all morning and arrived at the pine forest. The pine trees are low, less than two meters tall, and their branches grow on the ground. There are such plants everywhere in the Northeast Fifty Peaks, which make people wonder every time they walk.
Every step was difficult. From time to time, roe deer ran through the pine forest, and snow rabbits poked their heads out of holes in the soil.
The damn director aimed his shotgun at the roe deer several times, but then sighed and put down the gun. He said: Hunting is not allowed now. I can't break the law.
The old man said: The hunters in the Northeast are all extinct. Alas, when I was a child, I hunted black blind men with my father.
Bao Zhan asked Dachunzi: Is the white-haired monster you saw a bear? Are there white bears in this forest?
Dachunzi replied: Absolutely not, that is an old lady with white hair, I can’t be mistaken.
The little boy said: Director, even if you fire two shots and hit a few rabbits, we won't say anything.
The fucked up director said: That won’t work, I have to realize it.
Hua Long said: Director, you must know how to hunt.
The fucked up director said: As a director, I can break the law, how can you be so sure?
Su Mei said: Why is the director carrying a shotgun if he doesn't go hunting?
Hua Long said: It has nothing to do with carrying a gun. The director is carrying wine!
As we walked through the pine forest, a towering old tree suddenly blocked the way. Fragments of sunlight shone on the ground through the dense leaves. There were wet puddles in the footprints of wild beasts, and every puddle reflected the golden tree.
, the small flowers growing on the tree trunks covered with green moss are amazing, the corridor formed by the hanging vines is joyful, a few blue butterflies see people coming, and circle around.
The wisteria danced gracefully above the tree crown.
Hiking through the woods, the grass on the ground became more and more lush, and they could vaguely hear the gurgling sound of water. There was a small river in front of them. The river water flowed over the green grass and overflowed into the depression, forming a swamp. They walked through the wetland with great difficulty.
It was dusk, everyone was exhausted, and the dark night of Daxinganling was approaching, so the damn director decided to camp by the river.
The rainy season has not yet arrived, and the river has dried up and shrunk into narrow streams. The water is fast and the pebbles are washed away, making a pleasant sound. The empty river bed is visible at a glance, and the black mud has dried up and turned into crispy skin. If you step on it, it will break into dirt.
The grass on both sides of the bank is refreshingly green, and there are some blue berries growing in the grass.
Su Mei shouted: Ah, those are blueberries, I want to eat them.
Su Mei took her hat and went to pick blueberries. A deer stood up from the grass, ran a few steps, looked back, and the director fired a shot behind him. It missed because of the long range, and the deer ran into the grass in panic.
Department. The fucking director cursed and walked away. He arranged for everyone to set up tents and prepare dinner. He went up the river. After a while, gunfire rang out again. He shot two hazel chickens and came back.
Dachunzi looked in a daze, said nothing, just sat there and refused to work.
Lao Bi Deng and Xiao Bi Deng caught more than a dozen river carp in the river. The method of catching fish is very simple. They intercept the river and continuously shrink the circle to form a small pond. They use an engineer shovel to pour the water out, leaving only the fertilizer.
Fish jump in weedy muddy water.
Lao Po Deng cut the fish open and cleaned it, put some salt on it and marinated it for a while. He found a flat sandy slope and dug a pit. Hua Long and Bao Zhan picked up dead branches and trunks and lit a bonfire in the pit.
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Everyone sat around the fire, and their dinner was grilled fish and chicken.
The most commonly eaten game in Daxinganling is wild fish. Because it is located in an alpine climate, the rivers are full of cold-water fish, and the water quality is good and pollution-free. The meat quality and taste of river carp in Daxinganling are many times better than those in the mainland.
Lao Pai Deng sticks the fat fish with branches and puts it on the charcoal fire. The oil from the fish drips onto the fire from time to time, making a sizzling sound. After it is cooked, sprinkle with chili powder and cumin noodles.
, the fragrance is tangy and mouth-watering.
Hua Long, Bao Zhan, and Su Mei also imitated the old man's lantern style and put fish and chicken on the branches for barbecue.
Director Fuck took out the pesticide bottle, unscrewed the cap and took a sip of the wine. He handed the bottle to Hua Long. Hua Long didn't mind it either. He raised the bottle and took a big sip. He wiped his mouth and said: "Unfortunately, Uncle Liang is not here, so I can't eat it."
Such deliciousness.
The fucking director said: Wait a minute, there will be delicious food, the hard food is at the back.
Su Mei and Bao Zhan didn't drink. The others each took one sip and quickly drank up their share of wine.
The fucking director threw the chicken bones into the iron pot and put it on the charcoal fire to make soup.
Su Mei said, Director, the great dish you are talking about is this chicken bone soup.
The fucking director said: This is not called bone soup, this is called flying dragon soup.
Director Fucking explained that birds are the first choice among game, and the best game is hazel pheasant. Hazel pheasant is also called flying dragon. It was once a tribute paid to the emperor by officials in the Northeast. Hazel pheasant eats pine nuts and pine buds, and the meat has a faint pine wood aroma. Use
The skeleton is boiled into soup and simmered slowly, which can be called "the best soup in Northeast China."
Xiaobi Deng picked some wild mushrooms and wild fungus and put them into the pot, and said: It would be nice if I added some green onions and garlic cloves to enhance the flavor.
The old man said: There is it here, there is everything on this mountain.
Lao Pao Deng bent down to look for it in the shade of the rocks. There was a kind of small garlic hidden in the soil. It had just sprouted. He dug out a pile of small white garlic heads with his fingers, washed them and put them into the pot.
After a while, the Feilong soup was ready. Director Fucking opened the lid of the pot, and saw that the soup was white and tender, with water and fat blended together, and a rich aroma came to his nostrils. Everyone yelled "Hello". Old Man Deng put some garlic sprouts and some into the pot.
The salt conditions were simple, so everyone used spoons to drink the soup from the iron pot. The soup tasted really delicious and amazing.
This was the first time for Hualong, Bao Zhan and Su Mei to taste such delicious food, and they would never be able to eat this delicious food again.
There is a big temperature difference between day and night in Daxinganling. Everyone gathered around the charcoal fire to keep warm and listened to Lao Pao Deng telling hunting stories. Director Fucking once again talked about his legendary experience of scaring away hungry wolves with poop. As night fell, Lao Pao Deng extinguished the charcoal fire and everyone fell asleep.
At dawn, a layer of water dropped on the outside of the tent. Su Mei was weak and woke up from the cold. She got out of her sleeping bag and put on a jacket.
At this time, it was still dark, the night sky was dotted with cold stars, and the mountains were still shrouded in darkness.
Su Mei moved her body a few times outside the tent, and Bao Zhan also woke up. He asked, "Xiao Mei is cold or not."
Bao Zhan put the jacket's hat on Su Mei's head.
Su Mei stretched her waist and said, "What's wrong with a young girl like me sleeping in a tent with you stinky men?"
Suddenly, Su Mei saw a bright spot in the mountains ahead. She pointed at it and asked: What is that?
Bao Zhan also looked in the direction of his finger and said: Strange, it seems to be a light.
Su Mei said: How can there be people living in these barren mountains and ridges?
Bao Zhan asked: Could it be that someone was in distress in the mountains and sent a distress signal?
Su Mei and Bao Zhan woke up everyone, and they immediately broke out of camp and headed towards that little light. When they got there, they were surprised to see a very strange scene, it was a street lamp!