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Liu Qingshan took off his cotton shoes and put on the big boots that his master had thrown to him.

The boots were a kind of leather boots for winter at that time. Most of them were made of cowhide. There was a half circle of delicate pleats on the upper, and the lining of the shoes had to be stuffed with a kind of grass.

Yes, this grass is the famous ginseng grass.

Guandong Mountain, three treasures, ginseng sable fur ginseng grass.

This ginseng sable, ordinary people can't afford it, only this ginseng grass is the treasure of the people.

This grass grows on the tower head piers of the meadow, in clumps, seemingly slender, but soft and tough. After drying, it is beaten in winter and padded into boots. Even if you stand in the snow for half a day, your feet will not be frozen.

Of course, if there is no ginseng grass, you can also pad some corn husks, but the warmth effect will be much worse.

The big boots Liu Qingshan wore were obviously more sophisticated, high-waisted boots, and the outside was not leather, but fur.

Asked the master, the mute grandfather gestured: It is made of the fur of the An Dahan, and walking in the snow, no snow will stick to it.

Putting on the big boots and leggings, the mute grandfather and Liu Qingshan both carried a bag and a thick wooden stick in their hands, and set off.

"Master, don't you take a gun?"

Liu Qingshan was a little worried. In this winter, it is difficult for wild animals to find food. They are so hungry that their eyes turn green. Don't let them get caught.

The mute grandfather smiled and gestured a few times: Walking in the mountains depends on real skills. What's the use of holding a fire stick?

Fire stick?

Well, it was the first time that Liu Qingshan heard someone call a hunting rifle a fire stick. The master was really skilled and bold.

Two hunting dogs walked slowly in front, they rarely barked, and the remaining half-grown dogs and Xiao Hei were all left in the woodcut.

The winter forest felt extremely quiet. In the forest, the snow in ordinary places did not exceed the ankles, and in some low-lying places, it was directly up to the knees.

Occasionally, there would be a light crackling sound, which was made by the snow breaking the dead branches. In the quiet forest, it was particularly clear.

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Liu Qingshan walked and looked around, which made the dumb grandfather frown, stretched out his big palm with a muffler, and patted his dog fur hat.

Liu Qingshan was a little dazed by the pat, and didn't know why the master took action when he was walking well.

Grandpa Dumb pointed at the tree and then at the snow. Liu Qingshan then noticed that he would leave some marks on the tree every few dozen steps along the way.

He understood a little: doing this would prevent him from getting lost.

And the snow, which looked white, actually had animal footprints of various sizes and shapes.

The first lesson Grandpa Dumb taught Liu Qingshan was to identify animal footprints and feces. wWw.7

Liu Qingshan was completely convinced, because the master could even distinguish the male and female of the wild animals from these footprints, and could also roughly judge when they passed by this place, half a day ago or three days ago.

When he got here, he felt like he suddenly became a primary school student, and he had to learn everything from scratch.

Fortunately, he was mature and studied seriously with his master. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he liked to get to the bottom of it.

Grandpa Dumb was also very happy along the way, always smiling.

"Master, this is a group of wild boars. Let me count them. There should be a few of them."

Liu Qingshan made rapid progress. After checking the footprints, he gestured to the number eight.

The dumb grandfather nodded with satisfaction. This wild boar family, including big and small, was indeed eight.

Woo...Woo...

The hunting dog in front made a low cry, as if reminding something.

The dumb grandfather came to a rocky place, raised the wooden stick in his hand, poked a few times in a snow cave, and then a hole appeared.

If you look closely, there are still wisps of hot air coming out of the snow cave.

"Bear den?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but get a little nervous.

The dumb grandfather waved his hand, then gestured a few times, and Liu Qingshan was relieved.

It turned out that it was not a hibernating blind bear, but the name also had the word "bear" in it, it was a marten bear.

Although the marten bear is also called a bear, it is actually a member of the mustelidae family and is a close relative of the weasel.

Grandpa Dumb also asked Liu Qingshan to go to the snow cave to smell it, and sure enough, there was a foul smell.

Sables are semi-hibernating animals. The cave entrance was covered with heavy snow, so it was inevitable that breathing was not smooth in the cave, so Grandpa Dumb had to help clean up the cave entrance again.

Is this... considered a good deed?

Liu Qingshan thought his master was quite interesting: Grandpa Dumb would also hunt some wild animals in the forest, but at the same time, he would also protect them. Isn't this a bit contradictory?

The master and apprentice continued to trek forward. After walking for a while, Liu Qingshan was panting, while Grandpa Dumb was still walking leisurely, not tired at all.

The hound in front made another low cry, and Grandpa Dumb led Liu Qingshan to a big tree that required two or three people to hug and stopped.

Liu Qingshan saw a big tree hole at a glance.

The master pointed to the top of the tree hole, and he looked up and saw some white frost hanging on it.

He understood that there must be something in this cave. The hot air from the breath would condense into frost above the cave entrance.

"Master, this must be a black bear, right?"

Liu Qingshan is now confident. In their place, this is called "squatting".

The tree hole is like a big warehouse, and black bears hibernate in it, so it is called squatting.

Generally speaking, bears on sunny slopes like to squat in tree holes, which is called sky warehouse; bears on shady slopes like to hibernate in underground holes, which is called "ground warehouse".

This is also the easiest time to hunt bears. Of course, Master will definitely not kill bears with Liu Qingshan.

The mute grandfather carefully checked around the tree hole, then smiled and shook his head, and gestured a few times.

What, a big horse bear? !

Liu Qingshan felt his legs become weaker: "Master, let's retreat first!"

The horse bear got its name because of its huge size and a big horse face.

And because it likes to stand up and sway like a human, it is also called a human bear.

Of course, its scientific name is the most well-known: brown bear!

Who wouldn't be terrified to think that there was a big brown bear sleeping in the tree hole?

Brown bears are really fierce. Even Siberian tigers don't dare to provoke them. They are definitely qualified to be the king of the forest.

The dumb grandfather smiled and waved his hand, put his ear against the tree trunk, listened for a while, and then nodded with satisfaction, and then took Liu Qingshan away.

After walking a few hundred meters, Liu Qingshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: This silent forest is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface. Who knows how many dangers are hidden in the dark?

Fluttering, there was a sound of flapping wings above his head.

Liu Qingshan looked up and saw a group of pigeon-sized birds flying to the ground not far away.

Pheasant?

Then he shook his head himself. This bird was obviously smaller than a pheasant. The feathers on its body were similar to those of a wood pheasant. It was not fancy at all. The most important thing was that it didn't have such a long tail.

He suddenly thought of something and blurted out: "Flying dragon!"

The dumb grandfather nodded, and Liu Qingshan was a little uneasy: Among the rare birds on the mountain, the flying dragon should be the first.

As the saying goes, dragon meat in the sky, no one has eaten this dragon meat, but the flying dragon is definitely delicious.

The scientific name of the flying dragon is called hazel grouse, which likes to eat pine seeds and various small insects in the forest.

If used to make soup, it is said to be very delicious, anyway, Liu Qingshan has never tasted it since he grew up.

Seeing that his apprentice was almost drooling, the dumb grandfather also showed a loving smile on his face, just stretched out his hand to pat Liu Qingshan's head, and then led him to continue walking in the forest.

Later, Liu Qingshan's legs were like lead, as if he had no feeling, just mechanically trudging in the snow.

But the dumb grandfather had no intention of stopping at all, and continued to walk slowly until it was dark, and then stopped in a clearing in the forest.

Another wooden house appeared in the open space, but this wooden house in the forest looked older.

It turned out that there was a place to rest here!

Liu Qingshan was very excited. He had been wondering: where to stay at night? He couldn't sleep in the snow. If so, he would be stiff when he woke up tomorrow morning.

The wooden house was not locked, but the door was fixed with wire. There were candles and a stove inside. Outside the wooden house, there were all kinds of firewood and wood.

He started a fire and lit the candle. The coldness was immediately dispelled. Liu Qingshan felt alive again.

There was still rice in the jar, which was sealed tightly. While Liu Qingshan was washing rice and steaming rice, he saw the dumb grandfather coming back from outside, holding two birds upside down in his hands.

Looking at the mottled feathers on the bird, Liu Qingshan was dumbfounded again: This should be a flying dragon. How did the master catch it?

Grandpa Mute gestured a few times: At night, the flying dragons would burrow into the snow shells to sleep, so he caught two of them and brought them back to make soup.

It's easy to say, but if it was really that easy to catch, it would have been gone long ago.

Liu Qingshan felt that he still had a lot to learn.

In fact, the most important thing to learn was the master's non-greed: out of a group of flying dragons, he only caught two.

Take when you should take, give up when you should give up, even if it was Liu Qingshan who had already developed the concept of animal protection in his mind, I'm afraid it would be difficult to do it.

At least he was thinking just now: Can I get a few more back so that my family can taste them too.

After removing the bird feathers, the rest was left to the master to cook, and Liu Qingshan learned on the side.

I saw Grandpa Mute add a few scoops of water to the pot, throw the two cleaned flying dragons directly into it, and cover the pot to cook.

After the pot boiled, throw in a small handful of Schisandra chinensis, and when it was time to take it out of the pot, add a little salt, it's that simple.

Liu Qingshan roughly understood this: the better the ingredients, the simpler the processing method.

At the beginning of dinner, each person had a big bowl of hot flying dragon soup. Liu Qingshan took a small sip and hissed cold air.

This was not scalding, but fresh, as if the essence of the entire forest was nurtured in this mouthful of soup.

The dumb grandfather looked at his apprentice's silly look and gestured to him: In recent years, flying dragons have become increasingly rare, and it is enough to taste them occasionally.

Don't have any other ideas. If you are greedy for immediate benefits and catch them and sell them, it is estimated that in a few years, this bird will be extinct.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest movement.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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