The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 427 Changbai Divine Beast Hanging Sheep Blood (Leader Youyue a plus 55)

Zhao Jun sent Song Tiemin out of the shack, and saw Lao Yangtou guarding the door, and Lin Musen and Xu Shengli were standing two or three meters away.

"Technician Zhao!" Seeing Zhao Jun coming out, Lin Musen and Xu Shengli hurried over to greet him.

Zhao Jun looked at the two, smiled slightly, and said, "What's wrong? You also want to invite me to dinner?"

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, the smiles on the faces of Lin Musen and Xu Shengli froze, showing a little embarrassment.

Xu Shengli is old and has experienced many things. The embarrassment on his face was fleeting, and he turned into a smiling face and said to Zhao Jun: "Technician Zhao, I, old Xu, have to tell you something. Today, we really have nothing to prepare, but we I have already sent people down the mountain to buy things. Tomorrow..."

Speaking of this, Xu Shengli pawed at Lin Musen beside him. Lin Musen reacted, and hurriedly bowed his head heavily at Zhao Jun, saying: "Yes, yes, tomorrow we will treat you and Technician Zhang to a good meal."

According to the logic, on the first day when the inspector goes to Lengchang, he must treat him with good wine and good food.

But Lin Musen and Xu Shengli have already entertained four inspectors in the past half month.Especially Chen Xingwang and Qiao Zhenghua, who didn't even get along for three days, and left in despair.

Therefore, Lin Musen and Xu Shengli discussed it together, and it is estimated that the acceptance officer will not last long, so don't hire him.

But today when Zhao Jun came, his aura was in full swing, making Zhao Qingqing speechless, and at the same time frightening Lin Musen and Xu Shengli.

So, after coming out of the shack, the two waited outside the shack, trying to explain to Zhao Jun.

"Okay." Zhao Jun waved his hands with a smile, and seemed to say generously: "I see, let's go eat."

This is what it says!

Lin Musen and Xu Shengli looked at each other, Lin Musen hurriedly turned to Zhao Jun and said, "Technician Zhao, although we are not very prepared today, we have brought you a meal. Tell Technician Zhang to come out and have a bite at our place."

"Don't bother." Zhao Jun said lightly: "Brother Feng and I, we'll just stay in Old Uncle Yang's shack. My uncle is going to cook, and the two of us will have a bite."

"Technician Zhao." Hearing this, Lin Musen smiled wryly and said, "I'll go back to my shack right away and bring you some food."

"I'll give it to you too." Xu Shengli didn't dare to miss it, and hurriedly said, "Today we have potatoes stewed with eggplant and sorghum rice, and I'll bring them to you."

Zhao Jun nodded, then turned to Old Yang and said, "Uncle, you don't have to cook at noon."

Old Yangtou laughed, and said: "Then uncle has borrowed everything from you."

Zhao Jun smiled and helped the old man into the hut. Seeing this, the two leaders rushed to their own hut to serve Zhao Jun vegetables and meals.

Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng ate a meal in Lao Yangtou's shack, and hurried to the storage yard without even taking a nap after eating.

Chen Xingwang and Qiao Zhenghua didn't check the ruler yesterday, and this morning, a lot of wood has accumulated on the pile.

When Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng arrived at the Leng storage yard, they started to get off work until they got off work at five o'clock in the evening. All the workers returning to Leng had withdrawn, and the two of them hadn't finished their work yet.But at this time, they were all so tired that their waists and legs ached.

"I can't do it!" Zhang Xuefeng stood with his legs apart, straightened his neck and leaned back, then put his right hand behind his back, clenched his fist and beat his waist, muttering, "I can't even straighten my back."

The same was true for Zhao Jun. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Jun said to Zhang Xuefeng, "Let's go, Brother Feng, let's go back."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuefeng pinched his waist with both hands, looked around, and said, "Then there are no rulers for the remaining wood, what should I do?"

"Let's get up early tomorrow, and we'll finish the work in two hours." Zhao Jun pinned the pen to the ledger, then gathered the ruler and the hammer together, pinched it under his arm, and said to Zhang Xuefeng, "Hurry up and go back now." , lie on the kang and straighten your waist!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Xuefeng agreed a hundred times to Zhao Jun's words, and took the ledger and tools, and Zhao Jun staggered towards the gate of Lengchang.

Entering Lao Yangtou's shack, the two of them greeted Lao Yangtou who was sitting in front of the kang table making dumplings, and then threw the tools into the kang, and both of them lay down on the kang.

The heated kang was very hot by Lao Yang's head, the two of them lay down on the kang, they felt a burst of heat on their backs, Zhang Xuefeng couldn't help but groaned twice.

In the past year since his rebirth, Zhao Jun has often gone hunting in the mountains, and his physical fitness is much better than that of Zhang Xuefeng.At this moment, he still had the strength to raise his head, looked at the old Yang who was making dumplings, and said, "Uncle, we won't get up to help you."

"Hahaha..." Old Yang laughed, and said, "Lie down, son, uncle will make dumplings for you two."

"Dumplings?" At this moment, Zhang Xuefeng came to his senses, licked his lower lip, and asked Old Yang, "Uncle, what are the dumplings made of?"

"The ones with horned melon and eggs." The old man took the freshly wrapped dumplings and held them up for Zhang Xuefeng to see.

After he put down the dumplings, Lao Yangtou said to Zhao Jun, "The melon is from Lin Musen, and the eggs are from Song Tiemin in the afternoon."

As he said that, the old man mixed the stuffing with a flat spoon, and said with a smile, "Bring me six eggs, I'll crack four, and the remaining two will be boiled for you tomorrow morning."

"No need." Zhao Jun said: "Uncle, you can cook those two eggs and eat them. Tomorrow, you will treat us to dinner with those two eggs. My brothers are not short of oil and water."

"Yes, Uncle!" Zhang Xuefeng also said: "Uncle, you can keep it for yourself, as both of us have caused you a lot of trouble."

Hearing what Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng said, Old Yang smiled gratifiedly, but he didn't say anything, he just put down the dumpling in his hand.Then he got up and got off the kang, and opened the wooden box under the window.

Old Yang opened the old clothes on the top of the box, and took out a small jar from the bottom.Go back to the kang table, put the small jar on the edge of the kang, then go to the shelf next to it, and take down two small bowls.

When he returned to the kang, Lao Yang opened the hemp rope tied to the mouth of the jar, opened the oil paper covering the lid, and poured a bowl of heart-warming wine into the small bowls.

The wine was cloudy, as if there was something there.

"Come on, son!" Old Yang shouted to Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng, who were lying on the kang, tired like dead dogs, and said, "Have a sip of wine to relieve fatigue."

"Wine..." Hearing this, Zhang Xuefeng struggled to get up from the kang, but when he lifted his body up, he was lying on the kang again.

Zhang Xuefeng snorted and said, "Uncle, I can't get up."

Zhao Jun stood up, picked up one of the wine bowls, put it next to Zhang Xuefeng's head, and said, "I put it here for you."

"En." Zhang Xuefeng turned his body sideways and went to get a wine bowl to drink.

At this time, Zhao Jun said to Old Yang: "Uncle, drink the wine in this bowl, I don't know how to drink."

The old man smiled and said to Zhao Jun mysteriously: "Son, drink it. This wine is different from other wines."

"He won't drink it, give it to me!" Upon hearing that the wine was unusual, Zhang Xuefeng regained his energy immediately, stretched out his hand to Lao Yang, and said, "Uncle, this is a good thing, Zhao Jun is not married, he can't drink it."

"What are you talking about." The old man laughed and said, "What are you thinking, this is not that wine."

"Hehehe..." Suddenly, Zhang Xuefeng groaned, turned over, and lay down flat again, with a smile on his face.

This scene made Zhao Jun dumbfounded.

Just as Zhao Jun was about to speak, he heard Zhang Xuefeng say: "Shu Tan, Shu Tan! I feel comfortable all over!"

His cry made Zhao Jun tremble, and when he moved his eyes to Lao Yang to prepare the bowl of heart wine for himself, he asked with some fear: "Uncle, what did you put in it?"

Zhao Jun was really scared, this end was not strictly controlled, and many people in the villages in the mountains grew their own "tobacco".

It's just that people in the mountains mostly use it to treat diseases, such as headaches, fever, diarrhea.It is said that curing the dog's intestines will make it cured of the disease.

Seeing Zhang Xuefeng like this, Zhao Jun was afraid that the wine would be in trouble if he became addicted to it by adding ingredients to the wine.

Hearing Zhao Jun's question, the old man smiled mysteriously and said to Zhao Jun: "Uncle, there are good things in this wine!"

Speaking of this, the old man said with certainty: "It's a good thing that money can't buy."

"Yes!" Zhao Jun couldn't bear it anymore, nodded and said, "You're easy to lose your head when you buy and sell this thing."

"Ah?" Old Yang was taken aback for a moment, then he came to his senses, waved his hand at Zhao Jun, and said, "What are you talking about, my son, can your uncle give you that stuff?"

At this moment, Zhang Xuefeng who was lying down suddenly sat up from the kang, stretched his arms outwards and moved his chest, and then looked at Old Yang, his eyes were full of longing.

"Uncle!" Zhang Xuefeng also asked: "What did you put in this wine? I'm as tired as a bastard this day, after drinking your wine, I feel relaxed."

Zhao Jun glanced at Zhang Xuefeng in surprise, and then turned his gaze to Old Yang.

Old Yang smiled lightly, picked up the wine jar with one hand, picked up the bowl with wine in the other, and handed it to Zhao Jun.

Then the old man went under the window and put the wine jar back in the box and covered it with the clothes.

When he returned to the kang, he sat sideways on the edge of the kang, looked at Zhao Jun, and asked with a smile, "Son, they say you are good at hunting, you have caught a big claw, and you have beaten a pig god. Then uncle asked you , have you ever shot a hanging sheep?"

"What?"

"What!"

There are two people, one is puzzled and the other is shocked.

Zhang Xuefeng wondered what the hanging sheep was, but Zhao Jun was extremely shocked.

In two lifetimes, he had heard the name of this animal, but had never seen it.

In the previous life, when he was young, his grandma told him stories, including the story of the hanging sheep.And this story was heard by his grandma from his grandfather.Because, that old man beat Xuan Yang back then!

Later, when Zhao Jun went hunting in the mountains, he was also very curious about this mysterious animal, and even visited several old hunters specially.

Those old people have seen hanging sheep, and some have not.But Zhao Jun had never seen this mysterious animal until he was reborn.

But later, he checked the Internet with his mobile phone and knew that there was a kind of hanging sheep in the border area, but Zhao Jun recalled the stories told by the old people and found that the hanging sheep in the border area were not the same as the hanging sheep in Changbai Mountain.

The hanging sheep in Changbai Mountain are even more mysterious.

On the Internet, there are stories about experts spending time and energy looking for Xuanyang, and there are also legends about Manchu veteran Nurhachi hunting and killing Xuanyang.

And in this life, when Zhao Jun and Xu Changlin went to the mountains to hunt lynxes.He used to live in Xing San's cellar.I remember that one night, when two old men were drinking, Xu Changlin personally said that he had the experience of hunting hanging sheep.

But the next morning, Zhao Jun questioned Xu Changlin, but Xu Changlin bit him to death and said it was a wine talk, and then kept silent about Xuanyang.

Now, when Mr. Yang mentioned the hanging sheep again, Zhao Jun looked at the muddy wine in the bowl by the dim light of the kerosene lamp, and couldn't help thinking of another legend.

"Uncle!" Zhao Jun looked at Old Yang, and asked eagerly, "Is this wine soaked in sheep's blood?"

Lao Yang nodded his head, smiled and said nothing.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jun hurriedly asked.

The old man raised his chin and said to Zhao Jun, "You drink it, uncle will tell you later."

Zhao Jun heard the words, picked up the bowl, and drank the wine in the bowl.

The wine enters the mouth, flows down the throat, and goes straight to the stomach, bursting with heat.In an instant, the heat flow split into four streams and rushed straight to the limbs.

All of a sudden, Zhao Jun felt warm and comfortable all over his body.Then, I felt my shoulders, back, and waist lighten, and the fatigue of working all afternoon was swept away in an instant.

Zhao Jun put the bowl aside casually, turned to the old man with a look of surprise, and asked, "Uncle, is this wine?"

"Excellent, isn't it?" Old Yang asked with a smile.

Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng nodded together.

"Hahaha..." Lao Yang pointed his head at the washbasin in the corner, and said with a smile, "Wash your hands and help me make dumplings."

"Hey!"

Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng responded together and hurriedly got up and down from the kang.

The moment their feet hit the ground, the two looked at each other in surprise.When they came back from the outside just now, their legs seemed to be filled with lead.

But now, with both knees down, there is no longer any sense of heaviness, but light and light, as if they are not my own legs. When I walk, I seem to be stepping on clouds every step of the way.

After washing his hands, Zhao Jun went to the kang and sat in the kang.Zhang Xuefeng sat down on the edge of the Kang, facing Lao Yangtou.

Lao Yang rolled out the dough, Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng made dumplings.

When these two boys are at home, they are served by someone, and they are clumsy at making dumplings.Lao Yang rolls out the leather by himself, which is more than enough for the two of them.

While making dumplings, Zhao Jun asked Lao Yangtou, "Uncle, I remember that you don't hunt, why do you still have sheep's blood?"

Old Yang was pinching the skin with one hand and rolling the rolling pin with the other. He looked up at Zhao Jun and said, "There is Song Laowai in your village, do you know that?"

"Song Laowai?" Zhao Jun frowned, since he was reborn, he had never seen this old man in Yong'an Village.But he has an impression of this nickname.

Because Song Laowai is sick, with a crooked neck.The left side of the face has been leaning against the left shoulder and head, unable to leave.

Zhao Jun thought and thought, and asked Old Yang: "Uncle, this Song Laowai, is he Song Tiemin's uncle?"

"That's right!" Old Yang pursed his lips, and said with a smile, "His uncle, he is now placed under the bluestone slab, and an old man surnamed Xu, the two of them are on the slab."

"Qingshilazi..." Zhao Jun knew the place that old Yang Tou just mentioned. This Qingshilazi was surrounded by jumping stone ponds, and there were so many bluestones in the jumping stone pond, so it was called Qingshilazi.

Only to hear Old Yang said again: "These two old men have their own special skills. That old Mr. Xu specializes in making sweet deer zippers, and one spoon at a time. And Song Laowai, he specializes in catching hanging sheep."

Speaking of this, Lao Yang threw the rolled dumpling wrappers in front of Zhang Xuefeng, then raised his free hand, stretched out two fingers to Zhao Jun, and said: "He beats a hanging sheep all year round, at most Two. He won’t be able to spend ten years with the money from selling a hanging sheep.”

"Really?" Zhang Xuefeng picked up the dumpling wrapper in one hand and a flat spoon in the other, but instead of filling the dumpling, he just looked at Old Yang in surprise and asked, "How much can that thing sell for?" ?”

Zhao Jun raised his elbow and gave Zhang Xuefeng a light slap, and then he asked Old Yang, "Uncle, I heard from my grandma that my grandfather chased hanging sheep before, but that thing couldn't catch him at all. He also said that As long as it is as big as a fingernail, it can step on and jump out. How can you catch that thing?"

When he was talking, Lao Yang had already rolled out the last dumpling wrapper. He put the stuffing on the dumpling wrapper, then closed the sides of the wrapper, pressed his hands together, and said to Zhao Jun, "Pick the pole!"

　Brothers who are interested, you can search Changbai Mountain Xuanyang on the Internet.

　　If you don't believe what I wrote, please read the introduction of this book, the last sentence is the one above the group number.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)