Become a rich man back home

There are two roads from Sunjiacun to Shizang Tang, a road from Niu Tingling, over the highest peak of Qinglong Mountain, Jiang Longyan, nearly a thousand meters, and then pass the wild boar ridge, enter the Qinglong Mountain Forest Farm.

This road is near, but the road conditions are not good, rugged, quite bad, especially wild boar rings, the wild boar is more, in case of wild boar. It's not fun.

Another road walked from the boyzhong, crossing the Heshan, Dawangling, entered the Peng Jiaxian. After another Bai Shizhai, I entered the Qinglong Mountain Forest Farm from the Hill Village. I have to go around a big bay. The road is almost half.

The advantage is that the mountain road is flat, there are villages along the way, except for the danger of Dawangling, basically safe.

Sun Ping's choice is the second road.

Entering the mountain, I can't see the figure around. He took the things in the space and only took a firewood in his hand.

Because there is no extra thing on your body, it is extremely easy to get up. Sometimes, I have encountered a mountain road to bend, and Sun Xiaoping copied it from the mountain.

Linzi's busp vines acheng, when it moves forward. He waved the mountain knife kept slaughling and cleaned up a way forward.

The scenery inside the mountain is very beautiful, all the road is fragrant, the forest is flourishing, the bird's scream is clear, and all kinds of wild fruits are.

The dynamic disturbance of him is walking, from time to time, there is a pheasant, and the hare runs from the grass in front of him.

Sun Xiaoping's hands and feet were rapid, and there was still two pheasants with a cutting long stick.

"These years have great achievements, these things are fast!" He picked up two fat chickens sigh, and threw it in the space.

After passing the Dawangling, I turned over two mountains and entered the Genjia Chong.

Sun Xiaoping stopped and decided to rest.

Although I can't feel hot in the mountain forest, the mountain road will be a mountain stone, and a small stream will be a small stream, and the bush rattang on the mountain and chopping road is also a strong sweat.

He sat down on a big blue stone and took off his sneakers on your feet. Pull open the zipper of the fans.

Cool mountain wind blows, quite comfortable.

After a break, he did not intend to turn his head, and his eyes suddenly went round.

At 20 meters left on the left of the big blue stone, it is a small stream, and both sides are full of weeds, surrounded by the thick woods of the embarrassment. The end of the creek is a black cliff that is black, full of green and green moss.

The mountain spring under the cliff stone seam is slipping over the moss, and there is no sound in a small little waterhill, which is the source of Xiaoxi.

Perhaps because there is no mental gas in the empty grass on the air in the water pool.

Not far from spring water pool, a black mad beech tree is standing there. .

The fissed tree is covered with a vine, and the mountain wind blows. The vines of the tree became the drunken water sleeve, the more like the dry Barba's dry tanning lining is a rushing of the floating Cao Yin.

All this has no effect on Sun Xiaoping. At this moment, he is in both eyes to grave the branches of the dead trees, and the black fungus is full of black fungi.

"Mourning" Sun Ping is surprised.

Running it under the beech tree, take out a bamboo basket from the space, waving, waving, and keeping the fungus in the basket without moving the piano.

The diameter of the beech tree has two people holding the size, in the tree cave, floating under the rotten branch, the black fungus is everything.

After a while, I'm full of realities.

There are still a lot of fungus on the beech tree, Sun Xiaotong wants to think, simply collect the boast tree directly.

Sun Xiaoping is ready to go back, put the beech tree in their own yard. Put some space spring water every day, in the future, you don't have to eat my fungus.

He is in his heart, and the mountain is really a rich resource infinite treasure house. It will give you a lot of feelings.

After receiving the big beech tree, Sun Xiaoping was satisfied with the road.

After more than two hours, I have passed Baishi Village and entered the mountain village.

This village is in the middle of the two hills. Like a large plug, it is called the mountain village.

After the mountain village, the next is the Qinglong Mountain Forest Farm.

Sun Xiaoping passed through a wild bamboo forest, and this wild bamboo forest is very large, accounting for almost a big hill, which has grown many bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots are good, the cellulose content is high, which can reduce the absorption of fat in the intestine, increase intestinal peristalsis, promote digestion and absorption, reduce the incidence of high blood lipids, and contain multiple sugar substances that can prevent cancer It is an ideal health care food.

The dishes spectropped with bamboo shoots were quite delicious. Like a bamboo shoots, bamboo shoots simmer, think that it is straightforward.

Sun Xiaoping took out the short handle hoe and prepared to dig some bamboo shoots. Just walked two steps, his footsteps suddenly stood.

Just behind the bamboo forest, a pair of vigilant and wild-eye beads are opposed to him.

Nima, wild boar. Good big wild boar!

This wild pig's body is wide and thick, the upper body is thick, the manggen is standing, and the body is black, it seems to stick to a black mud, and the long nose is striking, the whole is a kind of honesty. , Look at the block, at least three or four hundred pounds.

"Hey!" The wild boar sent a low snoring.

It's awkward, goes two steps in front, and threatened to Sun Xiaoping.

It seems to be saying, kid, this bamboo forest is the old pig, you can don't hurt your idea!

Sun Xiaoping looked at the bamboo forest and did not find other wild boars. This should be an adult big boar.

His face has changed. The solo pigs, this is the two most horrible beasts in the mountains.

No wonder so many bamboo shoots here, the people in the mountain village have not been digging. It turned out that there is a wild boar here to say Wang Zhen.

Forget it, the old days have a good life, and the buddies don't meet you, I will bear it!

Sun Xiaoping puts the short handle hoe, ready to wind.

But he made a concession. The wild boar is actually inch.

It is called two sounds, the head is low, the two front legs are tight, the hind legs are on the ground, and they will rush to Sun Ping.

There is no quantity of the sky, the buddies are not sent, you are a sick cat!

Sun Xiaoping is furious, it is impossible to endure, there is no need to endure.

His left-handed firewood, the right hand short handle hoe touched each other, issued a clearly smashed, and determined to give this a little lesson.

The buddies have recently been too good, and it is also good to eat a wild pork. He thinks so much.

The knife flashes, hoe mighty, but the wild boar is not moving.

The wild pigs in the mountains are all thoroughly, and they are most recognized, belonging to a trip to black.

Therefore, the speed of the wild boar has not slowed down, and the small eyes are straight.

The momentum, even if the front is a mountain, it also hits a hole.

Long is getting closer and closer to Sun Xiaoping, and the ..

If you hit it, you are enough to wear two big caves on Sun Xiaoping.

Sun Xiaoping is highly concentrated, staring at the wild boar, moved slightly, making him back to bamboo forest, and he is ready to welcome wild pigs like a man.