Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

It was already dark at this time, and the shrill cry was somewhat scary.

It was not Chen Ergou barking, nor was it apricot blossoms.

Three climbers.

Zhang Yaoyang knew about the existence of these people from the beginning.

The other party was still some distance away from them, and was spinning in circles, seemingly unable to find a way out.

I originally thought that if the other party still couldn't find the way out of the mountain by daybreak, I would give them a hand.

But this incident at this time obviously meant something big had happened.

Human life is at stake, so he can't just ignore it.

"You two stay here and don't move. I'll go check out the situation and be back soon."

Zhang Yaoyang can guarantee the safety here. If Chen Ergou and the others stay here, at most they will be bitten by insects. Other major dangers have already been eliminated by him.

But the two of them were unaware of this. When they heard the shrill screams, although they were very scared, they still wanted to follow Zhang Yaoyang.

The two of them were really a burden, so Zhang Yaoyang had to remind Xinghua that the rules for entering the mountains were that they had to obey his orders, otherwise they would bear the consequences if anything went wrong.

Faced with such a strict Zhang Yaoyang, Xinghua shuddered unconsciously and was the first to back down.

"Brother Yaoyang, go ahead. I'll wait for you here for two hours. If I can't see you, I'll go look for you later. What do you think?"

Two hours passed. Zhang Yaoyang silently calculated that he should have dealt with the matter long ago, so he nodded.

"This is acceptable."

Seeing that the two had reached a consensus, no matter what Chen Ergou had in mind, he knew that he should stay and take care of Xinghua.

After all, you can't abandon your own people just to save outsiders!

After Zhang Yaoyang made all the arrangements, he quickly ran towards the hill.

This place, even though he has reached the third level of mountain herder, is still in a dangerous area and he dare not set foot in it easily.

The danger does not come from the wild animals, but from the natural miasma zone here.

If people stay in there for a long time, they can easily get poisoned. In serious cases, they may have hallucinations and do incredible things.

Zhang Yaoyang had no good means of protection against such a place.

Fortunately, he can now hold his breath for a longer period of time, so as long as he doesn't inhale the miasma, he can still ensure his safety in the short term.

He ran extremely fast. In these undulating and complex mountain terrains, he could always accurately plan the best route, and then just stride forward like a leopard with magic powers, fully enjoying mountain parkour.

It was still night time, but if it were daytime, his speed would be even faster.

After walking like this for about fifteen minutes, he had arrived at the scene of the incident.

At this time, there were two people lying on the ground, a man and a woman.

There was a hole in the woman's head and blood was gushing out.

There was also white liquid flowing out with the blood, and it was obvious that even the brain was bursting out.

Needless to say, there is almost no hope of saving this person, and death is inevitable.

As for the man, he was also badly injured. His arm was creased 180 degrees, and it was obvious that he had suffered a comminuted fracture.

At this time, his face was ashen and he had obviously fainted from the pain.

The only person still standing at the scene stared at the empty surroundings as if he was having a mental breakdown, waving his hiking stick wildly.

"Go away, you devil! Don't try to hurt me, I won't let you succeed!"

"I can't kill you, you damned devils."

……

He suddenly realized how much evil he had done and how much he had hurt people, but he was still swinging his hiking stick, looking more like a demon than a ghost.

Zhang Yaoyang didn't waste any time talking to the man. He just stepped forward and punched him, knocking him unconscious.

He lowered his body, carried the other person on his shoulders, and prepared to take him out.

As for the man and woman on the ground, he did not care about them anymore and let them be buried with the mountains and forests.

The man's injuries appeared to be serious, but a careful examination revealed that his abdomen was also severely injured. He had only 30% chance of survival. Even if he received timely treatment, he would be in a vegetative state for the rest of his life. There would be no difference between being alive and being dead.

This is the third-level ability of the Mountain Man, which allows him to see more information about the human body, comparable to laser scanning.

Of course, this examination also had some aftereffects on him. When he stood up with the person on his shoulder, he suddenly felt dizzy and was so weak that he almost dropped the person on his shoulders.

He had to pause, throw the man to the ground, and wait for the weakness to pass.

Even though this person fainted, he was still not at peace. His hands and feet were still twitching, and no one knew what horrible scenes he saw in his mind.

About ten minutes later, a feeling of suffocation came over him, telling him that it was time to breathe.

It turns out that the time you hold your breath is different on land and in water.

He had to cheer himself up and carry the man up again. He first carried him on his back and then dragged him along. It was not easy for him to get out of this miasma-filled place.

And at this time, I finally experienced the feeling of being exhausted.

Saving a life comes at a high price.

But it's clearly worth it.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person will be a great help in his future success.

This man is called Zhang Mingtang, a dandy young man from Kyoto. He doesn't like studying, but loves adventures all over the world, with the goal of conquering those dangerous situations.

The reputation of the Shiwan Mountains spread far and wide. Not only were the people of Zhaojia Village afraid of it, but people in the surrounding area, and even in Kyoto, thousands of miles away, also talked about it.

This man led two like-minded companions and rushed into the mountains regardless of everything.

This was already the fifth day since they entered the mountains, and such a big thing happened.

Zhang Yaoyang sat on the stone, waiting for him to wake up.

This wait lasted half an hour.

The moment Zhang Mingtang woke up, his mind was still a little confused and he was ready to fight with the empty air.

"Come on, do it! You bastard, I'm not afraid of you..."

His eyes were red and he was talking frantically, obviously still immersed in that illusion and unable to get out of it.

Zhang Yaoyang took out a bucket of water from the warehouse and poured it over his head.

The water comes from the well, and it is still very cold in March.

This sudden attack woke the man up immediately.

"Where am I? Xiaobai, Lihua..."

He frantically looked for his companions, but the person he saw was a stranger, Zhang Yaoyang.

"Are you a human or a ghost? What happened just now? Why am I here?"

"And...where are my two companions? Where did they go?"

He took a few steps back cautiously. It felt weird to see a living person in such a desolate mountain area.

"You were poisoned by the miasma, and hallucinations appeared. All your companions were killed by you."

"I am a hunter from the mountains. I happened to pass by here and it took me a lot of effort to drag you down the mountain."

The man screamed in disbelief: "What did you say? There is miasma here? I killed everyone?"

Then, he shook his head desperately, trying to deny the accusation.

"You lied to me. You must have beaten him to death. You are a robber, executioner, butcher who kills for money..."

It seems that by putting all the blame on Zhang Yaoyang, one can avoid the problem and feel at ease.

In fact, after shouting and pushing the blame away, he had realized that what Zhang Yaoyang said might be true.

Although he was in a state of confusion, he would occasionally have moments of clarity.

The scene of whipping his two companions kept echoing in his mind.

Zhang Yaoyang was not wrong, his two companions really died at his hands.

He knelt there and burst into tears. His whole body collapsed and he looked extremely miserable.