Reborn as a tyrant

Chen Xiangjie grew up in the city, so he probably has never seen anything in the countryside, but he knew a lot during the years he served in the army.

But Xiaobao obviously didn't know, and regarded him as someone who had only eaten pork but never seen pigs run, "It's a pity that it's not spring, when the weather is the best and there are many fun things to do on the mountain."

They were not alone today, but went into the mountain with Uncle Zhang and another old man in the village, planning to hunt some wild animals on the mountain for Chen Xiangjie to see.

"Let me tell you, don't shout when you see something later, or you will be scared away." Xiaobao taught Chen Xiangjie as he walked.

"En." Chen Xiangjie replied with a serious expression, with a slight smile in his eyes, but his face was not revealing at all.

Looking at the shotgun on the old man's back, Chen Xiangjie turned his head and asked, "Are there many shotguns in your village?"

"Not much, only the third uncle has it." Zhang Xiaobao shook his head, Chen Xiangjie didn't ask, he really didn't realize that the third uncle's shotgun was different from others', after careful observation, he felt that there was no difference, and turned his head to look Looking at Chen Xiangjie, Xiaobao didn't think about this question again.

Soon, they climbed over a mountain, and there was a wide creek below. They crossed the narrowest water stream, and the opposite side was full of stones.

Walking along the stone for nearly 500 meters, there is another small road. No one has walked for a long time. The exposed skin will be scratched immediately, and blood will come out.

The third uncle pulled out a hatchet from his waist, and cut while walking, clearing a path, his movements were crisp and neat.

The uncle walked in the second place, Chen Xiangjie pulled Xiaobao and let him walk in the third place, and he walked in the last place. After walking for about ten minutes, he walked out of this path and arrived at the destination of this trip.

This mountain is called Longtan Keng. It is said that there is a deep pool in the depths of the mountain. The water in it is low temperature all the year round. A dragon was suppressed in the pool, so it was named Longtan Keng.

Of course, this is just a legend. Now the road to the deep mountain has disappeared. If you want to go in, you can't find the correct direction unless you use a helicopter.

The place where it is now has a small name, no pit, because there is no pit in this area, so it is named.

Speaking of which, there is no place to cheat. Xiaobao often came here in his previous life, but he has come here twice in this life, once when he was reborn, and once when he was in elementary school for a picnic.

No matter what time it was, the memories left here for him were all good and happy, so he had a good feeling for this place.

Zhang Xiaobao pulled Chen Xiangjie and explained various places to him with great interest, such as what kind of grass it is, what its use is, what kind of tree it is, and he can climb it, and so on.

Chen Xiangjie let him babble all the time, and followed closely behind him, just watching his constantly changing expression, feeling his mood at the moment.

"Cough! Is there something on my face?" Feeling the increasingly hot eyes on his face, Xiao Bao asked nah.

"No, let's go, Uncle and the others are waiting for us in front." Chen Xiangjie took Zhang Xiaobao's face-faced hand and squeezed it before releasing it.

The road without pits is still easy to walk, and there are some wild animals on the second half of the road, and the few people are much more careful when walking.

Suddenly, the third uncle raised his hand to signal Xiaobao and the others to stop. He bowed and walked forward. He took out a slingshot from his waist, held a small stone, and aimed it at a place in the grass. Hearing a shrill sound, I saw several pheasants flying up. The third uncle moved faster, and every stone and every pheasant was solved in three or five strokes.

When the movement stopped, Xiaobao cheered and jumped over to pick up all the pheasants. There were four pheasants in total, but none of them escaped. Uncle San was indeed the number one hunter in ten miles and eight villages.

Xiaobao picked up the pheasants and put them into a pile. My uncle had already twisted the straw ropes and tied the pheasants into a string. Then he walked forward and said with a smile: "Now we have lunch."

In fact, they all brought dry food, but if there were wild animals, who would eat the dry dry food.

In addition to being a good hunter, the third uncle is also good at cooking. He roasted two of the four chickens and made two of them into beggar chickens. They are so delicious that Xiaobao wants to swallow his tongue. Although Chen Xiangjie is better than Xiaobao A lot, but judging from the speed at which he eats, one can know how good third uncle's cooking skills are.

After hiccupping, Xiao Bao looked at the leftover chicken with some regret, wanting to eat more, but his stomach couldn't hold it anymore.

"Okay, it won't be easy to climb the mountain if you eat too much." Chen Xiangjie said, and finished all the leftover chicken. Little Treasure was so envious, why didn't he know that he was so good at eating before.

After lunch, the group finally met Hanzi. Hanzi is the local name of Xiaobao’s hometown. He really doesn’t know the real scientific name. He looks a bit like a sika deer, but has no horns, and walks like a kangaroo. Jumping, timid and stupid, he hides in the grass next to him when he meets people, and doesn't know how to run. Xiaobao has never seen it in other places.

The meat of Hanzi is very fresh and tender. In his previous life, Xiaobao liked to let his uncle bring it over to fight. He once bought two Hanzi and took them to the provincial capital to eat in Pengcheng. With a bang, Xiaobao was brought back from his memories. , and saw that Uncle San had already killed that idiot.

The younger uncle went to pick up Hanzi, and walked along the trail of Hanzi with the third uncle.

Why do you say foolish, except that they don't know how to run, the most important thing is that they are afraid of getting lost, so they will make some traces on the road, and experienced old hunters can find their lair along the traces, sometimes You can see the mother and son who have not left to look for food in the nest, and there is a litter of little fools.

Obviously, their luck was very good this time. They saw the mother and three half-grown cockroaches in the nest. The third uncle shot one at a time, and quickly got rid of all the cockroaches.

In addition to the idiot, the third uncle also shot a few hares, and the uncle was not bad, he shot a few pheasants. Xiaobao was just watching the fun, but Chen Xiangjie, who hadn't seen him for a while, dragged a little wild boar back.

Little Treasure was stunned. What's the situation? Could it be that the little wild boar accidentally fell to his death, and then Chen Xiangjie picked it up by luck?

The third uncle quickly denied Xiaobao's idea, stared at the little wild boar's neck and said, "It's good to kill with one move." After evaluating, he immediately turned around and returned the same way, "If you kill the little wild boar, the sow will definitely go crazy , hurry up and go."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaobao faintly heard the cry of the wild boar, looked sideways at the third uncle, and saw him waving his hand to signal him and his uncle to hide, holding a shotgun, squatting in a place, waiting for the wild boar to appear .

The wild boar is huge, at least weighing more than 300 catties, and has long fangs. Xiaobao looked worriedly at the third uncle and Chen Xiangjie standing outside, and shouted at Chen Xiangjie: "Why are you standing there? Hurry up!" Hide!"

"It's okay, you hide." He said, took out the dagger tied to his thigh, and rushed up.