Chapter 47 The Primitive Forest

Although Hualong, Bao Zhan and Su Mei were skeptical about the white-haired monster living in the mountains, they witnessed the little confusion of the beast children and the unexplained bare-handed murder case, which forced people to believe in the existence of some mysterious powers.

They entered the primeval forest, with no roads on the mountain, and relying on GPS positioning, the special case team and his group walked forward on the knee-deep grass.

The forests and mountains in the morning are vast and spectacular, and the beauty of the morning changes constantly. When the sun rises from the peaks, the white clouds are dyed golden yellow. The rays of rays shine on everyone's face through the branches. People are not talking. At this time, no matter what they say, it will appear redundant. Human beings are not part of the ecosystem of this primeval forest.

The Great Xing'an Mountains start from the banks of the Heilongjiang River in the north and end at the upper reaches of the Xilamulun River in the south. The total length is more than 1,200 kilometers. Larch, pine, red-skinned spruce, birch, poplar and other trees form a dense and vast forest. Among the thousands of mountains and valleys, there are more than 400 species of rare birds and beasts and more than 1,000 species of wild plants.

The special case team walked along the mountain for a morning and arrived at the Yanpine Forest. The Yanpine Forest was low, less than two meters, and its branches were leaning down on the ground. The northeastern fifty peaks were full of this plant, making it difficult for people to walk every step. There were roe deer passing by in the pine forest from time to time, and snow rabbits poking their heads out of the cave.

The fucking director aimed the hunting rifle at the roe deer several times, but sighed and put down the gun. He said: I don’t let the hunting anymore, I can’t know the law.

Lao Bideng said: Hunters in the Northeast are all extinct. Alas, when I was a child, I followed my grandfather to hunt black blind men.

Bao Zhan asked Dachunzi: Is the white-haired monster you saw a bear? Is there a white bear in this forest?

Dachunzi replied: Absolutely not, that is an old lady with white hair, I will not read it wrong.

Xiaopin said: Director, we won’t say anything if you fire two shots and shoot a few rabbits.

The fucking director said: That won’t work, I have to be conscious.

Hualong said: Director, you will definitely hunt.

The fucking director said: As the director, I can break the law, why are you so sure?

Su Mei said: Why is the director carrying a hunting gun if he doesn’t hunt?

Hualong said: It has nothing to do with carrying a gun, but the director is carrying wine!

Everyone walked through the pine forest, and a towering ancient tree suddenly blocked the way. The sun shone through the dense leaves on the ground. There was an undry water in the footsteps of the beasts. Each puddle reflected a large golden tree. The small flowers growing on the trunks full of green moss were amazing. The corridor formed by the falling vines made people happy. A few blue butterflies saw someone coming around.

He flew over the tree canopy with wisteria.

Hiking through the woods, the grass on the ground became more and more lush, and the sound of water was vaguely heard. There was a small river ahead. The river flowed over the grass and spread into the depressions, forming a swamp. They walked through the wetlands with great difficulty. It was dusk and everyone was exhausted. The dark night in the Greater Xing'an Mountains was about to come, and the fucking director decided to camp by the river.

The rainy season has not yet arrived, and the river water has dried up and shrank into narrow streams. The water flows rapidly, washing away the pebbles and making a pleasant sound. The empty riverbed is fully visible, and the black mud is cracked into crispy skin. When it steps on it, it breaks into earth. The grass on both sides is green and refreshing, and some blue berries grow in the grass.

苏眉叫道:啊,那是蓝莓,我要吃.

Su Mei took the hat to pick blueberries. A deer stood up from the grass, ran a few steps, looked back, and the fucking director fired a shot behind him. Because the shooting range was far away, the deer rushed into the depths of the grass in panic. The fucking director walked away cursingly and arranged for everyone to set up a tent and prepare supper. He walked up the river. After a while, the gunshots rang again, and he shot two hazel chickens back.

Dachunzi looked dazed and said nothing, just sitting there and refused to work.

Lao Bideng and Xiao Bideng caught more than a dozen river carp in the river. The method of catching fish was very simple. They intercepted the river and continuously narrowed the encirclement, forming a small pond. They used engineer shovels to splash the water out, leaving only fat fish jumping in the weed mud.

The old man cut the fish clean, applied salt and marinated it for a while. He found a flat sand slope, dug a pit, and picked up dead branches and trunks, and lit a bonfire in the pit.

Everyone sat around the fire, and their supper was grilled fish and grilled chicken.

The most common wild game in Daxinganling is wild fish. Because it is located in the high cold and the rivers are full of cold water fish. In addition, the water quality and pollution-free, the meat and taste of the river carp in Daxinganling are many times better than those in the mainland.

The old pussy lamp inserted fat fish with branches and placed it on the charcoal fire to grill. The oil from the fish dripped onto the fire from time to time, making a sizzling sound. After the roasting, sprinkle with chili powder and cumin noodles, which was a strange fragrance that made people salivate.

Hualong, Baozhan, and Su Mei also imitated the old lamp and inserted fish and chicken on the branches to barbecue.

The fucking director took out the pesticide bottle, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of wine, and handed the bottle to Hualong. Hualong didn't dislike it. He raised the bottle and took a big sip, wiped his mouth and said: Unfortunately, Uncle Liang is not here, so he can't eat such delicious food.

The fucking director said: Wait a minute, there are still delicious foods, and the hard dishes are at the back.

Su Mei and Bao Zhan did not drink alcohol, and each of the others drank it all, and soon all the wine was eaten up.

The fucking director threw the chicken bones into the iron pot and put them on the charcoal fire to cook soup.

Su Mei said, Director, the big dish you are talking about is this chicken bone soup.

The fucking director said: This is not called bone soup, this is called Feilong soup.

The fucking director explained that birds are the first choice for game, and the best product for game is hazel grille. Hazel grille is also called Feilong, which was once a tribute to the emperor by officials in Northeast China. Hazel grille eats pine nuts and pine buds, and the meat has a faint pine aroma. Use a skeleton to make soup and simmer slowly on low heat, which can be called "the first soup in Northeast China."

Xiaopin picked some wild mushrooms and wild fungus into the pot, saying: It would be great if you put some green onion and garlic cloves to enhance the flavor.

老逼灯说:这里有啊,这山上什么都有.

The old pussy lamp bent down on the shade of the rocks and looked for it. There was a kind of small garlic on the ground, hidden in the soil, and just grew tender seedlings. He dug out a pile of white small garlic with his fingers, washed it and put it in the pot.

After a while, Feilong Soup was cooked. The director of the fucked director lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the soup was white and tender, the water and fat blended, and the rich fragrance came to his nose. Everyone shouted. The old pussy lamp put some garlic sprouts and salt into the pot. The conditions were simple, and everyone drank the soup with a spoon around the iron pot. The taste of the soup was indeed very fresh and fragrant, which was amazing.

This is the first time that Hualong, Baozhan, and Su Mei have tasted such a delicious food, and this delicious food will never be eaten again.

The temperature difference between day and night in Daxinganling was large, and everyone surrounded the charcoal fire to keep warm. Listening to the old pussy lamp telling the story of hunting, the fucking director once again talked about his legendary experience of scaring away hungry wolves with his feces. As night fell, the old pussy lamp extinguished the charcoal fire, and everyone fell asleep. At dawn, a layer of water droplets hung outside the tent. Su Mei was weak and woke up by the cold. She got out of her sleeping bag and put on a charge suit.

At this time, it was not dawn, and the night sky was covered with cold stars, and the mountains were still shrouded in the darkness.

Su Mei moved her body outside the tent a few times, and Bao Zhan woke up. He said, "Is Xiao Mei cold?"

Bao Zhan put the hat of the windbreaker on Su Mei's head.

Su Mei stretched her waist and said: What's the matter with me, a big yellow girl, sleeping in a tent with you smelly men.

Su Mei saw a highlight in the mountains ahead, and she pointed at her and asked: What is that?

Bao Zhan also looked in the direction of his finger and said: It seems to be a light.

Su Mei said: How could people live in these wilderness mountains and rivers?

Bao Zhan said: Could it be that someone died in the mountains and sent a distress signal?
Chapter completed!