Happy Little Mayor

The color of red mushrooms of the mountain is red, some mushrooms are drying up, and the color is even dark red, as if it is stained with blood stains, which looks a little shocking.

According to the laws of nature, this bright color is the vigilance of mushrooms to other animals: the man looks so beautiful, it is clearly poisonous, you dare to eat me and I poison you.

However, the red mushroom is a special case, it is edible, and from the perspective of Chinese medicine, this stuff nourishes the yin and nourishes blood, and is especially suitable for women and the elderly.

The group walked like a devil mines, touched a surrounding pine forest, and then found a small backpack of red mushrooms.

The Maori are also experts in survival in the wild. Atulu looked at these red mushrooms and said: "Thick meat can be grilled and eaten, dried can be stewed and eaten, and small ones can be fried. Damn, I think I'm a bit sloppy. Drool. "

The young president said in surprise: "As soon as we finish eating, can you drool?"

Aturu nodded happily and said, "Have you heard a word? Maori eats two meals a day and one meal for half a day. We can eat all day, so even if we stay on an isolated island, we are not Nature is eliminated. "

After speaking, he whistled again and accelerated his work.

Walking up the rugged mountain road, here are unexplored barren mountains and ridges, and there is no way to be sacred, especially now that the mountains are covered with snow, it is difficult to climb up the mountain.

Uncle Bing pulled Battier and said, "Don't climb up, it's not necessary. Elk herds won't climb to the top of the mountain in such weather. They like to find food along the foot of the mountain."

In the deep winter season, the mountains and forests are full of everything. On the road, they only step on the snow-covered rustle and the sound of the occasional voice, and there is no other sound, very quiet.

There is no pollution. The snow on the mountain is clean and pure white. It was relatively cold the other day, the temperature on the mountain was lower, and some trees had ice ridges, which looked like crystal.

The sun is shining, the sun is shining on the ice crystals, the light is shining, and it has different colors and different colors from different angles, like colorful glazed glass.

Wang Bo found a clean puppet and put it in his mouth. The strong man stepped back two steps after seeing it, then ran and jumped up, opened his mouth to bite another hanging ice crystal.

As a result, the ice crystal was hung on a thick branch, and the mastiff did not bite off. Instead, it dragged to the branch, so that the entire crown was shaken and the large and small ice crystals hanging from it fell down.

As if the arrows fell to the ground, the strong man was startled, whining and whining and ran out, Bingjing smashed on it, the head of this thing was very sharp, and it fell into the air and stuck on it It still hurts.

The mastiff's encounter alerted other cats and dogs, and a group of little guys came down to the front to explore the road.

After walking for a while, the front queen suddenly raised her head and looked intently at the foot of the side of the mountain. Her gaze was very focused, which was the gesture of finding prey.

Zhuang Ding's hearing is better. His big ears flickered suddenly and he just wanted to run.

Wang Bo was worried that they would scare away the deer herd, and the eye-struck hand quickly grabbed the strong man. Then he waved at the queen and summoned him and Xiao Wang back.

Eva looked at them, and Wang Bo, Uncle Bing, Bowen, Charlie and others quietly walked down from both wings.

Atulu also wanted to go down with a shotgun. As a result, he was too big to bend over, and after walking a few steps without a cat, he almost did not slip to the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Bo had to wave at him and motioned him to go back and stay with the child.

Uncle Bing walked fast, he walked on the hillside for a while, lie behind a thick beech tree, then nodded to the crowd, motioned them to approach.

Wang Bo quietly stood behind him, picked up the telescope and looked forward.

On a piece of snow, more than a dozen big deer and a few deer were using their paws to plow through the snow to find grass to eat. At this time, the weather was freezing and the grass on the mountain was dry. They opened the frozen soil to find the grass roots.

But after finding the grass roots, chewing them in the mouth a few times, the deer vomited, and Uncle Bing whispered: "These guys must have eaten in the ranch not long ago. Look, the wild grass roots can't eat them."

There are big deer in this deer herd. Wang Bo held the telescope to count. As a result, the deer constantly shifted their positions. Even if they were not moving, they kept raising their heads and lowering their heads. It was very difficult to count the number of antlers on their heads.

Uncle Bing listened to the lingering numbers in his mouth and knew what he was doing. He whispered: "The biggest one we hunted, the fourteen branches, is a big guy worthy of adventure."

The elk's antlers have six branches, which is the big deer, which can grow to fourteen branches. This deer is not only old but also very strong. Such antlers are suitable for specimens hanging in the castle.

Wang Bo waved his hands to the left and right, motioned everyone not to move lightly, then he gently pulled the trigger to load sl8, and whispered to Uncle Bing: "This is me, let me shoot."

Uncle Bing looked at him in shock: "Are you sure? There are two hundred meters left. Can you aim?"

sl8 has a scope, Wang Bo feels he can aim, but he certainly can't hit.

But this is not hunting. He feels that he has trained a lot. How can there be a natural sharpshooter that is not all fed by bullets?

Stretched out on the tree, the elbow of the left arm was propped on the leg, the **** of the sl8 was stretched out on the right chest, breathing deeply on the side, eyes fixed on the big deer who was walking, the fingers of the right hand slowly Triggered ...

"I am a stone, a stone, a stone that does not breathe and has no temperature ..."

Uncle Bing was stunned for a moment when he heard Lao Wang's chanting sound. He turned to look at Lao Wang, the expression on his face was a wonderful one!

The old deer has experience. It is not unreasonable to live until now. Even if the hunters are still two hundred meters away, it still feels. After Wang Bo aimed at it, he suddenly raised his head and was vigilant. Look around.

"Go to your stone, Lao Tzu is a marksman, leave you!"

Pharaoh murmured, pulled the trigger quickly after aiming: "Bang! Bang!"

The two shots sounded almost simultaneously, and Wang Bo was startled and said, "Oh my God, why is this echo so fast?"

As soon as the gunfire sounded, the deer herd ran towards the snow in the east, and the directions were uniform. It was not that the big deer ran away first, but the big deer wrapped the young deer. In this way, it can be seen that this is the regular army in the deer herd, and they should always be together. Life is experienced.

After speaking, Wang Bo raised his binoculars and looked forward. At a glance, the grass-roots snow was empty, and the deer herd ran out, but at the obliquely forward position, a large deer lay with long antlers on his head. Complex, it is the old deer!

(To be continued.)