Rebirth: My 80s

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Li Jiankun and his three companions strolled among the mountains and forests, with the chirping of insects and the sound of birds.

Since he had just dragged her away, Shen Hongyi didn't prepare any food or wine today. She was not in a hurry to make delicious food for Sande and Fugui. She held a dry branch in her hand and fiddled with the dead branches and leaves under the tree from time to time, trying to see if she could pick any mushrooms.

"what?"

She suddenly stopped, stared at a patch of lush green grass not far away, and asked curiously, "Is that Ula grass?"

Li Jiankun walked closer, took a look, and nodded, saying, "Well, the people in the Northeast call it '靰鞡草', and it is known as one of the three treasures of Guanzhong along with ginseng and sable fur."

Shen Hongyi chuckled and said, "Then should I pick some?"

Without waiting for Li Jiankun to reply, Chen Yajun laughed and said, "Do you think you can use it after you pick it like this? The mountain people pick it and dry it first, then use it to weave boots, make straw mattresses and so on. These are all technical jobs. Do you know how to do it?"

Jin Biao said, "Okay, stop picking. I'll buy you a complete set of supplies for the elm grass later."

The two have been staying in the Northeast for many years. Although they have always been in the limelight, they still have some understanding of the local living customs and traditional culture.

Shen Hongyi did not refuse. Her father was disabled in both legs and suffered from many diseases.

It is said that the herb has many functions such as dispelling cold and keeping warm, promoting blood circulation and activating collaterals, and improving immunity.

Duan is a good baby.

However, even if she didn't pick it, she wanted to study it for a while, as it was the first time she had seen it in her life.

There was a tree stump nearby, and she walked over and was about to sit down.

"Don't sit down!"

Li Jiankun and the two generals Hengha said in unison.

Shen Hongyi was shocked.

Chen Yajun looked at Li Jiankun in surprise and asked, "You also understand this?"

Li Jiankun laughed and said, "What's not in the books? I just read a lot of books."

Shen Hongyi scratched her head. She had never seen it in the book. She didn't know why the three of them were yelling at her...

Jin Biao raised his hand and motioned Li Jiankun to explain.

"Two reasons."

Li Jiankun pointed at the tree stump next to Shen Hongyi and said:

"1. Northeastern people believe that tree stumps in the mountains are the stools of mountain gods or ghosts. Sitting on them is disrespectful. Mountain dwellers usually won't sit on them no matter how tired they are when they enter the mountains.

There are many taboos like this. For example, lumberjacks and ginseng pickers have to worship gods and ghosts before starting work. It's all mysterious and no one can tell for sure.

"2. According to science, tree stumps are moist and can easily breed bacteria. Snakes and insects like to make tree stumps their home. If you sit on them rashly, you may not only get infected with germs, but you may also get stung."

Chen Yajun gave a thumbs up, indicating a perfect answer.

Shen Hongyi suddenly realized and took a few small steps and hurried away from the tree stump.

The four continued to move forward. Shen Hongyi became curious about the taboos in the mountains and kept asking the three for advice.

Just as they were discussing the traditional ghost and god culture of Northeast China.

Outside the wooden house, which was several hundred meters away from them.

On the rammed earth courtyard in front of the door.

But the atmosphere was tense.

There were several well-dressed young men, each holding a rifle, and two of them were accompanied by female companions - although they were wearing hiking clothes, they still had exquisite makeup, permed wool curls, and fair skin and beautiful looks.

In later generations, such girls were called "ladies".

The difference is that unlike many counterfeit and shoddy products in later generations, these two are genuine and authentic.

Several young men with guns spread out in a fan shape, surrounding the wooden house.

There were two people, one standing and one sitting in the encirclement.

Fugui clenched his fists and tried his best to protect his master.

Uncle Sande was still lying in the rocking chair, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Are you this stupid guy's grandfather?"

"It doesn't matter who he is, as long as he is an elder in the family."

"Hey, old man, don't accuse us of bullying others. Tell me what's going on."

This group of young men and women came from far away and did not want to return empty-handed.

However, after coming here for several days, all the prey we have hunted are common animals such as mountain jumpers and deer roe deer.

This is far from their expectations.

Before coming here, they were still excited about hunting bears, wild boars, and even tigers.

They thought their luck was improving this morning, as they spotted a sable.

After a burst of random gunfire, even if the beast was not hit, it was at least grazed by bullets and its movements were slowed down.

So they ran after him madly all the way - people like them, had they ever done such a hard job in their lives?

With victory in sight, the sable was clearly at the end of its strength.

Suddenly there was a movement in the forest, as if a large wild animal had appeared.

Several people were surprised and happy, and their attention was distracted.

In just a short while, the sable ran away, but then I heard a human voice. The large beast I was expecting did not appear, but a big fool appeared.

Giving them a silly smile.

Are you angry?

Under their questioning, Fugui answered all their questions and told them that he lived in the mountains and had the duty of guarding the mountain. He also appealed to their emotions and reason to let them know that sables were the spirits of Changbai Mountain and that hunting them was unlucky.

This did not fool them.

Locals call sable "big leaf", which is a nickname of affection.

This little elf is not only cute in appearance, but also completely harmless to humans. It has large leaves and a wide range of diets. In the summer, it eats berry plants such as blueberry, bird cherry, and mountain ash, followed by various rodents.

During the cold winter, they feed on the carcasses of ungulates that have died naturally.

Does he look like a little forest guard?

There is also a beautiful legend about sable——

If someone is frozen to death in the mountains, they will crawl onto their chest to keep them warm until they are about to wake up, and then quietly leave.

The sable's fur is "black with needles", with shiny and straight needle hairs and soft and fluffy undercoat. The amount of undercoat per unit area is the largest among terrestrial animals.

Therefore, sable fur is known as the "king of furs".

But Fugui knew that this was not a legend.

His master told him that when he was still a baby and was abandoned on the mountain, a sable kept him warm, otherwise he would have frozen to death.

However, these nobles simply couldn't listen.

Knowing that he had lived in the mountains for a long time and seeing that he was so strong and sturdy, they guessed that he must be a good hunter, so they asked him to compensate them with a sable skin.

Fugui would rather cut his own throat than hunt sables, so where would the skins be given to them?

The stalemate continued, and Fugui told them that he lived nearby.

So this group of people came over and the current situation was created.

"Let me ask my apprentice to apologize to you?" Master Sande said, glancing at the few people.

"That's useless!"

Uncle Sande spread his hands and said, "You can see that we are penniless and cannot afford to pay.

"And to be honest, even if my apprentice hadn't shown up, you wouldn't have been able to hunt that sable."

"You fart!"

Fugui Jin Gang glared at the person who was speaking and shouted, "Watch your mouth."

"Hey, hey, you're still angry?"

Several people were furious, and even the two girls frowned.

In their opinion, it was outrageous that this big idiot ruined their good deeds and did not even have a good attitude.

One of the young men stepped forward and sneered:

“In fact, I didn’t intend to embarrass poor people like you.

"Even if we can't compensate you for the sable fur, it doesn't matter, as long as you have an attitude of admitting your mistakes. You have lived in the mountains for a long time, so you must be very familiar with the nearby mountains and forests. Take us to hunt an animal of similar quality, and this matter will be over.

"Oh, you big fool, if you talk like that... I'm really going to get serious with you today.

"No compensation, no way."

Fugui hummed, "We don't have sable fur, you can do whatever you want."

"If not, then go hunt for me!"

Fugui said: "What if I don't?"

The young man who spoke raised his gun.

Master Sande frowned and said, "Young man, this world is governed by the law."

"Haha, don't worry, I won't kill him."

The young man said with a playful expression: "But, believe it or not, I can kill him and nothing will happen to him?"

The silly look on Fugui's face disappeared, replaced by a fierce look, and he said word by word: "You try it."

The two sides were only a few meters apart.

This guy is not an expert with a gun either.

He was confident that he could knock the other man down before he pulled the trigger.

The only trouble was that he had companions, and each of those men had a gun.

"Okay."

The young man with the gun stuck out his tongue, licked the corner of his lips, slowly moved his finger towards the trigger, and moved the muzzle of the gun down to Fugui's leg.

Fugui seemed not to move, but in fact his body's center of gravity was sinking, his right heel was off the ground, and the sole of his foot was three-quarters into the ground, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.

"slow!"

At this critical moment, Master Sande said, "There are some old things in the house. You may like them. Take them away if you like."

The young man holding the gun took his finger off the trigger, glanced at Fugui and said, "Xiao Za, learn more. Your master's skills are enough for you to learn for a lifetime."

Fugui couldn't refute this.

Another young man asked, "Old things? How old?"

They are also very interested in this kind of stuff.

When you go out for fun, always remember to be careful.

Mainly old men like it.

Master Sande closed his eyes and said, "More than a hundred years."

"Tsk, isn't that clear at best? What's so rare about it?"

"Let's go and have a look. This old man is quite interesting. He lives in seclusion. It's hard to say."

Following a shout from their companions, three young men walked towards the wooden house together.

Fugui wanted to step forward to stop them, but was stopped by Master Sande.

"Master!"

Fugui knew what the old things his master was talking about were, a few ancient books, which his master regarded as treasures.

"It doesn't matter. It's all in my mind." There was no trace of heartache on Uncle Sande's face.

"But……"

"Be obedient, we can't afford to offend these people."

Fugui gritted his teeth.

A loud laugh came to my ears.

"Just know."

"Old man, you have something."

"You have a good eye."

The two girls' bell-like laughter was particularly pleasant to the ears.

However, it was like a needle pricking Fugui's ears.

His master taught him since he was young that we now live in a society ruled by law, everyone is equal, and if a prince breaks the law, he will be punished the same as a commoner, so he must not act rashly. He knew that there was a wild beast hidden in his body, so he constantly restrained him.

This is equality for all?!

He was just protecting a small animal that was becoming increasingly rare.

Why should I be treated like this?

How could someone destroy him and not be punished?

Can't figure it out.

Fugui was depressed and couldn't figure it out no matter what!