Siheyuan: I found a wife right after I crossed over

Yang Chong didn't carry the bag again today.

As a time traveler with a system in his possession, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the system if he carried the bag?

The system rewarded me with a god-level hunter skill, but I haven’t tried it yet and don’t know if it works well.

Since it is a hunter skill, as the name suggests, it is used for hunting. Yang Chong went directly to the bus station and took the bus to Beishan.

Beishan is seventy or eighty miles away from Sijiu City. There are mountains that stretch for dozens of miles. There are all kinds of prey in the mountains, enough to try out your hunting skills.

At the foot of the mountain is Yangjia Village, Yang Chong's hometown. I remember that when I was a child, I often followed my grandfather to the mountains to hunt, and it was a good opportunity to go back and see what my hometown looked like.

The bus took more than an hour to travel a distance of seventy or eighty miles on a road. The speed of cars in that era cannot be compared with that of later generations.

Yangjia Village is also the final stop of this bus. When we finally arrived at the entrance of Yangjia Village, only Yang Chong and another old man in his fifties or sixties were left on the bus.

The old man slept all the way until the car stopped and the driver shouted, "Yang Laochuan, wake up, don't sleep anymore, we're home!"

Then he said to Yang Chong, "Young man, are you going back to the city this afternoon? If so, remember that the last bus is at four o'clock. If you miss it, there will be no more buses."

Yang Chong nodded: "Okay, got it, thank you, Master."

"We're here already?" The old man named Yang Laochuan opened his eyes dazedly, then quickly stood up and called to the driver: "Master Liu, let's go, we're home, let's go home and have a meal before coming back."

The two people seemed to be familiar with each other. The driver chuckled and said, "No, Lao Yang, if I go to your house and don't cook for me, won't your wife kick me out?"

It was true. The disasters were so severe these days that people couldn't even fill their stomachs. Who had extra food to cook? Moreover, this was a rural area. The villagers even stripped the bark off the trees at the entrance of the village. Life was so difficult.

Yang Laochuan chuckled and did not deny it. He picked up the sack on the ground, put it on his shoulder, waved his hand and got out of the car.

Yang Chong also got out of the car. Yang Laochuan looked at him in surprise: "Young man, you are not from a nearby village, right? Are you looking for someone in Yangjia Village?"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned, looked at Yang Chong in surprise, and then tried to ask: "Are you Chongzi from a big country?"

Yang Chong smiled and nodded: "Second uncle, do you still remember me?"

Yang Laochuan's face flushed with excitement. He threw down the sack on his shoulder and ran over, hugging Yang Chong tightly: "How could I not remember you? I have raised you from childhood to adulthood. I remember every hair on your body clearly. Even if you turn into ashes, I will recognize you!"

He let go of Yang Chong's hand and looked at him in surprise: "Where are your parents? Why did you come back alone? Since your family moved to the city, you haven't been back to the village for at least five or six years, right?"

Yang Chong nodded: "Yes, it has been five or six years. Uncle, how is your family doing?"

Yang Laochuan sighed: "What else can I do? It's good enough not to starve to death these days. By the way, kid, tell me, where are your parents? Why didn't they come back with you?"

Yang Chong said, "Uncle, I came back to the village this time because my family couldn't afford to eat, so I wanted to go to the mountains behind to hunt some rabbits and pheasants. I remember you have a hunting rifle at home, can you lend it to me?"

Yang Laochuan said with tears and laughter: "Of course I have a hunting rifle. My hunting rifle is hanging at home. But it's useless. These two years are not like before. People have nothing to eat now. They have already hunted down all the game. I'm afraid you've come here for nothing."

Yang Chong's heart skipped a beat after hearing these words. He thought, has his trip been in vain? Or, are the skills rewarded to him by the system going to become useless?

But he still said, "Since I'm here, I might as well give it a try. What if I'm lucky enough to find it?"

Yang Laochuan laughed: "Okay, if you want to try, then try. I'll go home and get you a shotgun. Even if you don't get the shot, it's okay. Come to my house for dinner."

Yang Chong smiled, shook the cloth bag in his hand and said, "It's okay, uncle, you don't have to worry about the meal. My wife brought some food when I came."

Yang Laochuan said in surprise: "Chongzi, you are married? Great, great!"

As he spoke, he brought Yang Chong to his home. There was no one at home, not even Yang Laochuan's wife and daughter.

Yang Laochuan took off the hunting rifle and handed some ammunition to Yang Chong, reminding him, "Do you know how to use it? Do you want me to teach you how to use it? You have to be careful with this thing. Don't miss the rabbit and get yourself hurt. How can I explain to your parents then?"

Yang Chong smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle. I have been able to do this since I was a child. Have you forgotten it?"

Yang Laochuan nodded: "Okay, then you should be careful."

After leaving Yang Laochuan's house, Yang Chong went straight to the back mountain with his hunting rifle on his back.

When he was a child, he often followed his grandfather to the mountains to hunt, so he was very familiar with the way up the mountain. He did not go to the mountain in front, but went straight through the valley and went directly to a mountain behind.

If what Yang Laochuan said was true, then the prey on the mountain ahead must have been killed by others. He didn't want to go there and waste his energy. However, this mountain was rarely visited by people before, so he hoped to get something.

As soon as he entered the mountain, Yang Chong had a different feeling from before.

Walking on the mountain road, he seemed to be able to sense the scent left by the passing prey and wild beasts around him, and he could also distinguish the traces left by various prey.

It can even sense the range of its prey's movements.

It seems that this is all the divine knowledge brought to him by the god-level hunter skills.

He carefully identified the traces and scent of the prey, and soon found a pheasant's nest by following the traces and scent. He stopped about ten meters away from the pheasant's nest.

He took off the hunting rifle from his back, loaded it with ammunition, and then slowly continued to move forward.

After walking a few more meters, the pheasant finally lost its patience and flew out of the nest with a flutter, trying to escape the scene.

But how could Yang Chong let it escape? He immediately raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" A ball of flame spurted out and the bullet accurately hit the pheasant's head.

There was no room for struggle at all, and the pheasant fell headfirst to the ground.

When I walked over to take a look, I saw that the pheasant's head had been rotten, but it looked quite large. When I picked it up and weighed it, it seemed to weigh about six or seven pounds.

These days, a pheasant weighing six or seven pounds is definitely considered large.

And he was able to shoot the pheasant down with one shot in the head. It seems that this god-level hunter skill is not an exaggeration.

Yang Chong happily stuffed the pheasant into his personal space and continued looking for prey.

With the experience of successfully killing his first prey, he became more confident in himself.

In less than an hour, he successfully found three pheasants and two rabbits and killed them one by one.

It was only noon, and his space was already filled with six prey.