Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Twenty minutes later, Liu Xialian returned to the house with a piece of cloth: "Found it, someone was injured."

Li Shaoling's hand holding the cigarette froze. What a strange man! He couldn't help but admit it.

"How can your eagle be so powerful? It's incredible, so powerful that it's terrifying."

"That's called professionalism. You guys go into the mountains early tomorrow morning and follow the route I planned. It's about thirty miles, and we should be there by noon."

"Okay, no problem. The hardest part about finding someone is finding them. Once we find them, we will just go in and bring them out. The wolves are not a big problem. They will run away by themselves if the firepower is strong." Li Shaoling said happily.

Liu Xialian called Zhao Hua out and said, "Go back to Lijiatun and ask Village Chief Li to bring over the militia tomorrow. There will be dozens of carriages and a hundred people. Add the more than a hundred people from Zhaojiatun, and we will have to get at least two or three hundred people to search the mountains. Each person will get five yuan, with food provided."

"Well, if there are too many people going into the mountains, it's easy for trouble to happen."

"We won't go into the mountains. We'll just set up tents in the south of the village, set up a big iron pot, kill a pig and cook, and then just take a walk in the woods in the east. They offered 200,000 yuan, but when they saw that we only sent out five or six people, they were not happy to give us the money."

"Okay, you're thoughtful. This is just like unlocking a door. You must collect money first. Because it's opened too quickly, I don't even want to pay after seeing it. Then I'll go."

Actually, the village has a telephone connection, but I still went there in person to make things clear. The village chief in Zhaojiagou is also one of us, but the village is small, so at most he can gather a hundred or so young and strong people.

The next morning, at dawn, Li Shaoling led the team, Zhao Hua, Li Daniu, Daya, and Erya. They brought six armored hunting dogs and five pack horses that were good at walking on mountain roads. The group was fully armed and headed east along the woods.

We didn't hunt or collect herbs along the way, but we walked very fast. The northern side of the slope was relatively flat, but the snow was quite deep, reaching up to the ankles in most places, and the low-lying areas were deep enough to bury people.

Most of the time, the Saker Falcon rested in the trees, occasionally helping them point the way. If the Saker Falcon could speak, it would definitely curse. The distance it flew over with one wing took these rookies six or seven hours to walk. The mountain roads were really too strenuous. And climbing mountains was extremely physically demanding. Fortunately, these five people were not ordinary people, otherwise they really couldn't do it.

After breakfast, the army from Lijiatun arrived, led by the village chief. There were thirty horse-drawn carriages and nearly two hundred people. Zhaojiagou sent out about a hundred people.

The preparations were quite complete, including a shed for weddings and funerals, a large iron stove, firewood, a folding table, and small stools.

Liu Xialian also prepared all the ingredients, including two pigs, 400 kilograms of meat, 30 fresh carps, 30 roosters, Chinese cabbage, tofu, vermicelli, and dried and fresh vegetables. She also hired more than ten cooks and helpers from the village.

The chef asked Liu Xialian: "What is the standard? How do you serve this dish?"

"It will be noon in a few hours, so everyone should have a bowl of the big pot dish. The feast will start early in the afternoon, so there will be at least eight dishes, two bottles of wine and two boxes of cigarettes per table."

"Okay, we'll do whatever you arrange."

The chef was chopping the cabbage and starting to cook a big pot of food.

Village Chief Li scratched his head and said, "Xia Lian, what's going on? I don't think this is right. It doesn't seem like saving someone, but more like getting married."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Hundreds of people are searching the mountain. The food and fodder must go before the troops move. How can we do that without enough food and water?"

"Yes, there must be someone to lead so many people, otherwise it will be a mess and difficult to handle."

When the two village chiefs met, it was found that Village Chief Li had more seniority.

Village Chief Li suggested: "Leave 30 people to help wash the dishes, and the others will follow me into the mountains."

If we talk about the show, it had to be done by Village Chief Li. More than 300 people were searching all over the mountain. When Boss Chen and Chen Fan's father Chen Dong came over, they saw hundreds of people searching the mountain and were so moved that they shed tears.

Chen Dong was about fifty years old, and he looked like a successful person in a high position, and he also looked like a foreign businessman. The two bodyguards accompanying him were skinny, but they looked like experts.

Boss Chen asked, "Xia Lian, what's going on? Any news? Chen Fan's father is worried."

Liu Xia Lian comforted him, "Don't worry, my falcon has brought back their notes from the mountains, take a look."

Liu Xia Lian handed the note to Chen Dong. Chen Dong saw that it was indeed his son's handwriting, so he felt relieved that he was not dead.

"Thank you, Director Liu. Your appeal is incredible."

"You should go back to the county. The houses in the village are cold. If you get hurt by the cold, you'll need treatment. Leave this to me. I think I can get the person out tomorrow."

Chen Dong ate a big pot of food here and took a bus back to the county town, because he couldn't help here and would only cause trouble. Liu Xialian promised that she would send him to the county town as soon as he came out.

Besides, Chen Fan and his group, according to common sense, there are seven people, and four of them are hired hunters. The problem lies with the four hunters. They are hunters in the county, that is, laid-off workers who have no jobs and go into the mountains with guns to hunt. Usually, the four of them hunt pheasants, rabbits, and occasionally wild boars. City people are naturally better at socializing than rural people, and they have better ability to deceive. It just so happened that Chen Fan was looking for a guide, and the four of them volunteered to go into the mountains to make money.

Once we entered the mountains, we were completely lost. It was completely different from the small woods in the suburbs. All four hunting rifles were civilian versions, with a short range of 20 to 30 meters, and a slow rate of fire. Fortunately, they were all locals, wearing thick enough clothes, so they didn't freeze to death.

Three days ago, the group continued to move forward according to Chen Fan's request, but unexpectedly encountered two wolves. Considering that wolf skins were quite expensive in this season, a hunter fired two shots, killing one wolf and the other ran away.

I was skinning people when hundreds of wolves came.

There were seven people in the group, two were killed and eaten by wolves, and two of the remaining five were injured. They fled into a small cave in a panic and happened to block the entrance, thus saving their lives.

Chen Fan did not go into the mountains for adventure on a whim. By chance, he got a map, the treasure map of the Kwantung Army. When the Russian army sent troops to the Northeast, the Kwantung Army was on the verge of defeat, so they hid dozens of tons of gold in Changbai Mountain. Whether or not the gold was hidden and where it was hidden is only a legend. This map was probably drawn by someone who was bored for fun.

But some people took it seriously. Chen Fan's family was rich overseas, but this branch of his family was average, which led to the farce of this expedition.

Just after noon, Li Shaoling gave a hand signal and everyone stopped. They had walked about thirty miles and each of them took a rest with their guns. Traveling in the snow in the mountains was very tiring, and even strong men could not bear it. The six hunting dogs were divided into two groups, guarding the front and back. The Gerschners in front were almost asleep in the trees. This guide was too labor-saving. It flapped its wings and flew away, and the five people had to walk for a long time.