I dig ancient tombs for the country

Miyamoto Ichiro stared at me intently with his pair of small black beans, staring at me made my scalp tingle for a while, but I can't lose to the Japanese in momentum, so I looked straight into his gaze as if nothing had happened.

"How do you plan to prevent it?" Miyamoto Ichiro still stared at me covetously.

I straightened my back: "Of course I used snake-repelling medicine! I just brought some medicine with me when I came out this time, but not that much. I think there are snake-repelling herbs on this mountain, why don't you let Hongmao and I pick some?" Come back and sprinkle it around the tent so that the snakes will not dare to attack us."

Ichiro Miyamoto pondered for a while: "Okay, I will leave this matter to you two, and I will send a team to protect you."

Protect?Hmph, not trying to spy on the two of us, but as long as there is a chance to go out.

"Thank you, Mr. Miyamoto." I exited the tent where he lived, almost jumped up in excitement, and finally had the opportunity to conduct field surveys.

The red hair and I carried a small backpack and took a small shovel to look for herbs in the mountains.Followed by a few Japanese, they chattered all the way, I don't know what they are arguing about?

There are many coniferous forests on the mountainside, and the vegetation is very thick. When we step on it, it is as soft and comfortable as stepping on cotton.Since it had just rained, there was green everywhere, and the fresh air carried a scent of rhododendrons.

We moved forward along a mountain ridge. Along the way, Hongmao and I were as excited as birds out of the cage, running around, looking at everything new.Those Japanese people quit and made a lot of noise with us.I pointed to a clump of lush grass on the top of the cliff: "That's the herb for repelling snakes. You go up and pick it, and go back as soon as you finish picking it."

A few Japanese looked at us suspiciously, meaning why don't you go?I smiled shyly and said, "It's too high, we can't climb it, so I'm going to trouble everyone."

Finally, after negotiation, they sent three people to dig herbs on the top of the cliff, and the other three people watched the two of us from below.

I cursed these little devils secretly in my heart, my vigilance is quite high, but if you want to play tricks on me, you are still too tender.

When the three Japanese climbed to the top of the cliff, I winked at Hongmao and quietly gestured to him. Hongmao immediately understood my intention.

"Aiyo, aiyo." Hongmao squatted on the ground clutching his stomach, his face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.I hurried forward: "What's wrong with you?"

"I, I seem to have a bad stomach and want to take a shit."

"Then hurry up, why are you dawdling here?"

Just as Hong Mao was about to leave, a Japanese stopped him and pointed to another Japanese to follow Hong Mao.Hongmao grinned with an exaggerated expression, as if he was going to pull it on his pants in a second.

The Japanese followed Hongmao step by step, they turned around the mountain ridge and disappeared.I was under the cliff, looking at the remaining two Japanese: "Taijun, you see there is also a clump of herbs, you two go to pick the herbs?"

The Japanese shake their heads like rattles.I looked at them with dissatisfaction: "You don't want to go to me, isn't it just that taller? Coward." As I said that, I was about to climb up, but one of the Japanese stopped me and pointed at another person, so that I could climb up. he goes.That person climbed up reluctantly.

I couldn't help but want to laugh, this group of pigs, I can't beat you to death.

At this moment, only me and a Japanese were left under the cliff. He kept looking around, hoping that their companions would finish picking herbs quickly.The sky had begun to darken slowly, and the surrounding area was covered with a thin layer of black veil.

At this time, I heard a cry from the other side of the mountain ridge: "Come quickly! Someone fell into the pit."

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Hongmao had succeeded. The Japanese hurriedly pulled me and ran to the side of the mountain ridge. You go and have a look first."

Seeing my distressed look, the Japanese believed it was true, and immediately ran to the scene of the accident.

I sat on the ground and looked at the few Japanese on the cliff boredly, and suddenly I had a plan. I quickly took out a handful of iron thorns from my backpack, quickly sprinkled these iron thorns under the cliff, and covered them A thick layer of leaves.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the Japanese people hurried down the mountain after picking the herbs.I rubbed my feet with a bitter face, and kept shouting in my mouth: "It hurts me to death, oh, what a bad luck."

Immediately afterwards, there was a howling sound, and the four Japanese rolled on the ground with their feet in their arms.I hurriedly limped forward: "Taijun, what's wrong with you? Could it be that your feet are crooked too?"

Several Japanese angrily pulled out the barbed wire from their feet, their faces full of anger.The four of them grabbed the backpack I was carrying at almost the same time, and "huh-la-la" turned upside down.

I grabbed my backpack in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? You guys want to have another big raid by the devils. I don't have anything valuable in this bag."

The Japanese wanted to cry looking at the mess of gadgets, the barbed wire in the bag was long gone.Hmph, if you want to catch me, wait for the next life!

"Help! Help!" A shout came from the mountain ridge, and it sounded like a red-haired man.I couldn't help being surprised, did the red hair miss?Shouldn't it?

When the Japanese heard the shout, they didn't care about the pain in their feet. They limped and ran towards the corner of the mountain ridge. I ran behind and shouted: "We will be there soon, what's the matter with you guys?" !"

Turning around the mountain ridge, there is no one here.I couldn't help wondering secretly, what the hell is the red hair doing?

I pointed to the front: "Will it be in the front?"

A few Japanese looked around suspiciously, and pointed at me: "Your, go and see and work." I stared at them reluctantly, and shouted as I walked, "Hongmao, where are you?" ?”

At this moment, a humming sound was heard, and several Japanese looked for the sound. Not far away, there was a trap dug by a hunter, surrounded by thick fallen leaves. Will catch up.

The trap was quite deep, more than ten meters long, and Hongmao and the two Japanese were sitting in the trap, crying bitterly. The faces of the two Japanese seemed to be scratched by a stone, dripping with blood, and looked miserable.

After a lot of effort, the four Japanese people pulled the three of them up, and the red hair had a bitter face: "It's really unlucky, the last wc fell into the pit, and almost broke his leg .”

The two Japanese were even worse. Their noses and faces were bruised and their lower legs seemed to be broken.

Miyamoto Ichiro's face was livid, and he slapped the temporary desk angrily and growled: "You idiots, digging up a single herb will injure the entire army. You are not allowed to eat tonight, and everyone will stand guard for me."

Walking out of the tent, looking at those little devils in a state of distress, I was so happy, sweeter than drinking honey.