"Ah...I really can't walk anymore...I want to choose a dog leash!"
Gu Lang was lying on a huge rocky slope in the woods, looking at the sky above his head and muttering to himself.
Wang Ping was chasing in the right direction, and Gu Lang had indeed heard the sound of water before him and rushed all the way to the ridge.
However, looking at the steep slope of nearly 80 degrees, someone really didn't have the courage to go down the mountain, so he went back the same way, trying to find a place with a gentler slope.
The result, of course, was that the horse died after trying to climb the mountain. The slope was found, but it was even more difficult to get down than the previous steep slope.
The slope where Gu Lang was located was on the east side of the Jishuitan Valley and was the flattest part of the mountain.
I don't know why there is such a huge slope hundreds of meters long in this deep mountain. It looks like a huge shovel has plowed the entire soil layer of this hillside, exposing the rocks under the soil. If you look at it as a whole, the traces of human intervention are obvious.
However, because it had been abandoned for a long time, the slope was covered with fallen leaves and the cracks in the rocks were full of weeds. Someone thought he had found a shortcut down the mountain, but he didn't notice the danger hidden under the fallen leaves. He stepped into the cracks in the rocks and fell hard on the slope. Not only did he break his knee, but he almost sprained his foot.
The result is that when going up and down this slope, you have to test every step, not only to find the cracks in the rocks that you can't step on, but also to avoid stepping on the moss on the rock surface under the leaves.
After walking only a few dozen meters, someone fell down on the slope and gasped for breath.
"Gu Lang, get up quickly! We are in this deep forest and we don't know what kind of dangers there may be. We can't stay here!" A little man said in his mind, pinching his waist.
"Can't you see he's so tired? He needs to recover his strength first. Otherwise, if he keeps going down the mountain like this, what if he runs out of energy and falls to his death?"
Suddenly another villain appeared and began to refute.
"You're talking nonsense! What's so dangerous about going down the mountain? He's just lazy!" the villain cursed.
"Why are you so cold? I'm just too tired! What's the big deal about taking a break?"
The two villains were arguing with each other, making someone's temple throb.
"Stop making noise!"
Gu Laosan suddenly roared, and the sound spread far away, echoing in the forest. The quarreling sound suddenly disappeared, leaving only the tinnitus in the ears as if there was no oxygen.
"Well... I'll rest for a while... just a while..." Gu Lang let out a long sigh and murmured, his eyelids beginning to feel heavy.
At the foot of the mountain, next to the pond that someone has been thinking about.
Wang Ping stood on a rock beside the pool and looked up at the surroundings. The roar of the small waterfall resounded through the water, and the splashing mist enveloped the pool.
The area of the pool is not big, only about 5 meters square. But judging from the color, it is a rare deep pool. The water from the opposite mountain top will circle in the pool and flow to the west and south along the terrain.
Behind Wang Ping, under a willow tree by the pond, was a waist bag containing a drone.
Not seeing Gu Laosan, Wang Ping sighed, turned back to the tree, and took the ginseng out of his bag.
Finding someone is important, but you can't go hungry all the time.
Back at the pond, Wang Ping stood on a rock, stuck his butt out, soaked the ginseng in the water and shook it to wash off the dirt on the surface.
The deep part of the pool was a dark black color, and the bottom was not visible at all. A badger estimated that it was probably more than ten meters deep, and even if a dozen Gu Laosan were thrown in, they might not reach the bottom.
But just when the ginseng was almost washed, a shadow seemed to swim across the water.
"Are there any fish?"
Wang Ping's stomach began to growl again.
Compared to eating small animals like squirrels and rabbits raw, Wang Ping was much less averse to eating fish raw. After all, he had eaten a lot of sashimi in restaurants even when he was not on a mission.
"If I had known this would happen, I should have asked Gu Lao San to bring a bottle of vinegar or mustard before we set off."
Wang Ping sat on a rock holding the ginseng and soaked his paws, which were covered with dirt and fallen leaves, in water. Then he plucked off the green stems at the top of the ginseng rhizome, put the washed white ginseng into his mouth, and took a bite.
"Hmm, it's quite crisp..."
A badger was chewing the ginseng in its mouth as if it were chewing a carrot, making a "crunching" sound.
“The taste is average... a bit bland..."
Shaking his head, Wang Ping saw the green stem placed next to him and reached out to grab it.
After gently sniffing the red ginseng seeds on the top, the badger stuck out its pink tongue, hooked one, and put it into its mouth.
"Huh? It smells sweet..."
Just like that, the badger took a bite of ginseng and ate a ginseng seed as if it were a seasoning. Soon, the ginseng that was almost as long as his arm was completely eaten.
"Hiccup~~"
Holding the bare stalk with one paw, Wang Ping rubbed his stomach with the other and couldn't help burping.
"It's weird. It's not even as big as a carrot and it's vegetarian. Why do I feel so full..."
The badger scratched the white hair on his head, confused. At the same time, because his stomach was a little bloated, his desire to eat sashimi faded a lot.
"Gurgle..."
Just as he was about to turn around, his stomach started to growl again. But this time it wasn't because he was hungry. Wang Ping stood on the stone in a daze, feeling the feeling of a flower wanting to bloom, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Isn't ginseng a tonic? Why did I have diarrhea after eating it
At this time, in the east, three figures crossed the ridge, emerged from the woods, and stood at the top of the slope where Gu Lang was lying.
The leader was a middle-aged man with phoenix eyes and a beard. His face was etched with blush and wrinkles from years of exposure to the wind and sun on the grassland. Behind him, there were two young men in their thirties. Behind the three of them, they all carried a large basket with an opaque woven bag inside.
The appearance and body shape of these three people all have typical characteristics of the ancient Meng people. However, most of the people living under this mountain range are ethnic minorities. If they are not Meng people, they are Oroqen people or Ewenki people. There is nothing strange about it.
However, the difference was that all three of them had a Menggu waist knife hanging on their waists. The middle-aged man in the lead even had a double-barreled shotgun on his back.
After brushing off the grass stems and leaves that were stuck on their bodies and about to go down the slope, the leading man raised his arm and stopped the two people behind him.
"Someone is here!" A cute word that was different from Chinese pronunciation came out of the man's mouth.
“Swish!”
A young man behind him immediately drew the knife from his waist.
"What are you doing? Are you sick? Put it away!" the middle-aged man scolded, and then the three of them carefully walked along the ramp and came to Gu Lang's side.
"Looks like a lost traveler."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man bent down, wanting to pat Gu Lang. Then he remembered something, stood up, took out the hunting rifle from his back, stuffed it into the basket on his back, and covered it with a woven bag. Then he squatted beside Gu Lang, patted his face, and shouted in Mandarin with a Northeastern accent: "Brother, wake up!"
"Um… ?"
Gu Laosan opened his eyes blankly, subconsciously raised his hand to block the sunlight above his head, and muttered, "Who is it... Stop it, I'll sleep a little longer..."
The middle-aged man and the two young men behind him looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
What the hell, what's with this guy's expression as if he's taking a nap on his own bed? Is he sleeping like a fool