Because of this little episode, Gu Lang stopped talking and looked at the bushes opposite with Damuge. It felt like a weasel had come into the chicken coop, which made everyone confused.
Gu Laosan seemed to have thought of something. His face changed, and he couldn't suppress his joy. He stood up quickly and shouted loudly, "Boss, is that you?"
During this journey, what Gu Lao San was most worried about was not getting lost, but getting separated from a badger. Gu Lang was even ready to contact a rescue team to "find the badger" as soon as he got down the mountain.
"Boss? Who is it? Your companion?" Damuge also stood up and asked, but his feet quietly moved away from Gu Lang and at the same time touched the hilt of the knife at his waist.
Gu Laosan was completely focused on the situation on the other side, and didn't notice the tense atmosphere around him. Damuge's question went in through his right ear, bypassed his brain, and went out through his left ear.
On the north side of the pond, a young man who had walked through the dense wormwood bushes stood up under a tree opposite and shook his head towards this side. He said a few cute words that Gu Laosan couldn't understand.
"What did he say?" Gu Lang turned around and looked at Damuge.
"Hmm..." Damuge's face was a little gloomy at this time. He squinted his eyes and looked at someone, then said: "He said, there is no one over there!... What you just called was 'Boss'? Who is that?"
Disappointment quickly appeared on his face. Gu Lang sighed and sat down again. Damuge, who was already getting impatient, asked again before he said, "He is the pet I brought to the mountain. His name is Lao Da. He ran away when we met the black bear before..."
"pet?"
Damuge was obviously stunned and it took him a while to react. He thought it was probably a dog that someone had brought up the mountain.
He heaved a sigh of relief, winked at another young man behind Gu Lang, then Damuge stepped forward and squatted beside someone, patted Gu Lang on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, dogs can smell anything, as long as he's not dead, they will come to find him!"
"die?"
Gu Laosan was stunned and looked at Damuge in surprise: "Why do you say that?"
"What?" Damuge frowned slightly and asked in a slightly sarcastic tone: "Do you think it can escape from Hei Xiazi? Besides, your master is still in the mountains."
“This…” Gu Laosan stood there, his face turning pale.
Shaking his head and ignoring someone, Damuge turned to look across and found that the young man by the pond was still looking around and refused to come back, so he shouted in cute language: "Nakutu, what are you still doing over there?"
"Uncle," the young man turned around and raised a feather, saying in a cute voice, "I just saw something dragging that wood stork into the forest. I'm going to bring it back for a snack!"
"Dragged into the woods?"
Damuge pondered for a moment, then shouted hastily, "It might be a yellow fox, don't mess with that thing, come back quickly!"
The young man was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, pursed his lips and muttered something, then turned around and walked back.
In the grass not far from his feet, Wang Ping was lying on the ground, staring at someone with his little eyes without blinking.
Under him, his two little paws tightly covered the woodpecker's beak, while his body pressed down on its wings, allowing the bird's two claws to scratch the ground continuously.
The badger felt a familiar feeling in Nakutu. It was not his temperament or anything else, but Wang Ping's sensitivity as an animal made him strongly repel this person.
Gu Lao San was still squatting there, worrying, when he heard the sound of a lighter behind him. He turned around and saw the young man who had returned, standing behind him and talking to another young man. Both of them had a lit cigarette in their hands.
"Hello!"
Gu Lang stood up in a hurry, frowned and said, "Put out the cigarette quickly! Did you know that this is the Greater Khingan Range?"
"?*g%d..."
The two of them glanced at Gu Lang, sneered, and continued their conversation without paying any attention.
"Hello? I'm talking to you two, didn't you hear me?" Gu Lang said as he was about to reach out to take the cigarette from Nakutu's hand.
"!!"
Nakutu waved his hand to open Gu Lang's hand, widened his eyes, raised his hand and pushed Gu Lang, almost pushing someone into the pool.
“Nakutu!” Damuge stood up and waved his hand to stop him, then pulled Gu Lang, who looked unhappy, over, squinting his eyes and whispering with a half-smile: “Little brother, just take care of yourself!”
"you…"
Gu Lang's expression froze, he glanced at Damuge who was smiling but not really smiling, then looked at the two young men who looked disdainful. His brain suddenly came alive at this moment, and all the behaviors of these people along the way began to emerge in his mind.
In particular, the three backpacks on the ground were covered with a layer of wormwood by the two young men and placed under their feet, watching them at all times.
"What... are you doing? Aren't you mountain folks who come here to collect mountain products?" someone suddenly said in a cold voice.
“Fuck!”
Holding the still struggling woodpecker, Wang Ping, who had just sneaked over and hid in the bushes, covered his face with his claws.
"Gu Laosan, you are a moron!"
In fact, Gu Lang regretted it as soon as he said it.
If it was just a misunderstanding, it would be fine, and the worst that could happen would be a bad ending. But if he was a pessimist and guessed something, then what he said just now would be a trap for himself.
Sure enough, as Gu Lang finished speaking, three pairs of eyes stared at him. Damuge's smile also disappeared, and there seemed to be murderous intent in his eyes.
"Brother, we are just casual acquaintances. I haven't even tried to find out anything about you, but you are staring at us. That's not very polite!" Damuge snorted.
"Uh... Right, right, uncle is right. I was the one who said too much." Gu Lang was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and patted his mouth, smiling apologetically, "Look, I'm also thinking about everyone! My tone was a little anxious, but it's deep in the mountains and old forests. If there is a fire, it will be very dangerous!"
"Well, that makes sense!" Damuge nodded, turned around and said in Mongolian: "You two put out your cigarettes!"
"cut!"
The two young men did not dare to disobey Damuge and threw their cigarette butts into the puddle. However, their eyes were full of hostility and disdain when they looked at Gu Lang.
At this time, Gu Lang had already begun to regret following these people down the mountain. Damuge had said that we could get down the mountain by following this river. Someone looked around with a vague look, trying to find a chance to escape.
The atmosphere seemed to have eased, but there was still a hint of awkwardness between the two sides. Damuge took out a plastic bag from his arms, which contained a stack of hard pancakes. He took out one, broke off half of it and handed it to Gu Lang, saying, "Come on, have something to eat!"
"Uh...thank you!"
Someone stretched out his hand to take it, but suddenly pulled it back and covered his stomach with his hand: "Oh, no, I suddenly have to go to the toilet..."
As he said that, Gu Laosan walked around Damuge and headed towards the woods on the north side, laughing as he walked, "I'll go over there!"
"Oh? That's perfect!"
Damuge threw the plastic bag to the two people beside him, stood up and followed them: "I want to pee too, let's do it together!"
Gu Lang: …
“Well… hehe… okay…” Someone had an expression that looked like he was about to cry, and could only helplessly follow Damuge into the woods.
Wang Ping watched Gu Laosan's poor performance in silence and shook his head secretly. He was quite clever, but his performance was so poor that he was only at the level of an extra.
Looking again at the backpack that the two young men followed closely, the badger secretly thought of a solution.
He is a human being, not an animal, and he cannot identify people based on smell alone. So he needs to confirm what is in the basket to know whether these people are poachers or not.
The woodpecker under him had given up struggling. If it hadn't occasionally fluttered its eyelids, the badger would have thought it was dead.
In just a short while, the long feathers on the woodpecker were almost all torn off. Some fell off, some broke, and it was estimated that even if Wang Ping let it go, it would become a bald bird. It was hard to say whether it could fly.
"It's a pity that it's not dark, so I can't get too close." Wang Ping tilted his head, thinking about how to get closer to the basket.
At this time, my belly made another sound and the feeling of a flower blooming came again.
"Fuck..."
Wang Ping's face turned green.
"Why are you here again?"