The boy who was knocked out by Lin Shuo fell asleep until dawn.
Although Lin Shuo seemed to be ruthless in his mouth before, he still had a sense of proportion in his actions.
He could smell the heavy moisture on the boy's body from a distance, so he knew that he must not have closed his eyes for a few days.
Even for a hunter with an inheritance, if the body is overloaded during the day-to-day running, various toxins produced by metabolism cannot be eliminated through sleep, and will slowly accumulate in the body.
This is not obvious when you are young, but as long as you are over 30 years old, the length and height of the youth's peak period will be affected by it.
So Lin Shuo made him spit out a mouthful of blood with one move, relieved the accumulation of toxins in his body, and let him sleep well.
It may seem unreasonable to do so, but it is actually well-intentioned.
Although Anne didn't get the Miao family's true medical knowledge, she had a glimpse of it for the first time. After getting Zhang Jin's pulse, she also knew Lin Shuo's intentions.
When the sun hung over the ridge and the light on the stone flat was almost dazzling, the boy finally opened his eyes.
He was startled suddenly, turned over and sat up, and unconsciously poked his hands behind his back, only to find that the Tang Dao behind him was not there.
Then he seemed to remember everything that happened last night, and his whole body relaxed a little.
With a twitch of his nose, he smelled the aroma of barbecue.
"Next." Lin Shuo threw the roasted venison leg over.
This deer was hunted by Lin Shuo overnight in the mountains. After packing it up in the middle of the night, it was roasted over a bonfire.
Lin Shuo and the others had eaten a round long ago, and there were still two deer legs left. One was being eaten by the white wolf, and the other was naturally reserved for the boy.
The young Zhang Jin took the deer leg, he was not polite at all, he lowered his head and gnawed it, raised his neck and tore off a large piece of meat, chewed it hastily twice, and swallowed it with a thud.
Wei Xingshan's eyeballs were rounded when he saw the voracious eating.
"Old Lin, do you hunters eat like this?" Wei Xingshan asked softly.
"It also depends on which family's hunter it is." Lin Shuo seemed to be in a good mood, and patiently explained, "Lin Zhangxiuli, Yunsu Yangshen, and Cao Miao borrow things from the six families. Different ways of inheritance have different needs. We The hunters of the Linzhang family consume a lot of energy no matter they are practicing or fighting, so they eat a lot."
"It's not just good!" Wei Xingshan exclaimed in amazement.
After these two sentences, the deer leg over there has been wiped out by Zhang Jin.
The young man wiped the oil from his mouth, and then looked around the campfire. It meant that he was not full yet, so he looked to see if there was any more.
The look of looking for food fell into Lin Shuo's eyes, which made Lin Shuo feel very embarrassed. Last night was too hasty and there were few prey.
"Zhang Jin, the last time I saw you, you were only twelve, so tall." Lin Shuo stretched out his hand, compared his height and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to see you in six years, and your appetite has grown faster than your height."
Zhang Jin smiled shyly, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out, and his face was a little anxious.
Seeing this situation, Lin Shuo frowned, thinking to do it and forget about it.
Six years ago, when Lin Leshan and his son visited Zhang's house in Saibei and invited Zhang Lianhai to go to Kunlun together, Lin Shuo met Zhang Jin.
At that time, this 12-year-old child was quite cute with a tiger head and a tiger head, but he had a problem, he stuttered when he spoke.
His stuttering is not just a normal stuttering. Although he stumbles and stutters when speaking normally, he can barely speak a whole sentence.
He can't do it. Once he wanted to say something, he couldn't utter a word when he was anxious.
This boy has a serious language barrier.
To be fair, his father, Zhang Lianhai, was responsible.
It is not a serious problem for a child to have a language barrier. If you correct it patiently, it will get better gradually.
But the impatient nature of Lao Zhang's family is inherited from the ancestors.
What a hero Zhang Lianhai is, if he can't speak after giving birth to a son, how can the six leaders of Liemen bear it? Because of this problem, Zhang Jin has been beaten frequently since he was a child.
As a result, beating and beating, the problem became more and more serious.
Last night when Lin Shuo was talking to him on the stone ping, he said "please enlighten me" very neatly, Lin Shuo thought that this kid had grown up and his childhood problems had healed.
I didn't expect that it wasn't the case. It was probably because the young man was physically tired after running around for days last night, but his spirit was extremely excited, and he saw Lin Shuo's strong fighting spirit.
This abnormal state made him less psychologically burdened when speaking, and he blurted out what he said without thinking carefully.
It's better now, he's fed and slept enough, and the environment is relatively comfortable, so his problem has occurred.
Seeing the boy's mouth open and his face flushed with anxiety, Lin Shuo felt distressed, and quickly said, "Don't worry, it's fine if you can't say it."
Zhang Lianhai is Lin Shuo's sworn elder brother, who is also a teacher and friend, no different from his own brother.
This boy is Zhang Lianhai's only son. When Lin Shuo saw him, it was like seeing his own blood relatives. Let alone the enthusiasm in his heart, he couldn't see the child being so anxious.
"That's right." Wei Xingshan is a smart person. After seeing the situation, he knew that the child had some problems with speaking, so he suggested, "If you really want to tell us something, just find a branch and draw it on the ground, and write on it." Son."
As a result, just as Wei Xingshan said this, Zhang Jin became even more anxious.
This young man was fair-looking, and his face flushed like a tomato when he was anxious, which was very obvious.
Lin Shuo raised his hand and gave Wei Xingshan a slap: "Don't talk if you can't talk."
"What's the situation?" Wei Xingshan was confused.
"He has never studied and can't write." Lin Shuo whispered in his ear.
As soon as Wei Xingshan heard this, he immediately lost his temper: "How does this family act as an adult! How can anyone not let their children go to school?"
Lin Shuo sighed, "Hey, it's hard to say."
Lin Shuo had heard about this situation before, and he also stuttered.
Zhang Jin had problems speaking since he was a child, and was ridiculed by his classmates when he went to school. After Zhang Lianhai heard about it, he almost demolished the school, and things got quite serious.
As a result, no nearby school dared to accept it.
In a fit of rage, Zhang Lianhai said, come on, practice hard at home, we won't be able to attend this class.
So Zhang Jin is now eighteen years old. The young man is fair and handsome, and has a lot of abilities, but he can't speak or write, and he is basically insulated from the outside world.
He is not autistic, and not only sane, but also resilient.
But objectively, he is autistic.
After learning about these situations, Lin Shuo felt a little worried.
It is more difficult than originally imagined to learn the information about "Mountain Hades" from Zhang Jin.
But no matter what, Zhang Jin is here, and moving together is better than wandering around in the mountains like headless chickens.
And with the continuous understanding between Lin Shuo and Zhang Jin, they can communicate with each other even if they don't talk about many things.
So right now, there is really no rush.
"Okay." Lin Shuo said, "Let's go back first, rest for two days, prepare hunting supplies, and then come to find King Hades of this mountain."
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Geneva, the second largest city in the Swiss Confederation, is also an internationally renowned United Nations city.
The headquarters of the International Society for Biological Research is set up here.
This is a series of manor-style Gothic buildings, adjacent to the United Nations Building, and the land area is extremely luxurious in this city where every inch of land is expensive.
This is not because the International Society for Biological Research has strong funds, but because this was originally the residence of a British duke, which was later donated by the Duke to the International Society for Biological Research.
It has been a month since He Zihong came back here.
The trip to Wai Xing'an Mountains did not make him get his wish in scientific research, but he didn't care about it.
He just wanted to find out who in this manor was the mastermind behind the Outer Xing'an Mountains, causing the team he led almost to be wiped out.
The old professor has been obsessed with academics all his life. He is actually not good at this kind of scout job, so the progress is not smooth.
For a month, he did not get any definite evidence.
There are two people he is currently suspicious of.
These two people are both authorities in the international biological community, and like him, they are one of the seven elders of the International Biological Research Association.
One is Miao Guangqi, who is not usually in Switzerland, but lives in Long Island, USA, and communicates remotely with the research institute.
He Zihong suspected him because of his relationship with Lin Shuo and the Liemen in China.
The other, called Di Hongzhe, is also a scientist of Chinese descent.
He Zihong doubted him because of his professional field.
This person's research direction is zombie fungus, which is a very remote scientific research project.
From He Zihong's professional perspective, this kind of project cannot be sponsored by any formal channels.
The source of this person's scientific research funding is unknown.
When secretly investigating Di Hongzhe's personal information, a piece of information caught He Zihong's attention.
It wasn't that this message helped He Zihong confirm his suspicion, but a photo on this message was very eye-catching.
This is a young and beautiful woman named Dylan.