Wang Sanpao led the fat man around for a short time, and then said happily: "You go up to the forest over there and shout twice."

Although the fat man didn't understand why, he still ran two miles away, and then his energy sank into the dantian, and a thick voice burst out: "Yo——Hoho——”

After shouting, he ran back and Wang Sanpao was still standing there: "It's done, but I have to wait for a while, just wait for the dark sky."

The fat man was confused by him, so he simply didn't ask. He made all kinds of ideas in his mind, but he couldn't figure out what trick Wang Sanpao was playing.

"Start." A flashlight suddenly appeared in Wang Sanpao's hand, and then began to move forward quickly on the snow. The fat man did not dare to be negligent and carried Qiqi to chase him in a manner like a chasing behind him.

After running for hundreds of meters, he stopped in front of a heavy snow pile. Wang Sanpao lay on the ground, put his arm into the snow, and then took out a flying dragon and handed it to the fat man.

What a trick? The fat man's brain was a little short-circuited. But he saw Wang Sanpao constantly moving on the snow pile. He threw the flying dragons out of him. When they were thrown on the snow, he was already cut off.

Qiqi laughed on her face, and quietly picked up the flying dragons one by one, but the fat man still heard the giggle in her throat, obviously trying his best to suppress it.

After taking out more than ten pieces in a row, Wang Sanpao finally stood up and said, "This piece is gone, let's go home to make soup."

Back at Mu Lengzi, the fat man finally couldn't help it: "Uncle San, what did you do?"

"Look at the gods, it's actually simple. The flying dragon is on the tree during the day and drills into the snow nest at night. If I ask you to shout a few times, these guys will quickly enter the nest. I have to tie the beards, of course, they will end up with the nest." Wang Sanpao said as he took off the three flying dragons, opened the lids to remove the internal organs, then chopped them up and threw them into the pot.

"So that's how it is." The fat man finally figured it out, but it seemed simple, but it needed to observe keenly. This wisdom accumulated over several lifetimes is indeed extraordinary. As a result, the fat man is full of confidence in this hunt.

A bowl of Feilong Soup was served, Wang Sanpao removed the oil on it, and then he put a large bowl of it, and the soup and meat were hot.

Qiqi teared a piece of meat with her little hands and put it in her mouth and chewed it a few times: "It smells so good."

The fat man also moved his index finger, but he took a sip of the soup first, and it was only one word fresh, which was definitely better than any artificially synthesized fresh and fragrant condiments.

When I tore off a piece of meat, I saw that the meat was tender, far better than the chicken. I put it in my mouth and the aftertaste was endless. The fat man couldn't help but praise: "Okay!"

The delicious food is right now, and the fat man forgot to take the wine, while Wang Sanpao gave the remaining half bottle of Laobai Dried to the round, which can be said to be the one who takes the needs.

After eating all three flying dragons and a bowl of soup, the fat man lay on the kang and performed a traditional program with Qiqi - patting his belly.

"This flying dragon is really interesting. You must cook more and keep it for winter to eat." The fat man was still unsatisfied.

"Of course, in the Qing Dynasty, it was specially given tribute to the emperor. The name Feilong was said to be given by Qianlong after eating Feilong, which was the dragon meat in the sky." Wang Sanpao's face also showed a bit of lust.

"Uncle San, what are we going to fight tomorrow? Why don't we beat a roe deer to try it?" The fat man is very interested now and is a little addicted to eating.

"We have the final say on what Lin Zi wants to give us - who can predict what tomorrow will happen, sleep, sleep." Wang Sanpao pulled a quilt and snored sounded in a short while.

The kang is not big or small, and there are two adults and one child sleeping, not at all. The fat man named Qiqi lies in the middle, and Maomao curled up under Qiqi.

The candle was blown out, and the outside was dark and everything was silent. The occasional sound of snow falling down the dead branches made the night more peaceful.

The fat man slammed his mouth twice, and fell asleep sweetly with a beautiful vision for tomorrow.

The next day, the formal hunting began. Before leaving, the fat man saw Wang Sanpao fiddling behind the house for a while, and was muttering something, probably to worship the mountain god. Unexpectedly, someone believed this in the past year.

"The creatures on the mountain are all gods." Wang Sanpao saw the fat man's eyes and said solemnly.

The fat man touched the back of his head, but he didn't understand it.

The dog sled stayed in the wooden house, and Wang Sanpao set off with only two thin dogs. The fat man carried a string of clips and carried Qiqi, while Maomao was forcibly stayed in the villa.

This is the real snowy field in the forest. The black pine trees are dozens of meters tall and towering. With the snow, they look even more solemn and solemn. Only such a forest can give birth to a man of heroism.

Wang Sanpao walked leisurely in front, smoking a bag of cigarettes from time to time. Those who didn't know thought he was taking a walk.

After walking on, he didn't see him squirting. The fat man couldn't help but feel a little angry, but in the end he still held back. With the example from yesterday, he is now a little blindly admiring Wang Sanpao.

"Okay, go back." Wang Sanpao looked at the sun in the sky south and suddenly spoke.

The fat man also looked at it. Through the branches, the red winter warm sun was already at the center. It should be almost noon. Could it be that he won't fight?

But just as he was hesitating, Wang Sanpao had already started to take action. He saw him putting clips next to this tree and putting a condom in another place.

The condom is woven with a ponytail, which is extremely tough and fixed to the tree. It also has an elastic mechanism with bamboo pieces, which is very clever.

In some places, a few pine nuts are sprinkled, while in some places there are frozen grass and moss.

"Fatty, hunting is also a science. When there are no guns and cannons, my ancestors used these methods to hunt and still lived a good life. Hunting rifles are too lethal and anyone can use them to hunt. I am really worried that wild animals will be beaten out in hundreds of years."

The fat man nodded in agreement: It won’t take hundreds of years, but after decades, it will become a species on the verge of the law and be protected by law.

"Now some people don't know this truth. Like people, Dashan also needs to sleep and rest." Wang Sanpao sighed a lot.

Qiqi rolled her little eyes: "Grandpa San, why are you still hunting me if you are talking about others?"

The fat man quickly glared at him: "Your third grandfather is a good deal, not a random kill." The question this little guy asked was quite sharp. If Wang Sanpao gets angry and pats his butt and leaves, he won't have to hit him.

Wang Sanpao did not react fiercely, but just patted Qiqi's little head and laughed a few times with self-deprecating words: "Then you little greedy cat won't have to eat."

Qiqi thought seriously for a long time: "Then let's fight." It seems that the little guy is not very enlightened enough.

After returning to the wooden house for supper, Wang Sanpao stood up again: "It's time to take a walk on the clip to see if there is any gain?"

The fat man had been waiting for him to speak, and hurriedly took Qiqi with him. This time, Wang Sanpao brought the dog sled. The fat man was secretly happy: It seems that he has a clear idea.

It was indeed good. Not far away, I harvested two snow rabbits. They were big, one had been cut off by a clip, while the other was struggling on the condom.

Before Qiqi could develop her kindness, the fat man went over and pinched the snow rabbit and kowtowed twice on the pine tree next to her.

Wang Sanpao was also quite satisfied: "The rabbit skin is the best at this time, and the rabbit meat is also good. I will give you one when I go back."

Qiqi blinked her big eyes a few times, then nodded, without accusing the fat man of his savage behavior.

After walking for a while, the fat man pointed to the snow in front of him and shouted, "I'm wearing a big one, it seems to be a roe deer!" After that, he ran up, but unexpectedly stepped on a snow pit under his feet, fell to the ground, and staggered with snow on his face.

"It's not a roe deer, it seems to be a deer, haha, it seems that it's a good luck." Wang Sanpao ran over with a meteor, and even Qiqi passed by the fat man, kicking Feixue and rising to the fat man.
Chapter completed!