The fork road is not spacious, and it is also because no one has walked around for a long time. Some dead branches that fell in winter and yellow weeds crisscross the middle of the road, which really hindered the carriage and horses from moving forward.

Waving the newly cut wooden stick in his hand, Jiuhouer picked up the dead branches and weeds to the side of the road, looking around at the birds jumping on the branches in the mountains and forests on both sides of the road. From time to time, he even made loud whistles, which made the birds jumping on the branches fly away.

I don’t know if it was because Jiuhouer was whistling from time to time. From a bush where some buds had just sprouted, a hare jumped up suddenly and happened to fall into Jiuhouer’s eyes.

Without a moment of hesitation, Jiuhouer flipped his hand and took out a tailless dart that was only the length of his finger from his waist. He raised his hand and threw it at the rabbit that had just jumped out of the bushes, nailing the tailless dart between the rabbit's ears without any fault!

With a low cheer, Jiuhouer rushed to the hare in three steps, first stepped on the hare, then bent down and pulled out the tailless dart, grabbed the hare's long ears, and gently lifted the hare up.

With the rustling sound in the bushes, Jiuhou, who lifted the hare, realized that there was a condom made of cow tendons and twine hanging on the hare's legs. No wonder the hare just jumped up on the spot after being frightened, but didn't run away at all?

He sighed a little dejectedly, and Jiuhouer followed the condom made of cow tendons and thread to find the wooden stake nailed to the ground. After carefully pulling out the wooden stake, he hung the hare on the branch near the wooden stake.

Almost immediately after Jiuhouer hung the hare on the juncture of the tree branch, he hit the bushes beside the trail. A slightly old voice sounded without staring at it: "I'm really a child who understands the rules!"

Turning around suddenly, Jiuhouer looked in the direction where the old sound came, but he didn't see anyone behind the not-so-dense bushes. Without waiting for Jiuhouer to observe carefully, the old sound came from behind the bushes again: "Don't touch me, you can't see me!"

Slowly walked a few steps in the direction where the old sound came. Jiuhouer focused his breath and used the stick in his hand to push away the blinding branches, but he still didn't see anyone at all?

Although Jiuhouer could not see anyone talking behind the bushes, the old voice always sounded in the open space in front of Jiuhouer's eyes, and his voice was also a bit joking: "What? Can't you see me?"

With his eyes widened, Jiuhouer grabbed the tree stick with one hand and slowly touched the small bag on his waist with the other hand. He raised his voice and shouted, "Who are you? Where are you?!"

He laughed lowly, and the old voice almost rang in front of Jiuhouer's eyes: "I? I am the mountain god of Wuling Mountain, right in front of your eyes! I said, "You must be careful, your baby, there are many pieces of things in your pocket, don't you tick your hand in a hurry?"

He heard the sound of the carriage wheels crushing dead branches and leaves behind him. While Jiuhouer slowly took out a dark and round seedling from his pocket, he half turned his body and shouted at Xiang Youbao, who was leading the horse forward: "Senior brother... Senior brother, please step slower, I have met the mountain god here!"

He stopped suddenly. Xiang Youbao waved his hands slightly to Xiahou Yinghe and Han Liangpin who were following the carriage, but he loosened the reins he grabbed in his hand and gently shook out the snake teeth cone hidden in his sleeve.

As soon as he heard Jiuhou'er's shouting, Xiahou Yinghe, who was walking next to the carriage, suddenly burst into laughter. Instead, he accelerated a few steps under his feet and shouted to the place where Jiuhou'er was standing: "Uncle Ye, are you funny again? We are here to Wuling Mountain, but we are here to pay special attention to you, the mountain god of Wuling Mountain. If you hide so much, then how can we pay homage to the true god when we arrive in your mountain temple?"

Accompanied by Xiahou Yinghe's crisp words, a piece of turf that could not be seen at all was suddenly lifted from less than ten steps in front of Jiuhou'er's eyes. An old man wearing a thick jacket and wearing a cotton monkey hat. The old man who was still wrapped in cooked cowhide on his arms and palms quickly drilled out the hole covered by the turf, and grinned his snow-white beard with a smile on his teeth and laughed at Jiuhou'er who was stunned: "I haven't seen this yet, you kid is really brave!"

Almost jumping, Xiahou Yinghe ran to the old man with kindness in three steps at a time, and shouted to the old man with a coquettish tone: "Uncle Ye. What are you looking at today? You are dressed so well, are you planning to pick up a big object?"

With a doting look and white-bearded uncle, he first clamped his hands in his armpits and took off the pair of mature cowhide gloves. Then he patted Xiahou Yinghe's head gently, and replied with a laugh: "Isn't this just waiting for you girl to come, so that you can pick you girl up in my mountain temple and serve you very well? Why, where did you get the free time? You don't stay in your shop in the 49th city, but instead want to go to Wuling Mountain to see you Lao Ye? Are you still with friends?"

Turning his head and looking at Xiang Youbao and Han Liangpin standing side by side by the carriage, Xiahou Yinghe chuckled and responded to Uncle Ye: "Uncle Ye, this is the brother I recognized in Sijiu City, but it has helped me and helped us do a lot of big things! This time I will lead them to your place..."

Like a clever thrush, Xiahou Yinghe pulled Uncle Ye towards the direction of the carriage, and briefly explained the causes and consequences of Prime Minister Youbao and Han Liangpin coming to Wuling Mountain.

With his snow-white beard, Old Ye nodded slightly to the face of Xiang Youbao and Han Liangpin who held their fists and bowed to him, and then he laughed loudly: "The two of you still keep etiquette so much in this wilderness. It's really not necessary for you to ask the two to lead me to be so kind! Anyone who can ask the girl Yinghe to lead me must be caring friends no matter what. We can't be so tense, right? I'm here, there are leopards and Liangpin, let's walk tightly. Wait until I'm resting shack, let's sit down and talk!"

With his eyes rolling around, Jiuhouer looked at the intimate appearance of Uncle Ye and Xiahou Yinghe, while quietly putting the seedlings in his palm back into his pocket, and happily approached Uncle Ye. He bowed to Uncle Ye: "Uncle Ye, I am Jiuhouer. I have been pointing at Sister Yinghe in Sijiu City over the years to take care of Sister Yinghe to survive. I am just like Sister Yinghe's younger brother..."

Looking down at Jiu Houer's solemn appearance, Uncle Ye couldn't help laughing, and reached out to take out a black oily, egg-sized thing from his arms. He raised his hand and threw it towards Jiu Houer: "You kid are smart, and it's even more rare that you can understand the rules and abide by the rules in a place where no one is. I can't take this gift for you to play with!"

Just after a glance, Xiang Youbao immediately threw it out of the thing thrown out from Uncle Ye’s hand, which was a musk. He immediately corrected his face and shouted at Jiuhouer: “Jiuhouer, this object is too precious. It’s a waste to hold it in your hand. Return it to Uncle Ye!”

He waved his hand to Jiuhouer, who was at a loss with his bear gall, and Uncle Ye smiled disapprovingly, "It's just a white musk. You can find it every now and then in the forest. It's really nothing special. Just ask this kid to play with it!"

He nodded with a smirk, and Xiahou Yinghe, who was standing next to Uncle Ye, also agreed with Uncle Ye's words: "Brother Leopard. Uncle Ye has always been to the Wuling Mountain. Over the years, Uncle Ye has accumulated a lot of fun in his hands! In Uncle Ye's eyes, this musk is really nothing..."

As if he had thought of the important reason, Xiahou Yinghe suddenly stopped talking and asked Uncle Ye who was nodding frequently: "Uncle Ye, this time we are looking for you in Wuling Mountain. We are in a hurry to find some living gorals, and they have to have just grown horns. Do you know where this object is?"

While reaching out, she led Xiang Youbao and Han Liangpin to follow him along the road. Uncle Ye responded as if he had known it: "Living gorals are common in this Wuling Mountain. But if you want to say that there are just living gorals with horns..... How many should there be? The important reason for this goral is to call it...."

Turning his head and looking at Han Liangpin with a pale complexion, Uncle Ye suddenly seemed to understand and raised his voice slightly and said, "If I want to find the horns of the gorilla to cure injuries, there are twenty or thirty payments in my resting shack. I guess it's enough?"

After walking a few steps forward, Xiang You Leopard said to Uncle Ye who was slowly walking along the road: "Uncle Ye is really knowledgeable and can tell at a glance what we are doing in Wuling Mountain! But... according to the prescription prescribed by the old doctor Tongrentang in Sijiu City, we have to look for the living goose-yellow water from the horns of the goose-yellow slurry in the horns of the goose-yellow slurry to take it while it is hot to take it! This matter... I really have to count on you?!"

While gently stroking his beard, Uncle Ye didn't rush to agree to Xiang Youbao's question. After walking out for a long distance, he murmured and said in a low voice: "There are leopards. These gorillas are at most crowded in a group of ten. In this season, they also like to lie down on some cliffs and bask in the sun. If there is a slight movement, those gorillas can jump straight down from the cliffs, even if they are three or two feet high or two feet high, they won't hurt them at all! If you want to capture those suitable gorillas alive... I guess it will take some thought!"

After coughing a few times, Han Liangpin, who had a waxy face, seemed to hear Uncle Ye's voice, responded to Uncle Ye's words in a low voice: "There are only a few gorals on the left. If my body is still strong, I will run away to death with it! If this is really difficult... Uncle Ye, Prime Minister, this matter is to be self-conceived by others, and the success is in heaven, so there is no need to force it!"

Turning his head to look at Han Liangpin with a stubborn expression, Old Ye smiled without comment, and whispered to himself: "This matter is not too difficult. But the road in this mountain is twists and turns, and if you are not careful, you can go a step apart, which will delay things! When we walk into the deep mountains tomorrow, if we go apart, if you walk straight along the skinned side of the big trees in the mountains, you will be able to find my resting shack..."

Suddenly, when she heard Uncle Ye say this without thinking, Xiang Youbao was stunned for a moment, and then looked back at Han Liangpin who was using a handful of small slabs to carved marks on the trees and stones on the roadside, and suddenly burst into laughter... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
Chapter completed!