Chapter 217： ambush (1/2)
The night in the wilderness is always frightening, even if it is the old fried dough sticks like Shan Ye Bai Qiongshou, who is in the wilderness, I don’t have the courage to sleep peacefully in the wilderness. It is normal to open one eye and close one eye. Way of rest.
Most hunters will try to avoid staying overnight in the wilderness. When it is not a last resort, try to find something uncomfortable for themselves?
Terrible!
The Jianfeng team is now a bit of a broken can, Shan Ye sneaked a few boxes of beer, and the wine bottles clinked.
”This TM is a wilderness, can you give me a stop?”
Bai Qiongshou felt that his posterior molars were itching, and he couldn't wait to break it down and poke Huang Dashan's brain through to see if he was stuck with lard.
Shan Ye yelled Zhang Luo to give everyone a beer, while pointing at the bald head who was still scratching the grave.
”What's wrong with the wilderness, in this valley, is there a strange animal more dangerous than the mountain musk deer?”
Bai Qiongshou was choked. What you said really makes sense. He who is guarding a big bomb, a small gun and a small gun, doesn't need to care at all.
Don’t bite if there are too many lice, don’t worry if there are too many debts!
”Bang Dang.”
The bald head threw the large engineer shovel out of the pit and called out as he climbed up.
”Fuck, it's finally the end, I can't dig the boss...what do we eat for dinner...whis...I can smell the beer.”
Shan Ye jumped up and threw at least two iron bowls the size of human heads over.
”Hey, Shan Ye's hand-made secret, spicy millet porridge stewed tofu with dried tofu with compressed biscuits, delicious and nutritious, it's all yours.”
He glanced at his bald head, and then said with a sad face,
”Master Shan, you actually remember what you put in, you call them, do they dare to agree?”
Shan Ye stared at the bull's eyes,
”Don't look at this... gadgets are not good looking, they are delicious in the world, if you don't believe me, ask everyone, Lord Shan, I will keep you a little bit more because of your hard work, otherwise, I'll grab it!”
”Really? You guys... are so kind?”
Everyone nodded as the chicks pecking at rice.
The bald head was puzzled, his eyes fixed on the swallow, ”Swallow, you say.”
The swallow smiled rosyly,
”Eat quickly.”
The bald head smelled it, and it’s rare that a large bowl of messy slurries didn’t have any strange taste, just the taste of beef with compressed biscuits.
”Oh... I have a bite...”
The bald face turned black, and he poured beer into his mouth desperately.
”vomit....”
”What the **** is this TM...”
”Wa hahaha....”
”The silly boy sleeps on the cool kang with firepower. He really dared to eat the stuff that Shan Ye made.”
”This is a game for the brave.”
”Swallow plays well!”
Taking advantage of the night to arrange the traps, everyone found a place to recharge their energy, spread out and stay away from each other, at least to reduce the chance of being taken away by a wave.
Even if you are not drowsy at all, you must rest. Everyone's eyes are staring like lanterns-except for the Lord Shan, his snoring has proved everything.
...
At three o'clock in the morning, everyone woke up.
Because of a series of heavy footsteps like the falling of a mountain, everyone bounced and bounced on the ground.
The mountain musk deer came out from the other side of the valley, with gray fur, gray horns, gray limbs and head, and even his eyes were the earthy gray of the earth.
The body length is less than three meters, and the behemoth that hunters often face on weekdays is not in the same order of magnitude as the behemoth that is more than ten meters high. However, it is such a ”little thing”, sparks blooming between the four-hooves and the black stone ground. It was as brilliant as a ball of fireworks, and the sound was like beating a drum.
Smoke from the musk hoof hit the mountain, very much like some legendary magical creature.