Chapter 418 Goodbye Wild Child

Zheng Guangming could never have imagined that he had waited for Zheng Wu for a month, but this guy Zheng Wu had wasted a month in vain.

But at this point, there is no need to worry about right or wrong.

Zheng Guangming only wanted to know one thing: "Can the person you mentioned ensure that he can find enough pure-colored fox skins within ten days?"

"Definitely."

Zheng Wu was afraid that Zheng Guangming would not believe him, so he quickly went to the warehouse and took out the fox skin he had put away:

"I have collected more than 20 fox skins in the past month, 11 of which are new, and eight of them were made by him. Look, these eight fox skins he made are all intact, without any damage to the fur. From this, we can infer how unique his skills are in Pujiang."

"so smart?"

Zheng Guangming had never hunted before and didn't understand these things. Since Zheng Wu said so, he could only choose to believe it.

the other side.

Su Mingzhe packed up a little and went to tell Zheng Jianjun and his wife next door that he had been asked to go into the mountains for a few days, so his family asked them to help look after the child.

Over the years, Zheng Jianjun basically helped to deal with the wild animals that Su Mingzhe brought back from hunting.

Zheng Jianjun's family also benefited a lot from this, and the two families were mutually beneficial.

Now, Su Mingzhe asked them to help with a small favor, so they naturally agreed without hesitation.

Su Mingzhe didn't wait until it got dark, he went into the mountains with his tools and backpack.

In fact, there are not too many foxes in Pujiang.

In recent times, pure-colored foxes have been hunted down.

So, although Su Mingzhe entered the back mountain, after dark, he turned a corner in the mountain and flew straight to the north.

Three days later.

Su Mingzhe flew back from the north again, and this time, he landed deep in the mountains behind Pujiang, which is also called Xianhua Mountain.

The next day during the day.

Under the gaze of villagers near Xianhua Mountain, Su Mingzhe walked briskly, chasing a white fox and disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the 1970s, information traveled very slowly.

However, the news that Zheng Wu wanted to purchase pure fox fur had been circulating for more than a month.

The famous "hunters" in Pujiang have all heard about people buying pure-color fox skins.

Now that a white fox has appeared, these "hunters" immediately took action.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast these "Hunters" moved, they could not match Su Mingzhe's speed.

After all, these white foxes were released by Su Mingzhe on purpose to distract everyone's attention.

By the time the news of the white fox's appearance spread among Pujiang's hunters, it had been four or five days.

Zheng Wu, who was waiting for news in Pujiang, could no longer sit still. He also wanted to go to the mountains to take a look. If he really met a hunter who had succeeded in getting the fox skin, he would buy the fox skin on the spot.

Before leaving, Zheng Wu told his wife:

"If someone comes to sell a pure fox skin, it's one hundred dollars a piece. If it's a white fox skin, it's two hundred dollars a piece. Do you understand?"

"Is it so expensive?"

When Zheng Wu's wife heard this, she felt a little sorry for the money.

In the past month, Zheng Wu's family has spent more than a thousand yuan to purchase fox furs.

If they continue to do this, even if they manage to collect all the fox skins, the clan will only agree to give them 5,000 yuan, so they will still lose a lot of money.

"At this time, why are you complaining about whether it's expensive or not?"

Zheng Wu was afraid that his wife would feel bad about spending the money, so he repeatedly told her that even if they couldn't agree on the price, she must leave the other party's contact information and wait for him to come back, and never block her out.

After hearing this, Zheng Wu's wife could only nod helplessly.

She now has to pay for things she does for the clan, and she feels heartbroken.

This evening.

Su Mingzhe felt that he had built up enough momentum.

If we delay any further, we will miss the time agreed with Zheng Wu.

Su Mingzhe found a stream near Xianhua Mountain and began to nitrate silver fox fur.

In order to make up the required number, Su Mingzhe got twenty silver foxes in the Arctic, and now skinning them is a hassle.

In the middle of the night, the smell of blood slowly spread in the air, heading deep into the mountains and forests.

Faintly, Su Mingzhe heard the howling of wolves, one after another, as if they were calling friends.

Not long after, Su Mingzhe felt like he was being watched. He stood up and looked around, only to see a little green light on the hillside in the distance.

If the two green dots represent a wild wolf, a rough count would show that there are probably twenty or thirty wild wolves surrounding it.

"You beasts, come closer if you dare."

If other hunters saw this scene, they would probably be scared out of their wits.

Su Mingzhe just smiled lightly, then lowered his head and wanted to continue tanning his silver fox fur.

There are only twenty or thirty wolves, which may seem like a lot, but if they dare to surround us, it would only take a slap for Su Mingzhe.

Those wild wolves had no idea how powerful Su Mingzhe was. Stimulated by the smell of blood, they stopped trying and, under the command of the leader, surrounded Su Mingzhe.

Su Mingzhe was also somewhat surprised when he saw these wild wolves forming a fan shape and slowly descending from the hillside:
"You beasts actually know the military strategy of 'surround three and leave one'. No wonder people say you are smarter than dogs."

Seeing that the wolf was about to wrap him up, Su Mingzhe calmly picked up the javelin he had stuck beside him.

In ancient times, Hong Qigong's dog-beating stick technique meant "there are no dogs in the world". Today, Su Mingzhe "uses magic to deceive beasts" and challenges a group of wolves with his gun.

But just as Su Mingzhe stood up, he heard a little boy's voice exclaiming at the bottom of the hill:

"Come here quickly, there is a cave over here!"

"Huh? Is that you?"

Su Mingzhe looked in the direction of the voice and saw a thin figure waving at him halfway up the hill. He looked anxious and had obviously noticed the wolves surrounding him.

Su Mingzhe had never expected that when he randomly picked a place to peel and wash the silver fox skin, he would choose the "doorstep" of this wild child.

"Little brother, just hide well."

When the wild child heard Su Mingzhe shouting at him and wanted to ask him to come in and hide with him, he saw Su Mingzhe holding a long stick and rushing towards the group of wild wolves. "Don't go!"

The wild boy watched Su Mingzhe running towards the wolf pack. Although he didn't know what Su Mingzhe was thinking, he got hot-headed at this moment and actually picked up his wooden stick for protection and rushed forward.

But this is a hillside, and charging up it requires strong physique and physical strength.

This wild child has been wandering in the forest for a long time and has no good physical strength.

When he staggered to the hillside, he saw that all the wolves were lying on the ground.

"You...you killed all these wolves?"

"Why? Can't I kill him?"

Su Mingzhe smiled faintly, his expression normal.

As an immortal, killing a few wild wolves is nothing to be proud of.

"No, I can kill him."

The wild child looked at Su Mingzhe again, then quickly lowered his head, and it was obvious that he was feeling cowardly.

Seeing this, Su Mingzhe was silent for a moment, then pulled out a dagger from his waist and handed it over:

"Take this, peel off all these wolf skins, and I will treat you to barbecue."

"Oh."

The wild boy had no idea how long he had been wandering in the mountains. He picked up the knife, shook it, and began to skin the wolf skillfully.

As for Su Mingzhe, he went back to tanning his silver fox fur.

After Su Mingzhe had prepared the silver fox skin, he lit a fire and started grilling the meat.

The wild boy also ran over with blood on his face and told Su Mingzhe that he had peeled off all the wolf skins.

Su Mingzhe handed the wild child another bundle of ropes and ordered, "Tie up these wolf skins."

The wild child still did as he was told.

"Eat the meat, and then help me carry these wolf skins down the mountain."

Su Mingzhe's words seemed to have magic, and the wild child did not resist after hearing them.

He quickly swallowed the barbecue that Su Mingzhe gave him, then looked at the wolf skins tied into a big bundle, gritted his teeth, grabbed the rope and tried to carry it on his back.

But he is not Tarzan, and without a gorilla as his mother, his strength is pitifully weak.

After trying several times, the wild boy still failed to lift the heavy bundle of wolf skins onto his shoulders.

Su Mingzhe also took the trouble to point out:

"It's hard for you to resist like this. You can try to make this bundle into two and carry them with your stick."

The wild boy was also very smart. After listening to Su Mingzhe, he divided the wolf skin into two even bundles again, and then tried to pick them up with his stick. Sure enough, he was able to carry them this time.

"follow me."

Su Mingzhe was in front, carrying his backpack, weapons, and silver fox skin, and leading the wild child all the way south.

It was because this place was too deep in the mountains. The two of them walked along the mountain path all night, and the wild boy had blisters on his shoulders, but they had not even walked out of the range of Xianhua Mountain.

As the sky gradually brightened, the wild boy began to look frightened and even began to hesitate, and his steps became slower and slower.

"Are you hungry again? Then take a rest before you go."

Su Mingzhe asked the wild kid to put down the things, lit the fire again, and made another barbecue. This time, he also took out a leather bag from his backpack, which was filled with broth he had cooked.

After a while, the aroma of barbecue began to waft. Su Mingzhe took out two more sesame cakes from his backpack, cut a few pieces of barbecue, sandwiched them between the sesame cakes, and handed them to the wild child, asking him to eat quickly.

"Thank you."

The wild child looked at Su Mingzhe's slender white hands, then looked at his own dirty hands, and suddenly he didn't dare to take the sesame bun with barbecue in it.

"Eat, don't be polite. We still have more than ten miles to go. If you don't eat enough, you won't be able to carry the burden."

After listening to Su Mingzhe's words, the wild child looked at the sesame seed bun with barbecued meat, suddenly bowed to Su Mingzhe, and then ran towards the stream not far away.

When Su Mingzhe was in a daze, he saw the wild child jump into the stream with a splash.

After a long while, the wild child had washed off the dirt on his body and walked over wearing greasy, ragged clothes.

"Change your clothes and wear mine."

Su Mingzhe didn't expect that this child actually had a sense of shame and understood politeness.

Children who are polite will always be more popular.

Su Mingzhe took out a set of clean clothes from his backpack and handed it to the wild child.

The wild child was stunned for a moment, and a bit of shyness appeared on his face, but he still bowed to Su Mingzhe again, then reached out to take Su Mingzhe's clothes and put them on.

Su Mingzhe is 1.9 meters tall, while the wild boy is only about 1.34 meters tall.

The wild kid put on Su Mingzhe's clothes, which were so loose that he could only roll up his trouser legs and tuck the bottom of his shirt into his belt.

At this time, the wild child still looked quite pretty and cute.

"Eat quickly."

Su Mingzhe asked the wild kid to eat quickly.

This time, the wild boy was not polite, as he had been hungry for a long time.

Seeing the wild boy eating his food, Su Mingzhe felt that he was quite polite and couldn't help asking:
"What's your name?"

"My name is Ji Mao."

"What the hell?"

Su Mingzhe was stunned, somewhat unable to believe it.

When cursing someone, you can often hear someone scolding the other person, "You chicken feather!"

The chicken feathers here have almost the same meaning as hanging feathers.

At this moment, Su Mingzhe suddenly thought of the "bastard" in "The Knight-errant".

Su Mingzhe looked at the wild child again, his eyes full of pity. He didn't even have a proper name, and no one knew how he had survived to this age.

(End of this chapter)