Chapter 367: Suppressing the Robbery

Han Li stood in the snow, repairing his big-foot snowshoes while waiting for the battle between the two little lynxes to end.

After the victory, the lynx dragged the wild wolf to Han Li, making a whining sound.

The fur on the wild wolf was almost rotten, from which one can imagine how miserable it died in the end.

Han Li squatted down and rubbed their heads, looked at the blood on their bodies, but fortunately these bloodstains were not their own.

Standing up and whistling to the sparrow to continue leading the way, Han Li once again set out on the road home.

Due to several changes in route on the way, Han Li no longer recognized the road he was walking on, or it could be said that there was no road at all, but he knew that if he delayed, his hope of getting home today would be reduced again.

However, this afternoon, Han Li actually picked up several frozen pheasants and wild birds in the forest, each of which was frozen hard.

This icy and snowy place was like a natural cold storage. The bodies of these animals were not spoiled. Even if he didn't eat them, he could still give them to the dog and lynx, so Han Li happily collected them.

This discovery made Han Li feel relieved. This situation showed that there were no wild animals nearby, otherwise these pheasants and wild birds would have been eaten long ago.

At the same time, he was more certain about not being able to return home today, because if this place was close to the village, these frozen pheasants and wild birds would have been picked up by people long ago.

Near dusk, when Han Li climbed over a mountain, he found a nest of bees in the cracks of the cliff.

Such cute and hardworking little animals are naturally more, the better. The queen bee was subdued by Han Li, but he did not move the hive for the time being.

In addition, Han Li also reinforced the surroundings of the hive so that ordinary animals could not easily harm the hive. In the end, he only left the queen bee with an order to collect more linden honey in the spring and left.

Since it was getting late, Han Li still planned to set up camp on the leeward side of the mountain today.

However, when he reached the mountainside, he found a collapsed shack. From above, the shack was about six meters wide and eight meters long, and the available area inside was at least more than 40 square meters. There must have been a lot of people living here at the time.

Han Li stretched out his mental power and walked into the shack. The four corners of the shack were made of wood as thick as a bowl as the main body, and the two ends were made of wood to build a herringbone frame. A horizontal ridge beam was placed on the two herringbone frames, and a rafter was inserted every certain distance. The rafters were tied horizontally with pieces of house foil made of tree strips, and the house foil was coated with thick yellow mud, and the outermost layer was thatch.

The walls were made of tree trunks surrounded by mud, and the entire shack had only one door and two windows on the south side.

Although it was the first time Han Li saw such a large shack in the mountains, he had heard villagers talk about it countless times.

In the past, the "bearded men" lived in caves or wooden houses in the mountains. These large huts that are not cold-resistant are usually built by ginseng collectors.

They usually go out to dig for ginseng in the mountains in summer. Once they find a good place, they will choose to build a large hut to live in. They call it "ginseng hut" or "Ya Qiang Zi".

After the leader of the ginseng collectors has a good view of the mountain scenery, he will lead the ginseng gang to choose a place to "Ya Qiang Zi" or build a residence.

Wherever the Qiang Zi is, that is home. The mountain hunters eat, sleep, shelter from the rain, and rest in the "Ya Qiang Zi".

Under the snow on the open space in front of the big hut are all dead grass. The place where you enter the door is the kitchen, but the situation on the scene is very strange. There are bird droppings, bird feathers, animal feces, and weeds on the ground.

There are iron pots, kitchen knives, large bowls and other items on the stove. Although the iron pot is rusty and can no longer be used, an iron pot means a lot of money in the past and now. It is very abnormal for people to abandon it here casually.

Unless all of this group of people met with an accident, but according to the area of ​​this big shack, at least more than 20 people can live here. What would happen if more than 20 people could not come back?

Han Li continued to walk inside. The partition here was made of small branches. On a simple table in the inner room, there was a rusty lantern and an oil lamp.

There was also a table on the back wall, on which were placed two wine jars and a wooden box, and a small shrine in the middle.

Han Li used his mental power to scan and found a piece of gorgeous red cloth in the wooden box, which was wrapped with deer bone sticks, a mallet bridle, a mallet axe, a mallet scissors, a mallet knife, etc., and a piece of sheepskin.

Except for the sheepskin, Han Li had seen other things in the villagers' homes. They were a full set of ginseng digging tools.

The shrine in the middle must be dedicated to the mountain god, because the ginseng collectors who drove the mountain, whether they were the leaders or ordinary team members, all believed in the mountain god very much.

After opening the two wine jars, one could still smell the wine, but it was a pity that the wine could not withstand the evaporation of the long time. There were only circles of marks in the wine jars, and a layer of unknown black substance at the bottom of the jars.

Han Li thought about it and put away the wine jars and the small box. As for the shrine, he would leave it here. However, he took two large bowls from the kitchen outside, wiped them clean, and filled the bowls with Beida Cang wine that he had decomposed into space.

Turning his head to look at the kang, the bedding on it had been weathered beyond recognition, and the cotton wool inside had turned into black and hard lumps. Even so, a few mice ran out from it and were frightened by Han Li.

Han Li went around the three rooms and realized that there were a few things missing, that is, the axe and stick, and even the musket, which were necessary for every mountaineer.

Because mountain digging for ginseng is a very dangerous job, and the bites of wild beasts and poisonous mosquitoes are just child's play. As long as there are enough mountaineers, these are not a big problem.

Although not everyone has a musket, the axe and stick are necessary and indispensable for them.

The musket and axe can prevent wild beasts, and the pipe can prevent the bites of poisonous mosquitoes.

The stick can not only alert the snakes and find ginseng, but the most important thing is to determine each other's position by knocking on the tree trunks to prevent everyone from getting separated.

Because getting lost in the deep mountains and old forests is the most life-threatening, even the old head who has been driving the mountains for a lifetime dare not guarantee that he can find his way home smoothly every time.

Especially mountain digging for ginseng is mostly in summer and autumn, when the mountains are not lacking in various climate changes.

Cloudy, foggy, and rainy are its normal state, and sometimes it can even change several times in a day.

Sometimes the sun is shining directly, scorching people, and sometimes there are violent storms, rolling black clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain.

The most common weather change is fog. Once foggy, the mountain-driving stick in the hands of the mountain-driving man, which can confirm the location of his companions, becomes their most important life-saving tool.

According to the current situation, the group of mountain-driving men who originally lived here may have had an accident when they went out to look for ginseng with their tools.

But the specific situation is hard to say. They may have dug up the "big stuff" and happened to meet their peers who were tempted by the money and killed all these people.

Maybe they lost their way after encountering the fog, and ended up going in the opposite direction, and finally all died in the depths of the forest due to various accidents?

Han Li shuddered when he thought of this. Fortunately, he had a sparrow to lead the way and didn't have to worry about getting lost.

But no matter what the situation was, he didn't plan to spend the night here, mainly because it was too disgusting.

Han Li kept walking towards the foot of the mountain, and found a small river covered with heavy snow. This might be the place where the mountain herders fetched water on a daily basis.

Han Li walked a little further to the side until the sparrow could no longer see the road and could no longer guide him. He could only decide to spend the night on a large earth slope next to it, where it would be easier to use the golden finger.

Han Li had made this kind of temporary resting place many times along the way, so he finished this pit for the night in a short time.

After completing the very skillful actions of closing the door, lighting the fire, and boiling water, Han Li sat by the fire pit waiting for the water to boil, and he suddenly remembered the animal skin he had found in the small box just now.

I don't know what is recorded on it?

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