Reborn in the 1980s: I made my fortune hunting wild game in Changbai Mountain

"Viewing the mountains?"

Upon hearing these two words, Yue Feng's eyes went blank.

"Yes, Guanshan! It sounds mysterious, but the logic is actually very simple. It's just that unless you're a hunter with exceptional talent, very few people can truly master it!"

What does "observing the mountains" mean? It means observing the characteristics of mountain ranges, topography, vegetation distribution, etc., in order to make advance predictions based on the habits of the elk and choose suitable places to set traps.

If the unicorn is indeed active somewhere, finding it is only a matter of time if you put in the effort.

Finding it isn't the goal; catching it is.

In order to trap it, a snare must be set up in advance to avoid arousing suspicion. Where to set the snare in advance will test a hunter's ability to observe the mountains.

That animal was a mythical beast, and its habits could not be judged by the standards of ordinary animals.

Will the sheep accept the proposed next territory? If not, it will definitely continue to move in order to escape until it finds a new place to settle down!
The considerations involved here are far more complex than those for hunting tigers!

If you miss the opportunity to view the mountain, months of preparation will have been for nothing.

After listening to Grandpa Chen's explanation, Yue Feng nodded: "I understand what you said!"

Traditional hunters who hunt goats with eagles certainly don't consider the use of falcons!
"What if we include the two gyrfalcons I have?"

"Use an eagle?" Upon hearing this, Grandpa Chen frowned slightly and began to think.

"The legendary hanging sheep is not very big. If you use an eagle, you can really catch it alive!"

I remember you said before that the two eagles in your house could peck out the eyes of deer and wild boars!
If this trick could also be used on the hanging sheep, the success rate of capturing it alive should be greatly improved!
It's important to note that the habitat of the hanging sheep is definitely in places like cliffs, which are difficult for ordinary people to reach. If an eagle pecks out its eye and the hanging sheep loses its footing and falls off the cliff, all the previous plans will be in vain!

Whether you use eagles or traps, you must choose the right place to have a chance of success!

Otherwise, why don't you ask your master? Old Zhao's understanding of the art of "viewing mountains" is far superior to mine! I can't share more of his experience with you on this point!

Yue Feng nodded after listening: "Okay, I've gotten all the information from you. I'll continue my journey up the mountain to find my master!"

If my master doesn't find anything else, I'll go to Tiecheng to ask Uncle Wu again! The appointment is for tomorrow noon, so I have plenty of time!

"Leaving tomorrow? There's not much time left. I won't keep you. Go ask about your business first! We can hang out again when we have some free time!"

"Okay! I'll be going now!"

Yue Feng greeted them and quickly got up. Grandpa Chen escorted Yue Feng all the way to the gate of the courtyard before turning back.

Yue Feng got on his motorcycle, twisted the throttle, and headed straight for the mountain farm.

In terms of age, his master was about the same age as Old Chen. Since Old Chen knew about the legend of the hanging sheep, his master should also know something about it.

More than half an hour later, Yue Feng rode his motorcycle at breakneck speed and arrived at the mountain farm.

At the farm, Master Zhao Dashan was playing with Coal Ball and the pack of wolf-blooded cubs in the yard.

"Master! You're busy!" Yue Feng parked his motorcycle at the gate and pushed the door open to enter the yard.

"What's wrong? Why are you all so flustered? There's a huge throttle noise coming from the accelerator when we're going uphill!"

Zhao Dashan glanced at his apprentice, his wise eyes radiating composure.

“It’s a tricky situation. Brother Jun called me and said that the old man is not in good health and needs to be saved by catching sheep’s blood! I just came back from Grandpa Chen’s house. Do you know the habits of catching sheep or how to catch them alive?”

"Catching a hanging sheep? I've lived in the mountains my whole life, and I haven't seen that thing for at least thirty years!" Zhao Dashan shook his head after hearing this.

Yue Feng keenly grasped the subtext in the words.

"You mean, you met him thirty years ago?"

"I'm not sure if it is, but I suspect it's a takin! That thing is clever and cautious, and even seasoned hunters have a hard time finding its tracks!"
I remember it was in a cliff area about seven or eight kilometers north of Xuanyingjian. One year I went there to hunt and chased a group of roe deer so far that I couldn't get back to my lodging that day. So I made a fire in the wild and spent the night there!
As dawn approached, I heard a strange cry coming from the edge of the cliff, so I crept up there to investigate.

I thought it was a musk deer or some other animal, but I only saw a grayish-white shadow.

After spotting me, it jumped off the cliff at lightning speed, then darted away like lightning along the cliff face, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye!

Later, when I talked about it with other hunters, they said it might have been a stag goat!

"And then?" Yue Feng asked after listening.

"Later, I went to stake it out a few times, but I never found any trace of it again!"

That thing is even rarer than a mountain bandit! There's a rumor that years ago someone caught a *Symplocos edulis* and presented it to the warlord to treat injuries he sustained in his youth! Whether it's true or not, I don't know!

"How big was that suspected goat you saw?"

"It's a size bigger than a roe deer! It has two strong, thick horns on the back of its head. If I had to estimate, it would weigh around a hundred pounds!"

"That big? I've heard that you can only get three bowls of blood from a single ram! That doesn't seem to make sense."

“I don’t know!

The older generation has these sayings: hanging sheep's blood can be used as a medicine to save lives, and hanging sheep's meat can strengthen the body.

But none of the people I know have actually seen or eaten it, so its authenticity is impossible to verify!

Let's calculate based on an average adult goat. Slaughtering a goat yields four to seven pounds of blood, which is definitely more than just three bowls.

Zhao Dashan's analysis is very rational and objective. Blood is a prerequisite for an animal to survive normally, and the amount of blood is strictly positively correlated with body weight.

It's impossible to say that a 100-pound sheep can only produce three bowls of blood.

Yue Feng nodded, not dwelling on the detail, and continued to ask, "From the information you have, what method would be suitable to catch it?"
Brother Jun said there's a place where someone seems to have witnessed a stag goat; I'm leaving tomorrow at noon!

"The 'hanging sheep' is a very intelligent creature. It has an extremely sensitive sense of smell, knows its way around, and can see its surroundings clearly even at night!"

Conventional methods are ineffective in capturing it alive!
The method I heard from older generations was to press down the branches and hang the branches with a foot cover, which might work, but I don't think it's very likely!
Ordinary tree bark has very limited toughness, except for a few specific tree species with strong bark! However, the soil on the edge of cliffs is barren, and many trees simply cannot survive there!

In my opinion, it's extremely difficult to catch it using conventional methods.

If I were you, I might try using salt!
Even the smartest goats will be wary of salt in the wild. If you give them regular salt, they will be cautious. But if you use rock salt, they shouldn't be alarmed!
If this method works, we can find a way to lure it to a location where we can capture it alive! Then, catching it will be much easier!

Putting everything else aside, as long as the terrain is suitable, our Black Eagle and White Spear can handle this job!

"Hmm, that makes sense!"

After listening to his master's words, Yue Feng finally had some idea of ​​what was going on.

Zhao Dashan nodded to his apprentice and continued to instruct him, "I'm not worried about that. You're certainly capable of handling things on the spot. I'm more worried about something else."

You just said that the old man of the Ye family is dying? When you reach their position, every move they make is being watched by countless eyes!
I don't object to you accepting the invitation to help, but please be extra careful about your safety!

"I've considered that too. Brother Jun said he'll arrange for people to ensure my safety!"
The old man's matter concerns certain balances and shifts in the power structure at the highest levels. There will definitely be clever people stirring things up behind the scenes. Brother Jun said the Ye family will cover for him!

"That's more like it! When are you leaving? You'd better go and see your Uncle Wu!"
Since you've already promised, you can't be too well prepared. This may seem like a simple favor, but in reality, it's as risky as pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth or licking blood from a knife's edge!

Your Uncle Wu has plenty of experience in the ways of the world; let him give you some pointers!

"I'm leaving tomorrow at noon. My original plan was to ask Grandpa Wu about it! I wonder if he knows anything more about this hanging sheep!"

"It's unlikely. You go and ask! Have you prepared everything else? You must bring your equipment, and make sure you have enough bullets!"

"Brother Jun, prepare the weapons and equipment for me! In that case, I won't stay on the mountain any longer!"

Now we're heading down the mountain to Iron City. If all goes well, we should be back tonight!

"Go! Take Canglong with you when you leave! You won't really need the other dogs, one Canglong is enough! Remember one thing, no matter how big the favor, it's not as important as your life! If things are hopeless, run away, don't be reckless!"

"remember!"

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After leaving the farm on the mountain, Yue Feng's mood changed noticeably again.

The old man also sensed the potential risks, and his tone was particularly solemn when he gave his safety instructions earlier.

However, the trip wasn't entirely in vain; the trick of using rock salt to lure the hanging sheep might actually work.

Yue Feng rode his motorcycle down the mountain with Canglong on the back, dropped the dog off at the new house, then refueled and set off again, heading straight for Wu Keji's base camp in Tiecheng.

Yue Feng traveled at a steady pace, but when he arrived at Wu Keji's large house, things didn't go as smoothly as he had expected.

Grandpa Wu's house was locked tight; there was no one home.

Yue Feng knocked on his neighbor's door and asked what was going on. He learned that the door hadn't been opened for at least a few days, and he didn't know the specifics.

Having come up empty-handed, Yue Feng went to the supply depot to borrow a phone and called another number that could contact Grandpa Wu, but no one answered.

Now, Yue Feng was completely stumped.

The old man had most likely taken the ginseng-making group into the mountains, or gone out on other business; otherwise, why would he have left someone at home to look after the house?

Since he had done everything he could and still couldn't find the person, Yue Feng stopped worrying about it, got on his motorcycle, and drove back to his home in Fengcheng that very night.

When I got home, it was already past midnight, and my wife, Wang Xiaona, was still awake.

Yue Feng entered the house with somewhat exhausted steps.

"Honey, you're still awake?"

"I was worried about you. I couldn't sleep until you came back! How did it go?" Wang Xiaona, holding a thin blanket, immediately got up from the kang (a heated brick bed) when she saw her husband return.

"Almost there, we got some useful information! We went to Tiecheng, but Grandpa Wu wasn't home. Everything else was fine!"

"So, how long are you staying when you go out tomorrow? Xiao Tao and the others came over this evening, are you taking them with you tomorrow?"

After a moment's thought, Yue Feng realized that someone needed to keep an eye on things at home, so the four-person hunting team definitely couldn't all go with them.

After a moment's consideration, Yue Feng said, "Let Xiao Tao come with me. Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu are more reliable; they can stay home and look after the house!"

"So when are you leaving tomorrow?"

"At the latest, before noon, Brother Jun will arrange a car to pick me up!"
"This time, we'll only take two Eagles, plus a Canglong dog! We'll have logistical support; we don't need to prepare anything ourselves. Let's travel light!"

Wang Xiaona: "Mmm! I don't know anything about professional stuff, I'll just stay home and wait for you to come back! By the way, have you eaten dinner? I've left some rice in the pot for you!"

He rushed there and rushed back, so Yue Feng didn't have time to eat; his stomach was already growling with hunger.

"I haven't eaten yet. You just lie there and I'll heat it up myself!"

Yue Feng got off the kang (a heated brick bed), then went to the kitchen and added some fuel to the fire under the pot. Once the food was heated up, he quickly devoured it.

After finishing their meal and returning to the room, Wang Xiaona was already leaning against the wall, gently snoring.

The pregnant woman was heavy, and it was getting late, so she couldn't stay awake any longer.

Yue Feng quietly slipped on his slippers, got onto the kang (a heated brick bed), turned off the light, and then covered his wife with a thin blanket.

Soon, the fatigue from a long day of running around returned, and Yue Feng fell into a deep sleep.

I didn't sleep well all night; my dreams were filled with bizarre and chaotic images that didn't make any sense.

Just after 5:30, Yue Feng woke up early, his eye bags were a bit heavy, he hadn't slept well last night.

After getting up and tending to the hawk and dog, Yue Feng waited until his wife was awake before heading to the old house for breakfast. Xiao Tao, Xiao Wen, and Xiao Wu arrived before seven o'clock. Yue Feng explained the situation, left the two of them to watch the house, and then Xiao Tao went out with them.

After arranging the trivial matters, Yue Feng simply packed his luggage at home, including a few changes of clothes, a gun, bullets, leg irons, and other essentials for going into the mountains, and made a small shoulder bag.

At 9:30 a.m., Brother Jun called again to inquire about the situation and told me that a car would be coming to pick me up later.

Around 11 o'clock, a car with military license plates drove directly to Yue Feng's house.

Yue Feng and Xiao Tao, along with their personal luggage, two eagles, and a dog, got into the car and headed straight for the nearest airport.

Yue Feng had met the driver of the car who came to pick him up a few times and they could be considered acquaintances. They chatted casually for a while to pass the time.

By the time we arrived at the airport, it was already 2 PM.

Preparations at the airport are complete; supplies, tents, and weapons are all packed. Each person has an average of two large military green backpacks.

A five-person team without military ranks followed Yue Feng and Xiao Tao onto the military aircraft.

The helicopter took off, carrying personnel and supplies directly to its destination.

The legendary hanging sheep?

My buddy's here! (End of Chapter)