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The next morning, the rooster crowed for the first time.

Lu Qingshan, who was on the kang (a heated brick bed), suddenly opened his eyes and landed steadily on the ground with a nimble somersault.

Thirty years of hardship and trials in his previous life running in the mountains had transformed him completely, shedding his former impetuousness and absurdity.

The well water was splashed on his face, and the chill made him shiver. Facing the biting morning wind, Lu Qingshan started running quickly.

Standing in the open space, Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and assumed a fighting stance.

The set of boxing he was practicing was called "White Ape Guarding the Mountain Boxing".

He learned this skill from an old herbalist who lived to be over ninety years old, whom he saved in the Changbai Mountains in his previous life.

Herb gatherers often climb steep and slippery mountain paths carrying heavy loads, which can easily injure their knees and lumbar spine. Moreover, the mountains and forests are yin and full of wild animals. This set of boxing moves is not about fancy moves, but mainly about strengthening muscles and bones and promoting blood circulation.

As he unleashed his punches and kicks, the wind whistled through the air. His movements, seemingly like an old ape with its back arched and neck tucked in, actually concealed extremely strong explosive power.

Memories of the boxing techniques he had practiced for thirty years in his previous life surfaced in his mind, guiding his still unrefined body to rationally mobilize every muscle and every tendon.

After finishing a set of punches, Lu Qingshan was covered in sweat, and white steam rose from his head and shoulders.

The heat flowed from his chest like hot water to his limbs and bones, instantly clearing away the soreness in his joints. He clenched his fist, feeling his back straight as a pine tree and an inexhaustible supply of energy.

"My constitution isn't actually bad; what I lack is proper care," Lu Qingshan muttered to himself, a smile playing on his lips as he swayed home.

As they reached the courtyard gate, they heard Wang Guifen muttering in a low voice from the outer room, "Are we really taking him? That place, Laoyagou, just had a dog injured a few days ago! The way he looked..."

Grandpa Lu coughed twice. "I'll take it with me. It won't get lost."

"The snow hasn't melted yet, and your legs aren't what they were twenty years ago."

"My legs aren't good, but my gun is."

Lu Qingshan opened the door and entered the courtyard, and the two of them looked at him in surprise.

Wang Guifang: "Changqing, when did you get up? You're really planning to go up the mountain?"

An approving glint flashed in Old Master Lu's eyes: "What are you dawdling for? Get back and get ready. Are you waiting for that bastard to come knocking on your door?"

Lu Qingshan responded, "Coming!"

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Wang Guifen could only turn around and take out the bowl, which contained corn porridge and two pieces of pickled vegetables.

"Have a bite first. Don't be like your grandpa, who went a whole day into the mountains without drinking any water."

Lu Qingshan took the bowl. "Mother, when I get back, I'll get you something good."

Wang Guifen glared at him, "Stop bragging. Bringing them back safe and sound is better than anything else."

Lu Changgui, sitting by the stove with his legs tied, looked up at the sound and said, "You're going into the mountains with your grandpa, listen to him. Don't rush in just because you see wild animals. Those 'cannon balls' are not to be trifled with; one hit and they can rip you open."

After finishing his porridge, Lu Qingshan handed the bowl back to his father. "Dad, if we run into them today, I'll avenge Hei Zi."

Wang Guifen snapped, "You dare say that? Your grandpa's looking for Heizi, not his body, not for you to risk your life!"

Lu Qingshan tightened his leg wraps. "Don't risk your life. If you really run into them, run if you can. That bastard can kill if he gets angry."

Lu Changgui sneered, "Yesterday I told you to get back to bed if you couldn't handle a gun, and today you want to fire your balls. Your mouth is faster than your gun."

Grandpa Lu handed over an old-fashioned beating sleeve. "Here you go."

Lu Qingshan caught it with both hands.

The gun was heavy, and the stock was polished to a shine. He had handled it many times in his past life, so he was no longer afraid. He picked up the gun, pressed it down on his shoulder, and held it with the muzzle pointing downwards.

Grandpa Lu glanced at him and said, "Not bad, you didn't shake yourself into a sieve."

Lu Qingshan laughed and said, "Master, I didn't sleep for nothing last night."

"Stop being so stingy." Old Master Lu turned around. "Gunpowder, lead bullets, dry rations, rope—light them all up. Losing even one of these things in the mountains will be fatal."

Wang Guifen chased after him and stuffed the cotton gloves into Lu Qingshan's arms.

"Xiulan came before dawn, bringing two cornbread buns, saying they were for your journey. The girl didn't go inside, she just left them there and left."

Lu Qingshan felt a warmth in his heart. "She came by?"

"Hmm." Wang Guifen looked at him. "Qingshan, if you really want to marry her, then don't make her worry."

Lu Qingshan put the cornbread into his satchel. "I remember."

Two hunting dogs were already waiting outside the gate.

The yellow-haired one is Big Yellow, and the black-backed, white-clawed one is Green-tailed. They originally went into the mountains with Blackie. Blackie led the way, Big Yellow scouted for the wind, and Green-tailed chased the rear. A few days ago, Blackie died in Old Crow Gully, Big Yellow's hind leg was scratched, and Green-tailed lost a piece of skin from its neck.

When Dahuang saw Lu Qingshan come out, it made two whimpering sounds and rubbed its nose against his hand.

Lu Qingshan squatted down and patted its head.

"Big Yellow, lead the way today. Once we find Blackie, we'll take him home."

Big Yellow licked his hand and turned to look at the mountain pass.

Old Master Lu turned his face away and cursed, "A beast remembers things better than a human."

Lu Qingshan recalled the last few years of his previous life, when he lived a life of hardship and deprivation. Now, his parents were still alive, his grandfather was still alive, and Lin Xiulan hadn't been ruined for her entire life.

He will not repeat the same mistake in this lifetime.

When we left the village, it was just getting light.

Hongshitun was poor, and winters were even harder. Whoever's chimney started smoking early was considered to have a decent amount of grain in their jar. A few idle men at the village entrance huddled against the wall smoking, their eyes following the grandfather and grandson carrying a gun and leading a dog.

"Old Master Lu, are you going to Laoyagou again?"

"Um."

"Bring Qingshan? Is he capable? Don't let him complain of being tired halfway through."

Someone laughed, "Qingshan, don't let yourself get too weak to handle the gun and have your grandpa carry you back."

Lu Qingshan looked over and saw Zhao Laosan, who usually loved to take advantage of the Lu family. He would come to their door to borrow meat and wine during holidays and never pay them back.

Old Master Lu stopped. "You're so talkative, why don't you come into the mountains with us?"

Zhao Laosan shrank his neck. "I was just joking."

Lu Qingshan chimed in, "Third Uncle, if you want meat, just say so. Don't beat around the bush. Since we caught some today, you have to buy it from me according to the rules. It's not free."

Old Zhao's face fell. "Fellow villagers, who are you trying to embarrass with?"

Lu Qingshan fastened his gun strap. "Whoever tries to take it for free, I'll embarrass them."

Grandpa Lu gave his grandson an approving look, then turned and left.

After passing the village entrance, the snow was ankle-deep. The mountain path was frozen solid, making a crunching sound when stepped on.

Grandpa Lu walked ahead, instructing as he went: "Look at the dogs. Yellow's nose is close to the ground, it's looking for familiar scents; it raises its head to face the wind, it's smelling new scents. Blue's tail is circling, it means there's a fork in the road."

Lu Qingshan had spent several years getting along with dogs in his previous life, and now with the old man teaching him step by step, he couldn't be more comfortable.

Grandpa Lu snorted, "Don't just listen. You've been here before, so tell me what you remember."

"Ahead, past Birch Gully, there's a patch of fallen trees on the right, with a puddle hidden under the snow. Further up, there's a pig rubbing against a tree. At the entrance to Crow Gully, there are three rocks, and Blackie loves to pee on the second rock."

Old Master Lu slowed his pace. "When did you remember that?"

"When I went into the mountains with you before, you would scold me, and I would just listen."

"Bullshit, haven't I scolded you enough? You haven't grown any more capable."

Lu Qingshan smiled and said, "I'll make sure you curse me less in the future."

Upon reaching Birch Gully, Qingwei suddenly veered off course.

Old Master Lu raised his hand.

Big Yellow stopped, its nose pressed against the snow, and burrowed to the left.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the snow and his eyes lit up. Several small hoof prints slanted across the snow from behind the bushes.

"This is a roe deer's mark."

Old Master Lu said in a low voice, "It's still a new seal."

Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "Let's not pursue it for now."

Old Master Lu looked at him and asked, "Aren't you envious?"

"I didn't come here for that."

Grandpa Lu stared at him for a long time. "If you had this brain a few years earlier, your father would have had fewer gray hairs."

"It's not too late now."

Stop embellishing your own reputation.

The grandfather and grandson bypassed the roe deer tracks and continued walking towards Laoyagou.

The further in they went, the thicker the snow became. The wind whistled through the gaps in the trees, hurting their ears. Lu Qingshan walked steadily, his steps firm, carrying his gun and bag on his back.

Grandpa Lu looked back twice.

"Just say you're tired."

"Not tired."

"Stubborn to the end."

Lu Qingshan quickened his pace, "Sir, shall I carry you on my back?"

"roll."

After Grandpa Lu finished scolding, he almost burst out laughing.

As they approached Laoyagou, Dahuang suddenly let out a low growl.

Greentail raised its tail, circled halfway around a pine tree, pressed its nose against the tree root, and dug out a few black hairs.

Grandpa Lu squatted down and twirled the hair in his hand.

My fingers remained still for a long time.

"Kuroko's".

Lu Qingshan's throat tightened. "Go further in?"

Grandpa Lu stuffed the black fur into his pocket. "Nonsense."

Before they had gone twenty steps, Big Yellow started barking. The bark was short and urgent, and its head was facing the bottom of the ditch.

Old Master Lu's expression changed. "Living!"

Greentail had already darted off, kicking up snow. Big Yellow, dragging its injured leg, followed, its barks growing louder and more urgent.

Lu Qingshan picked up his gun and gave chase.

Old Master Lu scolded from behind, "Slow down! There are lots of rocks at the bottom of the ditch, don't rush ahead of the dog!"

Lu Qingshan did not turn around.

The young man's legs strained through the snow, and in a few strides he leaped over the fallen log, the wind whistling past his ears. He saw that the bushes ahead had been knocked aside, fresh mud had been turned up in the snowdrift, and there was a string of wide hoof prints nearby, frighteningly deep.

Big Yellow stopped at the bottom of the slope and barked at the front.

The blue tail circled to the left, and all the fur on its neck stood up.

Lu Qingshan lowered the muzzle of his gun and put his finger on the trigger.

From behind the bushes came the heavy sound of snow being kicked up.

Old Master Lu's shouts echoed from behind: "Qingshan, take half a step back! That thing is right in front of you!"