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After bypassing the tampered snowfield, Old Master Lu was still furious, cursing and swearing all the way, spitting everywhere.

"What kind of beast would do something so despicable, something that would bring about their own extinction!"

"Don't let me catch him, or I'll break his leg too!"

The old man sighed, patted Lu Qingshan on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Green Mountain, in these mountains, jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards show you no mercy."

"If we hunters don't stick together, it's no different from sending ourselves to our deaths. In the past, when the older generation went into the mountains, they would look after each other and lend a hand to anyone in trouble. This was the rule, and it was also the way to save their lives."

"These young people nowadays are restless, impatient, and malicious. They've abandoned the old rules and are only thinking about how to trip up their peers."

Lu Qingshan nodded silently, while the old man looked at the vast mountains and spoke in a desolate tone.

"Qingshan, remember this. The mountain god is watching those with black hearts, and sooner or later they will lose their lives in this ravine."

Lu Qingshan silently led the way, with two hunting dogs following closely at his feet.

After walking a while longer, the sun began to set, and the light in the mountains began to dim.

Grandpa Lu stopped and tapped the ash from his pipe: "It's getting dark. Let's stop here for today and head back."

Lu Qingshan also stopped, turned around to look at the old man, and suddenly spoke.

"Sir, shall we not go back today?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Old Master Lu glared at him. "Aren't you going back to sleep in the snowdrift? Have you gone mad from beating a pig?"

"I want to learn from you how to spend the night in the mountains," Lu Qingshan said earnestly. "I need to have this skill when I go into the mountains myself in the future. Otherwise, I don't know how I'll survive if heavy snow blocks the roads."

That made sense, and Old Master Lu's furrowed brows relaxed a little.

Lu Qingshan pressed his advantage: "Let's head towards Blind Man's Gully. Didn't we say we'd pass an old, sheltered stone cave? Let's go check it out, consider it scouting."

"You don't actually want to go to Blind Man's Gully, do you?"

Old Master Lu's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed even more tightly, and he gripped his pipe tightly.

"Are you out of your mind?! You think you can just go to Blind Man's Gully like that? The old folks say it's a haunted place; eight out of ten hunters who go there die there!"

The old man leaned against a tree and took a drag of his cigarette: "Besides, there really are bears in that area!"

"Master, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything." Lu Qingshan patted the hunting rifle on his chest.

"Besides, we're just scouting the area. If we encounter anything we don't like, we'll just turn back."

He knew the old man was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, so he didn't say he absolutely had to go to Blind Man's Gully.

Sure enough, after being flattered like that, Old Master Lu's expression softened a bit, but he still hesitated.

"That place... is very dangerous. You're still young, there's no need for you to take that risk."

"Sir, I can't stay under your wing forever."

Lu Qingshan's voice turned somber. "You'll get old someday. If I don't learn this skill of running through the mountains, what will I do when I end up working in the forest farm?"

These words struck a chord with Old Master Lu. He wanted his grandson to learn some martial arts from the forest so he could run away if anything happened.

He remained silent for a long while, then took a deep drag on his pipe. His expression was obscured by the swirling smoke.

Finally, he tucked the pipe into his waistband and muttered something.

"Let's go then! You'd better watch out!"

The grandfather and grandson talked as they walked.

"Qingshan, remember, there are rules for choosing a place to spend the night in the deep mountains and forests." The old man pointed with his pipe as he walked, "First, avoid the wind; second, avoid water sources; third, avoid dead trees."

"Sir, I understand avoiding the wind and dead trees, but why avoid water sources?"

In his previous life, Lu Qingshan learned things halfway through his life and only had a superficial understanding of many things. He didn't understand the principles behind them, but he knew that it was best not to be near water.

"Foolish boy, wild animals need to drink water at night too. If you stand guard by the water, you're just making yourself a snack for them."

The old man spat, "We need to find a place that's high up, has something to back it up against, and a way out in front of it."

After walking for about fifteen minutes, it became completely dark.

Lu Qingshan looked around and pointed to a slightly protruding rock cliff to his right: "Sir, how about that? There's a solid wall behind it, and it's open in front. I don't see any wolf hoof prints there."

Big Yellow and Green Tail were the first to run over, sniffed, circled around the rocky cliff a few times, and then obediently lay down.

The old man walked over and took a look, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, but he only said lightly, "Not bad, it wasn't a waste of time teaching. This is it."

The father and son unloaded their equipment and started a small fire.

"When on night duty, the fire cannot be too strong, lest it attract wolves, nor can it be put out."

The old man added damp pine needles to the fire to ward off snakes and insects while giving instructions.

"Don't take off your sleeping shoes, and don't let go of your knife. Although Big Yellow and Green Tail are alert, you can't rely on them entirely. We'll take turns; you keep watch for the first half of the night, and I'll keep watch for the second half."

"Alright, sir, you go to sleep first." Lu Qingshan gripped the knife in his hand.

The old man pulled his sheepskin coat tighter, lay down with his back to the fire, and soon began to snore evenly.

It was late at night, and a cold wind was whistling through the woods.

Lu Qingshan sat by the fire, his back ramrod straight, his eyes scanning the surrounding darkness warily. Whenever there was any rustling or movement in the woods, his hand would instinctively tighten its grip on the hilt of his knife.

Big Yellow's ears twitched, and Lu Qingshan immediately reached out to stroke its back, whispering to comfort it, "It's okay, Big Yellow, lie down."

Unbeknownst to him, in the darkness, the old man slightly opened one eye, looked at his grandson's wary and serious expression, and silently curved the corners of his mouth before turning over and falling into a deep sleep.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

The old man kicked Lu Qingshan, who was still dozing by the fire: "Wake up, pack your things, get ready to leave."

Lu Qingshan rubbed his eyes, and the old man began to explain in a long, rambling manner.

"Put out the fire first, then cover it with soil. Also, bury the bone fragments you ate last night deep in a hole."

The old man pointed to the ground, "Don't leave any human scent behind, lest the animals in the forest follow the scent and come here."

Lu Qingshan quickly did as instructed, tamping the fire down with mud and covering it with a handful of dry leaves until no trace was visible.

I sighed inwardly: Indeed, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. Many of their detailed experiences have been passed down orally from veteran hunters.

Big Yellow and Green Tail circled around a few times, then urinated on the tree roots, using the smell of dog urine to mask the lingering scent of humans.

"Alright, let's go."

The old man tightened his belt, and Da Huang and Qing Gen led the way with their heads down, as the two of them once again disappeared into the dense forest shrouded in white mist.

The further you go in, the denser the forest becomes, and the dimmer the light gets.

A faint scent began to drift in the air.

It wasn't the stench of wild animals, but a richer, sweet-smelling bloody odor.

Lu Qingshan stopped, squatted down, and picked up a pinch of snow.

The snow was red and had been frozen into ice pellets.

Old Master Lu's expression also changed. He was experienced and only glanced at it before lowering his voice: "Something's not right. Something just died up ahead."

The two hunting dogs began to growl restlessly, their fur standing on end as they growled in a low growl.

Walking a few dozen meters further, the sight before him made Old Master Lu gasp in shock.

A red pine tree that required two people to hug was snapped in half at the waist, the break jagged and uneven, as if it had been run over by some giant object.

On the snow, there was a long, shocking trail of drag marks, mixed with black animal fur and congealed blood.

At the end of the bloodstains lay two stiff wolf corpses.

One of them had its throat bitten off, and the other's chest collapsed, a gruesome death.

"Wolves!" Old Master Lu's voice tightened. "The thing that could turn two adult wolves into this state... it must be a bear!"

"The hibernating bear was woken up; it's been angered!"

He grabbed Lu Qingshan's arm, his eyes filled with anxiety: "Let's go! This beast is a powder keg right now, if we run into him we're dead! The two of us aren't even a match for him!"

Lu Qingshan, however, did not move.

He calmly observed the marks on the ground, his voice steady.

"Grandpa, look, this bear is also injured. The blood on the ground isn't all from wolves."

"It fought with the wolf pack, and both sides must have been badly injured. Now is its weakest moment."

"Fortune favors the bold. If we can bring this huge thing back, we'll have all the money we need to build a house and get married."

Grandpa Lu was so shocked by his words that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"You...you're courting death!?"