Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

Fortunately, he didn't hug the wrong person while he was asleep. The next day, Chen Yongqiang woke up to find Lin Xiulian still in his arms.

Chen Yongqiang went to the construction site early in the morning. Zhao Fugen had already arranged all the work perfectly.

He looked around and, finding nothing he needed to do, turned to get his hunting rifle and prepared to go up the mountain.

Sirius was already waiting in the yard. When it saw its master carrying a gun, it immediately stood up and raised its tail high.

Chen Yongqiang patted its head, and the two of them headed towards Qinglong Mountain.

Hunting was Chen Yongqiang's original profession.

Once he entered the mountains, he seemed like a different person; his eyes sharpened and his steps became lighter.

The scent of the mountains and forests filled him, making him feel much more energetic.

Tianlang led the way, sniffing the ground incessantly. Chen Yongqiang, carrying his hunting rifle, walked up the familiar animal trail; this was the most carefree time for him.

When he reached the mountainside, Chen Yongqiang went to the mountain god temple to offer incense as usual.

The temple was still the same dilapidated temple, with a few missing blue tiles and cracks at the base of the walls.

He lit three incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and the smoke rose up in wisps.

"Mountain God, I will definitely renovate this temple for you this year." After saying this, he solemnly bowed three times.

The wisps of smoke from the incense burner suddenly rose straight up without the slightest deviation.

Chen Yongqiang then heard that familiar voice in his mind: [Someone is illegally logging timber in Qinglong Mountain. Host, go and investigate immediately.]

He stood up and grabbed his hunting rifle. Sirius also suddenly pricked up his ears, letting out a low growl.

"Let's go," Chen Yongqiang said in a deep voice, and the man and the wolf ran towards the direction indicated by the system.

When Chen Yongqiang arrived at the scene, he saw a mess. More than a dozen mature red pines had been sawed off at the root, their branches scattered all over the ground, and the axe marks on the tree stumps were still fresh.

The people who illegally logged the trees must have left not long ago.

Sirius lowered his head and sniffed back and forth among the tree stumps, a low, suppressed anger rising in his throat.

"Who exactly is it?" Chen Yongqiang muttered to himself.

He counted them and found that a total of seventeen trees had been stolen, each with a diameter of at least half a meter. Such a mature forest would take at least thirty or forty years to grow.

A system notification suddenly sounded in Chen Yongqiang's mind:

[Triggering Quest: The Duty of Protecting the Forest]

[Mission Objective: Apprehend the timber thieves and recover the stolen timber]

[Quest Reward: Upgrade to Spirit Spring]

Sirius was the first to leap down the mountain path.

Chen Yongqiang gripped his hunting rifle and followed.

The signs of illegal logging were still fresh; he had to stop them before they could take the timber away.

The illegal loggers clearly didn't expect anyone to discover them, leaving behind many traces along the way.

Sirius walked quickly ahead, stopping from time to time to wait for his master.

Chen Yongqiang followed these traces and walked down the mountain from the north slope.

The direction is the boundary of a neighboring village, not the people of Shimen Village.

"Who exactly is it?"

When Chen Yongqiang recognized that face, a surge of anger welled up inside him.

Sirius sensed his master's anger, lowered his body, and let out a very soft threatening sound.

Chen Yongqiang held its back, not in a hurry to move.

Seventeen red pines, each half a meter in diameter, could fetch at least three or four hundred yuan on the black market, enough for them to squander for a while.

He took a slow breath and moved the shotgun behind him.

Even without the system mission, he would never let these people go down the mountain safely.

Every tree on Qinglong Mountain is recorded in the mountain god's account, and also in Chen Yongqiang's account.

The oxcart slowly made its way down the mountain road, its wheels creaking as they rolled over the gravel.

The three loggers chatted as they walked, the young man in the felt hat seeming uneasy, frequently glancing back. Jin Lao Er cursed at him:

"What are you cowardly about? There's no one in charge of this area, Qinglong Mountain, which spans dozens of miles!" The young man shrank back, not daring to talk back.

Chen Yongqiang followed about thirty paces away, using the shadows of the trees and rocks as cover, and never revealed himself.

Sirius's breathing was extremely low, his golden eyes fixed on the moving black figures in front of him.

After walking for a while, the mountain slopes gradually flattened, and the dirt road leading to Jinjia Village could be seen at the foot of the mountain ahead.

Chen Yongqiang stopped and looked around.

The woods here are sparse and offer little cover. Further ahead lies open ground, making it even harder to intercept them once they get onto the oxcart.

Right now.

He emerged from behind the tree, rifle level, and shouted in a deep voice, "Halt!"

Jin Lao Er froze, slowly turned around, and the fat on his face twitched twice.

The two young helpers turned pale the moment they saw the gun in Chen Yongqiang's hand.

"Chen, Chen Yongqiang..." Jin Lao Er took a half step back, forcing an awkward smile, "Brother Qiang, what, what's the misunderstanding?"

Chen Yongqiang ignored him, pointed the gun steadily at Jin Lao Er's chest, and took a step forward.

Sirius leaped out from his side, lowered his body, and let out a deep, drawn-out threatening growl, baring his gleaming white fangs.

The old ox beside the cart pawed restlessly, letting out a long moo.

"Seventeen red pines, the cuts are still fresh. Jin Lao Er, do you think the trees on my Qinglong Mountain are firewood for your backyard?"

Jin Lao Er's smile completely vanished; his lips twitched and his legs began to tremble.

Of course he knew who Chen Yongqiang was—the ruthless man from Shimen Village who had hunted bears, killed wild boar kings, and even shot down snow leopards.

At that moment, the dark muzzle of the gun was only three or four meters away from him. He had no doubt that if he dared to move again, the other party would really pull the trigger.

"I...I..." Jin Lao Er's voice was dry. "Brother Qiang, let's talk this over. You can have 30% of this batch of timber, no, 50%..."

Chen Yongqiang did not respond.

Sirius took another step forward, his growl deepening. The two young laborers knelt down with a thud: "Brother, it's not our fault, he hired us, he pays us five yuan a day..."

"Shut up!" Jin Lao Er's face turned green.

Chen Yongqiang lowered the muzzle of his gun, his tone devoid of emotion: "Keep the ox, unload the timber, and the three of you come with me to the police station."

Jin Lao Er's expression changed repeatedly. Suddenly, he reached behind his waist and pulled out a short-handled axe, making a move as if to lunge forward.

Without the slightest hesitation, Sirius pounced on him in a flash, biting his wrist that was holding the axe!

"Ah—!" Jin Lao Er screamed and fell to the ground, the axe slipped from his hand, and blood flowed down his sleeve.

Sirius loosened its mouth, took two steps back, and remained lowered, its low growl undiminished, awaiting its master's next command.

Chen Yongqiang walked over, stepped on the axe, looked down at Jin Lao Er who was slumped on the ground, and spoke in a soft but cold voice:

"This bite is to repay those seventeen trees."

He turned to the two terrified laborers and said, "Move all the wood back to its original place, and I will let bygones be bygones for what happened today."

The two men felt as if they had been granted a pardon and scrambled to unload the truck.

A mountain breeze swept through the forest, rustling the leaves. Chen Yongqiang looked up at the dense canopy and finally felt a little relief.