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Chapter 286 When have I ever made a joke?

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    Because the unlucky squirrel attracted hatred and because the crowd did not enter the core territory of the snake's nest, the snakes did not express any reaction to the crowd's departure.  But compared to everyone¡¯s panic, two guys seemed very happy to encounter such a scene, that is, Mountain Condor No. 1 and No. 2, which had been hovering over the mountain forest and followed the team.  As soon as the crowd left, two mountain eagles circled and swooped down, each grabbed a snake from the outside and dropped it on a nearby big tree. In front of the group of snakes, they used their own kind to solve their stomach problems.  .  "Let's go too." Li Qiude said to Zhang Xian and other old hunters.  "Wait a moment." Zhang Xian did not move.  "What?" Everyone else looked over in confusion.  "Find some raw materials." Zhang Xian replied, taking out a spool, winding the thread end and tying it on an iron arrow.  Hang the spool on the shoulder strap of the backpack and fix it, then naturally bend the bow and set an arrow. With a "swish" sound, the iron arrow flies out with the rapid rotation of the spool, passing through a black snake wandering on the edge.  passed, and then inserted into the soil forcefully.  Being hit so hard, the snake instinctively twisted its body crazily to wrap up the iron arrow. However, it was just instinct. Although the arrow was not in the seven-inch vital area, it was actually dead at that moment. What happened afterward?  It's just a conditioned reflex.  Turning the spool to pull back the iron arrow, my uncle Xu Minggui had the latest reaction: "Is that a black gall snake?" "Well, this snake is getting harder and harder to find." Zhang Xian confirmed the answer.  ¡°Then leave some for me then.¡± Xu Minggui said again.  The black bile snake is not named because its bile is black, but because its bile is darker in color. Zhang Xian is interested in its bile, which is one of the raw materials for making better insect repellent powder.  It was also one of the secret recipes passed down from my grandfather, so my uncle Xu Minggui guessed his plan in a blink of an eye.  "Okay, no problem, let's go." The goal was achieved. He put the dead snake into the net bag and looked for an opportunity to deal with it. Zhang Xian was not willing to stay here any longer. Although there were many snakes here, there were only a few.  If it appeals to him, if you want to make a snake soup feast or something, you can consider getting a few more snakes as raw materials. However, after this time, he also understands the taste of the team, and obviously not many people will accept this kind of food.  Mountain delicacies, as for the two mountain condors, don¡¯t worry, they will catch up naturally after solving the stomach problem.  The team did not go far, but they got into the forest where they came from and stopped going forward. Xu Mingfeng and several other villagers were here waiting for Zhang Xian and the others to come over. Without a few old hunters to lead the way, they  Don't dare to run far, even if you return the same way, it doesn't mean there is no risk. The unpredictable environment in the old forest no one can guarantee that accidents will not happen.  "Damn it, my goosebumps are still gone now" "Did you take pictures just now?" "The battery was out a long time ago." "Ah haha, prepare some more mobile power supplies, I took a short video!" "Yeah.  ? Who said there is a short video? " "Who? Remember to go out and share it, there is no signal" "" The team is obviously still in the shock caused by the dense group of snakes, especially the young people who are discussing it very happily.  A group of people were also among them chattering in foreign languages, but Zhang Xian guessed that none of the experts in this group were studying snakes, or else they just wanted to take a few more looks and have an academic discussion.  "How to go downstairs?" Xu Mingfeng came up and asked several people for their opinions.  Several people looked at Zhang Xian in unison. At present, he was the only one who knew the clear target address. Everyone else was still discussing the route on the map. Now that the established route was blocked, it was natural for Zhang Xian to make up his mind.  "We can only take a detour." However, Zhang Xian actually has no good solution. With such a large number of "burdens", how can the current situation be solved except for a detour?  So after walking back for a while, Zhang Xian took everyone on a, well, more difficult road The original difficulty was walking through the mountains and forests, but now the difficulty is walking through the cliffs. After a period of hard work by everyone,  , everyone has climbed halfway, and the result is that everyone is holding the safety rope from the head to the tail of the team, walking cautiously on the mountain wall that can only allow one person to turn around, and even the voice of speaking has become a little softer.  It wasn't until after several turns that a waterfall formed by a mountain stream appeared in front of us, the atmosphere of the team became active again. Especially when we saw the small rainbow formed by the mountain waterfall and the sunset, we were immediately moved.  Everyone felt that this mountain road was worth walking.  Also, the waterfall in front of you, sevenThe colorful Hongqiao, the vast mountain forest at your feet, the blue sky and white clouds with the setting sun, and the giant eagle soaring in the sky. How can you enjoy this beautiful scenery without climbing to this high place?  And when they successfully climbed to the top and set foot on normal terrain again, the joy made everyone want to cheer.  Of course, this is for relatively young people. Those old professors have already rested on the spot. If these old bones hadn't been trained through years of field investigation experience, would they have been able to reach the destination this time?  Everyone said that the body is the capital of revolution is not just a slogan.  "Don't make any noise!" However, Zhang Xian's slightly louder words silenced the jubilant team for an instant. This period of time was enough for his "prestige" to impress the people present, even if they didn't understand.  The foreigners also stopped moving or making sounds.  "What's going on?" Xu Mingfeng asked on behalf of everyone.  "We seem to have encountered another snake's nest." Zhang Xian's voice returned to normal and he replied calmly.  "Really?" Xu Mingfeng looked around subconsciously and asked uncertainly. There was also a commotion in the team.  "Of course, when have I ever made a joke?" Zhang Xian said, bent down and picked up a fist-sized stone and put it in his hand.  Stepping sideways, shifting his center of gravity backwards, bending his arms, the stone flew away under the influence of Zhang Xian's strange force, and then hit a big tree more than thirty meters away on the edge of the cliff, knocking on the branches.  After a collision, he fell off the cliff.  Everyone was a little confused. Just when someone wanted to continue asking, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred. The big tree seemed to suddenly "come alive", and the branches began to "squirm". Then, in full view of everyone, a strip "separated" from the tree.  " came out, twisting his body and "gliding" to the sky above the cliff, followed by the second, third, and fourth After a while, only a few messy leaves hanging on the whole big tree were left.  The branches are not even half as "luxuriant and leafy" as they were just now. Instead, there is a strange scene of strips twisting left and right and "gliding" away.  Until this wonderful scene finally disappeared into the forest under the cliff, everyone had not recovered. Finally, Zhang Xian broke the silence: "Look, I just said when did I make a joke?" Others: "  ¡­¡± ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªThis is the dividing line that is not a joke¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª Everybody, happy Qingming Festival, 23333, burn paper group for the author: 2-0-7-9-3-4-2-3-3
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