Chapter 29: The Iron Triangle Decides, Fugui Must Seek Fortune in Danger!

They walked forward for a further distance.

The group entered a denser pine forest.

The snow on the ground had risen above the ankles, making travel increasingly difficult.

Lu Qingshan and his party walked for almost half a day, yet he still did not sense the mysterious fresh aura of the mountain's precious treasure; it seemed that Old Mountain Ginseng truly was something that could be encountered only by chance.

Suddenly, Liu Fugui jolted and stopped abruptly.

He quickly crouched and scraped away the thick snow with his hands.

After just one glance, his complexion turned deathly pale.

He pointed at the chaotic hoofprints on the ground, so clear they made one's heart race, his voice tightening with an uncontrollable tremor.

"Qing Shan, Tiezhu, look quickly..."

"This... this damn thing is Wild Boar hoofprint!"

Lu Qingshan and Zhao Tiezhu immediately stepped forward, their gazes simultaneously turning solemn.

On the snow-covered ground, a series of marks of varying depth were conspicuously imprinted!

They showed two clear front hoofprints and two slightly smaller rear hoofprints!

The largest hoofprint was almost as big as the mouth of a farmer's rice bowl!

Considering how chaotically the snow had been disturbed and the number of hoofprints...

It was certainly more than one or two!

It was clearly a sizable Wild Boar herd!

Lu Qingshan instantly held his breath.

He closed his eyes, and the Mountain Wild Heart ability operated at full power.

He carefully sensed the lingering wild aura in the air.

A strong, pungent, earthy and rancid smell surged into his perception as if it were a substance!

That aura was wild and ferocious!

He snapped his eyes open, his gaze sharp as a blade!

"That's right, it's a Wild Boar!"

"The number is not small, at least six or seven, a small herd!"

"Judging by the freshness of these marks, they passed by not long ago, just ahead!"

Wild Boar!

This is the infamous "Black‑Furred Human Bear" of Guandong Mountain!

Its hide is rough and its flesh thick to a terrifying degree; its tusks can easily split thick tree bark, and its temperament is extremely irritable.

Once it goes berserk, even a real bear must go around it!

The village's old hunters often say, better to encounter a blind bear than to tangle with a mother boar carrying piglets.

An ordinary hunter who meets a lone adult male Wild Boar already gets his scalp tingling, let alone this small herd before them!

Zhao Tiezhu's simple, honest face tightened instantly.

The veins in his hand gripping the Hunting Fork bulged, and his palm began to sweat involuntarily.

Liu Fugui grew even more nervous, his throat drying, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

His voice was as small as a mosquito's hum: "Qing Shan, this... this Wild Boar is too fierce, we are only three..."

"Perhaps we should go around first? It's not worth fighting them head‑on..."

Lu Qingshan, however, licked his somewhat chapped lips.

In his eyes there was not a hint of retreat; instead, they glittered with an almost greedy excitement and blazing light!

Danger?

Indeed dangerous!

But the reward is astonishingly great!

Six or seven Wild Boars, if we could take them all, how much meat would that be? How much money could it fetch?

Enough for the three families to completely improve their lives, and still send plenty to their parents!

Originally, on this mountain trip, he had intended to focus on team cohesion first.

But after traveling this far, his confidence grew greatly regarding Zhao Tiezhu and Liu Fugui's performance, as well as his own perception ability.

Fugui has always sought opportunities in danger!

He was reborn, wasn't it to seize every chance and risk his life to change his fate?!

"Fear? No!"

Lu Qingshan let out a sharp low shout.

The voice was not loud, yet it carried a decisive, cutting force that instantly suppressed Liu Fugui's inclination to retreat.

"When the fat meat comes to the door, there's no reason not to eat it!"

His gaze burned like a torch as it swept over the two who were clearly intimidated by his aura.

His tone bore undeniable authority and great Confidence.

"These Wild Boars, today we will finish them!"

"As long as the plan is meticulous, all will follow my command!"

"Make sure they never return; they'll all become meat in our pot and skin on the stove!"

Seeing the resolute, all‑consuming determination and Confidence in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

Zhao Tiezhu and Liu Fugui seemed as if an invisible force had seized their hearts.

The little Fear earlier was instantly replaced by a stronger emotion mixed with tension and excitement.

A surge of hot blood rushed uncontrollably to the top of his head!

"Monkey!" Lu Qingshan spoke at breakneck speed, giving them no time to hesitate.

"Your legs are the swiftest, you're bold and meticulous—go scout ahead right away!"

"Find me a narrow spot suitable for an ambush, preferably with steep sides and a dead‑end that's hard to traverse!"

"Tiezhu!"

"You're strong—use what's at hand!"

"Cut some sturdy dry vines, the more the better! Then take out the hemp rope we brought and prepare it for tripwires!"

"Also, sharpen several hardwood stakes, making the tips razor‑sharp!"

"Hurry! Everyone get moving—we don't have much time!"

"All right! I'm on it!"

Liu Fugui's eyes turned red with excitement at Lu Qingshan's description of a "big haul" and his irresistible aura.

He gritted his teeth, shoved the slingshot into his waist, drew his firewood knife and gripped it tightly to bolster his courage.

Then, crouching low, he darted into the ahead forest like a startled lynx, moving with incredible agility.

"I'll go prepare too!"

Zhao Tiezhu replied in a low voice.

His massive frame erupted with astonishing strength as he hoisted the mountain‑splitting blade and began searching nearby for suitable vines and thick deadwood.

Lu Qingshan drew a deep breath of icy air.

The cold air, scented with pine needles, flooded his lungs with a sharp sting, yet it cleared his mind.

He closed his eyes again.

Mountain Wild Heart functioned like the most precise radar, locking firmly onto the direction and approximate distance of the slowly moving wild boar herd.

They seemed to be leisurely rooting for grass beneath the snow over a li away, utterly unaware that a catastrophe looming over their heads was about to strike.

His mind worked like a high‑speed machine, rapidly plotting every detail of the hunt against this "moving meat mountain."

A heart‑pounding siege, wagering courage, wisdom, and luck.

It was about to erupt suddenly in the Guandong Mountain Forest, which had lain silent for untold ages.

Having received the order, Liu Fugui's lingering fear was swept away by Lu Qingshan's vision of "white‑white pork" and his ruthless "let's get it" determination.

Now his mind was filled with the image of wild boars falling and exchanging them for heavy bundles of cash.

He took a deep breath, tucked the slingshot into his waist, and gripped tightly the firewood knife that had been polished to a bright sheen.

His figure, like the most agile ape in the woods, slipped silently into the forest ahead.

He deliberately chose routes through densely packed trees, dim light, and complex terrain.

A pair of eyes, as sharp as a hawk's, scanned every inch of the surrounding land.

Years of forest experience told him that confronting a wild boar— which only knows how to charge head‑on— with brute force was pure suicide.

One must rely on the terrain!

Drive them into a dead end, limit their terrifying impact, and only then can you strike!

As he moved swiftly, he kept his eyes locked on the increasingly clear wild boar hoofprints on the ground, ensuring he didn't lose the trail.

At the same time, his ears pricked up like a rabbit's, alertly catching any faint sound in the woods.

In this ancient forest, danger wasn't limited to wild boars.

Venomous snakes, starving wolves, and even a blind bear that might suddenly appear— all required constant vigilance.

He passed through a stretch of birch forest that blocked out the sky.

Suddenly the view opened up, and the terrain noticeably dipped downward.

Liu Fugui's eyes lit up instantly; he could hardly keep from shouting in excitement!

He had discovered a spot that seemed tailor‑made by heaven for a perfect ambush!

It was a naturally formed narrow gully, as if cleaved open by a giant axe.

Both sides of the gully were steep slopes two or three meters high.

The slopes were covered with tangled old tree roots and thick, entwined vines.

Not to mention the clumsy wild boar— even a nimble person would struggle to climb up.

The gully floor was relatively flat, but only about five or six meters wide.

That width was just enough to let the herd of wild boars squeeze through together.

Yet it was narrow enough to make it difficult for them to turn around or scatter their charge to the sides.

Even better!

Looking ahead, the ground at the gully's end rose sharply!

Forming a near‑90‑degree steep earthen bank!

The bank wasn't very high— about the height of a person.

But for a wild boar with short legs and a low center of gravity, it was absolutely an impassable heavenly moat!

"Great! This is the spot!"

"This is practically a grave prepared for that bunch of stupid pigs!"

Liu Fugui's heart leapt with wild joy, pounding so hard it felt like it might burst from his throat.

He quickly examined the surroundings again, making sure there were no hidden side paths for the boars to escape.

Then, like a rabbit that's just gotten news, he scrambled back along the same route, hands and feet flying.

He needed to report this fantastic news to Lu Qingshan!