Chapter 53

Wan Ping'an arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"The mountain forests of the fifties are all original ecology, not having suffered any destruction; the trees are towering, and the wild grass is lush!"

Wan Ping'an looked out.

Before his eyes was a deep green.

Before entering the mountain, he checked his equipment one last time.

Bow intact!

Arrows intact!

The other equipment was also intact; not a single piece was left behind.

"Enter the mountain!"

Wan Ping'an heightened his vigilance and stepped into the mountain forest.

In the mountain forests of the fifties, wild animals were rampant; there were herds of wild boars, ferocious black bears, and people often encountered tigers.

Any one of them could easily cost an ordinary person their life.

For an ordinary person to go into the mountains to hunt was just a gamble on luck.

If luck was good, they could save their little life.

If luck was bad, they wouldn't even leave behind their bones.

Sihe Academy.

The Jia family.

"Stop sleeping, both of you stop sleeping. I just saw Wan Ping'an; he was carrying a bow and arrow, he must be going into the mountains to hunt."

Jia Zhangshi had a stomachache and got up early to go to the bathroom.

Otherwise.

She would sleep until the sun was high.

"He's going hunting, what does that have to do with us?"

Jia Dongxu wasn't awake and didn't want to get up.

"All of you get up."

"How does it not have anything to do with us?"

"He's going into the mountains to hunt, I estimate he won't be coming back; he's bound to die in the mountains."

"If he dies, the house will be empty."

"Think of a way to get his house into our hands. Dongxu isn't young anymore, he needs to get married, and Wan Ping'an's house would be perfect for the wedding."

Jia Zhangshi revealed a greedy expression.

The Jia family lived in the side room of the middle courtyard of the Sihe Academy; it was fine for a family of three, but if there were more people, it would definitely seem very crowded.

She had long been eyeing Wan Ping'an's house.

"Our family doesn't meet the regulations for re-allocation of housing; even if the house becomes empty, it won't be allocated to our family."

Jia Gensheng sighed.

When they first got married, Jia Zhangshi complained the house was small and made him go to the factory to ask, go to the subdistrict office to ask, and the answer was always that they didn't meet the regulations for re-allocation.

"Get up."

"Stop sleeping."

"All of you get up for me."

Jia Zhangshi was angry and threw Old Jia's quilt onto the floor.

When Jia Dongxu saw this, he sprang up.

Jia Gensheng sighed; he regretted marrying Jia Zhangshi, and if he were given another chance, he would never choose Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Dongxu looked resentfully at his father, Jia Gensheng, not daring to make a sound, only muttering in his heart: "Can't you keep your wife under control?"

At this moment.

Wan Ping'an in the mountains encountered a situation.

"There's movement."

"Front left, about two hundred meters."

"Medium-to-large size, large quantity, one, two... there are seven individuals!"

Wan Ping'an held the bow and arrow in his hand, staring closely at the front left.

Soon.

They appeared.

"People?"

Wan Ping'an was a bit surprised.

There were seven people; looking at their attire, they were all hunters, a small hunting team.

The deep mountains and old forests were full of dangers.

Forming a team to go into the mountains was a very good choice; everyone could look out for each other.

He discovered the hunting team.

The hunting team also discovered him.

Both sides approached and stopped at a distance of about five meters.

"Young man, you're going into the mountains to hunt alone?"

The leader was an old hunter, looking to be forty or fifty years old, with a few gray hairs at his temples, his face full of wrinkles, full of vicissitudes.

"Right!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He knew the correct way to handle this at this moment was to tell the other side that he had teammates, to confuse them and prevent them from having any crooked ideas.

Wan Ping'an was bold because of his high skill.

He wasn't afraid of them having crooked ideas.

Whoever dared to have crooked ideas, he would shoot them to death with one arrow.

"Hahaha, look at what he's holding?"

"A bow and arrow!"

"What era is this?"

"Why are you still using an old-fashioned bow and arrow to hunt?"

There was a young hunter, looking to be only twenty-one or twenty-two, about the same age as Wan Ping'an, with an obvious scar on his forehead.

Looking at Wan Ping'an, he mocked and ridiculed him.

The smile on Wan Ping'an's face disappeared, and he stared coldly at the scarred hunter.

"Shut up!"

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, do you believe I'll slap you with a big palm?"

The old hunter couldn't watch anymore and scolded the scarred hunter.

The stupidest person is one who makes enemies everywhere when it's completely unnecessary!

"Why shut up?"

"I didn't say anything wrong."

"We've long been using hunting rifles, and he's still using a bow and arrow that couldn't even shoot a bird to death."

The scarred one was unconvinced.

"Do I know you?"

Wan Ping'an stared at the scarred one.

"No!"

The scarred one shook his head.

"Do I have a grudge against you?"

Wan Ping'an asked again.

"No!"

The scarred one continued to shake his head.

The old hunter's expression was a bit serious.

"I don't know you, and I don't have a grudge against you; you come up and mock and ridicule me, do you want to compete with me?"