The alpine red mushrooms are red in color, and some mushrooms are about to dry out, and even dark red in color, as if they are stained with blood on them, which looks a bit shocking.

According to the laws of nature, this bright color is the warning of mushrooms for other animals: men are so gorgeous, they are obviously poisonous, and if you dare to eat me, I will poison you.

But alpine red mushroom is an exception, it can be eaten. From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, this thing nourishes yin and replenishes blood, and is especially suitable for women and elderly people to eat.

Like the Japanese detonated landmines, the group touched a pine forest around them, and then found a small backpack of red mushrooms.

Maori are also experts in survival in the wild. Asulu looked at the red mushrooms and said, "The meat is thick and can be eaten with roasted, the dried ones can be stewed with soup, and the small ones can be fried. Damn it, I feel a little drooling when I think about it."

The young president said in surprise: "You can drool just after we finish our meal?"

Asulu nodded happily and said, "Have you heard a word? Maori people only eat two meals a day, one meal for half a day. We can eat all day, so even if we stay on an isolated island, we are not eliminated by nature."

After saying that, he whistled again and became happier.

Walking up the rugged mountain road, there are all barren mountains and wildernesses that have not been developed before, and there is no serious road. Especially now that the mountains are covered with heavy snow, it is difficult to get up.

Uncle Bing pulled Bathir and said, "Don't climb up, there is no need. The elk herds would not climb to the top of the mountain in such weather. They like to look for food along the foot of the mountain."

In the deep winter, all things in the mountains and forests are all sounds. When walking on the road, they are the only ones who step on the snow and the sound of speaking from time to time. There is no other sound, which is very quiet.

There is no pollution, the snow on the mountain is clean and pure white. It was colder a few days ago, and the temperature on the mountain is even lower. Some trees have ice ridges hanging on them, which look as clear as crystals.

The sun shines high, and the sun shines on the ice crystals, and the light shines. It has different colors from different angles, just like colorful glass.

Wang Bo found a clean piece and broke it down and stuffed it into his mouth. After seeing it, the strong man took two steps back, then ran and jumped up, opened his mouth to bite another hanging ice crystal.

As a result, the ice crystal was hung on a thick branch. The mastiff did not bite it off, but instead pulled it to the branch. In this way, the entire crown was pulled and shaken, and the large and small ice crystals hanging on it fell down one after another.

It seemed as if thousands of arrows fell to the ground, and the strong man was startled, whimpering and running out, and the ice crystals hit it in a scattered manner. The head of this thing was very sharp, and it still hurts when it fell from the air and pierced it.

The encounter of the mastiff alerted the other cats and dogs. A group of little guys came down honestly and ran to the front to explore the way.

After walking for a while, the queen in front suddenly raised her head and looked at the foot of the side mountain with concentration. Her eyes were very focused, which was the posture of discovering her prey.

The man has a better hearing. His big ears suddenly stood up, and he wanted to run away when he pulled his feet.

Wang Bo was worried that they would scare the deer away, so he quickly grabbed the strong man with his eyes and hands, then waved to the queen and called it and the little king back.

Eva looked at them, Wang Bo, Uncle Bing, Bowen, Charlie and others walked quietly from both wings.

Asulu wanted to go down with a shotgun in his arms, but his stomach was too big to bend down. After walking a few steps, he didn't have a cat's body, but he almost slipped to the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Bo had no choice but to wave to him and signal him to go back and stay with the child.

Uncle Bing walked very quickly. He walked on the hillside for a while, lay behind a thick beech tree, then nodded to everyone, signaling them to approach.

Wang Bo quietly stood behind him, picked up the telescope and looked forward.

On the snow, more than a dozen big deer and a few deer were digging out the snow with their claws to find grass to eat. It was cold and the grass on the mountain had dried up. They opened the frozen soil to find grass roots.

However, after finding the grass roots, they chewed them in their mouths for a few times, and the deer was spitting out. Uncle Bing whispered: "These guys must have gone to the ranch not long ago to eat them. Look, they can't eat the wild grass roots."

There were big deer in this herd. Wang Bo held up a telescope and wanted to count it. As a result, the deer kept shifting positions. Even if they were not moving, they kept looking up and down. It was very difficult to count the number of deer antler branches on their heads.

Uncle Bing heard his mouth toss and chant the numbers, and knew what he was doing. He came up and whispered: "We hunt the biggest one, the fourteen branches, is a big guy worth taking risks."

The six branches on the antlers of the elk are the big deer, which can grow to fourteen branches. This deer is not only old but also very strong. Such antlers are suitable for specimens to hang in the castle.

Wang Bo waved his hands to the left and right, signaling everyone not to act rashly. Then he gently pulled the trigger and loaded it into the SL8, and whispered to Uncle Bing: "I'll do this, I'll shoot it."

Uncle Bing looked at him in shock: "Are you sure? There are still two hundred meters left, can you aim?"

The sl8 has a scope, and Wang Bo feels that he can aim, but he will definitely not be able to shoot.

But this is not hunting. He felt that he had to train more, so how could he have born sharpshooters? They were all fed by bullets?

He stretched out his feet and pushed his feet on the tree, supported his elbow on his left arm on his legs, and pulled the butt of the sl8 to his right chest, tilted his head and took a deep breath, stared at the big deer walking, and slowly pulled the trigger with his right finger...

"I am a stone, a stone, a stone that cannot breathe and has no temperature..."

After hearing Lao Wang's muttering, Uncle Bing was stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at Lao Wang, and the expression on his face was so wonderful!

The old deer is just experienced. It is not unreasonable that it can survive until now. Even if the hunters are still two hundred meters away from it, it still feels it. After Wang Bo aimed at it, it suddenly raised his head and glanced at the surroundings vigilantly.

"Go to your stone? I'm a sharpshooter, let's go!"

Lao Wang muttered, and after aiming, he pulled the trigger happily: "Bang! Bang!"

The two gunshots rang almost at the same time. Wang Bo was startled and said, "My God, why is this echo so fast?"

As soon as the gunshot sounded, the deer ran towards the snow in the east, with a uniform direction. It was not the big deer who escaped first, but the big deer wrapped the deer. In this way, it can be seen that this is a regular army in the deer. They should have lived together all the time and are experienced.

After saying that, Wang Bo raised his telescope and looked forward. At first glance, the grass-roots snow was empty and the deer had run away. However, in the diagonal front, there was a big deer lying with long and complicated antlers on his head. It was the old deer!

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!