Fan Li quickly got in front of Fan Ming, opened his hands to stop him: "No, brother, your injury is just right. You can't go into the mountain. You can rest for two more days. Anyway... Anyway, the money can help our family live again."

Hold on for a while..."

Fan Li, who had been reluctant just now, took the initiative to mention his brother's gift money this time.

"Silly sister, that money is really our family's last resort. Do you really plan to wait until everything is empty before letting me go up the mountain?" Fan Ming glanced at Fan Li's delaying plan.

In fact, his injury was almost healed yesterday, and it will still be the same if he rests for two more days.

Seeing that his little thoughts were exposed by his brother, Fan Li lowered his head and said nothing more.

With no one to stop him, Fan Ming quickly put on his hunting tools neatly, including a hunting bow, a dagger, a hemp rope, a quiver and a pouch to hold the prey.

There were originally more than 20 arrows with different arrowheads in the quiver. They were basically relics left by his father to Fan Ming. Fan Ming usually cherishes them very much and attaches great importance to the work of recycling arrows. In the past year, apart from normal folding,

In addition to the damage, he also lost one arrow, but six days ago, in order to interfere with the tiger's pursuit route, he threw ten arrows on the mountain in one breath.

Now there are only the last seven arrows left in the quiver, which is barely enough. If you want to add more, you can only wait until you hit the prey.

Fan Ming pushed open the door and walked out.

But at this moment, his vision suddenly dimmed, and something strange suddenly appeared in his mind.

That old almanac!

Fan Ming suddenly recalled how he came to this world!

It’s all this weird old almanac that’s causing trouble!

It actually appears in my mind now?

Having experienced such an absolutely extraordinary thing as time travel, Fan Ming has developed a certain degree of resistance to such extraordinary things.

After seeing this old almanac, Fan Ming was slightly surprised.

Then I thought of those time-travel novels I had read before.

Suddenly I had a bold guess in my mind, could this be my golden finger?

But what kind of golden finger is an old almanac?

Full of doubts, Fan Ming focused his thoughts on the old almanac.

The next second, the old almanac suddenly began to turn by itself.

It quickly stopped on a certain page.

Fan Ming took a closer look...

[The twenty-fourth day of the ninth lunar month

Renyin Year (Year of the Tiger) Gengxu Month Yisi Day

Suitable for: making alliances, accepting gifts, meeting relatives and friends, collecting money, shepherding

Taboo: praying, burial, hunting

Contrast: Conflict with Pig (Ji Hai) and evil in the East

Peng Zu Baiji: If you don’t plant a thousand trees, they won’t grow, and you won’t travel far and have treasure hidden away.

The fetus god divination: the owner of the grinder room

Lucky direction: Southeast】

Is it really just an old almanac?

What's the use of this?

Who in the modern world still believes in this kind of thing?

Fan Ming was greatly disappointed, but considering that there was something magical about this old almanac, he took a few more glances and found that behind the taboo, there was actually a hunter.

Does this tell me that today is not a good time to go hunting?

Please, if he doesn't go hunting, the two of them will have nothing to gain.

Fan Ming shook his head and threw this old almanac full of feudal superstition behind him.

I went into the mountains alone.

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The reason why Beishan County is named Beishan County is because it is backed by Beishan, and Beishan actually does not refer to a mountain, but a group of mountains composed of dozens of large and small peaks.

The purpose of Fan Ming's trip was to be the closest to their village, and it was also the mountain that Fan Ming visited most often.

It snowed just yesterday, and the melted snow made the mountain roads a little muddy and difficult to navigate.

Following the memory of his predecessor, Fan Ming came to the location of the trap set six days ago, the day he was chased away by the eye-catching white-fronted tiger.

As expected, there was no sign that the trap had been triggered at all. Not even a chicken feather was seen during the six days.

However, Fan Ming was not too disappointed. After all, in his impression, even the best and most experienced hunter could not guarantee that every trap would catch prey. If five of the ten traps were triggered, he would be considered a master.

No need to mention whether the prey was successfully captured in the end.

If you missed this trap, just look for the next trap.

Fortunately, on the day of the accident, Fan Ming had laid twelve traps on the mountain, but he didn't believe it...

Well, sometimes people still have to recognize the reality. Trapping is a highly technical job like high math. If you can’t do it, you can’t do it. You can’t just talk about it.

Who would have thought that twelve traps could not catch even one prey?

Fan Ming could only comfort himself: "Well, this is definitely not because my level is too low. It must be because winter has entered, many small animals are hibernating, and there are so many bad luck, so this happened

kind of results."

To sum up, it’s all the world’s fault!

Since the trap did not catch the prey, the next step is to work hard.

Fan Ming began to carefully observe the traces on the ground.

This is the footprint tracking method that his father taught him. This technique can not only help him track prey, but also allow him to avoid some ferocious beasts such as jackals, tigers, leopards, bears and wild boars.

You must know that the beasts in this world are a joke.

I don’t know if it’s because there are martial arts masters who can fly over walls and walls in this world, but the beasts in this world are not only much larger in size than the beasts Fan Ming is familiar with, but they are also twice as ferocious.

Otherwise, with Fan Ming's father's skill, he could easily escape even if he couldn't win against an ordinary bear.

After observing for a while, Fan Ming suddenly placed an arrow on the bowstring and found pheasant paw prints in front of him, as well as chicken droppings. It looked very fresh and should have been left within ten minutes.
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Fan Ming couldn't help but feel a little excited. Who said today is not a good time for hunting? Not long after entering the mountain, he found traces of pheasants!

Less than ten minutes have passed, and the pheasant must be not far ahead!

Fan Ming put the arrow on the string in advance so that he could shoot the pheasant as soon as he spotted it!

Fan Ming followed the traces of chicken paw prints and walked forward.

But as he walked, he suddenly found that there were more footprints on the ground.

Fan Ming could tell at a glance that the extra footprints came from that animal.

Wild boar!

There are more than one, there are even big ones and small ones.

Fan Ming already had an image in his mind of a male wild boar with tusks and a vigilant female wild boar leading their cubs through the woods.

Fan Ming stopped immediately. A male wild boar is scary enough, but there is also a female wild boar with cubs?

It would be okay if there were a hunting team of ten hunters, but Fan Ming was alone at the moment. If he collided with this group of wild boars head-on, he believed that he would have absolutely no chance of surviving.

After careful consideration, Fan Ming decided to give up the pheasant. He couldn't take the risk for a mere pheasant.
Chapter completed!