Chapter 90 Stories from Hometown and Old Friends

Author: Riding an ant to the market

Chapter 90 Stories from Hometown and Old Friends

I was originally very excited about poetry, but I was so frightened that I almost fell to the bottom of a cliff.

Feeling disappointed, Han Xiaokang kicked the little monkey angrily, then took the peach from its paw, tore off the skin slightly, and started eating.

The little monkey was kicked by Han Xiaokang and was not angry but happy: because it had seen the scene of Big Tiger and Erhu being lightly kicked by the man in front of him many times.

So the little macaque felt that Han Xiaokang's kick just now should be a very affectionate expression.

This caused the little macaque to stick out its red butt and pat it with its front paws, signaling a few more hits.

It made Han Xiaokang dumbfounded!

The honey/peaches picked by the little monkey are very sweet. If you eat half of one, you will actually feel full.

Han Xiaokang finished eating one and put the peach core and the remaining honey/peach into the Fengchao cabinet for storage.

Then he stretched out his head and looked at the cloth bag hanging in mid-air.

At this time, the big python contained inside was probably too tired, and was not as manic as before.

There was just a snake head hanging around behind the bag, seemingly looking for an exit.

The search is in vain!

Worse than a fly behind the glass!

Although there is also no way out, at least the future of other people's flies still looks bright.

Pulling the rope hard, Han Xiaokang lifted the bag up from the bottom of the cliff.

Seeing his enemy being pulled up, the little macaque's eyes, which were originally excited about being accepted by Han Xiaokang, suddenly revealed a look of hatred.

This guy!

Without waiting for Han Xiaokang's instructions, the little macaque went to fetch a big wooden stick again, as if he planned to imitate Xu's big horse stick and beat the sap.

Han Xiaokang reached out and picked up the rifle, and with a "clatter" the bullet was loaded.

The frightened macaque quickly dropped the stick and ran away quickly!

The little macaque has seen Han Xiaokang's explosive shooting skills before. Whether he can hit the target is another matter. Anyway, it can scare the opponent. I don't know whether he should hide or not hide is the right thing?

It’s too much to scare the monkeys!!

It seemed that the python also knew that it was useless to act recklessly, so its huge snake head kept swimming around inside the bag.

Han Xiaokang put the muzzle of the gun close to the snake's head, keeping the distance about an inch, and followed its movement, trying to find the best opportunity to shoot.

Just because you have the winning chance now, don't worry.

You can slowly find an opportunity where the bullet will only penetrate the snake's head without damaging its body, and then you can pull the trigger.

After a while,

The python's head stopped at the connection between the two pieces of furoshiki, and there was a "bang" sound!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Xiaokang pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Where the bullet went in, the furoshiki was still smoking, and the place where the bullet came out was already stained red with blood!

Bones are crumbled, blood and brains are splashing.

The python was shot in the head, and the huge python's torso immediately began to struggle violently!

Xiaolang Pingping, who had already suffered a loss, and Dahu, who had always been experienced, each said "er" in their nostrils and fled away together!

"Plop——"

The python struggled so violently that it rolled a few times and then fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Don’t be afraid of falling!

The military nylon rope tied to the big tree can bear the weight of 3 or 5 strong men, not to mention a mere 10 kilograms of python.

After waiting for 7 or 8 minutes, the python struggled and gradually stopped making much movement. Then Han Xiaokang calmly picked up the bag again.

Unlock the rope buckle, and although the python trunk inside will continue to curl and stretch, the amplitude has become very small.

With his thoughts in mind, Han Xiaokang put the python into the Fengchao cabinet and stored it.

I like hunting, fighting wits and courage with all kinds of prey, and enjoying the thrilling process.

But Xiaokang is not very willing to do things like peeling skin and plucking hair.

Moreover, it is not professional to do this work yourself. If a hole is made in the snake's skin, it will cost a lot of money.

So Han Xiaokang put the python away first and let Zhou Min and Aju do their work when they get back to the hut.

After packing his things, Han Xiaokang whistled.

The little macaque, who had already returned, watched Han Xiaokang beat the wild snake to death. He was currently riding on the back of the little wolf, grinning with his teeth bared!

Hearing Han Xiaokang's whistle, the big tiger ran out happily, while the little macaque rode Ping Ping and followed behind him.

Wait until we return to the transport plane crash site.

Han Xiaokang carefully moved the remains of the comrade named Chen Han out of the cockpit.

Because it was so long ago, the remains of this respectable comrade have begun to fall apart.

It's okay if he doesn't move, but if he moves.

In order to show respect for this comrade, Han Xiaokang felt that this matter must not be too frivolous!

Even if it takes a little more time, I have to take it seriously, not to miss any harmful bit, and to put Comrade Chen Han together completely.

Find a relatively clean piece of furoshiki and place it on the small open space outside the cockpit.

"Comrade Chen Han please move"

"I'm sorry, I have to move your skull."

"Comrade Chen Han, I will keep this flight suit for you and bury it together!"

Just move it little by little.

It took Han Xiaokang almost an hour to completely remove Comrade Chen's skeleton, which weighed less than 10 kilograms.

There are various tools in my Fengchao cabinet.

Use a chain saw to cut down a giant pine tree that may have been broken due to a plane crash many years ago. It is now a relatively dry giant pine tree.

Then split it in half.

Use a sharp chain saw to hollow out the inside of the pine wood, and then carefully place the remains of Comrade Chen Han inside.

When the two trees were closed, Han Xiaokang didn't dare to tie them with wires. It seemed that there was something special about this that he didn't understand.

He didn't understand, but Han Xiaokang didn't want Comrade Chen Han's remains to suffer even the slightest grievance.

Instead, he took out a few iron nails and joined the coffin and coffin into one.

On the top of Beacon Mountain, it is not difficult to find the place where the wind gathers energy.

Moreover, the Bashu area has high mountains and high water, so on the top of the mountain, there are also pocket puddles formed by seepage water.

Turned around in a circle,

Han Xiaokang found a cliff. The soil under the cliff was quite thick, so it was not difficult to dig a grave.

This place has its back to the wind and gathers energy, leaning against the cliff, overlooking the vast mountains in the distance, which is in line with the saying "the tomb is high and high, and the descendants are called heroes".

In addition, there happens to be a small puddle in a low-lying area 3 or 4 meters away from the front of the cliff.

Duan is a Feng Shui treasure place!

After the boss went to great lengths to ask Comrade Chen Han to be laid to rest, he took out the peach and placed it in front of the grave as a tribute.

Han Xiaokang raised his rifle and fired three shots into the air as a sign of respect, "The first shot is for you to shed blood on this homeland!"

"Second shot, I wish you a deep love for this heavy land!"

"For the third shot, I'll take the place of Mr. Chen. I pay tribute to him for having such a great father like you!"

[Thank you]: Yutong Little Toast for the reward.
Chapter completed!