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Chapter 3356 Extra (Mu Heluo)

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    In the year of Wuyin, the last glorious moment of the state-owned forest farm logging industry was reached.

    At that time, the Mu Gang was still the most prominent folk force among the white mountains and black waters.

    In October, it was snowing heavily in Coffin Liangzi Forest Farm, and the felling team had already moved into the underground cellar early.

    Today is the day to open the mountain.

    The adults in the logging team, except for the mute who was in charge of cooking, who stayed in the cellar peeling potatoes, all went into the mountains.

    Today there is a mountain opening ceremony. According to the rules, the mountain gods must be respected, tributes must be paid, and firecrackers must be set off. It is considered a big day.

    The mute made a few noises in front of the stove, and a fifteen-year-old boy lazily breathed a sigh of relief.

    The young man knew that the mute was asking himself why he didn¡¯t go to see Kaishan to join in the fun.

    While he wrapped the sparrows in a "quilt" with yellow mud mixed with snow, he complained: "What's good to see? It's the same every year. There are no gods coming out to eat pig heads, snacks, and fruits."  It¡¯s boring to shout slogans, kowtow, and offer incense.¡±

    This young man has thick eyebrows and flying eyebrows. He is wearing a thin cashmere jacket and a rabbit skin cloak half draped over his shoulders.  It wasn't cold in the cellar, so he put his boots aside. On his boots were two daggers tied with deerskin, which he made himself.

    This young man has a good temperament, but his skin is a bit darker. In addition, he is usually stern and rarely talks to others, so the adults call him Heimuqiao.

    "Ouch, ahhh"

    The mute said something to the boy a few times, and then gave a thumbs up.

    The young man shrugged and said seriously: "I don't care about it!"

    The dumb man is saying that in a few years, when he grows up, he will be able to take over from his father and be the leader of this gang.

    The young man didn¡¯t know how many generations of gang members his family had been involved in.  Anyway, his ancestor Mu Zhongyuan has been eating this bowl of rice since the generation recorded in the family tree.  It's a pity that I haven't become rich yet.

    He heard that in the south, even toilet sweepers earn more than this lumberjack.

    There are three less people in the wood gang this year, Da Zhuang and Shi Tou. The two youngest loggers have gone to the south, and even the bearded ruler Waizui has gone to the city to set up a stall and tell fortunes.

    The young man pushed aside a mud egg in the fire, and a strange fragrance hit him. Inside the mud was a quince leaf, and wrapped in the leaf was a mountain sparrow.

    When the mud was dried and the meat was cooked, the young man pulled off a piece of sparrow breast meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He turned around and handed the remaining piece of meat and balls to the mute.

    The young man was so excited that he quickly peeled off more than a dozen mud lumps in the stove and ate them all.

    Fire-roasted sparrows are definitely a delicacy in the winter in this mountain.

    After eating and drinking, the boy leaned on the wooden pillow, closed his eyes, and began to play with the wooden balls on the bed.

    This is a special skill of the Mu family, and it has to be practiced since childhood.  His father told him that he must reach out and know what kind of wood it is, how old it is, and whether it belongs to yin or yang In short, everything about wood must be clear.

    Just when he started to doze off, he suddenly heard a horse neighing and shouting coming from outside the cellar.

    "No, something happened to the pole head. Mute, mute, hurry up, pull out the cable and sledge."

    The young man seemed to have been struck by lightning. He trembled all over and climbed up from the earthen bed. He rushed out of the cellar like a madman and shouted: "Uncle Dashan, what are you talking about?"

    The person who came jumped off the horse and saw that it was a young man. His face suddenly looked a little sad and he hesitated to speak.

    "You tell me, what happened to my dad?"

    "Gangzitouhe was hit by a fallen tree and rolled under the Lizi. Mumu, don't worry, maybe, maybe it's okay. Lao Yang and the others were about to go down to rescue people, but the cable was too short."

    Without saying a word, Mu Mu took out a cable rope from the wall and put it on his back, grabbed the horse, got on it and left.

    The mute flew to catch up and quickly stuffed his cloak and hat over him.

    Mumu put on his clothes carelessly, patted the horse's belly, and hurried into the depths of the forest farm.

    The green-maned horse ran wildly on the logging road in the middle of the forest farm. The wooden eyes were sore from the wind. After a while, the breath he exhaled formed a layer of ice on the fur collar.  The red silk was still tied to the big red pine tree at the mountain pass, and the pig head snacks and fruits used for worship had not yet frozen, but something had happened to my father.

    This horse riding is considered a mountain god.

    He felt a little regretful.

    In fact, since I entered the mountain when I was twelve years old, I have always held the opening ceremony of the mountain in any year.?Following his father into the mountains.  Only this time, he was a little distracted, thinking about the colorful world in Guan, and did not go with his father.  Unexpectedly, something happened to my father today

    Soon, the green-maned horse ran out in a sweat, and saw the tractor of the Mu Gang in the distance.

    When he arrived, he flew down without waiting for the green-maned horse to stop.

    Father¡¯s good brother Lao Wangtou and several woodcutter workers came to greet him one after another.

    "Uncle Wang, where is my dad"

    The circles under Lao Wangtou¡¯s eyes were red, and he looked under the lid and saw a dry black birch tree.

    "This is the first tree in the mountain. Your dad was measuring the size of the pine tree there. Who knew it was such a coincidence that the dead birch tree behind it suddenly fell down, and the top of the tree fell directly onto your dad's head.  Gone. Lao Yang has gone down, there is no news yet"

    Mu Mu¡¯s eyes were scarlet, and he directly took off the hundred-meter-long cable on his body, tied one end to the pine tree, and wrapped the other end around his waist twice before going down.

    Old Wangtou hurriedly said: "He Luo, this can't be done. You are young and inexperienced, so let me go down."

    Mu Mu shook his head, turned over, took two steps back, and with a sway of his body, he had already dropped the stone lid.

    Watching the wood fall down the cliff, the people above couldn't help but clicked their tongues.

    "It seems that the logging this year is terrible"

    "I didn't choose the right day to open the mountain. Every year, I choose the day. This year, Gangzitou chose the day himself."

    "What kind of day is there? In my opinion, I shouldn't have killed that yellow-skinned guy the night before yesterday."

    "Shut up, what time has it happened? You are still talking nonsense!" Lao Wangtou lay on the snow, looked down hard, and murmured: "Let me tell you, if something really happens to Gangzitou, we our coffin beams will be nothing.  Done."

    Let¡¯s talk about wood. With quick hands and feet, you can grab the cable and slide down quickly.  After descending for more than twenty meters, I finally saw two figures on the stone platform below. But when I looked up, I saw a small yellow head exposed on the black pine tree in the middle.  It was crunching the cable.

    Is it them?  It's really them!

    Mu Mu felt a chill in his heart, and he shouted angrily at the little yellow head, but instead of leaving, the little yellow thing refused to dodge, and deliberately climbed out dragging its big tail, looking down from a high position with squinting eyes.  Stare directly at the wood.  The guy screamed, and four or five more came out from the cracks in the stone, crunching and biting the thick cable with their knives.

    This sound made people feel cold to the bone. The wood looked down and saw that if it really broke, it would be a hundred meters abyss.  Even if you fall on that stone platform, you will have to break your arms and legs (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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