"Brothers, you’re doing this out of spite. Why did I speak the plain truth?" Zhang Qingshan looked at him with a smile. Seeing that he was about to tease the third brother, he changed the subject so as not to provoke him, "Dad, are we going to the mountains with other villages this year, or just our village? If it’s just our village this time, we shouldn’t go into the deep mountains. In the autumn, those people from Tiger Gully went hunting and got injured by a pack of wolves." Uncle Zhang paused when he heard this, "This time, three surrounding villages will go up the mountain together, and whatever we catch belongs to our own village. As for how much we catch, it depends on the village’s arrangements. We won’t go deep into the mountains, just around the middle. Going further in is risking our lives, it’s not like the old days when there wasn’t enough food and clothing, no need to risk our lives." Mr. Zhang nodded repeatedly, not wanting any accidents, as his family wasn’t short of money. His sons were all accomplished, and with the in-laws participating, if they encountered a pack of wolves, it wouldn’t be enough for just him and Xiao Wu to handle. "In recent years, there have been frequent wolf howls in winter, fewer hunters, and more large beasts, so we still need to be careful. Even the middle of the mountain has wild boars and deer, there’s plenty of wildlife there. To go into the deep mountains, you’d need at least a hundred seasoned people with guns." Zhang Guoqing listened anxiously. He had seen many wild deer at the creek. In a couple of days, men from three villages would swarm the forest, likely scaring all the wildlife away. He had observed that terrain, very safe, and planned to go up those mountains in the next few days, but he was too busy to notice. "Dad, do you remember the small creek by the middle of the mountain that I mentioned last time? It’s a great place, we should go there early, otherwise, if everyone rushes in, it could scare away those wild animals." Uncle Zhang was very interested and asked, "Xiao Wu, is it the small creek by that patch of black forest? That place is near the neighboring county, not many people go there. Did you find any tracks?" Zhang Guoqing said proudly, "It’s just that patch of black forest, near the neighboring county. I figured those from the neighboring county wouldn’t like taking the long way, so we’re used to going west. Over time, that place has plenty of wildlife, far from the deep mountains. I’ve scouted several times, it’s safe there, with many tracks of wild deer, roe deer, and wild boar by the creek. The black forest even has mushrooms in the winter, and plenty of wild fruits." Uncle Zhang exclaimed, "You’ve fully inherited your grandfather’s skills, knowing how to find spots. Good boy, there’s probably no place in the mountains you’re not familiar with. Tell me, you started going up the mountains at five, is there any place you haven’t been?" Zhang Guoqing scratched his head, "I’ve been with Grandpa to Tiger Gully in the west and Skyline in the deep mountains with Mr. Wang and others. I’m exploring northwards now, have been to most of this mountain range." Everyone gasped, even Mr. Zhang didn’t know his son had really ventured so far. No wonder he occasionally sold wild animals, and they often had dried wild chickens and rabbits at home. Uncle Zhang knew very well that the old man often went hunting in the deep mountains and Xiao Wu learned ninety percent of his skills by age ten. The old man would definitely have taken him to the deep mountains to build his courage. Follow current novels on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⁂𝕟𝕖𝕥 "Have you encountered a pack of wolves? The old man said the Wolf King in the deep mountains shouldn’t be hunted." "The Wolf King Grandpa talked about was already killed by Mr. Wang. That old man is low-key, with skills inherited from the Eight Trigrams Palm. Once, when he was drunk, he secretly told Grandpa he killed a male Northeast Tiger, its skin very beautiful, intending to make it a family heirloom. I cheekily managed to get the Wolf King’s Skin last time to give to Grandpa Lin. But the tiger skin in their house is never leaving. Grandpa said they have the deepest pockets, with the most private stash in the area." Uncle Zhang nodded excitedly, "Right, only their family has such rare skins. Not only is Old Man Wang formidable, his eldest son has fully inherited the skills. I heard the Eight Trigrams Palm isn’t passed down. When Old Man Wang was young, he could kill a tiger with one punch, even Wang Baiwan from the county personally invited him to be a guard, but he turned it down. Xiao Wu, you often went to his house with Grandpa, did you learn a few moves?" Zhang Guoqing shook his head, then nodded, "Didn’t learn their family-inherited Eight Trigrams Palm. When I was eight, he modified some of Grandpa’s moves and taught me. I didn’t find it useful. The main thing is my strength; his eldest son punched a stone and only some powder fell off, I punched and the stone shattered. The old man was angry and told Grandpa, with strength like mine, I can lift a thousand pounds effortlessly, and it’s unnecessary to learn martial arts that harm the body unless I intended to kill."