Chapter 1708
You finally couldn't take it anymore
When Mu Xueli dug up that four-leaf seedling, Huang Zhong had carefully observed and learned from it. Now, he wasn't worried at all about digging up this two-year-old seedling that wasn't worth much money.
After tying the ginseng stalks to the rope stick, Huang Zhong squatted down, took out a deer bone pick and a deer bone spoon, and began to carefully dig at the soil next to the ginseng.
Unfortunately, the reborn ginseng that Mu Xueli described did not happen. The ginseng that Huang Zhong found was just an ordinary two-year-old ginseng.
However, the second cycle also has its advantages, namely that there are very few tendrils, making it very easy to dig.
And so, the afternoon passed, and apart from this one ginseng seedling, Wang An and his three companions found no other ginseng.
When Wang An and his three companions returned to the tent, the bandit was staring at the sky with wide eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
It has to be said that the medicinal properties of this black ointment are truly amazing. It keeps this bandit in a very energetic state, making it impossible for him to sleep or fall into a coma.
No matter how energetic he was, it was useless, because this bandit was now essentially a human pig. Apart from his brain and eyes being able to move, he couldn't move his entire body.
If you look closely, you'll also notice that the bandit's thighs and groin are covered in ticks and ants, and his face is covered in mosquito bites.
However, because of the black ointment, he couldn't feel any pain or itching at all. If the effects of the medicine wore off, he would really suffer.
Wang An and his three companions merely glanced at the bandit and ignored him, each busying themselves with preparing their evening meal.
Eating in these mountains is all about eating whatever's available, as long as you're full.
Wang An and his companions still had a considerable amount of dry rations they had brought into the mountains, so they naturally needed to use them up first.
The roe deer meat buried in the ash heap was dug out, the ash-covered shell was cut off, it was washed, cut into pieces, skewered, and then roasted over the fire until cooked.
Spread soybean paste on the pancake you brought, place the big brain, scallions, and grilled meat skewers on the pancake, then roll it up and you can start eating right away.
Wang An and the other three gathered around the iron pot, each holding a large pancake and munching on it.
In September, the Lesser Khingan Mountains were still quite cool at night. Wang An and his three companions around the campfire didn't feel anything, but the bandits not far away were having a hard time.
Not only was my lower body ice-cold, but more and more ants and insects were gathering around.
The worst part is that as the effects of the black ointment weakened, the pain from the wounds and the stinging from the ants and mosquitoes became increasingly noticeable.
Therefore, the bandit's "woofing" sound also changed in tone, making it sound like he was in great pain.
After finishing his meal, Wang An thought for a moment, then approached the bandit again, smiling broadly, and said to him:
"How's it going, bro? Feeling good? Hahahaha"
After a pause, Wang An said with amusement:
"Have you figured it out? Do you have anything to say this time? If you want to say something, nod, and then I'll pull the cloth out of your mouth. If you don't want to say anything, then stay like this, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Before Wang An could finish speaking, the bandit began nodding frantically, making "uh-huh-huh-huh" sounds.
Wang An smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "You finally couldn't take it anymore."
However, Wang An did not rush to pull the rag out of his mouth, but said again: "If you curse me again this time, I will not ask anything. Anyway, we will leave tomorrow, and your accomplices will not be able to find us even if they want to."
After Wang An finished speaking, the bandit nodded frantically again, meaning he agreed.
Wang An then pulled the rag out of his mouth.
Having had his mouth stuffed with a rag for so long, the bandit's jaw joint was stiff from being stretched. He struggled to move his mouth before finally saying:
"If you want me to talk, then give me another piece of that black paste that I ate at noon. After I finish speaking, you have to give me a quick death. If you agree, I'll talk. If you don't agree, then this is it. I don't believe you'll take me with you when you leave tomorrow, and I don't believe you'll let me stay alive."
It must be admitted that anyone who can become a bandit and live a very carefree life in these mountains is definitely not a simple person; at the very least, they are all highly intelligent.
Although this bandit never cooperated with Wang An and even cursed him, it was simply because Wang An had crippled him, and he was taking revenge on Wang An, not wanting Wang An to succeed.
In fact, he knew everything.
As he said, although he was no longer a threat, given Wang An's personality, he would still not spare his life when he left tomorrow.
What if his accomplices arrive shortly after Wang An and his three companions leave?
Even if his accomplices didn't come, but someone else found him and rescued him, it wouldn't be a good thing for Wang An and his three companions!
In short, Wang An will absolutely not leave this hidden danger behind.
Wang An nodded and said very decisively:
"Okay, I agree to everything you say. Anyway, we don't care whether what you say is true or false. Just treat it as a story, hehehe."
After saying this, Wang An turned to Huang Zhong and said:
"Xiao Zhong, bring me another piece of that black ointment. Oh, and bring the kettle too."
As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Huang Zhong quickly brought him the black ointment and water bottle.
After Wang An fed the black paste to the bandit, the bandit then said:
"I haven't smoked all day, buddy, can you light another one for me?"
Wang An didn't say anything, just nodded, then put a cigarette in the bandit's mouth and lit it for him, and the bandit just tilted his head and smoked it.
While the bandit was smoking, Wang An didn't urge him on. Instead, he lit a cigarette for himself and smoked with him.
After finishing his cigarette, the effects of the black ointment had kicked in considerably, and the bandit spat the cigarette butt on the ground, then spoke to Wang An:
"What do you want to know? Ask away."
Wang An asked, as if chatting casually:
"You came from Hebei Province TS, right?"
The bandit was taken aback, not expecting Wang An to even recognize his accent, but he still nodded and said:
"Yes, we all came from TS. They started cleaning up there last month, and we got wind of it beforehand, so we came to the Lesser Khingan Mountains."
Wang An continued to ask:
"How many of you came in total, and how many are left now?"
Through their back-and-forth questioning, Wang An gained a clear understanding of this bandit, or more accurately, this whole gang of bandits.
Just as Wang An had guessed, this group was indeed quite large, numbering over 40 in total. They were all individuals who had committed various offenses and were now wanted by the entire TS organization. (End of Chapter)