Rebirth in 80, starting with hunting in the Greater Khingan Mountains

Chunyu pulled his hand outward, and a long, thick strip of cloth was also pulled out.

Then, a strong smell of blood came to my face.

Wow, it turned out to be the menstrual belt used by Chunyu. If she hadn’t pulled this thing out, Jianghe wouldn’t have known that she also used this thing.

Chunyu shouted, "Brother, don't be afraid. I've heard of gods, fairies, ghosts, and so on, but I'm most afraid of them!

"Fox Immortal, prepare to die!"

Chunyu screamed, swung the menstrual belt around, and hit Old Mrs. Song in the face like a whip.

Suddenly, a dark and extremely fishy blood splatter appeared on Old Mrs. Song's face.

Old Mrs. Song, who had just been trembling and looking like she was possessed by a fairy, screamed and fell to the ground with the blow.

Chunyu screamed strangely and swung the menstrual belt at the other old women.

Suddenly, a group of great immortals screamed and howled and fled in all directions.

For a moment, all the onlookers were dumbfounded.

We agreed to invite the immortal, and we agreed that the immortal would possess the body and destroy the whole family.

How come they were all driven away at once?

After being swung around twice, the menstrual pad had already frozen hard. If it was swung around again, it would have a strong fishy smell, like a bloody sword.

It is exactly the same as the extremely evil weapons in the novel, and even worse than them.

The first two times, I used a menstrual belt to whip her, and then she froze hard and chopped her off like a long sword.

Several old women who were performing shaman dances were beaten by the spring rain and fled in panic. They hated Old Mrs. Song even more. They blamed her for tricking them into causing trouble for Jiang He's family.

Now we have broken their spell.

But they never thought that they were just greedy for the two chickens and two pounds of meat from Old Mrs. Song.

Old Mrs. Song ran out of the door, holding a drum in one hand and a whip in the other, beating the drum while jumping and cursing, digging up the names of Jiang He's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Old Mrs. Song and the others' tricks were broken, and now Old Mrs. Chen was no longer afraid. She rushed up and jumped up and down to argue with Old Mrs. Song, and firmly suppressed her.

Chunyu pulled Old Mrs. Chen away and shouted, "It's not that troublesome!"

As Chunyu spoke, he swung the sword and hit Old Mrs. Song in the mouth.

This sword strike filled her mouth with blood and knocked out several of her teeth.

Chunyu returned victoriously, holding the blood-red sword in his hand. However, whoever he approached backed away. Even old Mrs. Chen kept yelling at him to throw away the things.

Whoever gets touched by this thing will be in trouble. For example, Old Mrs. Song and others were hit in the face by this thing, and their faces were covered with blood. I'm afraid that their ancestors for eighteen generations would cry along with them.

Originally, when Old Mrs. Song and the others didn't come, the family didn't know about it.

Now I know that there are white fox and yellow fox leather bags at home.

Even though several of Old Mrs. Song's great fairies were driven away by Chunyu's menstrual belt, it was a matter of great fairies, and even if the people in Northeast China didn't believe in it, they would still feel uneasy.

Wang Shuqin didn't sleep well that night.

Jiang He had no choice but to take out all the leather tubes and sell them at the county supply and marketing cooperative.

When he heard that they were going to the county, Liu Er wanted to go with them, and he was particularly diligent in carrying things along the way.

He couldn't help in hunting the white fox, and when a group of immortals came to perform a shaman ritual, he was so scared that he didn't dare show up. He felt absolutely sorry for his little brother.

After taking the train to the town, I hurried to catch another train. The tickets were also bought by Brother Liu Er.

Jiang He saw Liu Er's guilty look and couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth. He didn't tug at anything, but the feeling was still vivid in his mind.

What he wanted to say was, brother, you don’t have to feel so guilty. I’m the one who should feel guilty.

The attitude of the county supply and marketing cooperative was extremely bad, as if each and every one of them owed him eight million.

Especially those old ladies, who were cracking melon seeds and rolling their eyes before they even spoke. They were like fucking toads that would only jump when poked.

As for serving the masses, let Lakiba do it, the formal employees are awesome.

Even if the leader comes, I will still be like this. Even if you have the courage, you dare not fire our great working class.

Let’s put the attitude issue aside for now. First of all, the supply and marketing cooperative is not a scam. The money is what it should be. If it’s more or less, I can’t put it in my pocket.

Jiang He suppressed his anger and spread out the white fox fur and a dozen yellow leaves on the counter.

The old ladies who were originally eating melon seeds and didn't want to talk to anyone, saw the greasy skin, cried out, came up to take a look, and were scared out of their wits.

The supply and marketing cooperatives have seen a lot of this kind of skin. They don’t care whether it’s fairy or not. In the end, they are all made into clothes and worn by people. No one has been seen being skinned by a fairy or anything like that.

It can be seen that whether it is gods and Buddhas or the fox and yellow immortals, they all bully the honest people who believe in them.

As for those wealthy people who wear high-end furs, they absolutely don't have the courage to cause trouble for others.

What surprised them was that the quality of this leather was absolutely the best they had ever seen in their lives. This thing was worth a lot of money.

When the old ladies looked at Jiang He again, their eyes became gentle, and one gossipy old lady even tried to find out about Jiang He.

I have a niece, so if it really works, I can lend her some help.

But when he heard that it was a farmer, his face immediately fell.

If you were a temporary worker in a forest farm, everyone would look up to you, but as an old farmer, forget it.

Reproductive isolation has always existed, and anyone who can break through this isolation will become a local celebrity.

A small old man in his fifties wearing glasses came downstairs. When he saw the leather, he was also surprised. He reached out to touch it and was even more surprised.

The leather tube is extremely complete, without any signs of repair or forgery. After decades of working in the industry, no one has been able to fool these two eyes of mine.

The old man squinted his eyes and thought, glancing at the river from time to time.

Jiang He put his hands in his sleeves, the brim of his dog-skin hat was folded up and stood on both sides of the hat like two wings, and he looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man was puzzled. This young man was obviously a farmer, but his temperament was very strange. He didn't have the slightest sense of timidity that a farmer would have when entering the city.

It seems like if you have a disagreement, you can just turn around and leave, and then you can find a deeper path.

The old man used his own eyes to vouch for the fact that he had not made a mistake. This young man was definitely not an ordinary guy.

"Fox fur for 2,500, yellow leaves for 100..."

Liu Er's breathing stagnated. It turned out to be the skin of Daxianer. It was really worth a lot of money.

Chunyu lowered his head and tickled his fingers. How much money would this be? Ten yuan per time, how many times could he play Zhang Qiaoyan?

Jiang He drooped his eyelids and said lightly, "It's too low."

"Little brother……"

"I said, it's too low!" Jiang He said lightly.

Jiang He's attitude made the old man's heart tremble slightly, and then he stamped his feet: "You name the price!"

"Fox fur is three thousand, and yellow leaves are one hundred and fifty. Don't ask for less than this price!"

The old man took one look at Jiang He's calm face, then looked at the leather, feeling reluctant to part with it. If he missed this opportunity, he would never be able to buy leather of this level again.

So, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and agreed directly. He counted the money on the spot, and it was all ten-yuan bills, a thick stack.

At this moment, Jiang He heard the sound of a gun bolt being pulled from behind him, accompanied by a roar.

The murderous intent rushed straight to the back of the head!