Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"You two idiots, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and go to the villager's house to borrow some machetes or something."

Hearing the two's unrestrained words, Ji Haobo glared at them irritably, but he didn't care about their words.

But if word gets back to the village, how will that girl survive?

He still has a bunch of unwanted suitors outside; he can't afford to harm anyone else.

Especially for the innocent and carefree girls in these mountains, a single misstep could ruin their lives.

Seeing that he looked serious, Lao Hu and his companion realized they might be playing matchmaker, so they stopped joking and quickly went outside.

Half an hour later, Yingzi rode a horse with a hunting rifle on her back, looking dashing and full of youthful energy.

Besides the horse she was riding, she was accompanied by three horses and eight dogs: three large dingoes she had seen before, and five medium-sized hunting dogs.

"Master Bo... you haven't had breakfast yet. Here's some dried meat I made. Why don't you eat some first, and then roast some more after you hunt some game in the mountains?"

Yingzi dismounted and nervously walked up to Ji Haobo, handing him an oil paper package.

She didn't know the name of the person in front of her who was making her heart race;

But when he heard people around him calling him "Master Bo," he started calling him that too.

"Thank you! Let me introduce myself. My name is Ji Haobo, you can call me Brother Bo. The skinny guy next to me is Brother Hu, and that fat guy is Brother Pang."

Ji Haobo took the oil paper package, smiled and introduced himself, then pointed to both sides.

When Yingzi heard him introduce Lao Hu and Wang Pangzi, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and nod with a smile, and greeted the group.

"Hello! Hello Brother Bo, Brother Hu, and Brother Pang, my name is Yingzi."

Fatty Wang was clearly dissatisfied with how he introduced himself and quickly corrected him from the side.

"Yingzi, don't listen to Bo Ye. What do you mean by 'that lump of fat'? I'm strong. You can call me Brother Zhuang."

Yingzi nodded very seriously, indicating that she understood.

"Okay, Fatty."

"laugh…"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Ji Haobo and Lao Hu were amused by her appearance and laughed heartily as they each mounted a horse.

Seeing this, Yingzi also got on her own horse and began to lead the way.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

The remaining Fatty Wang immediately shouted.

Along the way, the group initially thought that Ji Haobo might not be able to ride a horse.

After all, he clearly grew up in the city, so he probably has very few opportunities to ride horses.

To everyone's surprise, his riding skills were surprisingly proficient, even surpassing Yingzi's.

Little did they know that Ji Haobo had participated in equestrian club competitions abroad, and although he hadn't won any awards, he was still at a mid-to-high level.

After galloping for more than half an hour, Yingzi pulled on the reins and slowed down.

"We'll tie the horses outside the woods, then walk in on foot, making sure to walk quietly and not talk unnecessarily."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Ji Haobo's clothes and couldn't help but frown.

Old Hu and Fatty Wang also noticed the problem, and their mouths twitched incessantly.

Wearing a suit and tie in the woods would probably be quite inconvenient.

Especially leather shoes; not to mention they might get scratched by tree branches, they could easily fall off if they get caught on anything.

Ji Haobo sensed the gazes and thoughts of the three people and understood what they were thinking.

"Don't worry, you don't think that my outfit is ordinary, do you?"

"Oh? Is there anything special about it?"

The three men looked at his suit and, apart from thinking it looked cool, didn't notice anything particularly special about it.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, this clothing is even more durable than a bulletproof vest;

The leather shoes are also slip-resistant and won't slip off, so the problems you're worried about don't exist at all.

"What? So magical?"

The three men were stunned by what they heard. They were all taken aback and found it unbelievable that a suit could be bulletproof. This was simply unheard of.

"Hehe... there's more amazing stuff to come, you'll find out later."

Ji Haobo smiled mysteriously at the three of them, thinking to himself that if he told them that the belt had a storage space, they would probably be shocked.

"In that case, let's go in!"

Yingzi nodded, seemingly confused but impressed, and led the dogs into the woods.

Ji Haobo followed behind, Wang Pangzi was in third place, and Lao Hu was at the very back.

This area is on the outskirts; the trees are not dense, and there aren't many shrubs, so much so that it would be impossible to pass through.

It was mid-July, and wild fruits hung heavily on the branches in the mountains and forests, with birdsong and cicada chirping filling the air.

The three behind her knew nothing about hunting and could only follow Yingzi around, looking around.

After walking for half an hour, Fatty Wang was drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

Aside from his breathing becoming a little heavier, Lao Hu didn't seem to be experiencing any other abnormalities.

Ji Haobo acted as if nothing had happened; with his skills, he traversed the mountains and forests as if they were flat ground.

"Huff...huff, Yingzi, why don't we sit down and rest for a bit? This forest is not only difficult to walk in, but it's also incredibly hot and humid. It's really unbearable."

As he was saying this, he tried to sit down on the ground, but ended up getting slapped on the back of the head by Ji Haobo.

"You've only just begun. I understand that you're physically tired, but you absolutely cannot back down or relax mentally."

Otherwise, you shouldn't go to the fields anymore. It's much more tiring and dangerous in there.

"Given how casual you are, Old Hu will bring some paper with him when he goes, and he can burn it for you when he comes back."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang's face stiffened, and he scratched the back of his head, quickly stopping himself from sitting down.

Old Hu reached out to help him up, and said earnestly:

"Fatty, Master Bo is right. When you go underground, you have to be bold and careful. It's not like you think there are mountains of gold and silver waiting for you to move."

Not to mention the dangers are beyond your imagination, the various terrains will severely test your physical fitness. If this goes well, you'll have to train hard when you get back.

Otherwise, if you're so weak that you can only walk three steps and then pant twice, you might as well take a broken bowl and go beg on the street. This job basically doesn't require any physical activity.

Just then, Yingzi called out in a low voice from ahead.

"Don't talk. There's a stream ahead; prey usually comes to drink there. Let's sneak over and take a look."

Old Hu and Fatty Wang immediately fell silent, carefully following behind Ji Haobo, one in front and one behind.

Yingzi, standing ahead, held the hunting rifle on her back. The dogs beside her were unusually well-behaved; they hadn't barked once they entered the forest.

They quietly led the way, while three large dogs guarded Yingzi.

Upon seeing this, Ji Haobo's eyes flashed with amazement. Yingzi had actually trained these hunting dogs to be so intelligent; she was truly skilled.

As the group walked, a stream several meters wide appeared before them. The water was clear, less than knee-deep, and flowed very gently.

The group stopped, crouched down, and hid behind the bushes nearby, quietly scanning the stream from top to bottom.

They were lucky; at that moment, a roe deer was on the dry, sandy beach of the stream, constantly turning its head to look around.

On the other side of the stream, however, was a large creature, none other than the wild boar, one of the most formidable beasts in the mountains, accompanied by a few small, insignificant animals.