Golden Fishing Village

Ao Muyang looked down at the general, and the general looked up at him, his big eyes glaring at him.

In the past, their ancestors passed down the method of catching wild boars. They usually planted a field of sweet potatoes in the ground first. Wild boars love to eat this stuff and like to dig it with their tusks and claws.

The sweet potatoes are planted as bait. Even if they are ripe, they will not be dug up, and the wild boars will eat them. In winter, when the wild boars eat less, they will inevitably dig up the sweet potatoes to eat.

At this time, a two-meter deep pit must be dug in the ground in advance. A large pit must be dug at the beginning of winter. The inner wall of the pit should be built with bricks. Otherwise, wild boars are very athletic and will use their fangs and claws to dig the soil. Pave the way to escape.

Finally, the pit should be buried with soil and covered with weeds. When the wild boar falls into the trap, hit it with big rocks to kill it, so that you can harvest a wild boar without any blood.

This trick is no longer easy to use. There are usually too few wild boars, and you can't see one every year or two. No one will set traps for uncertain harvests anymore.

Ao Muyang released the queen. The queen's eyesight was very powerful, but he didn't know how to tell the queen to find the wild boar. The queen had not received hunting training.

The general did have this ability, but he circled around the top of the mountain. When he came back, he was panting from exhaustion. His tongue stuck out like a hanging ghost, which was twenty centimeters long, and he couldn't even find a drop of pig excrement.

After wandering around the mountain for two hours, Ao Muyang found no sign of the wild boar, but met several groups of people, forty or fifty in number...

After finding a clean stone, he sat down to rest, and happened to run into the team of Ao Mucheng and Ao Mufeng again.

He waved and the group came over to sit down, then took out their cigarettes and puffed away the smoke.

Ao Mufeng smacked his lips and said: "This pig is also a god. Can it burrow into the ground or fly into the sky? How many people are looking for it, but they can't find it!"

Song Weimin, the son-in-law from outside the village, laughed and said: "If this pig was easy to find, how could it survive to this day? Wild boars have many tricks to save their lives."

Ao Zhihong, an old man from the village who followed, blew out his smoke and said, "That's right, hunting wild boars is not an easy task. There are routines."

"What kind of trick?" Ao Mucheng smiled and gave Ao Zhihong another cigarette.

Ao Zhihong's situation is different from other people in the village. Most fishing villages rely on the sea to feed themselves. Ao Zhihong's family has always relied on the mountains and mountains. He has been a hunter since his grandfather's generation. Except for occasionally going to sea during the fishing season, he spends most of his time at sea. Drill in the mountains.

When he was young, the country began to recruit soldiers for war. Ao Zhihong had been playing with guns since he was a child, so he joined the army and went to Korea to fight with the American devils.

Later, after returning from the Goryeo expedition, he retired and returned home. At this time, the country began to become turbulent. Later, the country began to strictly ban guns, so he relied on subsidies and farming to make a living.

The old man was single and lived a rather carefree life. When he was young, he had a partner, but his wife ran away with him when he was in the army. Since then, he has given up on women. After returning from the army, he lived alone.

If he were twenty years younger, the old man would have taken care of the wild boar himself. But now, as he is getting older, he can only be roped in as a consultant. If you really want to hunt wild boars, you can't count on him.

Hearing Ao Mucheng's inquiry, the old man smiled and said: "You don't have to guard wild boars at night. If you guard ten times, you will only miss nine times. Go in and take a look. If you don't find anything, go home and rest. Try again after two hours, and the effect will be better." It’s better than squatting.”

"Also, change your clothes before setting off, and don't let the sweat pour into the sky. Eat less smelly things, and save the wine for celebration. Don't be impatient when walking on the road, and listen to the gentle footsteps as you walk."

"Remember every little detail, and the clothes on your body are not allowed to make any noise. Reflective glass, etc., remember to face the ground. The lights must not be turned on, and you are not allowed to talk or smoke..."

These experiences are of little use now. Ao Mucheng smiled and said: "Grandpa Six, what are you saying? The old sow wears a bra, one after another."

The old man laughed loudly and said: "Also, you don't rely on seeing to beat the pig, you rely on listening with your ears. If the pig moves, you move, if the pig stops, you stop. Follow it, don't rush up blindly when you see the pig. That would be a disadvantage..."

They chatted for a while, came to rest, and then went for a walk with their dogs and other animals.

Later, Lu Zhizi called him. When she learned that Ao Muyang was looking for wild boars in the mountains, she asked if she could send the Bawanghua that she had left to guard the school to help.

Bawanghua is a good dog, but Ao Muyang looked at the general and felt that it would only be a disservice.

From morning to noon, he wandered around but couldn't find the wild boar, so he felt a little downcast.

At noon, he met Wang Dongliang's group of people. Wang Dongliang was also holding a dog. Ao Muyang identified it and thought he was holding a husky.

There have been many conflicts between the two parties. When they met, Wang Dongliang saw that he was alone, and he suddenly laughed ferociously: "Hey, Brother Yang, why are you alone? Are you alone?"

Ao Muyang smiled slightly and said, "If I beat a group of you one by one, I can break your legs, believe it or not?"

Wang Dongliang looked left and right, swallowed his breath, and hummed: "Barbarian, who is going to fight with you? Let's go!"

After taking a few steps, he turned back: "This wild boar belongs to our Wangjia Village, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Ao Muyang was too lazy to pay attention to him, whistled and led the general away.

The general reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the husky. It was the first time he had seen this kind of foreign dog with the style of a foreign wolf, and he had never ridden it before.

After searching on the mountain for a while, Ao Muyang already wanted to give up.

At this time, the general suddenly sniffed. It sniffed the surrounding dry bushes for a while, its eyes gradually became sharper, and its steps became much heavier.

Seeing this, Ao Muyang was delighted. The general had made a discovery!

Sure enough, the general sniffed all the way and found a grass nest on the mountainside.

This grass nest is full of wild grass in spring, summer and autumn, and a full nest of snow is accumulated in winter. When Ao Muyang walked nearby, he found pig footprints on the ground!

His heart beat quickly. The wild boar is here!

But why are there no wild boar footprints in other places around, only near this grass nest?

Ao Muyang looked carefully and found the trick.

It turned out that there were many grasses, bushes and small trees around this grass nest. When the wild boar passed through it, its body would touch these things, and then shake the snow on top, burying its footprints.

He swept away some snow and found pig footprints underneath.

"Is this pig lucky or intentional? It's too smart, isn't it?" Ao Muyang muttered to himself.

He used his clothes to sweep the snow, while the general used his claws to dig at the grass nest. Soon, its cry rang out, louder than ever before: "Woo woo woo!"

The cry was a bit unbelievable. Ao Muyang looked up and saw a gray-black pig head emerging from a grass nest. A big pig head!

The pig head was probably as big as a bucket, with a long mouth, even longer fangs, and two eyes that were wide open. The bristles on its head were like steel needles and iron thorns, covered with weeds and snow, and it was very concealed!