My 1995 Small Farm

  Chapter 507 The Hunting of the Miao Family IV

   "It's hard to say, maybe there are fewer prey in the mountains, and they just came down from the mountains."

  Chen Ling shook his head, took out the plum tube and blew it, sending a message to his uncle and brother.

  The distance here is not far.

   Soon the Wang Qingwen brothers rushed over.

   Seeing that a wild boar was hit, they were all very happy.

   "Brother Qingwen, Qingzhong, I found this herd of pigs."

  Zhao Dahai, regardless of his embarrassment, rushed out and patted his chest to show off.

   Chen Ling looked over in surprise when he heard the words.

   Shanmao nodded dumbfoundingly: "This herd of wild boars was really found by the sea..."

   As he spoke, he went to show Chen Ling the animal behavior of these wild boars.

   That is, where is the 'dung road' that is often walked.

   "See that mountain. The Taniguchi at the foot of the mountain is a beast path... People say that novices are prosperous, and there is some truth to it.

   At first we circled around the opposite northwest corner, but found nothing.

   As a result, after turning around, my yellow dog just let the sea **** it, and it made a sound.

   Then I found Taniguchi all at once, and as soon as the dog walked towards Taniguchi, the group of wild boars didn't run away, and found the mud pond here all the way. "

   Shan Mao's words amused Chen Ling.

   "You said it's like playing mahjong. The novice will kill the Quartet as soon as he gets to the poker table... Tsk, why didn't this happen when I was just hunting."

   Said no, in fact, I had a similar experience when I used a slingshot to shoot birds when I was a child.

  When I first touched the slingshot, for some reason, it was very accurate, and I could shoot seven or eight birds a day.

   But after getting used to the game, it doesn’t work anymore. No matter how I hit it, it feels awkward, and no matter how I aim, I feel that there is a problem.

   Feeling irritable and bored.

  But after calming down and finding the feeling slowly, the accuracy will come back again.

  The two of them said that, and the others beside them were very happy to hear it.

  Zhao Dahai quit: "What a novice, I am a born good hunter, a hunting genius... Wait for me to practice again, that's nothing to say, I will be the Qinling Hunter King in the future."

   Chen Ling was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed and cursed: "Okay, I didn't mess with you, and you even took my name."

  Everyone burst into laughter.

   But don't say it, this fat man is really talented, at least he is good at thinking, and he is not just a big **** who only knows how to laugh.

At this time, he slapped his forehead and looked at Chen Ling: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, I wanted to ask just now, I was wondering about something, why do you think this wild boar is so brainless, and the dog is jumping on it?" It bit on the body, it didn't care about the dog, it just picked people to attack.

   In this matter, Jusheng and I suffered twice just now. "

Yes.

   This matter looks very strange to people who have never hunted.

  Bobcat smiled: "You will know after hunting a few more times in the future, no matter wild boar or other wild beasts in the mountains, as long as you see people, no matter how many dogs are around, you will only attack people.

  Especially the injured wild boar, who picks people up.

  The same is true for those who broke into villages and farmland. If you ask Fugui, there were people there who let wild boars kill them in the farmland. "

   This is about Jinmen Village.

The old hunter in Jinmen Village was almost hit by a wild boar in the mountains back then. It was his tiger-headed yellow loyal protector who blocked him. It was a dog king, but it couldn't stop the wild boar. He died directly.

   "Then why is this? People didn't mess with it, but the dog rushed forward. Could it be that the animals in this mountain are so smart and know that people are in charge?"

  After hearing what Shan Mao said, Zhao Dahai still couldn't figure it out.

   But specifically why?

   Bobcat couldn't answer for a while, he had never thought about it before.

  Just said: "Maybe it's true. Dogs can recognize people, and wild things in the mountains can also recognize people."

  Then turned to look at Chen Ling: "What do you think is rich?"

  Actually, many old hunters can't explain this kind of thing clearly.

  Chen Ling has also experienced the baptism of the Internet age in later generations, especially in the early days of the information explosion, where there are the most dry goods on the Internet. In addition, he himself has served in the military and has learned a lot about related deeds.

  But he didn’t say clearly, he just said: “I’ve heard a saying that wild things in the mountains are often judged by their height.

   People who walk upright are naturally the most threatening in their eyes.

  So as long as there are people present, no matter how many dogs there are, the beast will attack the person first. "

  This statement is something that everyone did not expect.

  But come to think of it, it's possible.

   "Catch the thief first?"

   "Uh, that's pretty much what it means."

  Everyone discussed, and then helped Chen Ling and Shanmao to disembowel the wild boar.

   Summer's prey.

   If it is already dead, if it is not opened as soon as possible and the internal organs are taken out, it will soon smell bad.

   It will take at least an hour and a half to rush back to Ranjiazhai from their current location.

  If you encounter other prey on the way, you may have to delay again.

  The weather is hot now, and it’s better to open up the pig if you go over the mountains.

   Of course, wild monkeys are an exception.

  Wild monkeys can be used as sacrifices if they are beaten. If they are eaten, they are not accepted by most people.

  Has hands and feet, looks like a human being, eating diaphragm.

  Generally no one will hunt them down unless they go too far.

  So Chen Ling just chopped off its tail, but didn't open it.

   Ripper, solution pig.

   Feed the dogs and offer sacrifices to the land.

   After that, a few people returned the same way.

   On the way back, they didn't meet any more prey.

   It doesn't matter.

   Hunting is not so easy.

  Sometimes, a whole hunting team, a dozen or so people wandered around the mountains for several days suffering from hunger.

   In the end, there may still be nothing to gain.

   They brought back a pig and a monkey in one morning, which is not a small gain.

really.

  When I returned to Ranjiazhai in the afternoon.

  Seeing that they actually brought back their prey.

  The hunting team in the stockade couldn't believe it.

   You especially heard that the fat man Zhao Dahai found the herd of wild boars.

   Finally, it was the wild boar that Chen Ling killed.

   This group of people almost popped their eyes out.

   "Hey, novice hands are prosperous, hehehe, hands are prosperous."

  Zhao Dahai smiled redly, but the corners of his mouth were grinning behind his ears, and anyone could see his complacency.

  The mud that dried up all over his body could not be covered up.

  Chen Ling also said: "Good luck, Meng."

  The people in the hunting team are most optimistic about Bobcats. Bobcats are short and strong, with sharp eyes, and their skin color seems to be running outside.

   He also brought the two coyotes.

  If he is an experienced hunter.

  The hunting team in the stockade will not be too suspicious.

   What about Zhao Dahai and Chen Ling...

  One is a fat man, and the other is a young man with soft skin and tender flesh, and a gentle temperament.

   She doesn't have the sharpness of a hunter at all, and her eyes are not fierce at all.

  How can this be believed?

  …

   To say that they deliberately belittled? That's not it either.

  An experienced player can judge three points at a glance.

   Or it is always said that Lao Huishanke has sharp eyesight.

   I often rush to the mountains, who cooperates well and who cooperates poorly, can't I know it well?

   It has long been clear.

   Often walking in the mountains, people, like beasts, have more and more intuition.

   "Don't believe it, forget it, anyway, this prey can't be counted?"

   Zhao Dahai said unhappily when he saw the suspicious eyes of these young and strong people.

   "Well, these definitely count.

  You can catch the prey, which shows that the land master has seen your sincerity. "

  The village chief, the little old man, smiled and said: "Go to the temple and pay homage to the Lord of the Land. You can go and worship twice in the morning and in the evening."

   Is this all right?

  After hearing this, several people felt that it was simple again.

   It’s been a long time since I’ve been exercising in the mountains, and I just hit a pig. Everyone hasn’t enjoyed themselves yet.

  Even Chen Ling did the same.

   "Can I leave after worshiping once tomorrow morning?"

"right."

   "Okay, then let's take a break and go to the mountains in the afternoon to drive away wild boars for you."

"ah?…"

  The little old man actually wanted to say that there is no need to drive for us. There have been no wild boars around the village recently.

   It has been three or four days, and the hunting team patrolled at night and found nothing. This is probably because they were frightened by the last hunting.

  The last time the hunt was very loud, we chased and intercepted wild boars for half a month.

   It was finally mixed up by Wang Qingzhong and the little yellow dog.

   Stirring is stirring, if you don't hit the pig, you don't hit the pig, but it must have played a deterrent effect.

  So there haven't been many wild boars coming over recently.

   "You can go if you want, these days the mountain has been quiet during the day."

  Since Chen Ling and the others agreed to those two conditions.

  The main purpose is to bring them some nice clothes outside.

  The attitude of the Miao people towards them is very kind.

  Even if they questioned whether they could hunt wild boars, they didn't say anything harsh.

   I still want to find an opportunity to ask Chen Ling to take a photo with a camera.

  So Chen Ling and the others can do whatever they want, as long as it's not excessive or taboo, they can do whatever they want.

   But today, I don’t know if Zhao Dahai’s luck is really good as a newbie, or if it’s the blessing of the Lord of the Land.

  It was useless in the afternoon. They went to the mountains to look for prey, and the prey came to the door by themselves.

  At that time, they washed up, had a brief lunch, and were resting, but Zhao Dahai was very excited, and took the dog out for a walk.

  But not long after, I heard a dog barking outside.

  Accompanied by the barking of the dog, there was also a loud sound of "哐, 哐, 哐".

  Running out to see, it was an angry wild boar screaming and charging in front of the gate of the village. The gate of the village was erected like a memorial archway, and there was a somewhat crude and inconspicuous watchtower beside it.

   This wild boar is hitting the watchtower.

   Look carefully at the wild boar with injuries.

   At this time, Zhao Dahai hurried back to call someone, but the dogs in the village had already rushed over.

  But these dogs went up one by one and were picked up one by one.

Especially the dogs in the stockade here are generally small in size. When encountering an angry wild boar, even if a group rushes up... The wild boar's huge head flicks and flicks, and few dogs rushing forward can stop it. He was picked up so that he quickly spun in mid-air and flew out.

   Soon, the furious wild boar pinned down a dog, opened its mouth wide and bit it frantically.

  The people in Ranjiazhai were so angry when they saw this situation, they hurriedly rushed forward.

  The red-eyed wild boar, as soon as it sees a person, immediately abandons the group of dogs, and rushes forward with howls.

   Such wild boars are scary when there are few people in the mountains, but now this wild boar rushed to the door by itself.

  There are people in the village who have a gun, so naturally they are not afraid of it.

   Needless to say, the shooting skills of the young men of the hunting team, "Bang Bang" fired several shots in a row. Before the wild boar rushed to the front, he was shot everywhere and was killed directly.

   At this time, everyone had time to ask Zhao Dahai what was going on.

  Actually, Zhao Dahai didn't know either.

   As soon as he took the two dogs out, he saw this wild boar rushing towards it from the bushes not far away, barking angrily.

  He knew that this pig-headed pig was powerful, and he had nothing to do with him, so he hurried back to call someone.

  Everyone heard this, and was a little bit moved by Zhao Dahai's luck of meeting a pig when he went out. Seeing him obviously frightened, he wanted to laugh.

   Afterwards, a few elderly people from Ranjiazhai walked up to have a look.

   Said that the wild boar was probably injured by hunting before, and now it smelled and came back to take revenge.

  Boars have the same eyesight, but their sense of smell is better than that of ordinary dogs.

   And this thing holds a grudge, too.

  I will remember the smell of the enemy for a long time. Sometimes after more than half a year, when I enter the mountains, I will be retaliated by wild boars.

  …

   At noon, a wild boar came to revenge.

   This matter is not over yet.

   At night, Chen Ling and the others had dinner at the little old man's house, and after eating, they were going to accompany Wang Qingzhong to pay homage to the Lord of the Land.

   While eating, I heard a group of dogs barking suddenly outside, as well as dense drums and loud shouts on the mountain.

   "Huh? The drums are playing, are you going to start worshiping the land?"

  Zhao Dahai stood up suddenly.

  The faces of the little old man and his two nephews changed: "...No, it's not our Sanxiping drumming, it's the drumming coming from the Xiongjiazhai on the opposite mountain. There is something wrong."

  In the Miao villages that are close to them, most of the time, they use the sound of drums to send messages.

   On the mountain, the sound of drums is heard far away.

  It sounded like it was nearby at night, but it was actually the village on the southeast mountain that Chen Ling and the others passed by during the day.

  Headed by the surname Xiongjiazhai.

  As they were talking, people outside were lighting torches one after another, and there were bursts of hurried footsteps passing by the door.

   The hunting team from Ranjiazhai is gathering.

   "Yada! Yada!"

   Far away, I heard such a shout coming from the opposite mountain.

   "It's wild boars again. It's only stopped for seven or eight days, and this group of guys started again!"

  The little old man stomped his feet resentfully.

   Shanmao and Chen Ling looked at each other: "Uncle Ran, we will follow."

   "Alright, Jinwa, Muwa, go and light the torch."

  …

   "Yada! Yada! Yada!"

  Lighting the torches, taking the guns and hunting knives, they just walked to the entrance of the village, tens of meters away from the gate of the village, when someone shouted loudly outside.

   While shouting, there are boiling dogs barking and drumming.

  In the vast darkness of night, looking out from the gate of Ranjiazhai, there was a mass of torches swaying rapidly in the field.

  The sound of people, dogs, drums, and intermittent gunfire intertwined in the night.

   In front of the crowd, a group of black shadows were rampaging, from northwest to southeast, uttering a low pig cry of "Phen'er, fen'er", and rushing away.

   "Woo, woo—"

  The little old man blew the plum tube, and soon someone ran over to report the situation.

   "Grandpa Ninth, the Wild Boar King came out of Xiongjiazhai. It is said that the weight is more than 800 catties, and they dug up their ancestors' graves."

  (end of this chapter)