Build a farm from the mountains

Chapter 140
When he got a sable, Wu Hao played with it for a while and put it into a canvas bag, seeing that it was still early, put away the net bag and led the sable to the north.

The hills to the west are too far away, and we need to walk sixty or seventy miles, but there are three hills within twenty miles to the north, and I haven't seen sables before.

Now there may be, and a little bit of possibility cannot be let go.

This sable didn't reduce his stress, it wasn't that he was short of money, it didn't matter if he donated all his savings to the school.

But he would not be reconciled to putting it in Deng Liuzi's pocket. Grandpa oppressed Deng Liuzi's father all his life. It would be too embarrassing for him to lose to Deng Liuzi.

Crossing the small river through the woods, after walking for fifteen miles, I found two hills. There were footprints of other small animals nearby, but there were no sables.

Wu Hao half-fed the two yellow-throated minks, then lit a fire and ate the meat by himself, looking at the last hill to the north.

If there were no more sables here, he wondered if he had really lost his mind. It was the first time he was worried about finding prey after he had been in the mountains for so long.

There are a lot of wild boars, and there are many footprints, but he has never encountered a single wild boar. The biggest animals he saw were red foxes and silly roe deer besides owls.

There was not a single bear in the Tiancangzi I looked for, and the wine and honey were taken for nothing.

The snow-white ground and the bonfire barbecue should be a great enjoyment. The owner is in a bad mood, and the big hair is not dry anymore. It crawls on the owner.

I turned around and went to the front to dig out the padded jacket. I didn’t go hungry for more than a month away from home, and I went hungry for six meals in two days when I went out with my master.

It knew that there was bear meat in the owner's arms, and its little head got into the clothes to find it. Wu Hao picked up the big hair by the neck, and pointed to the hill to the north: "After you find it, let you eat here."

Da Mao glanced to the north, but it didn't understand. It kept kicking its legs, raised its little paw to lick it, bared its teeth and put down the paw again, and it started to attack someone else.

Wu Hao combed them. The two minks were really close to him, and they didn't touch them no matter how angry they were. When they were quiet, they put out the fire with snow.

Putting the two sables on his shoulders, he walked north to the foot of the hill. Da Mao recognized the sable's footprints and jumped down.

It's hungry, this time you catch that little player and you must eat it!Seeing that it was about to run up, Wu Hao picked it up and put it on his shoulder.

Da Mao licked his paws, tilted his head to look at the back of his master's head, and when he saw someone looking over, he leaned on his shoulders and let it go.

If the two of them stopped working, Wu Hao took out two pieces of meat to feed them, and then walked around the hill.

After checking the surroundings, a smile appeared on his face. Sure enough, there are sables here, and the latest footprints are on it, and there are five footprints down the mountain.

Among them, a row of footprints in the northeast corner has not been walked for a long time, and many of them have been covered by wind and snow, only some traces are left under the roots of the mountain.

Wu Hao stroked his chin and thought, there are so many footprints going down the mountain, this sable should be an old guy, too cautious.

The row of footprints in the northeast corner can be ignored. The yellow-throated marten will leave a smell after following the row of footprints in the south of the mountain, and the sable will not run down that row.

Wu Hao turned half a circle and set up a net bag at the corner of the footprints on the north and west, then circled back and walked east.

This row of footprints came down yesterday. Only the east side of the hill is farthest from the forest, about 120 meters away.

Sable's prudence should not run east from an open place, so Wu Hao and the sable's footprints kept a distance of two meters and walked into the east forest.

A tree hole was found in the second tree. This tree hole has a small opening, and it may be the second long-term residence of the sable.

Walking a few steps to the east, I found many traces of sables digging snow on the ground.

Not far to the east is a small river, and there are many small animals on the river bank, and the sables come here to hunt.

This little guy might still run this way. Wu Hao went back to the west of the tree hole to observe the footprints carefully. The sable had indeed gone up the mountain, and the snow here was nearly two meters thick.

He kept a distance of three meters from the footprints, knelt down and began to dig out the snow hole. The hard shell on the snow was five centimeters thick, and he dug down sixty to seventy centimeters and then went to the footprints.

The whole person climbed in and dug out to a foot away from the footprints. There was a bulge in the snow here, which was suitable for lifting the head, and a small hole was cut from the west side of the bulge.

It is enough that the muzzle can be poked out and the eyes can see, and a slightly larger hole is cut in the north.

There are net pockets on the west and north sides of the mountain, and he can scare the sable at the foot of the mountain in the east, but this sable is too slippery.

I'm afraid it won't go the same way and be chased by the yellow-throated marten in a hurry. When running downhill to the east, it must not turn around and run up.

The downhill slope was several hundred meters wide. Sable had too many routes to choose after seeing people, and he couldn't defend against such a wide snow slope.

On the road that the sable must pass through, it hid itself and waited for the rabbit. It ran over in a straight line and tried not to shoot it. When it got close to climbing a tree, it rushed to grab it.

It was a poplar tree, and the hole in the tree was nearly ten meters high. The sable had entered the hole, and it was very difficult for him to climb up.

I am also afraid that there are holes in the snow in the forest, the holes are small, the yellow-throated marten cannot get in, and the sables will not be able to catch them if they run in.

In winter, the soil cannot be dug at all. It is better for the sable to run west and north, where there are net pockets, and he can ambush in the east.

Wu Hao got out and led the mink to the south of the mountain and pointed up the mountain: "Catch it!"

Big and Er Mao climbed up, he quickly ran back to the east, got into the snow cave and waited, the sable really ran over, but the yellow-throated marten failed to catch up.

He didn't ambush him, and he still had a way to catch it when he entered the tree hole.

The snow in the west undulates greatly, and the snow at the edge of the forest is higher than that in the west. He can clearly see the western hillside.

This wait is 5 minutes, and the net pocket on the west side of the hill is far away, so you may not be able to hear the screams of the sable, for fear that the big hair and the second hair will eat it.

Wu Hao had just exited the snow cave and was about to go over to have a look. As soon as he knelt on the ground and raised his head, he saw three figures chasing down from the small mountain.

He hurriedly got into the snow cave again and looked west from the small hole.

The yellow-throated marten was not as fast as the sable. It was almost on the front foot, and Ermao, who was running at the back, turned somersault and rolled down.

Da Mao was more than 30 meters away from the sable, and the sable followed its footprints down the mountain and turned around to run northeast.

"Fuck!" Wu Hao cursed inwardly, the white sheepskin jacket and dog fur hat he wore were gray and white.

The sable has mediocre eyesight, so he must not be able to see him at a distance of more than 100 meters. He must have smelled it.

The forest on the west side is the closest to the hill, this little guy didn't go west, he really came to the east, he ran to the northeast, there must be a fixed cave there.

It can't be ambushed here, Da Mao is pulled too far, Wu Hao sticks out the muzzle from the west, even if it is broken, it can be sold for 80 yuan.

There are mountains in the west to block the wind, and the snow is ups and downs. The further the sable runs to the northeast, the farther it is from him, and now it is more than 100 meters.

The sable in the distance is like a big mouse, running uphill and downhill, the speed is still very fast, it can't be hit at all, and it can't even aim.

Wu Hao retracted his gun and poked out from the north. In front of him was a small snow slope several hundred meters long, and the speed of the sable would slow down when he ran up it.

Try shooting a shot in a straight line of 150 meters. If you can't hit it, go digging the hole. As soon as the muzzle of the gun came out, Wu Hao looked north: "Fuck!"

This time he couldn't help making a sound. There were not many trees on the edge of the forest to the east, but there were many Fraxinus mandshurica near the river.

The mandshurica mandshurica in the west of the river is thick, not tall and has many branches. When he looked to the north, he vaguely saw a figure running down the small river more than 200 meters to the northeast from the gap between the trees.

It is much smaller than a tiger but longer than a lynx, and has a long tail. Although the hair is not clearly visible, it is definitely a leopard!
The river surface was lower than the terrain on the bank, and the figure went down, Wu Hao's mood was similar to that of Deng Liuzi.

Excited and nervous, he would curl his lips when throwing the 10 yuan, but his mood is definitely different when he meets a leopard.

It's not about money at all, hunting leopards and tigers is the hunter's honor and obsession, he is afraid that leopards will go north along the river.

It is definitely impossible to chase after it. There is only one chance to shoot. He is hiding tightly now. No matter how careful the leopard is, he will not be able to find him.

It is much easier to fight than squatting to catch leopards with prey. When caught, leopards will be very careful, but ambushes are different.

As long as it comes over, as long as it stops, as long as it is about 100 meters away, the leopard is his.

He could think of his mother's surprise and joy, and even more so, his sister's appearance when she heard that it cost more than 3000 yuan.

The leopard has indeed come, and it is indeed going northwest after getting down the river. It is unlucky enough, it will encounter dogs everywhere it goes, and it will be surrounded, and it will run southwest after being shot.

Afraid of meeting people, I went west. I wanted to turn north to the grassland, but there were wolves howling again in the northwest. I am not afraid to single it out.

There were a lot of wolves howling over there. It couldn't beat so many wolves, so it could only go southwest. This time it finished hunting, slept for a while, and hurried on its way.

In the past few days, I haven't had a good rest, and I haven't eaten enough, and my mental state is very poor. Fortunately, I haven't met people or dogs again.

It is going to go for a while, enter the forest in the northwest to hunt and eat, and then have a good night's rest.

The leopard had just walked a few meters along the river when it suddenly heard a cry from the southwest.

The voice was familiar, and the sable would occasionally bark when it ran away, and the leopard heard it, and its body trembled subconsciously.

Now it is afraid of this sound, ran a few steps to the north and heard the sound of "gurgling" again, stopped in its tracks, and doubts flashed in its eyes.

The barking of the dog was wrong, not as rampant as a dog, but more of fear. This was not a dog, but the scream of a prey fleeing.

It is hungry now, and does not want to miss the prey when it encounters it. Its front paws rest on the river bank and look southeast.

Da Mao was pulled down more than 30 meters by the sable, but his speed was very fast on the flat ground, and the sable had to run uphill and downhill on the undulating snow.

Da Mao stepped on the high slope and jumped forward directly, jumping three or four meters at a time, which was very exhausting, but it could catch the prey faster.

Seeing the predator getting closer and closer, the sable "grunt" and "woof", so frightened that its four short legs kicked hard on the snow.

Its caves are only the safest in the northeast. There are not only tree holes, but also burrows under the rubble pile. The previous predators could not dig out the burrows, so it is the safest place.

It wanted to run east, and there were burrows there, but it smelled a strange smell, so it turned around and headed northeast.

Realizing that the predator behind it was almost a few meters away from catching it, before it could go to the burrow, the sable kicked its hind legs into the woods, grabbed the second tree trunk, and climbed up.

The tree hole is also small enough for predators to get in.

The sable can only jump more than half a meter high, and the yellow-throated marten jumped three meters directly, almost hooking its tail with one paw.

"Wow, woof, woof!" The sable was so frightened that it climbed up in circles like a squirrel, and the big hair also chased around the tree in circles, and the sable couldn't get in if it entered the hole.

The three paws are holding onto the tree trunk, and it digs in with its right paw. The cat, lynx, and yellow-throated marten are all in the same posture, hanging on the tree to dig out the tree hole.

Ermao got stuck down the slope, and it was pulled far away, and when it was still 20 meters away from the edge of the woods after chasing it.

As soon as it came down a snow slope, it ran back again with a "swoosh", its four legs kicked too fast, as if it was standing on a treadmill, and the snow flew away and there was no place to move.

It looked to the northeast and opened its mouth in fright to the big hair on the tree: "Oh!"

With a howl, I ran on all fours and ran south at the fastest speed. Where is the safest place?next to the master.

Da Mao was digging a tree hole in the southwest of the trunk, and when he heard an anxious cry, he glanced to the southwest, and his wife ran away.

It was still scared away, it didn't look at where the predator was, jumped off the tree and ran south with the wife, if the daughter-in-law didn't climb the tree, it wouldn't climb the tree either.

"Oh~"

The sound behind him was rough like a deep thunder. Da Mao didn't see the predator, but he was shocked when he heard the sound. If it was a cat, he would definitely explode and run away.

The leopard poked its head and saw three little guys chasing it. It was not afraid, but it was cautious and looked around under the river bank.

The west is a vast expanse of whiteness, surrounded by flat land, and there are no other living things except snow and some gravel.

There is no other smell, and it is far away from humans in its memory, so it is not afraid of anyone except tigers and bears.

He jumped ashore lightly, and approached quietly under the cover of trees. When the two little guys got on the tree, they were less than 80 meters away from the tree.

There are not many trees here, and it has reached the ambush distance. It has exhausted a lot of energy these days, and it wants to get closer.
When the other little guy saw it barking, it rushed forward, its pent-up anger turning into a roar.

Tiger and leopard Leiyin, many small animals will be so frightened that their legs and feet will not work.

Da Mao didn't know this thing, and he didn't dare to look back, but he was naturally afraid of the sound, so he wouldn't be afraid of getting home if he couldn't use his legs and feet.

It ran in a straight line, and the sound behind it was getting closer and closer. Knowing that it couldn't run, it kicked its hind legs and jumped directly onto the ash tree to climb up.

It jumped three meters and turned upwards. The leopard jumped at a lower height than it, but it grabbed the tree trunk and jumped up.

The speed is no slower than that of the yellow-throated mink. The mandshurica mandshurica here is low, the crown grows in all directions, and the top of the tree is not high.

Da Mao could only step on the crown of the tree and jump to the tree in the south. In order to escape, he jumped more than five meters at a time, and the tree was slippery in winter.

It didn't step on its hind feet, and fell half of its body. It kicked its hind legs vigorously, climbed up, continued to run south, and jumped down a tree.

The tree crowns are close together, and the leopard is heavy. It also needs to jump out to step on the thick trunk, and it will slip after the branches are lowered.

One leg fell off, and when it regained its leg, Da Mao jumped another tree, and the leopard followed suit.

This time the yellow-throated marten slipped, but it didn't slip, and the distance was getting closer. Da Mao just ran up the mountain and came down to chase the sable.

The physical exertion was too great, and I couldn't stand still when I ran forward. It fell from the upper trunk to the lower trunk. The leopard jumped to the south trunk and then jumped to the southwest trunk to block it.

The leopard is heavy, pressing down the tree trunk, it walks up little by little, and its hind legs are ready to pounce forward at any time.

Big Mao stood like a squirrel, its back leaned against the tree trunk, its belly heaved violently, and the big guy in front frightened it.

The physical exertion is too great to run, so turn around and climb up and the opponent will rush over, and when the opponent jumps off the tree and stops, the opponent will follow and catch it.

The yellow-throated marten has an instinct to avoid, and it waits for the opponent to jump over before jumping down.

Ermao howled anxiously "Ao'ao" ​​tens of meters away to the south.

It wants to attract the attention of predators, but the leopard doesn't even look at it, and Ermao hops around on the snow but dare not go past it.

"150 meters!" Wu Hao aimed at the leopard. It was a bit far away, but he had to shoot.

Leopards are indeed valuable, but they are incomparable with Da Mao, who can catch a lot of prey for him, and the relationship he has raised since childhood is even more extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)