Build a farm from the mountains

Chapter 263 The God of War in the Ditch
Deng Daliu was terrified by the roar of the tiger, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Zhang Liang running away and followed without hesitation.

Although there was time to load the bullet, it was difficult to aim a gun at the tiger in the forest. If two shots failed to hit the tiger, he would be the one who died.

Deng Daliu didn't dare to risk his life. Hearing the roar of the tiger behind him was getting closer, he ran to the edge of the ground and jumped forward without hesitation.

In December, the snow in the ditch was one meter deep, and in summer a lot of leaves and branches were blown in.

The pit is not much different from the trap, and if you fall down, you may lose half your life.

Deng Daliu fell upright, his legs stuck into the snow and his body fell backwards. He sat down on a pile of branches.

There was snow and branches to buffer him, and after his body paused, he let out a muffled grunt.

The branches on the snow surface are horizontal, and there are standing ones under the snow.

Squeeze the blood out of a small wound like a pricked skin, and it will heal with a lot of effort, it just hurts for a while.

It only hurts when the skin is broken immediately after being hard pressed, and if the nail is pierced into the sole of the foot and the foot is not pierced, it can hurt for several days.

Deng Daliu felt this way now, when his back mound was pricked by a tree branch, he gritted his teeth in pain.

Holding the gun in his left hand, he pressed a branch with his right to stand up with great effort, pretending to be nonchalant.

Both he and Zhang Liang stood sideways facing the wall of the ditch. Deng Daliu took out a bullet from his pocket and loaded it. He blindly loaded the bullet and looked sideways at the guy three meters away.

"Roar!"

The voice of the male tiger came from above.

The fissure was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and it was four meters deep after removing the snow.

But this kind of spatial sound, the roar of the tiger echoed here, and the scalps of the two of them were numb, and their ears were buzzing.

Trembling, Deng Daliu loaded the bullet and aimed upwards. The tiger shrank his head in fright. He hurriedly looked aside again, feeling that Zhang Liang was more dangerous than the tiger now.

Some people fall down while riding a bicycle, and after passing through that corner, they may fall five times out of ten times.

Some people are frightened by going into the mountains at night, and it will hurt their brains to walk there during the day.

Zhang Liang was born to be overcome by ditches. He fell into ditches several times when he was a child, and was scratched by a bear when he fell off a cliff last year.

Afterwards, he was thrown into the ditch three times, but his life was hard and he was injured only once. Now there are branches all around him, and only the one-meter radius under his feet is covered with snow.

He didn't get pricked by the branches when he sat down just now, and the barrel of the gun got wet when he supported it with his hands, and he was wiping it.

Previously, he was forced to enter the ditch, but this time he was actually considered passive, but don't blame him!
Heart suffocated ah!
He would be laughed at if it spread, but he just looked up at the tiger, seeing that it didn't dare to come down, he lowered his head and continued to wipe the barrel of the gun with a cold look in his eyes.

When his ears regained some hearing, he stared at the barrel of the gun and gritted his teeth and said, "Come! Come! Me! Fuck! Die! You!"

Deng Daliu is also a bastard. People who talk about loyalty have a characteristic. If they don't take it seriously, they will be cowardly. When he looked to the left, he couldn't help but pouted like a child.

He looked somewhat aggrieved, this matter was wrong, he couldn't hold back his mouth, and after holding back for a long time, he came up with three words: "It's gone off fire."

"Yeah!" Zhang Liang focused on cleaning his gun, nodded in approval, and said with a sneer, "The tiger is gone and lost his temper."

Deng Daliu lost his temper after being squeezed out, and said angrily, "What do you want?"

"Roar!"

A tiger roared from above, and he was angry, so he raised his head and raised his gun to shoot.

The male tiger had just jumped over the three-meter-wide ditch, and it was going there to observe the terrain and deal with the two of them.

The ditch was wide and the snow was still slippery. As soon as its front legs hit the ground, a gunshot came from behind its buttocks, scaring it so much that it couldn't stand firmly on its hind legs.

Sitting sideways on the ground slippery, perhaps feeling lost, quickly stood up and let out a low growl.

He slapped his right paw on the snow, the tiger's eyes stared fiercely at the cracks in the ground, his belly heaved violently in anger, and he didn't dare to go to the edge of the ditch for fear of being shot.

Go left and go to the end of the ditch and call "Ao", go right and go to the end of the ditch and call "Ao", the ditch is too deep, and it will not be able to climb up if it knows how to go down.

Walking around the ditch and screaming, half a minute later, I found that there was nothing I could do with the two people inside, so I roared and walked north.

Even if it goes a long way, it still calls "Oooo".

Zhang Liang and Deng Daliu were shocked by the continuous roar of the tiger just now and squatted on the ground covering their ears. Now they are not in the mood to quarrel.

In the woods to the west, Paozi was still screaming "Phen'er", "Pen'er", kicking his legs, and the scar-faced tiger held the wild boar with its front legs and looked towards the east.

Hearing the roar of the tiger, it went north. It leaned over and continued to lock its throat. After finally catching the prey, it was ready to eat before leaving.

Wu Meng stood on the sunny slope 700 meters south of the scar-faced tiger and listened for a while, then frowned and said, "I vaguely heard the sound of cannons, it should be Zhang Liang who fired. These two guys really went to fight the tiger!"

"I remember that there was a crack in the ground to the east of the creek. The two of them should have jumped into it. The tiger didn't bite anyone, so it left cursing."

"Yeah." Wu Hao nodded at the side to agree with his statement, the sound of cannons could be faintly heard, and the roar of the tiger should be clearer.

That position coincided with the location of the seam in the ground. If the tiger caught someone, it would not yell so angrily.

People can't shoot tigers, and there is no other way to escape except to go to the sky and enter the earth. Climbing mountains, trees and water is to deliver food to tigers.

It is basically omnipotent except that it has no wings.

Wu Meng turned around and asked, "It just growls and goes north, so it won't be beaten when it gets to the frontier camp?"

Wu Hao shook his head: "They can't fight, and we won't fight in the future."

Fighting tigers has not been allowed since the 60s, and now it is even more strictly prohibited. Soldiers will definitely not fight.

Nowadays, hunters in rural areas have guns, and when they see a tiger entering a village, they will shoot it to scare it away, unless they are attacked by a tiger in the mountains.

There is no benefit to beating tigers other than fame. The skin must be handed over and educated.

He had to hand it in when he got the call. No one in the mainland dared to buy tiger skins, and they could be sold to Hong Kong Island by train.

Now guns can be smuggled onto trains, and the police will check those who are guilty of thieves if they find tiger skins.

Those who transport and fight tigers have to squat on the fence.

It can only be hidden in a cabinet if it is taken home secretly.

Dare to put it on the ground as a carpet, this matter is big or small.

Even if he earns foreign exchange, it is true that no one can do anything to him, but no matter which leader comes, he will feel disgusted when he sees tiger skins on the ground.

This is not a tiger's skin!
A little thing, you can immediately see how this person is.

It's okay for him to raise tigers, and it's okay for him to eat birds when they are caught, but he can't show off or be arrogant.

Wu Meng shook the grenade and asked, "If those two idiots really jumped, do we need to go and see?"

As long as there is no major enmity, they will help each other when they go hunting in the mountains. No one can guarantee that nothing will happen to them when they go to the mountains. Helping others is helping yourself.

"It's up to you!" Wu Hao asked Da Zong to lead the way to the east, cursing in his heart that the bad water is crow's mouth.

He really sent his uncle into the pit.

It was eleven or twelve miles away from the ground, and they walked along the mountain road for two hours before crossing the small river.

The two of them were blowing snow under the crack of the ground, Zhang Liang wiped the sweat from his brow, and spread out the bear skin that was thrown aside.

Sitting on it, his eyes were very unfriendly. The space here is too small, and there is no place to throw the snow. If you want to light up the fire quickly, you will have to work for a long time.

Now I'm shivering from the cold, and I can't do it anymore.

The two had been arguing for a long time just now, and now Deng Daliu was not so guilty, seeing Zhang Liang staring at him all the time.

He sat down and gritted his teeth, endured the pain in the back of the hill, and asked with a sneer: "What are you looking at? Can you still bury me here?"

"I haven't blamed you yet! You are the knight among pigs and the God of War in the ditch. I went to the mountain with you and put me in the ditch."

"After we go out, let's keep the water in the well and the water in the river, and never get together."

Zhang Liang sneered: "You still want to go out? If you can't light the fire, we both have to freeze to death here. It's hard to say whether we will be discovered or not."

It is normal to take two or three days to go into the mountain. My brother-in-law may not necessarily look for him when he comes, and he may be pulled out and buried if he is late.

Deng Daliu bowed his head and didn't speak. The relationship between them was not good. Just now, Yang Xue only raised her feet, and didn't want to get together to work.

If the two of them worked together, they would have cleared an open space long ago. He felt chilly and was thinking of going there.

A dog barks overhead.

"Wow, woof!" Da Brown ran to the edge of the ditch and reported back when he saw two people below.

Zhang Liang and Deng Daliu looked at each other and were stunned. They recognized that the dog belonged to Wu Hao's family. They didn't know that Wu Hao had entered the mountain, and they didn't hear the gunfire.

The two of them hurriedly stood up, their faces were full of joy. Although they would not freeze to death tonight, they would suffer a lot. They were happier to be able to go out now than to beat the tiger.

Wu Meng walked to the edge of the ground and knelt down and asked, "What are you two doing hiding here with bear skins on?"

Zhang Liang didn't care about his teasing, he clasped his fists to the two above and said, "Brother, let me go up and talk about it."

Deng Daliu was a little embarrassed, he didn't know what to say, if he really wanted to talk about seniority, if he opened his mouth to call him uncle, he would be two generations younger than Zhang Liang.

Wu Hao didn't bully Deng Daliu, he nodded to them both and asked Wu Meng to tie a rope to the tree, throw it down and work together to pull the two people up.

Zhang Liang came up last, untied the rope around his waist and wiped the sweat from his head, and said with a bit of embarrassment, "Brother, I don't even know how to thank you."

I haven't repaid my life-saving grace last time, but this time it happened again, and it seems that I can't repay it.

"It's right to help each other." Wu Hao waved his hand: "Let's go home."

Deng Daliu said a little coyly: "There are still two wild boars. We need to warm up and eat something, otherwise we won't be able to walk."

Zhang Liang nodded: "Let's eat something together, and leave when it's warm."

"Okay." Wu Hao asked them to lead the way.

The four of them led the dog into the woods to deal with the wild boar, grilled it over a cage fire, and chatted about what happened by the way.

After eating and drinking enough to go back to the village together, Zhang Liang and Deng Daliu no longer want pork, it's all because of a little heart.

Wu Hao didn't refuse either, and when he got up in the morning, he asked Yu Laoqi to lead someone to fetch the wild boar he and Wu Meng had killed.

The two semi-wild boars were allotted to Tunzi, and he and Lao Wu drove the black wind to pull the wild boars near the cracks in the ground.

The two old sows are young, and their meat is relatively tastier than that of the older sows.

The father and father loaded the wild boar on the sledge, drove the black wind south to the snow bag where half a catty of sand was dug out last year, and took out the net bag to block the front.

I was so busy that the sun was westward and I caught 21 sand half a catty, and it was dark when I returned to the village.

(End of this chapter)