Build a farm from the mountains

If it were any other old hunter, he would definitely use a fire outside the cave to guard against wild animals, and he would not drink alcohol at night and be vigilant.

Seeing Zhang Liang like this will definitely scold him.

Those who drowned are those who can swim. For those who are good swimmers, they can play in the waves in the sea. It is useless for others to see the danger.

It's like playing a Ferris wheel, as long as you don't fall off, you can always play.

There are no big pits in this radius of ten miles, Zhang Liang is not afraid at all, he will sleep soundly.

When it was almost dawn, I woke up from urinating, and I was still a little thirsty, so I reached out to get the water bottle in my arms.

I felt heavy on my shoulders, and I could still hear snoring behind my head. I thought I was dreaming, and reached out to touch something on my shoulders.

It's a bit like a hand, with hair on the back and pads underneath. Zhang Liang's eyes suddenly opened and he became refreshed.

If it were someone else, he would definitely run away with a "Oh my god". He was also afraid, but he was even more courageous.

I remember that there are dirt bags in front of me, and bears behind me. The snow on the side of my head is very thick. If I stand up and run to my feet, I will be overtaken by bears.

Right now, he misses Da Hang very much.

Everything has pros and cons, Dakeng not only conquers him, but also saves him.

Now there is a big pit five meters away, and it is safe to jump into it. Unfortunately, when he was looking for a place to live, he walked around and saw a few small ditches.

This snow cave is only 1.5 meters wide, and the semi-automatic guns in my arms cannot be used. Even if I can spot a bear, no one fires in the opposite direction, and my fingers will be broken.

He didn't dare to turn over yet, so he was a little dazed and couldn't think of a good way. He lay on his side and had one arm numb, feeling that the blind man was sleeping soundly.

Twisting slightly to take out his arm, the blind man hugged Zhang Liang hard, and Zhang Liang didn't dare to move, he would die if he woke up.

There was something hard at the back of the waist. I remembered that it was an iron rod, and there was something hard under my body. I remembered that I put the leftover nylon rope in my pocket when I took off the cover.

He turned his eyes to pay attention, slowly took out the nylon rope to tie a loose buckle, and gently lifted the bear skin.

Stretching his right hand back and slowly touching down, he was relieved when he touched something that wrapped the bow.

If it is a female bear, then you have to tie your toes, but this is very dangerous, don't look at the ten fingers and the heart hurts.

As long as he runs out to shoot, Xiong will hit the gun if he loses his toes in a hurry, but tie the bow.

It was beaten to death without a slap in the face!

It's not that I don't want to part with that thing, it's that it hurts too much. If I were an adult, I would pass out from the pain and then wake up from the pain, and I would die from the pain.

The bear bow is also wrapped, and when it is going to hibernate, it will slowly reduce its body functions, so it will not be easy for the bow to come out.

Zhang Liang has experience in this area. As the saying goes, if you do it again and again, you will do it again and again.

As long as it happened once, it will be a matter of course next time.

I didn't dare to use my strength to massage the bear. After a long time, the blind man felt uncomfortable. He slowly exerted force on his arms and shook his shoulders forward.

Like shy and coquettish.

But it didn't wake up, its body functions were slowly recovering, and it was about to end hibernation.

Between half-dream and half-awake, the bow finally came out.

Zhang Liang was so tired that his brow was sweating, he ignored the water in his hands, took the nylon rope, and even with one hand stretched back, he could put the slip buckle on.

Send it to the root and pull gently, afraid of hurting the bear, feel that it is enough to trap the root, and immediately wrap the other end around the iron drill and tie a dead button.

This time he lay quietly for 5 minutes, waited for the bear behind him to breathe more calmly, grabbed the semi-automatic and put it in his right hand.

I propped my left hand on the ground and retracted my legs. The position is very awkward now, so I can only run backwards. I want to sit up for fear that the bear will wake up.

When I got up halfway, I vigorously lifted the bear claws that were pressing down, squatted up and kicked the ground with my left foot, crushing the snow and rushing out.

"Say!" The blind man roared angrily, and subconsciously slapped forward, feeling that the "similar" was afraid of being attacked.

It's not yet dawn, but I just vaguely saw a black shadow, and it immediately turned around and chased after it on all fours.

After running two steps, due to too much force, the nylon rope was tightened and the bow was bleeding.

The black blind man knelt down with a "wow", in the same posture as a human being, covered with his claws, bent down, and slammed his head on the ground vigorously while wailing.

Its claws are different from human hands, and it can't untie the buckle at all. It can only cover it with its claws, and it keeps screaming in pain when it touches the rope.

Humans will grab the rope and then pull it hard, but it will directly pull it hard, and it will hurt even more when it pulls the bow.

Just this small rope can tie an elephant's bow and it can be nailed.

Zhang Liang didn't run away directly. Knowing that he couldn't run away from the bear, he walked half a circle around the dirt bag and felt relieved when he heard the howling.

Trotting back the same way, even if it was still dark, he could still see the black blind man kowtowing in the light of the snow.

He picked up the gun and fired three shots at the black shadow five or six meters away. The bullets penetrated the back of the black bear and hit the ground.

Xiong Xiazi couldn't die unless he was injured to the vitals, he rushed forward with a roar, the bow was strangled in half, and he stepped back and knelt down with an "ow".

"Bang bang bang" three more shots were fired, and two bullets hit the back of the black bear's head. This time it was silent.

Zhang Liang knew that this thing would pretend to be dead, so he fired all the remaining four bullets, and saw that the blind man still didn't move.

Knowing that he was really dead, he let out a long sigh and sat down on the snow, cold sweat slowly breaking out on his forehead.

This is the backlash to be afraid of.

But it is difficult for the timid to understand the bold. This guy got up after sitting for less than 30 seconds.

He went to the bear to find a branch to make a fire, and turned the black blind man over to open his stomach by the light of the fire and the shimmering sky.

He took out a bear bile and laughed "haha".

It is also understandable that many people risked their lives without earning the money for a straw. Even if they sell it for 600 yuan, the old farmers still need to work for two and a half years.

Plus there's sure to be a good laugh out there with the narrow escape.

Zhang Liang is also very particular about people and follows the rules of hunting. When he is happy, he puts away the bear bile first, takes out the internal organs of the blind man and hangs them on a distant tree.

When I came back, I threw the ribs and some big bones far away, so I didn't worry about the remaining three hundred catties of meat.

His brother Wu Hao's family has a car and drives on a mountain road, and the meat is kept as a gift for his brother.

Roast the bear meat first, then bury the black blind man with snow, pack up your things and follow the wild boar footprints to continue chasing.

Walking into the pine forest at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Liang heard the barking of dogs in front of him. Zhang Liang had a complicated expression on his face. He was happy because he met someone, and he smiled wryly because the wild boar might have been cut off.

Then go and have a look, in case the other party didn't hit the wild boar, he still wanted to keep chasing it, and he wanted to earn money for picking his pants.

Walk a few hundred meters forward, pick up a stick and tap on the trunk, just to let the other party hear someone coming.

If someone is hunting, he can easily mislead the dogs by shooting, and it is easy to make enemies.

Wu Hao was disemboweling a rabbit. Last night a wolverine came to steal wild boar meat, but unfortunately he failed.

Hearing the voice in the woods, he called the dog back and waited by the side of the tree with his gun in hand. Seeing that it was Zhang Liang, he was taken aback.

I didn't expect this guy to go into the mountain when he was not at home watching the shed. Could it be that the family is short of money again?

Zhang Liang was very happy to see that he was a brother. There was a white wire rope cover on the bush path.

The wild boar couldn't see clearly, but he could see clearly. After passing through, he noticed the wild boar lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

Walking over to see it, he couldn't help showing a wry smile, and looked at Wu Hao with some resentment, the pig king was indeed cut off.

Seeing his expression and movements, Wu Hao understood, pointed at the wild boar and asked, "This guy has thrown himself into a trap, you wouldn't have chased him so far for it, would you?"

"That's right!" Zhang Liang sighed and explained the process again, of course he didn't mention the massage for the black blind man.

Wu Hao laughed when he heard the money for stripping his pants, and he could understand why Zhang Liang did this.

He kicked the wild boar and said: "Give me 200 yuan, and I will help you drive to the village, and you can change another car and send it to the captain's house to ask for money."

Pigs can't be given to Zhang Liang for free, and he can't give it for no reason even if he is not short of 200 yuan.

But Zhang Liang shook his head, took out the bear bile wrapped in cloth from his bosom and proposed, "I'll trade it and bear meat for wild boar."

Seeing that Wu Hao wanted to object, he immediately said without hesitation: "Forget me for some favors, if you don't accept it, you will look down on me."

He made some money hunting wild boars in autumn, enough for the New Year if there was no famine in the family, and he could earn two hundred by selling pig kings.

Being a bastard is not for nothing, bad temper is also a matter of people, and what is owed must be repaid.

People in the village don't like Zhang Liang, but it cannot be denied that he has a good side.

Wu Hao didn't really want to accept directly using money to repay favors, and he should look for things more. After Zhang Liang said so, he had to accept it.

Put away the bear bile and check your watch. It's past three o'clock. I haven't caught any big prey in the past two days, but I've made a lot of money.

It's time to stop, let Zhang Liang help put away the cover, and then go back to the tent to rest together.

The next morning, when he loaded the car, Zhang Liang saw the lynx in the rear compartment. He was envious, but not jealous.

Knowing that Wu Hao is good at hunting, he can't feel jealous, but his eyes are even more resentful.

Wu Hao didn't care about his eyes at all, he drove to pull the wild boar first, and then fetched Xiong Xiazi.

The mountain road didn't reach that far, and there was a distance of six or seven miles. The two got out of the car and walked over to make a simple sledge to pull the bear.

It was easy to pull it back with the help of a dog. When loading the car, Wu Hao noticed that the opening method was wrong.

There is a piece of skin missing between the black bear's legs. I don't understand why it dug out the bow and threw it away?
With a guilty conscience, Zhang Liang urged him to drive home quickly, making excuses that he wanted to send money for the trousers earlier to vent his anger.

Wu Hao got into the car and drove back, cursing inwardly: "This must be better than giving a bear a massage, otherwise it wouldn't be like this." (End of this chapter)