But at that time, because wild boars suffered casualties, they would be frightened and run away when they heard the sound of gunshots. Therefore, the villagers directly engaged in sparrow warfare, placing firecrackers in barrels with crackling sounds, beating gongs, shouting, and lighting torches, which basically blocked the wild boar's attack.
But later, guns were banned nationwide, and all guns, whether homemade or otherwise, were taken back. There were no guns in the village, and the wild boars immediately became aggressive. They were a little scared at first when faced with firecrackers, torches, gongs, and scarecrows. Later, after they realized that these things couldn't do anything to them, and got used to it, the wild boars directly attacked them. The foot of the mountain is regarded as one's own granary. When spring comes, summer comes, and autumn is coming, the local people are miserable.
So people began to set traps and poison them to deal with these wild boars.
But wild boars were later listed as protected animals. Want to hunt them? Yes, you need to submit for approval and obtain hunting quotas before you can hunt in sufficient quantities. And that indicator is not generally difficult to obtain. The few obtained are simply a drop in the bucket for the huge wild boar herd.
The key point is that because wild boars have no natural predators, they have strong reproductive capabilities, and their reproduction speed has exceeded people's expectations.
When spring comes every year, those who have endured the severe winter in the mountain valleys and have been hungry for a long time will come down the mountain collectively, which means that the villagers will be out of luck, and large areas of their fields will be lost. At this time, the seedlings of Tiandi had just grown up and had no ears, but the wild boar didn't care about that and pushed all the way over, as if it was digging the ground.
Every year, people are injured by wild boars, and in the early years, people died.
Nowadays, people are really helpless. They beat gongs, drums and set off firecrackers, but they just do their best to obey fate. Watching wild boars harm their crops, their hearts are bleeding, but there is nothing they can do.
"Abbott, I saw the shadow of the wild boar." Lone Wolf said, licking his tongue. Thinking of wild boar, Lone Wolf immediately thought of the wild boar’s fat butt, which is full of meat! The skin is just a bit hard and hard to eat...
Fang Zheng sighed: "These guys have done a lot of harm to the villagers over the years. Let's go down and have a look."
Fang Zheng was incapable before, but now he is capable. Naturally, he can't just sit back and do nothing, but how to control it is a problem. Take action and kill all the wild boars? Or negotiate with the wild boars? But can they communicate with each other with their pig brains
After running all the way down the mountain, it turned out that the wild boar army had retreated. The remaining one or two unlucky ones were tied up with ropes, and several villagers were trying to capture them alive.
Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo stood on the side with frowning faces, while Yang Ping was running around, counting the losses...
"Two donors, the wild boar is here again?" Fang Zheng ran over and asked.
Wang Yougui sighed: "Yes, it's here again. Every year at this time, there will be trouble for a while. This is the first wave of this year, and there will be more later. Hey, the people who were allocated this land this year are unlucky..."
Tan Juguo also said: "There is nothing we can do now. We can only wait for the quota application to be approved, kill a few of them, and use blood to suppress these foodies. Otherwise, all other methods are nonsense!"
"It's difficult. Now, not only our village, but several villages have been affected by wild boars. They are all applying for quotas, and the authorities are also having a headache. If you give too much, poachers will come. If you give too little, it won't work." Wang Yougui said .
"No matter what, after fighting these wild boars for a lifetime, only blood is of any use." Tan Juguo said.
Fang Zheng listened to the words of the two people and proclaimed a Buddhist name without saying anything. He walked around and saw many people sitting in the fields and crying. During this period, I spent day and night guarding the water pump, pumping water for irrigation, raising seedlings and planting rice, throwing in all kinds of money such as diesel money, greenhouse money, etc., hoping for a good harvest next year and a better life. As a result, when the wild boar arrived, everything was ruined... As if the hope for the future was shattered, who wouldn't be sad
Fang Zheng walked all the way while reciting Amitabha, and finally, while everyone was not paying attention, he bypassed Yizhi Mountain and entered the Tongtian Mountains.
As Wang Yougui said at the beginning, the roots of the cold bamboo have gone down the mountain and are growing on the edge of the Tongtian Mountains. However, the cold bamboo here is obviously greatly reduced, and the appearance is much worse. Fang Zheng even doubted whether these guys could survive the harsh winter...
"Jingfa, I leave it to you. Find those wild boars for me." Fang Zheng took a deep breath and said seriously.
Lone Wolf immediately said: "Don't worry, Master." Lone Wolf smelled the smell around him and grinned: "These dead pigs are full of stench, and they are all gathered together. You can smell the stench on them from a few miles away." A roasting smell. Master, follow up!"
After saying that, the lone wolf started running wildly.
Fang Zheng gave a wry smile and said, "You run slower, the poor monk can't catch up with you every time."
The lone wolf had no choice but to run slowly. The red boy beside him said: "Master, please return your magical power to me, and I will fly you there. Isn't that the end? A group of wild boars are nothing. I will solve their problems in seconds." Get rid of!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was really moved. Red Boy was the Great Demon King and was best at dealing with mountain elves and wild monsters. Although the wild boars were not mountain elves and wild monsters, they were still the same species, right
However, Fangzheng didn't promise Honghaier anything, he just ran around. After running for more than two hours, Fang Zheng climbed over a mountain and entered a mountain col. Sure enough, he saw a group of things lying darkly in front of him. Then he looked carefully under the moonlight and saw that they were wild boars! These guys were rolling around in the mud, some were lying on their stomachs in the grass on the edge, and some had gotten into caves.
"Master, what should we do now?" Lone Wolf asked.
Fang Zheng said: "You stay here, I will go over and take a look. It would be best if you can convince them. If not, think of another way."
Fang Zheng is a monk after all. Killing is to increase karma and lose merit. Fang Zheng is reluctant to part with his own merit.
The lone wolf, squirrel, monkey, and Red Boy stood watching from a distance. Red Boy said: "It's just a group of wild boars. Even if I don't use my magical powers, I can easily deal with them."
"The fourth junior brother is so powerful. When the master comes back, I will tell him. Let the fourth junior brother come up!" Squirrel looked at Hong Boy innocently.
Hong Boy's face immediately turned red, and he groaned: "It's better not to say anything. If Master can't handle it, but I can handle it, doesn't that mean Master is weak?"
Squirrel didn't think much and nodded: "That makes sense..."
Hong Hai'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he really wanted to go up there, he would definitely not die, but how about shooting so many rough-skinned and thick-flesh wild boars? That's not a simple job... Look at the number, no less than a hundred! As the saying goes, one pig, two bears, three tigers. In the mountains and forests, encountering wild boars is the most terrifying thing. Not only are they thick-skinned and powerful in attack, but these stupid-looking guys can also use their brains!
(End of chapter)