At the beginning, they were indeed idiots. Every time they went into the mountains, people in the village had to go into the mountains to save people. However, as time went by, these enthusiasts began to become smarter and mastered some methods of dealing with prey. Gradually, they swapped roles with wild beasts and poached some rare animals from time to time.
Earlier, these people hunted just for their own satisfaction, either for food, for their fur, or for showing off.
But now, some people have developed this kind of thing into an industrial chain, and started killing for the sake of buying and selling!
This has seriously violated the law. However, the mountain is so big that even forest guards and forest rangers cannot watch the entire mountain. There will always be fish that slip through the net. What's more, these people come well prepared. They often pay large sums of money to hire some villagers who are familiar with the road to lead the way. There is a group of villagers who are not doing their jobs, and they do just this!
Song Ergou also did this back then, but I don't know what he went through later. This guy refused to go into the mountains anymore and just idled around in the village all day long. Everyone knows this, and even if asked why, he wouldn't tell.
Poachers hide in the mountains and are difficult to find, which is a problem for most people.
But for Fang Zheng, this matter is just that...
Liang Zequan lowered his head and looked carefully at the grass on the ground and the broken branches of the trees, and sneered: "This beast is thick-skinned and can run fast."
"Old Liang, you've already run away, can you still catch up?" A man wearing a sun hat and camouflage uniform asked in a cool manner as he stepped on a tree pillar and wore big sunglasses.
"Lin Zi, you have also seen that these wild boars now look like TM armored vehicles. This is a homemade gun. I can shoot chickens or something, no problem. You really thought it was blue fire, suddenly A sudden Gatling? Don't look at him bleeding a lot, which is a superficial wound. If you want to deal with it, you have to find a way to hold him down and shoot him at a closer distance." Lao Liang rolled his eyes at Lin Zi.
Lin Zi laughed loudly and said: "Old Liang, I didn't expect you to become funny. I just said casually, and you know that although the price of wild boar meat is not as good as before, you can still sell it for a lot of money if you get one. Of course, if I can get two flying dragons, hey..."
Speaking of this, Lin Zi swallowed subconsciously.
"There have been fewer and fewer flying dragons in recent years. If you can really get one, you will make a lot of money." Lao Liang's eyes were also shining, but then he shook his head and said: "But if you want to get a flying dragon, this is outside Tongtian Mountain. It’s a bit difficult, there’s still something to be done if you walk inside. Let’s go, we still have a lot of time today, take your time, don’t be in a hurry.”
Lin Zi nodded and said: "Okay, you are an expert, let me go with you. Brothers, let's go!"
"Here we come." Two other men and one woman got up from the ground and followed.
At the same time, in the mountain forest, a big wild boar lay vigilantly under the tree, licking its wounds.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps came from a distance, and the wild boar stood up abruptly, staring in that direction with red eyes. The bushes were parted, and the wild boar didn't even see it clearly, and crashed into it with a roar!
At this moment, a Buddha's call rang out: "Amitabha, you wild boar, don't be ignorant, this poor monk is here to help you."
However, the wild boar had already rushed over and was unable to stop the car. A familiar palm slapped the car in front of it, and then with a crash, the wild boar rushed out diagonally, rolled on the ground, and stopped after hitting an old tree. . The wild boar shook his head and looked up. He saw a monk in white standing in the woods. When he saw Fang Zheng, a confused look flashed in the wild boar's eyes. This bald head looked familiar...
Fang Zheng looked at the wild boar's confused eyes, shook his head helplessly, and thought to himself: This pig's memory is really bad, no wonder it has never been able to get on the stage.
"Purify the heart." Fang Zheng whispered, and then the wild boar saw a little kid wearing a red bellyband walking out from behind Fang Zheng. The wild boar's pupils immediately shrank, the muscles all over the body tensed, and the hair almost stood on end!
Wild boars do have a bad memory, that’s because they are too lazy to remember things they don’t care about! But they will remember some things, such as those that represent danger, such as the wild boar killer in front of them, the invincible little ancestor!
Almost all the wild boars outside the Tongtian Mountains have been taken care of by Fang Zheng and Hong Hai'er, especially Hong Hai'er. The terrifying aura and flames emitted scared the pigs to death! How could he not remember
Then the wild boar let out a low growl, turned around, and ran away! If you can't afford it, just run away! It disappeared into the bushes in the blink of an eye.
Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly and patted Red Boy's head. Red Boy grinned and rushed out...
"Awww..." After a while, Red Boy came back, holding a pig's tail in one hand and a pig's trotters in the other, dragging a large wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms along the way. The wild boar looked like a little daughter-in-law who was about to be raped, kicking her legs howling like a wolf, her tears almost flowing into the water of the West Lake... There were two big bumps on her forehead. I could use my feet to figure out what these things were. Come.
"Master, we got it back. This guy is not very honest." Red Boy threw the wild boar to the ground and clapped his hands.
This wild boar was also smart. He knew he couldn't run away, so he simply stopped running and lay on the ground shivering with his butt sticking out. He remembered that he survived from this little devil last time by lying like this. If you're still lying down like this this time, it should be fine...
Fang Zheng was speechless when he saw the wild boar's posture. He walked over, patted the wild boar's head and said, "Amitabha, please get up."
The wild boar looked at Red Boy mischievously. Compared with the hairless bald one in front of him, he was more afraid of the hairy one...
Hong Hai'er slapped him directly and said, "This is my master!"
The wild boar asked pitifully: "What is the master?"
Red Boy looked up at the sky and said, "Master, I need a butcher's knife."
The wild boar shuddered. It didn't matter whether he knew who the master was. It only mattered that this bald man was even more awesome! Most likely this bald man is the king of this little devil! There is a pig king among the wild boars, and this one should be the bald king. So the wild boar looked at Fang Zheng obediently and said, "Well, what are you going to do?"
"Let the poor monk see your wound." Fang Zheng said.
The wild boar looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously, but his life depended on him, so he could only accept it and turned sideways. His thick skin was bright red with some mud on it.
After Fangzheng checked it, he confirmed that the wild boar only had superficial injuries and was fine. It was also confirmed that this was a wound caused by a homemade firecracker.
"Make your own firecracker, this is no longer ordinary poaching." Fang Zheng whispered.
"Master, what are you talking about?" Honghai'er asked curiously.
(End of chapter)