"We should go. Liu Mang shoveled up the sand on the ground and covered the embers of the fire to prevent the wildfire.

"I haven't eaten enough yet!" Wu Jing picked her teeth with a bamboo skewer: "This rabbit meat tastes amazing!"

"I still have some sauce beef here, do you want it?" Jeba asked.

"If you hunt wild boars in the afternoon, can you still eat them at night?" Liu Mang said with a smile.

"Then don't eat it. Wu Jing was stunned for a moment, and simply rejected the beef handed over by Jeba.

"Then I won't eat either. Jeba licked his lips: "I'd better keep my stomach and wait for a big dinner in the evening." ”

Packed up and set off again, this time Liu Mang and the others did not separate, but took the mastiff together and turned over to another mountain.

"Mang, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I'll pick up some mushrooms. Liu Mang held a firewood knife in his hand, picked up the thick leaves, and carefully dug up the wild mushrooms that emerged inside.

It was about the result of a few autumn rains that gave the mushrooms plenty of opportunities to grow. Liu Mang just casually opened the grass to find it, and he could immediately harvest a lot.

"You're pretty good at picking it up. When Liu Mang saw that Jeba picked up the edible fir mushrooms and side ears, while those poisonous mushrooms were put aside without even looking at them, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Mang, I'm a retired member of the Royal Airborne Service, and survival in the wild is a piece of cake for me. Jeba pouted and replied.

The three of them picked up the mushrooms on the ground, and before they knew it, they had climbed over one mountain and came to the col of another.

The trees have thinned here, and large areas of farmland and farmhouses can already be seen.

"Master Wujing!" a middle-aged man with a puff hat and coarse cloth clothes who was working in the fields saw Wujing and called out loudly.

"Lao Wang, did you see the wild boar?" Wu Jing, who was riding on the goat, stopped and asked.

"You guys came just in time! Just now when I went down to the field, a wild boar ran away, and I also caused a lot of trouble to the sweet potatoes planted by Lao Tzu. The middle-aged man looked angry.

"Master Wang, hello!" Liu Mang looked at it, this man was still an old acquaintance, it was Wang Dazhui who invited him to host the banquet last time.

"Little Master Liu, you're here too!" Wang Dazhui saw Liu Mang, wiped his mud-stained hand on the placket of his clothes, took out half a pack of Chuncheng from his pocket and handed it over.

"Thanks, I don't smoke. ”

"What is this?" Wang Dazhui asked curiously, looking at the tall and blond-haired Jeba.

"This is my apprentice!" Wu Jing was proud: "See, the authentic British, who came to China thousands of miles away, in order to worship under the door of the Buddha, what kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of internationalism, this is the ......?"

"Okay!" Seeing Wu Jing's appearance, Liu Mang couldn't help but glare at him and interrupted him: "Master Wang, where did the wild boar go?"

"Hello, the woods across the street. Wang Dazhui stretched out his hand and pointed: "Two big pigs with a group of small piglets, it is estimated that they are hiding inside, waiting for the sweet potatoes to turn over me!"

"Okay, when I get caught, I'll give you some meat. Wu Jing grabbed the whistle on her chest and blew it hard.

When several mastiffs heard the order, they split into two groups and ran desperately towards the mountains and forests.

"Brother Mang, let's stay here. Wu Jing jumped off the back of the goat: "Wild boars can't chase them, they are easy to hurt people." ”

"Okay. Liu Mang sat down on the ridge. Comrade Jeba, on the other hand, took his bow and arrows and waited for the woods.

After waiting for a while, the manic barking of mastiffs and the sharp wails of wild boars could be heard in the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Brother Mang, it's in stock!" Wu Jing's face was happy: "Let's go, let's go and have a look." ”

The three of them entered the mountain forest, and the feces and footprints of wild boars could be seen in the clearing between the forests from time to time.

"Remember, you can only come forward until the boar is completely out of breath. You have to be careful that they play dead and bite you. Wu Jing reminded.

"Understood. ”

Walking deep into the woods, two of the mastiffs greeted him, wagging their tails as if asking for merit from Wu Jing.

"Alright, I'll go home and feed you bones in the evening. Wu Jing rubbed the mastiff's head and smiled.

"Master, here you are!" exclaimed Jeba, who was walking in front.

Liu Mang and Wu Jing hurriedly rushed forward. At the end of the woods was a cliff, and the remaining mastiffs were standing, calling downward.

"It should be the wild boar that was chased by a dog and fell to its death. Wu Jing smiled: "That's fine, let's only pick up ready-made ones, so as not to make up the knife in the end." ”

"Monk, something is wrong! Are you sure there's a wild boar down there?" Liu Mang looked down the cliff with a suspicious look.

This stone cliff is not high, only more than ten meters. At the bottom of the cliff was a black animal lying motionless on the rock.

But Liu Mang squinted his eyes and looked left and right, no matter how the animal looked, it didn't look like a wild boar.

"What else would it be if it wasn't a wild boar?" Wu Jing took a bundle of rope from behind her back: "Brother Mang, I'll go down and hang it up." ”

"Okay. Liu Mang took the rope and tied one end to a big tree on the edge of the cliff: "Be careful when you go down, don't fall." ”

"Don't worry, the Buddha can go to dig a bird's nest on the opposite mountain wall at the age of six, and this height is not difficult for me. Wu Jing threw the rope off the cliff and climbed down with her hands and feet.

"me, Brother Mang, me!" waited for Wu Jing to go down to the bottom of the stone cliff, and immediately scolded.

"Monk, what's wrong?" Liu Mang and Jeba poked their heads out.

"It's really not a wild boar!" Wu Jing scolded continuously: "Madou, are you stupid? Wait until Lao Tzu whips you to death!"

The leading mastiff heard Wu Jing's scolding, and let out a low 'whine' sound from his mouth, and ran away like a child who had done something wrong.

"Brother Mang, I'm tied, you can pull the rope. After a while, Wu Jing shouted.

Liu Mang and Jeba pulled the rope and hoisted the animal under the stone cliff.

The animal in front of him weighed about 100 kilograms, was black, and had a sturdy body with a pair of large horns that were slightly curved backwards.

"This is a black goat, right! Where did it come from?" After pulling it up, Liu Mang was stunned.

"Where did it come from? It wasn't raised by the people in the village!" Wu Jing panted and climbed up, so angry that she stomped her feet: "Mom sells batches! If it's a ewe, forget it, at most lose some money! But this is a ram, and the sheep breeding in the whole village depends on it!"

"Ah!" Liu Mang was also taken aback: "Then what should I do?"

"What else can I do? I can't just run away if I fall to death. ”

Wu Jing scratched her bald head in distress: "Count us unlucky, send the sheep to the village first, and apologize to others, just do what you want!"

"That's all there is to it. ”