Chapter 280: Déjà vu (3)

A black bear weighing more than three hundred catties, with a fierce light in his eyes and foaming at the mouth, walked towards Mo Xiaosheng step by step.

The black bear was less than ten meters away from Mo Xiaosheng, and it came out of the hole in the tree behind Mo Xiaosheng, without warning in advance, so that Mo Xiaosheng was not on guard.

At such a close distance, Mo Xiaosheng hit the black bear hard even with a spear in his hand. The black bear's death-defying blow can also tear Mo Xiaosheng to pieces.

What's more, Mo Xiaosheng's gun was carried across his shoulder, and he wanted to shoot the black bear. He had to first take off his thick cotton gloves and take the spear off his shoulder. Turn on the safety of the gun, pull the bolt, and only then can you aim and shoot.

He did it all, even if it only took more than five seconds. But in those five seconds, the black bear could have rushed in front of him, knocked him down, or even killed him.

Mo Xiaosheng did not hesitate and jumped up, the target was not a black bear, but a pine tree with a chicken. His idea was simple, leave the black bear's attack range, calmly take down the gun, and shoot the black bear.

The black bear paused slightly when he saw Mo Xiaosheng climbing the tree. Mo Xiaosheng was seen standing on the branch of the pine tree and took off the gun on his shoulder. Suddenly, as if mad, he pounced, and the man stood up, and a pair of thick bear paws slammed down on the pine tree.

Mo Xiaosheng leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, stood on the pine branch with his feet, and just pulled the bolt. But at the moment when the black bear pounced on the tree, because the pine tree shook violently, he could not stand steadily, and could only stretch out his hands and hold the trunk of the tree.

The man was not shaken off the tree by the bear, but the gun that had just been pushed with the bullet fell into the snow under the push of the black bear.

The black bear did not shake Mo Xiaosheng, took a few steps back, and slammed into the pine tree again, with great determination not to throw Mo Xiaosheng off the tree.

Mo Xiaosheng hugged the violently shaking tree trunk with both hands, like sitting in a small boat in the stormy waves, and if he was not careful, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Whoa--" The black bear let out a sudden roar of pain. The bear's hind paw stepped on the trap.

The trap made by Mo Xiaosheng is used to deal with wolves, and it is a little thin to deal with black bears.

But this is also an opportunity, if you don't hunt the black bear at this time, the injured black bear will be more ferocious and ferocious.

Mo Xiaosheng seized this fleeting opportunity, flew and jumped, and the point of fall was the location where the spear landed.

He was going to kill the black bear in a split second before it could break free from its trap.

There are eight or nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in the world. Mo Xiaosheng was no exception, the position he chose was definitely right, but when he landed, the soles of his feet slipped and he stumbled out, more than three meters away from the Type 38 rifle, and more than ten meters away from the black bear.

"Whew--" the black bear roared, kicking his hind paws hard to pull them out of the trap.

Mo Xiaosheng, who fell on the snow, turned over and got up, and when he turned over, he touched a homemade hunting fork, a long pole tied to a bayonet.

He clutched his homemade hunting fork in his right hand, slowly raised it above his head, and suddenly threw it like a javelin at the black bear. Then he flew to the spot where the rifle fell, and the gun was in hand.

The bayonet, tied to the long pole, was inserted from the soft rib on the right side of the black bear, leaving only the long rod outside the body.

After being injured, the black bear was manic and angry, and pulled its hind paws out of the trap. The trap tore off the bloody flesh of the black bear's paws, and the bones of the black bear's paws were bloodily exposed.

The manic black bear, who didn't seem to feel pain, howled and pounced frantically at Mo Xiaosheng.

Running is definitely not a good idea, the distance between the two sides is no more than ten meters, and Mo Xiaosheng can't outrun the crazy black bear.

Mo Xiaosheng didn't plan to run, he was already holding a gun in his hand and pointing at the black bear.

"Smack--" The bullet whistled out of the chamber, shot into the black bear's forehead, and exploded through the back of the head. The red and white* splattered out of the back of the black bear's head.

The black bear that was hit, under the action of inertia, still wanted Mo Xiaosheng to rush over.

Mo Xiaosheng dodged to the side, he didn't dare to let this guy press down. The black bear weighs more than three hundred pounds, and with its ferocious impact, it will exceed six hundred pounds to say the least. Letting such a weight fall on your body will definitely hurt your muscles and bones.

Although Mo Xiaosheng dodged the black bear's fatal blow, his right shoulder was still swept by the black bear's left forepaw. The clothes on his shoulders were torn, leaving several blood marks on his shoulders.

The black bear rushed out more than ten meters before falling into the snow, and its bulky body slid through the snow for more than five meters before it stopped.

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at the wound on his right shoulder and smiled bitterly. Gently moving his right arm, although the right shoulder that was slapped by the black bear was painful, fortunately it did not hurt the bone.

He simply treated the wound, put the rifle on his shoulder, walked into the black bear, kicked it, and pulled out the bayonet inserted in the soft underbelly of the black bear: "Grandma, I wanted to shoot some small prey, but I almost took my life to a big guy like you."

He looked at the sun setting in the west, and said in embarrassment: "It seems that Lao Tzu wants to get you down the mountain, and it will take a lot of trouble." ”

Mo Xiaosheng tied the black bear's retreat with a rope, cut off a Y-shaped branch, repaired it into a crutch, and carried a bayonet tied to a long pole to pull the black bear back the same way.

Fortunately, the way back to his residence was downhill, and Mo Xiaosheng could still pull the black bear to barely move forward. But even so, he fell all over his body in pain, and hit a big bag on his head.

Pulling the black bear forward on the snowy downhill road, the strength is too small to pull. The force is a little bigger, and it can't brake the car. The black bear that is sliding quickly will knock Mo Xiaosheng, who is walking in front, over a few heels. The injuries on Mo Xiaosheng's body and the bag on his head were all made out in this way.

Returning to the place where the Xian compatriots in Kanershan lived was less than half, it was getting dark. Mo Xiaosheng, who was sweaty and scarred, sat on the black bear tiredly. He really couldn't pull it, and he felt the urge to give up on the black bear and go back to the snail hole alone.

Just when Mo Xiaosheng was in a dilemma, the shouts from the bottom of the mountain and a swimming fire dragon ignited his hope.

The firelight consisted of more than a dozen torches, and the shouts were both male and female. One of the women's voices was familiar to Mo Xiaosheng, and it was from Pu Hui.

"I'm here--" Mo Xiaosheng shouted unwillingly.

Hearing Mo Xiaosheng's response, the fire dragon quickly moved closer to Mo Xiaosheng.

"You hit it alone? You really can. The first thing they met was that Park Hui pointed to the black bear and said in surprise.

Mo Xiaosheng smiled shyly: "What are you doing?" I almost became its winter ration. ”

"Oh, oh--" Several Xian compatriots who were looking for Mo Xiaosheng shouted around the black bear, and they cheered for Mo Xiaosheng to hunt the black bear alone.

Black bears have a strong attack, and the degree of toughness can be expressed in horror. Most of the Xian compatriots in Kan'er Mountain are hunters, and they know very well that to hunt this kind of large and fierce prey, it generally takes several people, or even a dozen people, to work together to hunt and kill.

And if Mo Xiaosheng did it alone, Mo Xiaosheng would become a hero in their hearts, and they would naturally cheer and jump for it.

"How do you know I'm here?" Mo Xiaosheng ate the dry food brought by Pu Hui and asked softly.

"I went to your lodgings this evening to deliver food, and you weren't there, I thought you were gone. Later, the patriarch came to me and said that a Han hunter had seen you on the top of the mountain, and asked me to organize and personally come up to you. Pu Hui looked at Mo Xiaosheng with a smile: "Wipe the corners of your mouth and stick the rice cakes." ”

Mo Xiaosheng wiped off a small piece of rice cake stuck to the corner of his mouth and stood up: "Let's go." ”

With the Xian compatriots looking for him, Mo Xiaosheng was idle. The black bear was carried by a few Xian hunters, and he could just follow it.

Mo Xiaosheng thought about Pu Hui's words all the way, and a Han hunter had seen him on the top of the mountain. Who is this person? Why didn't I see him?

When Mo Xiaosheng came down the mountain, he also found footprints on the snow, and these footprints stopped abruptly about fifty meters away from him hunting the black bear, and then turned back down the mountain.

The span of these footprints is also very large, similar to the one left behind the snail hole, and it seems that these two footprints were left by one person. Who is this man? Is he spying on me or protecting me?

With all kinds of questions, Mo Xiaosheng walked into the patriarch's house under the support of everyone.

The patriarch Pu Jinwu brought Mo Xiaosheng into the house, pointed to a large pot of dog broth and said, "Come, distinguished guest, drink some dog broth to warm up." ”

Koreans are a people who love to eat dog meat. There is a saying among the Korean people: "Dog meat rolls three times, and the gods can't stand steadily." "It is said that Koreans love to eat dog meat, and after the pot is boiled, the fragrance makes the gods hungry and unstable.

At the same time, Mo Xiaosheng also knew very well that in the Xian clan, if it weren't for the arrival of distinguished guests, this dog meat would not be able to be eaten.

Mo Xiaosheng was a little puzzled, just to hunt a black blind "black bear" for himself, and became their honored guest?

At the banquet, Park Jinwu kept persuading him to drink and add soup to Mo Xiaosheng. Mo Xiaosheng reluctantly drank the soup in the bowl and drained the wine in the cup: "Patriarch, I'm full of wine and food, thank you." ”

Pu Hui looked at the bowl that Mo Xiaosheng drank and nodded with satisfaction.

There is a rule in the Xian tribe that there is no soup left over from leftovers, that is, you can not finish the rice, but you must drink the soup, and there can be no leftovers at all.

"Mo Hero." Park Jinwu found a reason, assigned Park Hui out, and then said to Mo Xiaosheng: "I want to discuss things with you, I don't know if you agree?" ”

With the strength of the wine, Mo Xiaosheng smirked: "The patriarch has to say anything, as long as I Mo Xiaosheng can do it, it is incumbent on me to do it." ”

"Okay, then I'll talk about it." A hint of cunning flashed in Park Jinwu's eyes: "Mo Yingying, what do you think of our great witch doctor?" ”

"What a nice guy. It's beautiful and it's virtuous. The side effects of alcohol made Mo Xiaosheng's reaction sluggish.

Park Jinwu frowned slightly: "The great witch doctor is newly married and widowed, if you are willing, I want to match you into a family." It also saves you from wandering around, and the day is precarious. ”

"You want me to be Park Hui's husband, right?" Mo Xiaosheng laughed, tears falling with his laughter: "Do you think it's possible?" ”