Fang Jing put the rabbit and fox into the basket, told the dog not to go over, and then went over when he called him, and then walked forward cautiously with the broken knife, until he stopped at a distance of seven or eight meters away from the wild boar, calculating in his heart where to start, this broken knife can't kill the wild boar, the wild boar's skin is too thick and too hard, and it can't kill the wild boar if he stabs it, this broken knife doesn't have a sharp mouth, what can I do now, Fang Jing is in a hurry.

Fang Jing was in a hurry at a distance of seven or eight meters from the wild boar, seeing that the wild boar had been struggling there, and he didn't come up with a good way to solve the big wild boar in front of him.

Fang Jing stood up suddenly, carrying a broken knife to kill the wild boar, Fang Jing thought that the wild boar was covered and couldn't move, so he could only harden his heart, come to a close-quarters fight, hack it to death, shoot it to death if it can't be killed, strangle it if it can't be killed, and then strangle it, then die yourself.

Carrying a knife and quickly approaching the wild boar, the wild boar saw that someone was coming, the more he struggled, his eyes were bloodshot and looked at Fang Jing, if it wasn't for the trap, it was estimated that he would be able to kill the unknown creature in front of him.

Fang Jing struggled to swing the knife and slash at the wild boar's neck, with a "poof", the wild boar's head fell and rolled to the bottom of the tree next to it, the pig's body fell to the ground and convulsed, shocking Fang Jing stupidly on the spot, the pig's blood was sprayed on all sides, shooting directly on Fang Jing's left half of his body, and the smell of blood woke up directly from Fang Jing's face.

Fang Jing looked at the broken knife in his hand, and then looked at the wild boar in two sections, he was at a loss, and the dog baby who came from heard a pig cry and was silent, and hurriedly ran over.

Fang Jing didn't know if it was the sharpness of the broken knife or the right angle, he kept watching on the spot, thinking about everything that happened just now, thinking that it might be the blessing of the heavenly gods, and he gave himself a spell blessing, and he could split the wild boar into two pieces with one knife, comforting himself in his heart, fortunately it was not a human pig fight, otherwise he would have to go to the Hades Palace to check in today.

The dog baby looked at the wild boar in front of her, and was frightened, looking at Fang Jing, who looked like a yin and yang person, and her admiration was even worse than before, Brother Jing was powerful, such a big wild boar, he could cut off his head with a knife, this ability is too big, and he must learn from Brother Jing in the future.

Fang Jing came back to his senses, he didn't know how to explain it, it was better to think about it or not to explain it, what was already unexplainable, he couldn't say why.

Fang Jing watched the dog baby staring at herself, and also realized that half of her side was full of fishy pig blood, and looked at the wild boar and thought about how to get it back, such a big wild boar, it is estimated that she will die halfway back if she resists it alone, let alone eat braised pork, she can eat her own meat.

Walked under the thigh-thick pine tree, pinned the knife to his waist, and picked up the boar's head with both hands. This is Fang Jing's first reaction, holding the pig's head and walking to the pig's side, putting down the pig's head, untying the rope sleeve, grabbing the pig's leg with both hands to resist, I go, this pig must be inflated, Fang Jing felt that he had cut an inflatable pig just now, which was lighter than the inflatable doll on a treasure in the previous world.

Fang Jing tried it a few times, but she didn't think that the wild boar was a little heavy, such a weird thing? I didn't spend money to buy Dianabol pills last time I went to town, why do you think this wild boar has no weight? Could it be that the gods and goddesses in the sky are blessing themselves with spells? Fang Jing thought that it must be true, otherwise, how could this matter be explained?

Fang Jing turned around and brought the basket over, huh? This basket felt the weight, four rabbits and a fox were nearly forty pounds, and the weight from the hand surprised Fang Jing, why did the wild boar have no weight just now?

Fang Jing turned around and carried the wild boar again, he really couldn't carry it at this time, he tried a few more times, but he couldn't carry it at all, he was calm, after thinking about what happened to his eyes and ears, Fang Jing calmed down and thought about all the possibilities, he could try it, presumably this is also an ability given to him by the gods of heaven.

Fang Jing squatted down calmly, and as soon as he exerted his whole body, he picked up Shi Zhu with both hands, this time it's right, lifting heavy things with all body force, or a certain point of force, you can lift heavy things, and the basket itself feels that it can be lifted at will, so it doesn't pay attention to the strength of both hands, this Jing can be excited, is it possible to have a two-handed tiger like Wu Song in the future, and lift a thousand catties?

Fang Jing laughed loudly in his heart, this is obviously a king-level character, maybe he can also be a world weightlifting king, of course, there must be a weightlifting competition.

After analyzing the desired results, Fang Jing didn't want to stay uncomfortably sticky on her body, and wanted to get the wild boar back, but looking at the pig blood on the ground, she regretted it in her heart, my pig blood pills are gone, the sky, the earth, is there any heavenly reason.

The basket was carried by the dog baby, Fang Jing put the wild boar body on his shoulders with both hands, and held the boar's head in his hands, the pig's blood was still flowing downward, Fang Jing was so angry that he couldn't do it, but there was nothing to pretend, so he could only let the pig blood flow along his shoulder, and the way back was full of bloodstains, it was estimated that there would be various animals and insects covering the bloodstains all the way in a short time, Fang Jing would not think about the bloodstains behind him, and if it flowed, it would flow, and there was no way.

The two walked out of the mountain forest to the edge of the forest, the dog baby held the basket and walked in front of the struggle, the weight of nearly forty catties made the dog baby's face red and red, and the strength to eat meat in the small body was all exerted.

"Dog, come back slowly, I'll fight the wild boar first, you can also sit here and rest, I'll come to pick you up in a while, don't worry." Fang Jing was also distressed when she looked at the dog baby, her thin little body carried a weight of nearly forty catties, and walked out of the mountains and forests, five or six miles away.

"Brother Jing, I can do it." The dog baby was unwilling, but also said that he could do it.

"You rest here first, don't move anymore, I'll come over later, and I'll come back to dig some wild vegetables later, you wait for me here." Fang Jing felt that she would have to get some wild vegetables for a while, so she asked the dog baby to wait at the edge of the forest, anyway, it was only about a mile away from home, not too far, and there were no large wild animals on the edge of the forest anyway.

Fang Jing resisted the body of the wild boar, and trotted straight in the direction of the village with the head of the wild boar in his hand, the dog baby looked at Fang Jing's trotting movement, and was envious in his heart, no, no, how could Brother Jing have so much strength to resist the wild boar and run so fast.

When Fang Jing trotted to the open space in front of the house like this, everyone who was busy at home was startled, covered with bloodstains, and only under the big wild boar could he look at a small head, compared to the wild boar, the head was indeed small enough.

"Jing Wazi, what's wrong with you? Injured? With so much blood, is there anything wrong? Fang Dayong came over with a bamboo knife and crutches to look at Fang Jing and asked worriedly.

"Uncle Dayong, I don't have anything to do, the blood is from a wild boar, and I am not injured." Fang Jing hurriedly threw the wild boar on the open ground, and the pig's head was also thrown together, turning his body, indicating that he was not injured at all.

"Jing Wazi, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" Grandma and Aunt Xiu ran out of the main house to watch this scene, their eyes full of worry.

"Aunt Grandma Xiu, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm not injured, the blood is a wild boar, you see, I'm really not injured, I still have to pick up the dog, the dog is waiting for me on the edge of the forest, don't worry." Fang Jing patted his chest with his hand and said to everyone, took a hoe on the edge of the house, and turned around and ran off the path.

"Such a big wild boar, the head has been cut off, how did Jing Wazi beat it, this must be at least three hundred catties, it's amazing." Grandma sighed when she saw the wild boar on the ground.

"Yes, after Jing Wazi fell from the big banyan tree, she behaved differently than before, she was more sensible and capable than before, but it's a pity that Xiaohui didn't have the life to enjoy the blessing of Jing Wazi." Aunt Xiu wiped her tears and sighed.

Fang Da looked at the wild boar with his eyes, his heart was empty, recalling the previous Fang De, who exchanged his life for injuries on the battlefield, although he lost a leg in the future war, but his life was still there, but Fang De was gone in the war last year, his heart was sore, and there were tears in his eyes.

Fang Jing trotted back to the edge of the forest, the dog baby sat on the ground with the basket, and Fang Jing called the dog baby to step on the wild vegetables again.

I dug a lot of wild vegetables, tied a large bundle with hemp rope, picked up with a hoe, and prepared to go back with a basket, thinking about some yams at home, no need to dig anymore, make a braised pork today, stew pork ribs with yams, and then have a vegetarian fried wild vegetables, well, such a beautiful match, think about it.

When the two returned home, Fang Jing hurriedly went to the ditch and rolled for a long time, and finally washed the wild boar blood on his body, but there was still a smell of blood on his body, and the smell made Fang Jing's eyes roll white, but unfortunately there was no soap, and now he could only use mud and some grass to wipe his body, so that removing the smell of blood was still a small method in the countryside in the previous life, or it would be better to get some grass and wood ash.

After cleaning, he returned home wet, looking at the wild boar that had long ceased to bleed, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground, Fang Jing sighed and felt sorry for these pig blood, otherwise get some tofu to make a pig blood ball, that would be delicious.

Fang Jing can't forget the pig blood balls, if it is possible, Fang Jing hopes that when the village kills pigs, get some blood to make some pig blood balls, but unfortunately no one in the village raises pigs, no matter how bad it is to go to the town to buy some pig blood, although it is not very likely, but there is always a little expectation that it is not.

"Uncle Dayong, go to your house and move a big iron pot to get this wild boar, clean it up and see how much meat there is, and then divide it into each family, let the people in the village taste it, and ask the village to call a few people to help clean it up, do you think this is okay?" Fang Jing felt that there were some points for the people in the village, so that it would be in line with the villagers, but in fact, the countryside was basically like this.

"Well, Jing Wazi is right, you go with me to move the iron pot at home, and I will call Muramasa." Fang Dayong picked up the crutches and walked in the direction of home, Fang Jing followed, looking at Fang Dayong who was walking on crutches in front, it was not that Fang Jing didn't want to help, but he wouldn't help, helping hurt Fang Dayong's self-esteem, as the head of the family, Fang Jing could understand Fang Dayong's strength.

Fang Jing moved back from Fang Da's house, the big iron pot was much bigger than the iron pot he used to cook, Fang Jing put the iron pot in front of the open space, and got some stones to build an earthen stove.

"Dog, help pick up stones, the bigger ones should be, the smaller ones can't." Fang Jing carried a basket and a hoe and prepared to dig some mud to use as a stove to fix the stones and plug the eyes.

"Brother Jing, let's pick it up together." The eldest girl also followed the dog baby to pick up stones.

"Okay, the big girl is really sensible." Fang Jing praised the eldest girl and hurriedly went to dig the mud on the edge of the field.

When he dug up the mud and went home, he saw that Mura Zheng and a large group of people were standing in front of the open space, pointing at the wild boar and talking, Fang Jing didn't want to be asked how to cut the pig's head, so far he didn't understand what was going on with his body, I hope I wouldn't ask for a while, and when I asked, I could only deceive this group of people as children, who called myself not understand.