As the old saying goes. Rely on the mountain to eat the mountain. Draft by water. Although. We, the mountain people, have long stopped hunting for a living. But the shotgun in his hand has been passed down from generation to generation. In autumn and winter, the habit of carrying shotguns up the mountain in groups to hunt has been passed down from generation to generation. Although in our generation, very few young people touch shotguns anymore. But. My father's generation was still a hidden hunter. And this kind of rare hunting master. How far can you practice the hunting skill to the point of being superb?

Flying rocks and birds. Hit the rabbit with a stone. This is really not bragging. This. How to say it. A natural hunter seems to have an innate talent for hunting. Or that there is an element of hunting skills in the genes. For example. As long as they see hares. Even if you don't have a gun. They can also kill hares with precision with stones. And. It's like shooting a gun. Direct headshots. That's it. What a sharpshooter or something, it's weak.

Speaking of. How can there be such a strong old hunter in our village? Why haven't the shotguns been confiscated? We say that green mountains and clear waters are a kind of beauty. It is also a kind of realm to say that the mountains and rivers are dangerous. We're that. Deep in the mountains. The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. Who cares about this. Who's going to collect it? Because of what? It's because our people are strong. The law and order is not very good either. The mountain people have a gun in their hands. It can also be anti-theft and anti-theft. Again. I grew up so big. I've never heard of it. Shotgun wounds. We are mountain people and good people.

It's the sheltered environment of our village. Not only did he leave behind the old hunter who wore a hundred steps. Our Mr. Yin and Yang industry has also survived. Or say. I have to be grateful for the land that gave birth to me and raised me. I wouldn't have me without her. I wouldn't have anything to eat without her.

Of course. Today. I, Mr. Yin and Yang, am not the protagonist. I'm still a supporting character. Protagonist. It's Uncle Mule, the sharpshooter hunter in the village.

Everybody knows that. My ancestor. My grandfather is still a landlord. During his lifetime, he had countless fields. There are as many as 100 head of cattle. And the old mule's uncle's family has been hunting for a living for generations. Though. When it came to the old mule uncle's generation, he had already been hunting for a living. But. He still hasn't forgotten his roots. Throughout. As long as. It's not a busy time for farming. So he took his rations and went up to the mountains to hunt. Sometimes I stayed for days without going down the mountain. Of course. He was an old man every time he went down the mountain. That's all a full load. Pheasants and hares are not uncommon. Mountain wolf. Wild boars are not unusual. Thanks. There are no tigers, lions, or any other state-protected animals on our mountain. Otherwise. He will sin.

Uncle Mule. What's more, I can make my own shotgun. To exaggerate. You give him enough material. He can build you a military factory. Speaking of. Uncle Mule is here. He's all right. Speaking of which. He was also an inventor. People even build their own bicycles. Windmills generate electricity or something. A lot of people in the village say about him. Not doing business. No one has ever complimented him on his abilities. But. In my heart. He still has real skills.

Of course. We are today. Don't talk about his inventors. Instead, focus on the old mule's hunting skills. Saying goes. I often walk by the river, where can I not get my shoes wet? The big sail is also easy to sail in the small gutter.

That's exactly what I said. Someone starts from birth. This life is only about accomplishing one thing. When this is done. He just happened to die. Uncle Mule is this kind of person.

Uncle Mule was born with a hunchback. This life is like an old scalper. but ended up with the title of an old mule. In fact. It is the words that describe his loyalty and honesty. He has two sons under his knees. Top dog. I have already started a family. Now only the second son is left to live with his mother-in-law, old mule and aunt. A small day is also a down-to-earth duty.

Maybe. It's Uncle Mule's hunting skills. can make his family wild all year round. It was this skill that hurt Uncle Mule......

Uncle Mule. A lifetime of hunting. The biggest dream is to be able to hunt a huge lynx. Make a leather jacket for the old mule and aunt. Let's talk about foreign points. That's fur. Think about it. Uncle Mule is also strangely romantic.

Here's it. A brief introduction. The lynx is an animal. The lynx is also known as the jungle cat. Belongs to the feline family. It resembles a cat and is much larger than a cat. Stout. The tail is extremely short. Usually less than 1/4 of the length of the head. The limbs are thick and long, and they are athletic. The tips of the ears have black tufts of hair. The cheeks have long, droopy hairs. The upper body is light brown, yellowish brown, light grayish brown or numb. or grayish-white with light brown tones; The ventral surface is pale white, yellowish-white or sandy-yellow. The tail end is black.

For cold-loving animals. The habitats are highly diverse. It has its footprints in various environments from subarctic coniferous forests, cold temperate coniferous and broad-leaved mixed forests to alpine meadows, alpine steppes, alpine shrub steppes, alpine deserts and semi-deserts. Lives in forested shrublands. It is more common in dense forests and rocks. Joy to live alone. Good at climbing and swimming. Hunger tolerant. You can lie in one place for a few days. Brave the cold. Feed on rats, hares, etc. It also preys on small wild boars and fawns. Most of the nests are built in rock crevices, stone caves or tree cavities. It is widely distributed in Europe and northern Asia.

The lynx is also known as the "wild lynx" in our local area. In the eyes of our mountain people. It is an extremely ferocious animal. It's a bad stain in our mountains. Because. Someone once had his stomach disemboweled by it in the mountains. Speaking of which. It is a very dangerous animal.

Uncle Mule hunted and killed this kind of animal that was so dangerous that it could break people's intestines, and the 'wild lynx' chased it for most of his life, but he couldn't catch up with one. Uncle Mule. I often talk to people. How good is the fur of the wild lynx. How beautiful. If. You can't catch one in your life. I'm afraid it's the biggest regret of his life.

Can. Just the other day. Uncle Mule. But for the first time, he killed a huge lynx. Get fur. It's a lifelong wish. Can. Just when the old mule uncle went up to the mountains to hunt again. His old man unfortunately fell off a cliff and never woke up again.

Tale. Let's start here......

It was a gloomy night. The time was just over seven o'clock. I'm staying at my wife's house for dinner. While eating, he also laughed with Linglong's little sister. But smile every time. I suddenly couldn't laugh out loud. Later. Unconsciously put down the chopsticks in his hand for eating. I can't eat. Shi Niang saw something strange. Ask me if I'm not feeling well. I said fine. I just feel that there is something wrong in my heart. It's okay. It'll be fine in a while.

Dinner ended quickly. Linglong is sticking to me to prepare her for the first grade of junior high school. The old mule and aunt suddenly rushed into the courtyard of the master's house in a panic.

Shi Niang was washing dishes outside. I saw the old mule and aunt who were not giving up. Ask:

"Auntie. What's wrong with you. Say whatever you want. ”

The old mule sat down on the ground. Breathlessly, he said:

"Your old mule uncle went up to the mountains to hunt. Haven't looked back."

"Hi. This one. Didn't the old mule stay for several days as soon as he went up the mountain and not come back? You know this better than anyone else."

"Xingze daughter-in-law. You don't know. Your old mule uncle took your second brother up the mountain. It is said to teach your second brother the skills of hunting in the mountains. It is said that it has been passed down from generation to generation. No, in your brother's generation, it will be lost or abandoned. The two of them said yes. Came back before dark. But it's eight o'clock now. But they haven't come back. Isn't something wrong?" said the old mule and the aunt, crying as she spoke. Then. I just walked out the door. Quickly pick up the old mule and aunt who were sitting on the ground.

"Old mule, aunt. Don't talk nonsense. My uncle mule has been playing in the mountains all his life. How could something happen? I hurriedly reassured.

"That's right. Neither. Two eggs. That's right. Maybe it's my old mule uncle and second brother who are hunting big prey. So come back slowly. We'll see."

"But my heart is beating 'poof'. And. I seem to have seen your old mule uncle just now. Came back to look at me and left. And. I heard your second brother shouting to me to save him."

Listened. I can't stand this sentence of the old mule aunt. From the words of the old mule's aunt's words. I can tell. Uncle Mule and his second brother have already had an accident. And Uncle Mule. It's dead. Second brother. Definitely hurt too. Lives may be hanging by a thread.

I motioned with my eyes to the master to soothe the old mule's emotions. I hurriedly ran out of the courtyard of Master's house to make preparations. I'll go home first and tell my dad what happened. Let him inform the young adults in the village. Get your shotgun ready. Pack extra bullets. You're waiting for my news at home. If. Half an hour later. Uncle Mule and his second brother have not yet come down the mountain. We ran up to Akiyama to search for and rescue him. Father. Let's do it first. You notify a few more people. And then. First call two people to greet them outside the village. No one again. We set off right away.

Something like this happened. Naturally, my father didn't dare to slack off. He took out the shotgun and asked my mother to wipe it carefully. And then. Fly out of the door and inform the young man in the neighborhood that he has gone. There are a lot of people going up the mountain at night. Guns are more or less. It's hard to get out of a wolf pack.

After my dad ran out of the door. I also immediately returned to my teacher's house. The old mule and aunt sat under the eaves of the teacher's house, crying profusely. I hurried up to consol:

"Auntie. I have sent my father to the village to meet him. A little longer. If my uncle and my brother don't show up again. We immediately went to the mountains to look for it. ”

About less than ten minutes passed. My father ran to my mother's house in a panic. When he saw that several of us were there, he told us what happened:

"We went to the village for a while. Nothing was found. I didn't see the mule brothers. We immediately set off for the mountain."

"Go" I can't wait any longer. Hurry up and find the old mule and the uncle. They have more hope of living.

"I'll go too," said the old mule and the aunt, who jumped up and wanted to follow. was stopped by Shi Niang.

My dad and I went out and hurriedly summoned the crowd. In a few moments, nearly twenty young adults gathered. Each of them carried a shotgun on his shoulder. I still have a long knife on my back.

This battle is similar to the siege of a city. Indeed. I said it earlier. We are treacherous mountains and waters. The natural environment is very harsh. Especially at night. So. We had to be prepared enough to go up the mountain.

The search team was assembled. I gave the order. The young adults of the village poured into their nests......

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