"In the pimple land of the Northeast, almost everyone knows that there is a mythical beast in the Northeast. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info silly roe deer! How silly you have to ask, hey, that's a vernacular! ”

Along the way, Uncle Zou didn't stop, and the brothers listened to it. We went up to the mountains to hunt, and there were just four of us.

The eldest girl got married, and the brothers were excited, carrying a fire gun on their backs like decent.

"Uncle, you go on to say, isn't this our appetite!" The snow nest under his feet creaked and creaked, and the mark was in a hurry.

"This calf, nose, eyes, legs, that's very useful! It's really hard for us to knock it down with one shot from afar! "Uncle Zou is energetic.

Is it stupid to be so shrewd? Don't worry, listen to him.

"No matter how good a hard guy is, he can't stand that thing, his brain is not good! If you don't get a shot, it's going to run. You don't have to chase it, this thing will run back after a while to see what just happened! ”

It's funny to listen to, is there really such a stupid person in this world?

"Uncle, people say that sticks beat roe deer, why can't you catch up?"

"Well, this roe deer is very fast, but when this calf runs, it always stops and looks back to see how far you are from it! You say this is not going to die! Especially when it snows in winter, the roe deer has short legs, and it can't run after running in the snow for a while, so you bury your head in the snow nest and think that others can't see it! Go up and knock it out with a stick, but it will become a rod to beat the roe deer! ”

We were amazed that the forest we hunted this time was a very safe land, how could it be considered safe? It means that in the past, Tunzi often hunted in this place every year, and if you expected to shoot some prey that was too fierce, there was none.

The "sticks" of this forest are the people in the tunzi! People, living is not just trying to be safe and stable for a lifetime. Old Zou didn't let us drill into the depths of the forest.

But if you want to get some pheasants and hares here, you can make do with it, and if you want to shoot and eat for the winter, you have to go elsewhere, wild boar! Wild deer! In short, the big wild one! Don't eat people! All good.

In this forest, it turned like a house, hey, don't talk about roe deer, I didn't even see a mountain pheasant, but the sparrows were a flock, and the enthusiasm of the brothers was like pouring cold water.

"Uncle, you must have cleaned up all the things in here! Won't we be able to change places? "The boss of the standard is not happy.

"You know what, you can still finish fighting this thing in the woods? They all ran up, so that you can see and pay it back! Uncle Zou said.

I wondered, "Uncle, what kind of hunting are you going to hunt if you can't see this?" ”

Uncle Zou smiled meaningfully, "I don't understand!" Who told you that this is a hunting trip? ”

"What are you doing without hunting? And with a gun on his back! "The three of us were confused.

"Boy, I don't understand! It's called a walking condom! What can you get by hunting with you three babies! Uncle Zou said and looked around, and said, "Walk, it's almost there!" ”

After about ten minutes of work, my brother finally understood what it meant to walk the condom! After this heavy snowfall, the next morning, that is, the day our brothers went to find the old Zou Ye, Uncle Zou and a few young people in the tun laid hundreds of sets in this forest, and it took a day's work!

Twenty or thirty meters away from a small forest, Uncle Zou stopped and told us brothers to look at his cover. Following the direction of his finger, it turned out that the so-called sleeve was a steel wire tied to the trunk of a tree in a circle, which could be more than 40 centimeters from the snow surface.

With the toughness of the steel wire itself, it trembles slightly when the wind blows, and if you don't look closely, it looks like a small branch swinging with the wind.

Uncle Zou said don't underestimate such a small section of steel wire sleeve, the simpler the sleeve, the more effective it is, and the sleeve is one or two hundred. Experienced hunters only choose places where wild beasts can easily pass and put them in the trap, as long as something is trapped, it is difficult to break free.

"Hey, uncle, there are really foot marks on this snow!" Huang Biao shouted excitedly.

"It's a pity, I didn't have it!" Uncle Zou took a closer look and shook his head.

And there are indeed traces of wild beasts walking on the snow around the cover. Seeing that the sleeve didn't catch the prey, Uncle Zou didn't step forward, and continued to walk forward, probably slipping twenty or thirty sleeves.

Uncle Zou suddenly waved his hand at me. I looked ahead, and under a tree about fifty meters ahead, there was a fluffy mass wrestling around the tree. The little tree was stretched and swayed, and a snow foam rose all around it, but because the little tree itself was extremely tough, although it was beaten every time, as long as the beast slowed down, it immediately stood straight again.

"Uncle. It's on! Hey! Huang Biao shouted out at the top of his voice, and our eyes widened.

Uncle Zou slapped Huang Biao on the head, "Bad calf thing, be quiet!" ”

"Uncle, what is this set! A deer or a roe deer! I asked, because roe deer is also called dwarf deer and wild sheep, and whether it is a deer or a sheep, God knows!

Uncle Zou said that it should be a roe deer, a big one!

The lassoed roe deer was obviously alarmed by us, and when we saw someone running towards it, the creature sat back on all fours and struggled as he stared at the approaching hunter with his bright black eyes, his clear white eyes were full of bloodshots, and clumps of hot air erupted from his wide nostrils.

We soon ran under the tree, and the roe deer began to jump, shaking its head and avoiding us.

"Uncle, why don't you shoot you!" The big mark of the military district commander has long been itchy.

Uncle Zou glared at him, "You should have this gunpowder wind blowing?" Loser thing! Look, uncle! As he spoke, Uncle Zou took out a wooden stick with a thick bowl mouth that had been prepared earlier!

Uncle Zou raised the thick wooden stick in his hand and smashed it on the roe deer's head. The stick smashed so hard and accurately that the roe deer immediately collapsed with a tremble, and kicked its hind legs unconsciously.

I'm bleeding from my nostrils and I'm completely immobile! Uncle Zou beckoned the three of us to help take the head of this thing out of the sleeve, then took out the knife from his waist, rode on the roe deer, and stabbed it in the throat! A stream of crimson blood immediately bubbled up, staining a large area of snow red. In about a minute, the blood began to bubble out, and it turned into a tick-tock out, and we picked up the hind legs of the roe deer and finally controlled the blood. Uncle Zou untied the sleeve from the tree, opened the sleeve and dragged the two ends to the small tree a few times, and tied it to a tree more than 20 meters away. Then he picked up the big roe deer and led me forward again.

In this round of kung fu, the brothers carried one by one. Two of them were dead by the time we went.

Uncle Zou said that it was not easy to peel the skin if it was frozen, and when he looked at the sky, four people carried the roe deer down the mountain.

I didn't shoot a single shot, but the energy, hey, was really enjoyable.

In the evening, Uncle Zou beckoned us to eat a fragrant roe deer meat, and burned it on the soil, and the brothers drank a little high, and shouted that they would go to the mountains to get a wild boar tomorrow!