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Hunting in the woods is like fishing in the river, it requires patience and skill, sometimes with a full load, sometimes with a lot of hands;

Hunting in the woods is not like fishing in a river, where anglers don't have to go down to the river to catch big fish, whereas hunters have to go deep into the territory of wild beasts if they want to make a profit. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chapter 1: The Crazy Magpie

Suddenly woke up from a deep sleep, Liu Zixuan's consciousness was blank, as if he fell into an ice cave in a coma, his body immediately regained consciousness, but his brain refused to wake up, for a while, Liu Zixuan's body suddenly tightened, his two hands immediately clenched into fists, and he turned in a circle, he looked around in panic, trying to see where he was as soon as possible.

It wasn't until he saw the old man lying on the bed in front of him that Liu Zixuan instantly regained consciousness, and he knew that he was standing in his own home, and he recovered many of his lost memories together. Liu Zixuan patted his head and sighed, I don't know which tendon in the brain is wrong, and it is this blank of ignorance, the flash of panic only stayed in the body for a few seconds, but it still forced out a cold sweat on his body, since his father passed away, this is not the first time Liu Zixuan has experienced this sudden panic, in that moment, he didn't even know who he was.

Rubbing his tired eyes, Liu Zixuan was wondering why he suddenly woke up in his own home, when he heard the sound of magpies coming from behind the house.

The early spring sun crossed most of the circle in the sky, and finally approached the western end inch by inch, leaving only a small red face, still hanging lazily in the sky. The red sky and the earth in the afterglow faded into warm colors, and most of the birds had already finished their day's rush and flew back to the forest to lie down in their nests. Just when the whole world was becoming silent, two magpies landed on the black locust tree on the north slope of Rabbit Hill, and they flew from nowhere, and they didn't know what their intentions were, and they had just collected their wings, and they actually opened their voices and screamed loudly. I can't tell whether it was crisp or hoarse, the chirping sound was like a series of unsuspecting gunshots, and the waves spread out in all directions, and in just a moment, it filled this empty mountain field with full content, and even the animals that were foraging nearby listened to it, and they pricked up their ears in shock, and then fled in all directions...... After the magpie made such a fuss, the mountain forest, which had been accustomed to the quiet for a long time, was also like waking up from sleep, and suddenly became a little more vivid.

On the lonely rabbit hill, under a few ancient black locust trees, in three grass-roofed mud-walled houses, Liu Zixuan was standing guard in front of his mother's hospital bed. He hadn't closed his eyes all night, and he had been busy inside and out for most of the day, and at this time, he had just been lying on the side of the bed and napping for a while, but he was woken up by two magpies. The scream pierced his heart like a sharp knife, and as soon as he regained his senses, Liu Zixuan immediately ran out of the house, and without looking at the magpie, he picked up a stone from the courtyard and threw it at the treetop behind the house.

Unexpectedly, the two magpies seemed to come prepared, and saw the flying stones fall among the nearby branches and leaves, and after they flapped their wings and flew into the air, they only circled over the treetops, and soon both stood on the branches, not only did not end there, but became more reluctant to give up, and as soon as they stood still, they became more persistent and hoarse.

At the moment, Liu Zixuan would rather hear the howl of wolves coming from the forest to the south than hear the noise of two magpies, and his innate intuition told him that this black and white bird calling all over the world at sunset is never a good sign! Ever since the magpie's first call, the already sensitive nerve in his heart has tensed like a bowstring.

The magpie screamed like crazy, like someone had taken out its nest. Listening to their calls, a nameless fire rushed into Liu Zixuan's heart, and just as he was about to throw another stone at the two mad birds, he heard the voice of the old lady coming from the house.

Liu Zixuan's father has passed away, Liu Zixuan's father has passed away just three years ago, his mother is now sick again, and his only relative in this world is now coming to the end of his life. After being in a coma for three whole days, the old man's water and rice did not hit his teeth, three days seemed like three years, Liu Zixuan had been hanging for the old lady, who would have thought that in this night when the magpie was screaming, she would wake up, and suddenly heard her voice coming out of the house, even her own son couldn't help but be surprised.

The old lady finally woke up, which is undoubtedly great news for Liu Zixuan. Hearing the old man's voice, Liu Zixuan was both surprised and delighted, where could he still care about the noise of the magpie, lost the stone in his hand, and hurriedly ran back to the house.

On the hospital bed in the inner room, the first thing the old man said after he opened his mouth was that he wanted to eat pheasant.

Liu Zixuan would never have expected that the old man would say such a sentence after he sobered up. Knowing the old lady's wishes, Liu Zixuan was stunned by the bed like a piece of wood, and immediately, two tears were like two springs of water, and suddenly the pair of sunken eyes appeared.

Liu Zixuan's mother is not old, in Liu Zixuan's eyes, his mother's aging all happened within half a year after his father's death. Liu Zixuan's father was a well-known hunter, and when he was alive, the family's dinner table never stopped the game from the mountains...... But now, my father has passed away for three years, but the old lady suddenly said that she wanted to eat pheasant when she was seriously ill.

"Mother, I'll catch the pheasant!"

Without waiting for the old man on the hospital bed to respond, Liu Zixuan ran to the hospital with tears in his eyes, he wanted to get a pheasant in the shortest possible time to fulfill the old man's wishes. A pheasant! As the son of a hunter, what is the problem of trying to catch a pheasant? As long as there is a gun!

The first thing that flashed through Liu Zixuan's mind was the shotgun, which was the most common means of catching pheasants, which was not only simple and easy, but also the best and fastest effect. With a plan in his heart, Liu Zixuan pushed open the door of the east wing without hesitation, and wanted to get the double-barreled shotgun that had been idle for three years, which was the most precious property of his father during his lifetime. Now, the shotgun is hung on the north wall of the east wing, although he has never touched this gun before, but for Liu Zixuan, who often followed his father into the mountains since he was a child, it is definitely not difficult to capture a pheasant with it, and he has full confidence in this. What's more, in this dandelion season full of hills, it is the best time to hunt pheasants. Isn't it? In the first half of the morning, I heard the cry of pheasants coming from the fields to the west!

"Mother, mother, my son will be back soon, and it will only take a little time to eat hot pheasant...... If you can eat a full meal, even if you are seriously ill, you can get better......" Talking in his heart, Liu Zixuan entered the east wing, stepped in front of the north wall in a few steps, and resolutely took down the shotgun.

This almost sacred double-barreled shotgun, at this moment, Liu Zixuan finally held it in his hand. For three years, it has been hanging silently in this room, like a battle-hardened tiger general who has been neglected for a long time, and now it can only be grieved in this dark and narrow room, and let the dirty and humid air rust layer by layer...... And today, the chance to put it back on the battlefield has finally arrived!

As early as Liu Zixuan's childhood, because of this gun, the entire east wing room was sacred. The gun had been in his house for as long as he could remember, but this was the first time he had actually touched it. Through a thin layer of holsters, the heavy shotgun made Liu Zixuan feel extremely excited, the two hands holding the gun trembled with excitement, for three years, he held the gun in countless sleeps, aimed at the prey, pulled the trigger, and then ran to the prey with great excitement...... As a descendant of Orion, Liu Zixuan always hopes that he can become an excellent hunter like his father, and the moment he holds the gun, the desire that has been accumulated for many years is even stronger.

Liu Zixuan was about to open the holster of the gun for a moment, but inadvertently saw a square table directly below the wedge of the hanging gun, and in the center of the table was enshrined the portrait of his father. At first glance, Liu Zixuan suddenly stayed in front of the table - he seemed to see his father in the portrait shaking his head incessantly! For a second, he saw his father shaking his head at him, and he saw that the old hunter was still saying to him with the same determined gaze as before he died: Zixuan, you forgot my words so quickly? Don't touch this gun, never touch this gun!

(To be continued)

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