Jian Heng was still a little worried, so he picked up the rifle next to him that had withdrawn the bullet and reloaded it: "I'll go and see it too."

Colt said at this time: "My suggestion is that you should not go, in case he can't catch this bear, he may be unhappy for the next few days, if he can be angry, it is just that, but he can't be angry with you!" In order for him to live a few more years, I advise you to wait. Don't worry, one bear isn't enough to help him."

"I'll try to leave! Don't bother him! "Jian Heng is still a little worried here, a little bit I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, so now he regrets a little bit that he said that he would get a bear skin knee pad for his Lao Tzu.

I knew that I would be over if I let go of the gun and shoot one, why do you have to mention it!

After speaking, Jian Heng also stood up, ready to turn over the back of the black bean, but he didn't move much here, he found that there was an object hanging on his leg, and looked down to see that the little bear cub was now holding his leg, and then saw that there was still half of the milk on its plate that had not been drunk.

Jian Heng lowered his head and said to the little bear while trying to break it away from his legs, who would have thought that this little thing was quite strong, separated the two small front paws, and the last two little short legs hugged Jian Heng again.

After a few strokes with it, Jian Heng had to pick it up, put it under his armpit, reached for the freshly brushed cowhide bag, and hurriedly stuffed the bear cub into it.

After dealing with the little bear cub, Jian Heng turned over on the back of the black bean, urging the black bean to chase in the direction that the old Walsh left.

Waiting for Jian Heng to chase him to the transition road, Old Walsh had already disappeared, and Jian Heng had to touch the direction where the bear was according to his feelings.

Holding the bag in one hand and the horse in the other, Jian Heng felt troublesome after running for a while, so he threw the bag and the bear into the space, and then he rode on the back of the black bean and ran forward.

Black Beans also seemed to be quite happy at this time, and it was a joy to spread out the four hooves and snort.

Jian Heng estimated that it was almost there, and was about to go into the woods, when there was a banging gunshot in his ears, followed by a bear roar.

Bang!

A second gunshot was soon heard.

Jian Heng immediately rode the black bean towards the place where the gun rang out.

In just a few minutes, Jian Heng caught up with Old Walsh, only to see the old guy and the hound going downstream along the river.

"What's wrong?" Jian Heng arrived at Old Walsh's side.

As soon as Old Walsh turned around, he saw that it was Jian Heng and didn't ask Jian Heng how he came over, but just said: "This thing is too cunning, I have never heard of such a cunning bear!" ”

"Ran away?" Jian Heng asked.

Old Walsh nodded: "But it shouldn't be able to run far, I hit it with two shots, don't worry, after finding it, I will help you peel a good bear skin as much as possible!" ……”。

Hearing what Old Walsh said, Jian Heng also put his mind at ease, and was shot twice, not to mention a bear, even if it was an elephant, it was a dead word in the end, you must know that these old ranchers, who would not make a few high-kill dummies to bring on their bodies, to prevent this kind of large-scale beast attack.

The two men talked and hurried the horses in small steps, while the hound sniffed the leader, and soon the two found the wounded bear with blood trails.

At this time, the bear was not dead, the bear was very large, so to speak, this was the largest male bear that Jian Heng had seen in Montana over the years.

Now this huge male bear is leaning against a big rock, his belly is undulating, the corners of his mouth are beginning to salivate, and his eyes have lost their brilliance.

Of course, there may be a bigger bear than this male bear, so you have to go deep into the mountains to find it, and the bears that can be seen near here are estimated to be so big that they reach the sky.

I have to mention that the bear's skin is not to be said, and the huge size gives it an incomparable deterrent, so it occupies the most abundant territory, and the rich territory raises it with oil and water.

Especially in this autumn, the bear has been pasted with autumn fat and is about to enter hibernation, so now the bear's hair is full of a sense of crystal, and now the bear hair is also warmer, it can be said that now is the best time of the year to hunt bear skin.

"Pretty good bear!" Old Walsh said when he saw the bear.

Jian Heng followed: "No matter how cunning the prey is, it can't escape the palm of the old hunter!" ”

"It's so conceited that I don't have a chance to kill it if we turn away while we're eating, but it's a pity that it's misjudged the situation," Old Walsh looked in the bear's direction.

Now the bear is weak, and it seems that he doesn't even have the strength to raise his head, so he just lies on his stomach and has no breath in, and there seems to be a section of intestines exposed under his body.

Woof! Woof! Woof!

The hounds brought by Old Walsh began to bark at the male bear.

Such a scene reminded Jian Heng of a common saying: The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!

Now the bear in the prime of life could only take his last breath as a hound barked at him.

Jian Heng looked at the big brown bear, and suddenly pondered the psychology of the bear at this moment: it is estimated that it is also regretting it at this moment! Human conceit sometimes has the opportunity to be corrected, but the conceit of animals is really directly conceited with life.

The hound seemed to see that the bear was powerless, so he cautiously approached, jumped near the bear's tail, barked twice, and seeing that the bear did not respond, he opened his mouth and bit the bear's short tail.

Pouting and dragging the bear's tail twice, he found that the male bear did not seem to react, and the hound became even fatter, and stepped directly next to the bear's head.

When Old Walsh saw the self-appointed hound move, he immediately shouted: "Bush, don't! ”

At the moment when Old Walsh roared, suddenly the male bear suddenly waved his front paws that had been pillowing, and saw that the hound's seemingly large body was like a kite in the wind, swaying in the air, and then falling on a stone about ten meters away.

This blow is earth-shattering!

The hound no longer moved when he fell, not only did he not move, but his entire body was directly concave by a bear paw on his stomach, which shows how strong this bear paw is.

Old Walsh's face was heavy, and he said softly: "I still underestimate you!" ”

The old man was already glad that he hadn't stepped forward just now.

At this time, the male bear was already on the verge of dying, and the shot just now directly exhausted its greatest strength, and the male bear was no longer lying, but from lying down to lying, with a huge opening under the belly, and continuous outflow of intestines, marking that it is now except for the gods, no one can save it.

Jian Heng, who was still thinking about the tiger falling in Pingyang just now, now saw that the dog was dead, and the last desperate blow of the male bear made Jian Heng feel that tonight's incident was too dramatic and unexpected.

Who would have thought that a bear would retain its strength and want to die with its opponents?

"If you let it live for another ten years, you may have raised a monster!" Jian Heng said sincerely.

Old Walsh said to Jian Heng: "Don't use its skin as a knee pad, a whole sheet, it is worth owning, the Parnas Indians believe that if you have a complete bear skin, then your family will grow, and your cattle and sheep will give birth to more cubs!" ……”。

Jian Heng didn't want to ask Parnas the name of the Indian tribe, anyway, there were many tribes of American Indians.

"If you like it, keep it, it's a memorable thing for you!" Jian Heng saw that Old Walsh seemed to be in a somewhat complicated mood now, so he opened his mouth and said.

Old Walsh shook his head: "What do I want it to do, besides, I already have a bearskin blanket at home, which my father took me to hunt when I was eighteen years old!" ”

After speaking, Old Walsh said to Jian Heng: "You go back and find the rope to drag, and I'll take care of the bear corpse first!" ”

As he spoke, Old Walsh dismounted, walked over to the bear's carcass, and pressed his hand on the bear's head, and began to mutter, as if he were reciting some kind of incantation.

Jian Heng looked at Old Walsh's appearance, and he didn't have the good intention to ask what people were reading, so he took the reins of the horse and motioned to the black beans to return the same way.

Waiting for the rope that Jian Heng brought and brought a mule back, Old Walsh had already disposed of the bear's internal organs and a large piece of meat, and threw them aside to prepare to fill the stomachs of those lucky beasts, and the bear's head on the bear leash was directly wrapped in this way and then carried on the mule's back.

Back at camp, the two moved the bear to the campfire, and old Walsh sat down without saying a word, brandishing his knife and began to skin the bear.

The old man peeled it very carefully, put on his glasses, and turned the bear skin inch by inch with his hands, and every time a little meat was picked off, the old man threw it into the fire, and then he heard the sound of bear oil when it met the fire.

Colt looked at Jian Heng at this time and asked, "Where's your bag?" ”

"What bag?" Jian Heng was now fascinated by Old Walsh's ritualistic bear skinning process, and replied casually, not remembering for a moment that people were talking about the cowhide bag he used to hold the bear.

Colter said, "The bag you took with you when you went out, and it contained the cubs?" ”

Jian Heng came back to his senses at this time, and pretended to ask, "Didn't you bring it back?" ”

"No! You came back in a hurry, got a rope, led a mule, and went out! Jim said helpfully.

"Fack!" Jian Heng patted his thigh and pretended to be in a hurry and said, "I put it on the ground and forgot to take it."

After speaking, he stood up and climbed on the back of Black Bean: "I hope the bear is still alive!" ”

"Then this bear is probably going to buy a lottery ticket!" Colt said jokingly.

It's dark now, and almost all the meat-eating guys have come out, and a little bear cub has survived in the wild for almost an hour? The odds are less than one percent.

Where did Jian Heng have time to talk, he urged the black bean to rush out of the camp, and after going out for a few turns, he touched the leather bag out of the space, opened it to see, where were there bear cubs, so he took people and horses into the space,

Only then did I find out that the little bear cub didn't know how happy it was now, not only that, but on the originally vacated seats, there were also transparent statues of Qianlong and Xiong.

"I'm going, and it doesn't take any effort to get here!" Jian Heng was overjoyed!

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