On that day, Liu Jiajun took Ye Qian and three or four second-rate sons from Baishui Village into the mountains to hunt. I first beat a few sparrows and pheasants to carry, and was about to find a feng shui treasure to make a fire for barbecue, when I suddenly heard a loud sound from the cornfield on the side. At first, they thought it was just the sound of the wind, but then they found that the sound of the sound shuttling in the cornfield was not at the right speed, faster than a person, but ten times slower than the wind.

Liu Jiajun had just returned from the army, and his judgment of the momentum was beyond ordinary people, and when he heard it, he immediately judged that it was a living thing, and it was not small. With a wave of his hand, everyone climbed the big tree with their arms on the side.

Climbing up the tree, the cornfield is low, stretching for hundreds of meters, with an unobstructed view. There was no wind around, but more than twenty meters away from where the men were, the corn branches and leaves were stirred by the living creatures, like a wave surging in a sea of green, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right.

Liu Jiajun gestured to the long-haired guy on the opposite tree trunk, and the guy immediately blew a sharp and piercing hooligan whistle. As soon as the whistle sounded, the waves in the cornfield disappeared, and the rattling sound was gone.

After a few minutes of silence, the waves suddenly appeared, and then rushed in the direction where several people were. Liu Jiajun, who was squatting in the tree, glanced around, and the two air guns immediately aimed at the fast-moving wave.

At that time, Ye Qian was still young, but his eyes widened with curiosity.

The green spray was fast, and in a few breaths it reached the edge of the cornfield, and then it changed, and a gray shadow came out of the cornfield.

As soon as this shadow came out, Liu Jiajun and the other four people in the tree turned pale with fright. This thing is about 1.5 meters, with long gray hair all over its body, even a little reflective in the sun, two ears sharply erected, limbs jumping quickly on the ground, and a body size of no less than 100 kilograms. The most terrifying thing is the two Senran fangs next to the mouth, raised upward, like two crowbars about to pierce the sky.

This is a fat wild boar!

A few of the two poles on the tree didn't dare to make any moves, and hugged the trunk one after another, their faces pale and silent.

Liu Jiajun held an air gun in one hand and covered Ye Qian's mouth and nose with the other, for fear that he, a five or six-year-old baby, would not know what kind of noise he would make.

The huge boar lingered in place twice, but found no movement, and immediately turned to burrow into the cornfield.

It so happened that at this moment, the pheasant, which had been unable to move after a shot, suddenly struggled and made a strange quacking sound at the same time. When the wild boar heard this, he turned around, and as soon as the pig raised his head, he found five big and one small and a pheasant squatting on the branches.

Seeing someone, the boar slowly took a few steps back, then grabbed the ground on all fours, and suddenly rushed towards the place where several people were.

The pig's body stands in front of the trunk of the tree and hits the trunk with its front blades with the momentum. The thick tree in his arms was hit by this wild boar, and it shook violently, and Liu Jiajun and Ye Qianyi on the tree almost fell down.

Seeing this, the long-haired guy in the tree opposite didn't say a word, raised his air gun and fired. At such a close range, there is basically no need to aim.

With a poof, the steel bullet hit the boar's fart. The thing let out a groaning cry of pain, then turned and slammed into the trunk of the tree where the long-haired guy was.

Liu Jiajun let go of Ye Qian, held his hands steady, and fired another shot with a thud. The steel bullet hit the boar's neck, but it didn't cause any damage, only provoked another strange scream from the thick-skinned guy, and then turned around and continued to rush towards the trunk of the tree where the two of them were. Seeing this situation, the long-haired guy no longer hesitated, the air gun crackled, and five or six steel bullets all hit the wild boar farts without exception. on the shares.

The wild boar ignored it and continued to rush forward. With a muffled thud, the trunk shook, and then the ground cracked, and an arm-thick root burst out of the ground. The big tree with its thick arms actually began to crumble, and it seemed that it would fall down at any moment.

Liu Jiajun was also a little panicked, and shouted to the other side: Hit it in the eye, it's useless to hit other places!

But at this moment, the wild boar has his back to the long-haired guy, not to mention that the wild boar has been colliding, and it is strange that the ordinary air gun with the second-rate son can hit.

At that time, the young Ye Qian was ignorant, and he only knew that he was holding the trunk tightly with both hands. But Liu Jiajun's heart is gloomy, and he has a great sense of rest in this life.

Just when several people were panicked and unable to do anything, there was a sudden loud bang in the open space in the distance, and then a large black blood stain appeared on the belly of the wild boar.

The boar gave up hitting the tree, ran wildly, and disappeared into the woods in an instant. Within a few minutes, three people dressed in Miao costumes walked up, looking to be about forty or fifty years old.

One of them asked a few people in the tree, "Are you not hurt?"

Liu Jiajun nodded, and before they could express their gratitude, the three of them carried powder guns on their backs and drilled into the woods along the bloodstains.

Later, when Ye Qian grew up, he asked his second uncle why there were so many wild boars in Baishui Village.

Liu Jiajun's answer was that there were not many wild boars in Baishui Village, but the village was backward at that time, and there was no modern captive breeding model, but it was popular to drive them out and raise them, because they didn't need to be fed food.

Stocking is a group of eight or nine, or more than a dozen large and small. There are often piglets that get lost on their own, survive in the wild, and slowly become wild boars. When a domestic boar becomes wild, it is not much different from a wild boar, with no less fangs and manes, and the same thickness of the skin and flesh that it should have, and even more knowledge and intelligence than purebred wild boars.

Speaking of going back to Ye Qian's house, after eating, Ye Qian honestly cleaned the bloodstains at the door, sat in the living room and used his mobile phone to search for recruitment information on the Internet.

Liu Huixian sat on one side and began to call Ye Qian's second uncle.

The number was dialed for a long time, without the slightest response, and finally the mobile phone receiver came: Hello, the user you dialed cannot be reached for the time being!

Liu Huixian did not believe in evil and tried again, but the result was still the same. She sighed: "It's really evil! In this day and age, there will be calls that can't be reached! ”

Ye Qian replied: "It's normal, if my uncle really went to the winding mountain road back to Qujing, then it is normal for the signal coverage of the deep mountains and old forests to be insufficient." It's no big deal, just wait with peace of mind! I really don't believe that our more than 100 kilograms of pigs can be bitten to death by wild dogs in the village. ”

At this time, Ye Guocheng came in from outside the door, he should have just come out of the pigsty of the old house opposite, with a bit of pig manure on his body. When he heard Ye Qian say this, he retorted: "You just read too many books, and you are full of the pedantic spirit of literati in the old society. According to your second uncle's statement and with last night's scene, tonight is destined not to be peaceful, even if it should not be tested on the pig, there is a high probability that other strange things will happen. If you don't believe me, don't sleep tonight, we will sit in the living room and let you know what it means to make a pot of iron. ”