The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 281 Killing Pig God (Jianni leader plus 55)

The sharp invasion knife pierced under the wild boar's left front elbow, and as Zhao Jun pulled it out, a bloody arrow shot out with the knife.

"puff……"

"Ow..."

The sound of blood spurting was accompanied by screams, and Zhao Jun followed up with another stab, stabbing under the wild boar's right front elbow.

When he drew the knife and brought out the bloody arrow, the wild boar was already lying on the snow, twitching constantly.

The old people said that whether it is a human or an animal, when their bodies are not damaged and are sealed, there is a breath of energy in their bodies, called vitality.

If the body is broken with a knife, the vitality will leak out along with the wound, which is a serious injury to the vitality.

Zhao Jun didn't know if there was any scientific basis for this statement, but he had been fighting for two lifetimes, and he really knew that when he pulled out the knife like just now, there would really be a burst of qi coming out of the boar's body along with the blood.

At this time, Li Baoyu and Zhang Yuanmin also came down to the shady slope. Zhao Jun had told them what he was going to do when he came up from the bottom of the pond.

At this time, the two of them were relentless, each took a knife, and began to kill pigs on the left and the right.

The knife went in and the knife came out, the sound of spurting blood was accompanied by screams, and the howling of wild boars filled the mountains and plains.

Gradually, the movements of the three of them slowed down, it was because they had killed softly and were tired of killing.

Zhao Jun was in the middle, Li Baoyu was on the left, and Zhang Yuanmin was on the right. The three of them didn't move together or shout to each other. They just leaned on their knives and looked at the scene around them.

Behind the three of them, going uphill, wild boars were lying on the snowy ground, some of them were already dead, some were still twitching, and some were still howling.

In front of the three of them, going downhill, wild boars were struggling and roaring in the snow. There was lamentation and unwillingness in the roaring.

After resting for a while, Zhao Jun raised the knife first, stepped forward on the wild boar skin skis, and continued to fight.

The three of them fought from 09:30 until nearly twelve o'clock.It took more than two hours to kill all 75 wild boars on the entire hillside.

In the past, hunting with swords would bring excitement, but today Li Baoyu and Zhang Yuanmin only felt tired after killing so many.

The three of them got together, and Zhao Jun said to Zhang Yuanmin, "Brother, build a fire, and when you're done, just stand here and watch these pigs, it's all money."

Speaking of this, without waiting for Zhang Yuanmin to answer, he said to Li Baoyu again: "Baoyu, take a bite of something in a while, you should go back to the village and go directly to Zhao Guofeng and Uncle Zhao, don't tell him, what did we kill?" For these pigs, just tell him that there are 75 wild boars waiting for him to pull them here, and let him quickly find a way to find a car.”

"Hey, I got it, brother." Li Baoyu used to listen to Zhao Jun, but now he treats Zhao Jun like a god.He used to admire Wu Erlang, but looking at it now, he only feels that even if Xing Zhe is reborn, he can't compare with Zhao Jun who can catch tigers and slaughter wild boars.

After talking with Li Baoyu, Zhao Jun squatted on the ground, grabbed the snow and rubbed his hands. After the assassination, his hands were already stained red with pig blood.

After washing off the snow on his hands, Zhao Jun opened his bag and took out bald cakes to share with Li Baoyu and Zhang Yuanmin.But he didn't give too much to the two. Including him, the three of them only divided five.

It stands to reason that five bald cakes is a lot, but it is true that they spent a lot of time driving up mountains and fighting for a whole morning.

But Zhao Jun put away the remaining bald cakes, and said to Li Baoyu, "Baoyu, if I don't come back tonight, just tell my parents not to worry, I'll be back tomorrow anyway."

"what?"

Li Baoyu and Zhang Yuanmin were shocked when they heard the words, and asked in unison: "Brother, brother, what are you doing?"

"Baoyu, my eldest brother doesn't know, don't you know?" Zhao Jun asked Li Baoyu with a smile, "Isn't there a pig god?"

"Oh!" Li Baoyu finally came to his senses. He killed so many wild boars in one go just now, and the spiritual shock made him forget the existence of the pig god for a moment.At this time Zhao Jun mentioned it, and he subconsciously searched left and right.

"Don't look for it." Zhao Jun stuffed the remaining half of the bald pancake into his mouth, and he was not afraid of dryness, chewing hard and said: "It's too big, the snow on this slope can't trap it, it must be Ran."

"Then what's the matter?" Zhang Yuanmin asked from the side.

"Brother." Li Baoyu said to Zhao Jun with a worried expression on his face: "Why don't I accompany you to chase that pig god after the village comes?"

Zhao Jun shook his head, cast his gaze to the bottom of the pond, and said, "If you can't kill it this time, then you really can't."

"Brother." At this time, Zhang Yuanmin said from the side: "Look at the pigs we killed, and we killed two or three more. If there are really big pigs here, wouldn't they all run away?"

Zhang Yuanmin didn't believe Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu's pig god, since he hadn't seen it before.

"It's okay." Zhao Jun got up and said, "I'll follow until night, no matter how bad it is, it has to feed, and I can still take a shot."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Jun went down on his skis.

Li Baoyu and Zhang Yuanmin looked at Zhao Jun's leaving back and shouted together to tell Zhao Jun to be careful.

Zhao Jun raised his hand and waved it without looking back, and went down to the bottom of the ditch pond. Because this side was in the shade, the snow in the ditch pond had not yet melted, and the pig god passed by, leaving footprints on the snow. .

Zhao Jun followed the footprints and chased all the way along the ditch pond. The further south, the less snow, and gradually the front was full of mud. Zhao Jun took off the skis and put them under the creaking nest, and then stepped on the mud to continue looking for wild boars. Footprints left behind.

Where there is snow, he rides on skis, and where there is no snow, he walks in the mud. Zhao Jun has been getting dark since noon.

It stands to reason that wild boars that are startled up in the morning must stop to graze and look for food around four in the afternoon.

But the wild boar didn't stop until five o'clock in the afternoon.

That's why Zhao Youcai and the others couldn't catch up with the pig god on the day when the mountain was blocked by heavy snow last time.

It can run better than other wild boars.

Even if it hasn't eaten since morning, it can still persist in running away.

It's just that such a large body consumes a lot of energy, and there will always be times when it can't hold on.

And what about the hunter who pursued it?
At this time, Zhao Jun was stepping on the post and walking up the hillside. As he walked, he stuffed the bald pancake into his mouth.

This hillside is also a shady slope, and the snow on the hillside has not yet melted. I saw that the trails that slipped past were all traces of wild boars.

But it doesn't just run blindly, but makes its nose arch left and right in the snow.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Jun knew from experience that the pig was definitely not more than two miles away from him.

So, Zhao Jun stuffed the half-eaten bald pie directly into the padded jacket pocket, took the gun off his back, and walked up cautiously.

It was late at this time, and it was not completely dark, but it had already greatly affected the sight.

Zhao Jun knew in his heart that it would be impossible for him to compare his eyesight with a wild boar. If he moved rashly and alarmed the pig god, he would have no chance.

So, he took off the shoulder bag, took out two boxes of matches from it and stuffed them into his trouser pocket, and then hung the shoulder bag on a tree beside him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jun put the gun on his shoulder again, and then lay down on the ground, crawling forward slowly and little by little.

At about 05:30 in the evening, in the northeast mountains, it was almost below zero, and Zhao Jun had been traveling all day, and the inside of his jacket and trousers were completely soaked.

Zhao Jun continued to crawl forward slowly, without making a sound, and then entered a forest, which seemed to be an oak forest.

He didn't move anymore, just lay on his stomach in the snow, he couldn't see anything, but he listened quietly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the sound of "crack bang, bang bang" was faintly heard. Zhao Jun crawled in the direction of the wind, and the sound became louder and louder.

Zhao Jun's movements became slower and lighter, and he also tried to look forward, but there were already branches and branches in the forest, and it was already dark, so how could he see clearly?
But he could hear the "crack" sound coming from the front, and he could also smell the foul smell that belonged to the cannon egg.

Zhao Jun raised his left hand, took the gun off his right shoulder, and slowly moved the muzzle forward.

He lay on the ground, held the gun with his left hand, and pulled the trigger with his right hand after releasing the safety.

"Feng'er, Feng'er!" Suddenly, the pig god seemed to smell something, it raised its nose and made a sound, and listened to the left and right with its ears.

"Oh!"

There was a gunshot, and the moment the bullet was ejected from the chamber, a line of fire shot out from the muzzle.

With a glimmer of light, Zhao Jun couldn't see clearly, but he vaguely felt that there was a huge monster three to five meters in front of him.

When the gunshot rang out, the guy was startled and turned around abruptly.

But in the next second, a series of "bang" and "bang" gunshots were heard, and all the bullets in the barrel were poured out.

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