big song poppi

Chapter 6 0005 [Wild Sheep]

In the north of the village near the mountains and forests, there are large paddy fields.

The Champa rice in the field has turned yellow, and it will be harvested in another month.

The few acres of paddy fields next to the mountains and forests were the most severely damaged. Large tracts of rice were trampled on, and the ears of rice were also eaten.

If left alone, this large paddy field will be wiped out by wild pigs.

As the sun rises, the temperature rises in vain.

At this moment, everyone was hungry and thirsty, but they all endured it, hoping to kill the wild pig and have a good meal after receiving the reward.

Han Zhen is not a hunter, but one of these gangsters is a hunter, named Gu Song.

Siong is the name of cabbage in ancient times.

Poor people don't pay much attention to their names, firstly because they are uneducated, and secondly because the infant mortality rate is too high, so the names are generally chosen to be cheap, so that they can support themselves.

For example, Ma Sangou.

Sangou is not his nickname, the household registration clearly says "Ma Sangou".

From the perspective of future generations, this name is a bit outrageous, but it is normal at this moment.

Han Zhen didn't even have a name before, so he was called Han Er. The name Zhen was given by a fortune teller after he spent a hundred coins.

However, the fortune teller was not reliable, he searched through the Book of Changes and found a character named Zhen, but he didn't even know that he actually violated the national taboo.

Song Renzong's name was Zhao Zhen. In order to avoid taboos, the courtiers and common people could not use the word Zhen in their names, including homophones.

Fortunately, no one cares about the remote areas, and it is estimated that apart from the county magistrate, few people know that there is such a thing as a national taboo.

……

Gu Song's father was a hunter, so he knew some hunting skills under his influence.

Under his leadership, the crowd plunged into the forest.

As they walked, Gu Song said with a solemn expression: "Second brother Han, this wild pig is probably not small, it weighs three to four hundred catties."

Needless to say, Han Zhen knew it in his heart.

Because the path of weeds that this wild pig walked was very wide, from this we can infer the approximate body size.

Han Zhen reminded aloud: "Everyone should be more alert, if the situation is not right, immediately climb up the tree."

Everyone nodded one after another, not daring to make fun of their own lives.

After walking around the mountain for more than half an hour, following the path that the wild pig had trod and the feces left on the ground, they finally found the wild pig.

Less than 20 meters ahead, a wild pig like a hill appeared in the field of vision.

Looking at it from a distance, it weighs at least five hundred catties.

At this time, the wild pig was leaning against the tree to scratch it, and as it kept rubbing, the pine tree as thick as a man's waist shook intermittently, as if it would break at any moment.

The two thick, long and curled fangs made people shudder.

Ma Sangou looked horrified: "Why is it so big, could it be that it has become a spirit?"

Gollum!

Gu Song swallowed, and lowered his voice, "It's also the first time I've seen such a big wild pig."

Han Zhen also swallowed, not because of fear, but because at this moment, all he can think about is braised pork, stewed pig's trotters, stir-fried fatty intestines...

In fact, this wild pig had spotted them a long time ago, but it didn't react at all. It was not afraid of people at all, and still rubbed against the tree comfortably.

This is the difference between a beast that has hurt people and one that has not.

"You wait here and don't move around, I'll kill the wild pig."

Facing a wild pig of this size, Ma Sangou and the others couldn't help much, let alone a collision, just a casual kick would kill him or maim him.

After explaining a sentence, Han Zhen held the simple knife in his hand and strode towards the wild boar.

The wild pig didn't care so much, seeing someone who dared to provoke him, he stopped rubbing against the tree, and rushed towards Han Zhen with his legs.

Rumble!
The 500-jin wild pig runs like a chariot, running over weeds and shrubs all the way.

Han Zhen held the simple knife tightly in both hands, staring at the wild pig with a pair of eyes, and the continuous secretion of adrenaline made him in a state of excitement.

The moment the wild pig slammed into him, Han Zhen dodged to the right suddenly, and at the same time, the simple knife in his hand slashed fiercely at the wild pig's neck.

not good!

The touch from the handle of the knife made Han Zhen's heart sink.

This knife seemed to be chopped on rubber, the blade only scratched the skin, and then bounced off.

The wild boar's skin itself is very thick, and it likes to rub against trees. The skin is stained with a lot of turpentine.

The turpentine and mud are mixed together, and after drying, it seems to have a layer of armor on it.

Of course, the main reason is that the material and forging technique of his simple knife are not good enough.

Cheap is not good quality.

A wound was cut on the neck, and the severe pain drove the wild pig crazy, and it turned around and rushed again.

At such a close distance, the simple knife has lost its effect.

Han Zhen was also aroused to be ferocious, and he simply threw away the Pu Dao, and instead of retreating, he went forward and met the wild pig with his bare hands.

boom!
One person and one pig bumped into each other.

I saw Han Zhen firmly grasping the pair of fangs with both hands, resisting the wild pig like a hill, making it unable to move.

Ma Sangou and others who were watching the battle not far away were stunned by this scene.

This... what a divine power this is!
However, the more shocking thing is yet to come.

"what!!!"

Han Zhen shouted loudly, the veins in his arms popped up, and he pulled it to the left suddenly.

boom!
The wild pig weighing more than 500 kilograms was knocked to the ground by him forcefully.

The huge and heavy body hit the ground hard, causing dust to fly up for a moment.

Wild pig was obviously stunned by this blow. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Zhen took off the back knife with his backhand, and stabbed wild pig along the position of Ye pig's chin, and all the straight and sharp blades disappeared.

puff!

Bright red blood gushed out from the wound immediately.

This scene is very similar to the scene of slaughtering pigs in the countryside.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

The wild pig let out a high-pitched and miserable cry, struggling crazily.

Han Zhen hurriedly rode on the wild pig, pressing down tightly.

It's just that he underestimated Ye Zhi's counterattack before he died, and the strength of his struggle almost overturned him.

At this time, Ma Sangou and the others had recovered, and rushed over to help hold the wild pig's limbs.

As the blood continued to pour out from the wound, the strength of the wild pig's struggle became smaller and smaller.

When the wild pig was completely motionless, Han Zhen stood up.

As soon as he got up, he only felt that his eyes were dark.

Ma Sangou on the side had sharp eyes and quick hands, hurriedly supported Han Zhen, and asked with concern: "Second Brother Han, are you injured?"

"fine."

Han Zhen waved his hands, sat down on the ground, panting slightly: "It's just that I'm a little tired, just rest for a while."

This is clearly a sign of hypoglycemia.

To put it bluntly, I was hungry.

Thinking about it, from yesterday to now, I only ate a bowl of barley rice and three small crucian carps, and the remaining physical strength was almost exhausted by hunting wild pigs just now.

At this moment, all the hooligans looked at him with fanaticism.

The key to hunting wild pigs weighing more than 500 kilograms alone is to use such a wild and shocking method.

At this time, even if Han Zhen said that he was the reincarnation of a god, Ma Sangou and the others would firmly believe it.

After resting for a while, Han Zhen finally recovered.

After his body regained some strength, he pulled out the knife in his hand, wiped the blood on the blade on the weeds, and then joined forces with the others to drag the wild pig down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)