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Chapter 195 Slaughtering a yak with bare hands

"Ah, hahaha, you might have misunderstood just by looking at it, right? But Qian...Brother Qian, you really can't tell. In our snow area, even if you say you are seventeen or eighteen years old, some people will believe you."

Nima looked at Qian Dong's 22 face, and his fair and smooth skin, he really didn't look like he was 33 years old.

"Stop talking about this, let's go, brother Qian, we are going to kill a yak, you can help us."

Nima finished the glass of wine, took Qian Dong's arm and walked out. He didn't drink too much. After all, he was drinking alone and it was impossible to drink to the fullest, so he spoke and acted very soberly and orderly.

"it is good."

Qian Dong glanced at Gong Yan, then followed Nima and walked downstairs.

"I'm going too~"

Gong Yan said hello to the old woman, and then shouted loudly that she had only seen cows running, but had never seen a cow being killed, so she was a little curious.

"I'm going too, I'm going too."

Dawa picked up Huniu, who was watching the cartoon Tom and Jerry with gusto, and trotted behind her. Perhaps she lacked maternal love, and she preferred to stick to Gong Yan.

"Brother Nima, if you slaughter a yak, the price will be reduced when the ranch is resold. Should we consider it?"

While walking on the road, Qian Dong thought about his words before asking. After all, in the south, what kind of family would kill a cow to entertain guests? He felt that saving Dawa was an easy thing and not worth it. What a grand reception.

"Brother Qian, it's okay. Just deduct it when the time comes. The price they offered is not high. We can't count it as a loss if we kill one head now."

Nima waved his hands indifferently. Dawa was naturally different in his heart. Killing a cow as his daughter's savior was nothing.

"That's good."

Seeing Nima's firm expression, Qian Dong said no more, as there was no need to persuade.

"Brother Qian, I saw that when you went to save Dawa, your speed was not simple. Although we were far away at the time, I still saw you. At that time, you rushed to the horse like a tiger. This is not an ordinary person. It can be done”

Nima was walking in front. When he said this, he looked back at Qian Dong, with emotion in his tone and a smile on his face. He entertained Qian Dong with delicious food and drink. Of course, it had nothing to do with this, a man from the plateau. He is generous, but once he doesn't recognize you, he will be defensive towards you.

And once he recognizes you, he will really care about you, have a straightforward personality, and not have so many twists and turns.

"Well, that's the tiger shape, which imitates the tiger's way of exerting force. The situation was relatively urgent at that time, and that kind of explosive power is stronger, which can increase my speed to the limit as quickly as possible."

Qian Dong explained, but did not explain it in depth.

"Awesome, then you must be an amazing person, just like our Buddha."

"I'm not that powerful. What I save is myself. They are the ones with great love. I can't compare with them."

"Are there many people as good as you?"

"Not many. Most of them are practicing on their own. There are probably only a handful of people who can reach what I am."

"It's really amazing. I'm curious, brother Qian, to what extent can you do it?"

Nima led the way to Guan Ma's house, put the reins on the two horses, and asked Qian Dong while he was busy.

The yaks are grazing outside. They will not go home by themselves. They will need people to drive them back tomorrow. It is not safe if they are left alone in the pasture, because they may get lost while eating grass and it will be difficult to find them again. Come.

As for the frightened horses that almost hurt Dawa, will the herdsmen kill the horses or buy them? This is not possible, because the frightened horses are not actually the problem of the horses themselves, but mostly external factors, and the horses are also important to the herdsmen. Tools, unless the horse is sick or injured, will not be killed or sold.

"The level is great. I can demonstrate it to you if I have a chance."

Qian Dong chuckled, and then Nima handed over the reins and followed Nima.

"Dawa, you guys wait here. We'll bring the yak here when we separate. Brother Qian, just follow and watch. I'm good at this."

Nima held the horse in one hand and the whip in the other. After saying something, she started walking away, at least thinking about the yak in the distance.

Qian Dong also mounted his horse and followed behind Nima, as slowly as ever.

I saw Nima running to the yak, circling around the yak, and then started to drive the yaks with a whip. I saw only a few times before driving the yaks towards the cowshed. Occasionally, there were hungry cows that were not full. If you run away from the edge, you will be quickly discovered by Nima and driven back to the herd.

Qian Dong watched with great interest. Herding cattle seemed simple, but in fact it still required a lot of riding skills. Not just anyone could drive these yaks back, they were all without ropes. , instead of being tied by the nose, it will follow if you pull it.

It took about half an hour for the yaks to enter the cowshed. Qian Dong just rode his horse and followed them around in a circle, without being of any help.

"Haha, Brother Qian, I may need your help next time. I will choose a yak that is about three and a half years old later. The yak meat at this age is the most delicious. I will tie its hooves then. We are here for You will be very careful about killing."

Nima stood next to Qian Dong. She had just asked Qian Dong to follow him. In fact, he was also showing off his skills. Now he was explaining this knowledge to Qian Dong, and he knew everything about Qian Dong.

The old woman on the side had already thrown the fodder that had been prepared into the cowshed.

I drove them out early today, and usually they are driven back at night. In this case, I can only put in some fodder to keep these cattle full.

"Usually when we slaughter yaks, we will choose someone to slaughter them after October. The yaks are the fattest at this time. It is not the time yet, and it is also a last-minute decision. We cannot invite people to come, so we have to Do it yourself.”

Nima said, stretching out his other arm from the wool coat, letting the coat wrap around his waist, then went to the utility room and took out a small knife and whetstone to start sharpening the knife.

"Slaughtering a yak is a very dangerous thing. You must be quick and precise. If you make a mistake and the yak breaks free, you can only call the police, otherwise it will be difficult to subdue it. I haven't slaughtered a yak in a long time. I don't know. Not yet familiar with it.”

Nima sharpened the knife, smiled and talked to Qian Dong, with a relaxed expression, as if he was slaughtering just a lamb. "How about leaving it to me."

After Qian Dong stopped talking, he thought about it and realized that he was really looking forward to it. He hadn't killed an animal for a long time. Killing a yak would be a good choice for him to stretch his muscles.

"You? Brother Qian, this is no joke. There are quite a lot of injuries caused by yaks every year, and most of them are caused when the yaks are slaughtered."

Nima stopped sharpening his fingers and asked Qian Dong.

"Hehe, no problem, Brother Nima, stop sharpening the knife and go get the cow out. Don't you want to see my skills? Now is your chance."

Qian Dong looked determined and spoke to Nima seriously.

"Okay, then just wait. If you can't do it later, don't force it."

It happened that the knife in Nima's hand was almost sharpened. After thinking about it, he nodded and walked towards the cowshed. Not long after, he led a cow out. Looking at the round belly of the yak, he must have been full. , a thick hemp rope was put on the two corners and pulled out.

"Brother Qian, do you need to make some preparations? The best way for us to kill yaks here is to suffocate them, so that the yaks will not be wasted to the greatest extent. However, that is too troublesome now. Generally, there is no need for three or five. A big man can't do it, so now old masters use a screwdriver to pierce the spine, and the cow can be released in one go."

Nima said and drew the position of the pen, and even explained the operation carefully. Logically speaking, they in the plateau snow area should not discuss this matter like this. After all, they respect life very much, but Qian Dong is still very fond of Nima. It’s important, so I’m willing to explain it.

The so-called suffocation actually means tying the yak's four hooves together using a special technique, putting the cow's head on an iron frame with a strong rope, and three or five strong men pulling the rope that ties the yak's hooves.

By tightening the body and tying the four hooves together, the yak will be unable to stand still and will naturally fall down. Its neck is tied to the iron frame, and the yak's own weight is used to directly suffocate it to death. To put it simply, the yak's own weight is used. strangle it to death.

Such a process takes a certain amount of time, and one or two people cannot hold the rope. The second method is to destroy the spinal nerves and fall to the ground instantly. However, this behavior is very dangerous. If you are not a master, it may anger the yak and cause violent injuries. people.

"No need to tie me up, brother Nima, are you ready?"

Qian Dong walked around the yak twice. This yak was very well-raised and weighed about [-] kilograms. After looking at it for a while and wondering where to start, Qian Dong asked Nima.

"what?"

Nima didn't understand. She didn't know why Qian Dong asked.

"I mean, are you ready to bleed the cow?"

Qian Dong replied with a smile, then stood in front of the yak without looking at Nima, but took a few steps back.

During a casual chat, he and Mr. Hu Fengjun talked about what was the most powerful thing when using bare hands. Of course, both of them agreed. The third was fists, and the second was palms, because palms are usually used to hit. When you hit someone, only the area about the size of a coin where your palm sits has the greatest power when hitting others. It is closest to the wrist and has the least contact with the hitting location, so it is naturally the most powerful.

And the number one ranking is only fingering. The number one lethality of fingering is not just for ordinary people, but for the amazing penetrating power of fingering after professional training. In the words of senior Hu Fengjun, when fingering is practiced to a high level, it is It can be done by putting your fingers together, poking at a cow, and then poking into the cow's body alive and clawing out the cow's spine.

Now Qian Dong wants to try the same thing, but before that, there is still one step that needs to be completed.

"Drink...ha...bang~"

I saw Qian Dong stomping his feet hard, his body caught the force, and he jumped forward. At the same time, he raised his right palm high and sent it towards the yak head. It was the force of Bajiquan and the split palm technique. .

The so-called eight poles and robes make it difficult for gods to resist. Under this blow, the head of the yak that was still grazing instantly sank. Then the yak stood unsteadily, knelt down directly on all four limbs, and slowly fell down.

Nima on the side hadn't recovered yet. Just when he was about to ask a question, he saw such a shocking scene. You must know that if the yak breaks away during slaughtering, the reason why they choose to call the police is because the police have guns. Call the police. Afterwards, the police would shoot the yak with guns.

This is the first time in his life that he has seen someone knocking a thousand kilogram yak to the ground with one palm, and killing it with one blow. There was no delay, and it was not very bloody. Only the inside of the yak's eyes and nose was There was a faint colorless liquid flowing out, which was because the brain had been drained by Qian Dong.

The palm struck by Qian Dong just now used all his strength. Not only was the cow's head injured, but its neck was also broken. Qian Dong was worried that he would not be able to kill the yak with one blow. After all, the skull is the hardest. parts.

"Honey, the next scene is a bit bloody...,"

Qian Dong looked at Gong Yan and motioned for her to cover Dawa's eyes. It was unnecessary to slap the cow's head with his palm just now. It was not bloody, and killing him with one blow was not cruel. Dawa saw that it was okay, but next Qian Dong wants to try removing his spine with his bare hands, so it would be better to block it a little.

After Qian Dong finished speaking, he came to the back of the yak and stood on a dragon-shaped stake. His arms were downward and aligned with the spine. His right hand was in the shape of a palm, and his fingers were about half a foot away from the yak.

"Drink~~"

Qian Dong exerted force in the shape of a dragon, moved his fingers forward, and suddenly poked the yak's back skin. His fingers used force and penetrated into the meat with the yak skin and hair.

Unfortunately, the cowhide was too tough. Qian Dong had used all his strength to prevent his fingers from breaking under the protection of Youqi, but he did not break the yak hide.

So as soon as he finished exerting his force, Qian Dong noticed the toughness of the cowhide, and immediately changed his strategy. He changed his fingers into grasping ones, in the shape of a dragon's claw, and suddenly grabbed the yak's spine and pulled it back violently.

"Hiss~pop..."

The yak fell to the ground, and its black fur was pulled outward by Qian Dong's force. Then Qian Dong exerted force with his fingers, and Qian Dong grabbed a piece of it, including the skin, flesh, and spine, and was picked up by Qian Dong. Pull off.

The "hissing" sound is the sound when the yak skin is separated from the fat, and the "pop" sound is the sound of the yak skin being pulled back and rebounding.

After waiting for a while, Qian Dong saw a stream of blood flowing out of the wound on the yak's back.

To be honest, the effect of this was a bit beyond Qian Dong's expectation. Logically speaking, senior Hu Fengjun said that someone could puncture the cowhide, grab the spine, and then grab a section, so he should have no problem.

But he didn't expect that what others were talking about was a scalper, and it was a calf less than one year old.

Qian Dong was lucky. The first thing he got started with was a yak, and it was a very long-haired yak. ​​This yak was still three and a half years old. If Qian Dong hadn't used his finger strength enough to grab a piece of the yak skin alive, he would have almost done it just now. Made a fool of myself.

(End of this chapter)