My 1995 Small Farm

  Chapter 566 Monkey Killing Weapon

   "Huh? Going to the mountains in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid that the old tiger will eat you?!"

  Wang Zhenzhen opened her mouth wide in surprise. This girl is fearless during the day, but after dark, she is as honest as a quail.

   Of course it wasn't just her.

  The little dolls here are basically like this.

  This is related to the fact that the mountain side used all kinds of mountain spirits and ghosts to scare them since childhood.

   "I have two real tigers, A Fu and A Shou, so what are you afraid of?" Chen Ling glanced at him.

  At this time, Ruirui saw her aunt coming back, so she ran over with short legs, stretched her head and looked at Wang Zhenzhen's hands.

  Because every time Wang Zhenzhen comes back from playing outside, he always brings some gadgets, or insects and grasshoppers, or beautiful butterflies and dragonflies, which he likes very much.

  Seeing that Wang Zhenzhen was empty-handed, he frowned in disappointment, looked at Chen Ling, then at Wang Susu, and complained, "My aunt is not good."

  Wang Zhenzhen immediately squatted down fiercely and yanked his mouth: "Chou Ruirui, if you learn to be naughty, everyone will be naughty."

Then I remembered that I was waiting for someone to play hide-and-seek, and when I came back, I didn’t touch the cicada monkey or something, so I put down the milk baby in my hand, and said with a small face in a panic: "Sister, sister Du Juan, we really met a female ghost, it’s scary gone."

  Wang Susu immediately taught her seriously: "It's really dark, it's late at night, don't talk about this at home."

  Rui Rui is still young, and she still has a baby in her belly.

  What kind of ghosts and gods are you talking about this night? It sounds unlucky.

"Oh well."

  The little girl was actually scared, uneasy, and wanted to find comfort.

  Chen Ling said: "There is a tiger in our house. The tiger is the king of the mountain. No one dares to come to the house of the king of the mountain. Be obedient and don't be afraid.

   Besides, our Xiaobai is so powerful, with those bull's eyes staring at him, he has to be afraid of any weird stuff. "

   After hearing this, she really looked better.

   "Then brother-in-law will go to the mountains in the middle of the night without Ah Fu and Ah Shou? There are so many strange things in the mountains this year, even old pig spirits. I don't know what there are."

   "Don't bring Ah Fu and Ah Shou, what are we afraid of if we have a gun, besides, it's not like I haven't killed that old pig spirit before." Chen Ling raised his brows, as if he didn't care at all.

  In fact, he just took advantage of the late night to go to the animal track outside Nanshan to squat the yellow-throated mink.

   There is no need to bring the tiger to make too much noise.

  Wang Susu heard him, and gave him a white look: "Look at your brother-in-law, you don't talk about it outside, but you start to show off at home again."

  Du Juan snickered beside him.

   After laughing, he asked him: "Didn't Fugui say that the village wants to watch young people recently? Why do you want to go to the mountains again, and you have to pick the middle of the night?"

   "Go to the mountain to squat on the mountain scorpion. This mountain scorpion has ghosts and spirits. I don't understand it. I want to find out."

  Chen Ling briefly talked about the strangeness of the yellow-throated marten, which really aroused the curiosity of the two and one, and hurriedly began to question him.

   At this time, the chicken soup was just finished stewing, and Chen Ling finished baking the last two pancakes, and after serving them to the table, the family began to talk in detail about the yellow-throated marten they met in the mountains while eating.

  He also talked about the rumors he heard from Liu Guangli in Jinmen Village.

  Eat wild boars, eat war horses, the small ones are like cats, but they can hunt such big prey.

  If it weren’t for the fact that after listening to it, Wang Susu and the others would have been terrified when they knew that this evil little beast could be restrained by the falcon.

  This thing sounds too evil.

  …

   That night.

   In the middle of the night, at three o'clock in the morning, Chen Ling quietly got up and rushed back to the village one by one.

  Dawn and dusk are the most active time period for wild beasts in the mountains.

  The outskirts of the mountain are close to the village, and the small animal road here is also very lively.

  Chen Ling put on a coir raincoat and bamboo hat made by Dongtian to cover up his human scent, then left the little green horse in the Old River Bend, and walked into the mountain alone amidst the croaking of frogs and owls.

  For Chen Ling, his vision at night was not hindered, and these small animal paths in the mountains were easy to find.

  Nothing else, I have encountered these animal paths many times when I took the dog into the mountains during the day, and I already knew where they were. The footprints and feces of various small animals appeared together, and there were basically one or two such small animal paths on every mountain.

  The nearest small animal track in Nanshan near Laohe Bend is in the southwest of Nanshan, in a shallow and gentle soil ditch washed out by water.

  Due to the frequent movement of small animals in the soil ditch, the grass and trees were flattened and became sparse. Compared with other places, there were a lot of fallen leaves. There was a thick layer of leaves on the ground, mixed with weeds, green and yellow, and looked messy.

  Only on both sides of the soil ditch, the plants grow lushly, but they are still dominated by small trees and bushes as thick as two fingers.

  Chen Ling came here cautiously, found a place with raised rocks and vigorous bushes on the side of the ditch, squatted down, and hid in it.

  Began to wait patiently.

   Arrived here from the county seat at more than three o'clock in the morning, and it is already early four o'clock in the morning.

   This time has just passed the busiest time in the mountains, and he specifically avoided the busiest time.

   Jackals, tigers and leopards began to subside at this time.

  In the past, there were wolves in the mountains, but when there were few large wild animals, the villagers came to the mountains early to pick mushrooms and medicinal materials.

  Know that it is safer at this time.

   And Chen Ling is based on the hunter's experience.

  According to Liu Guangli, during this period of time, after the foraging of jackals, tigers and leopards is over, it is time for those small animals to come out to move around, and the hunting time of yellow-throated martens this season is also mostly here.

   It is suggested that Chen Ling choose this time period to squat.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the sound of "rustling" sounded. Amidst the noisy crowing of frogs and the bleak hooting of owls, a porcupine with a bald front like a big mouse and a bush of long thorns on its back was walking with small steps. Shortlegs came.

  It didn't even look at Chen Ling's direction, nor did it lower its head to look for food, it just walked in a hurry and concentrated on its journey.

   Soon he went from north to south along the ditch, leaving Chen Ling with a **** full of thorns.

   Immediately after, it didn't take long, about three or four minutes passed, and a wild boar turned from the forest to this animal path.

  First, a slightly bigger sow came over, sniffing non-stop in all directions of the animal path with her nose up.

  Three thin, semi-big wild boars that had just faded their yellow hair and were not put on fat appeared slowly behind them. They either lowered their heads and sniffed, or looked up, and walked slowly behind the big pigs.

  After the wild boar, there is the barking deer, that is, the rhubarb deer, with a goat-like body and short antlers on the top of its head. It walks alone, sniffing and walking past on the ground.

   Then there is a badger.

   Behind the badger, there is another hedgehog. After the hedgehog is finished, it is a weasel running and jumping fast.

   There were even raccoon cats and local dogs running from the village appearing one after another.

   Except for the wild boar, these small animals all appeared alone, even the raccoon cat and the native dog.

  They should all just come out for food.

  When they walked on the animal road, they appeared one after another on this road one by one, just like people walking on a highway.

   Then it was methodical, no one affected anyone, each of them passed here quickly.

  The animal path, in some respects, is similar to the animal highway in the mountains.

   There are only big and small roads, large animal paths and small animal paths.

   Among them, the wild boars are the most special ones, running back and forth between the big beast path and the small beast path, and they often open up their own animal path.

  But today the wild boar is not the protagonist, otherwise it would be simple.

   Fortunately, Chen Ling waited and waited, and finally when it was almost five o'clock in the morning, when the mountains and forests were slightly bright, a yellow-throated marten arrived.

  The appearance of this yellow-throated marten looks almost the same as that of a weasel. It comes running and jumping with its thick and long tail.

   But its appearance looks weirder than that of a weasel. The inverted triangle black face and green eyes make its face even more fierce and terrifying.

  When it came near where Chen Ling was, it suddenly stood upright and looked around.

  In the past two days, I heard too many stories about the yellow-throated marten, and Chen Ling was also taken aback, thinking that it had found itself.

   After waiting patiently for a while, he realized that it was wild monkeys fleeing in panic from the foot of the mountain. Under the slightly bright morning light of the forest, Chen Ling saw that the group of wild monkeys were obviously injured.

  I thought to myself, the village started to look green last night, and this group of wild monkeys probably went down the mountain to steal corn and got beaten.

   I was thinking so.

  When the yellow-throated marten saw the wild monkey, its eyes changed instantly, and it uttered a unique and sharp cry. It rushed towards the rear of the monkey group without fear, and a monkey who was injured and left alone rushed over.

  The group of monkeys only cared about escaping, and didn't care about their injured companions.

   At this moment, Chen Ling was surprised to find that another yellow-throated marten appeared beside the animal path.

  It seems to be very relieved of its companions who are going to fight the monkey one-on-one, and the old **** is watching the show.

In terms of size, the yellow-throated marten is obviously not as good as a monkey. The yellow-throated marten is only the size of a house cat, but its weight is not as heavy as that of an ordinary house cat. It is no more than six or seven catties at most, including the length of the tail. Close to one meter.

  It is much smaller than the wild monkey.

  But the yellow-throated marten is very dexterous, even though it is inconspicuous. It is far more agile than the monkey, and quickly ran behind the monkey.

   Opened his mouth and bit the wild monkey's neck, instantly killing the monkey.

  Then the yellow-throated marten who was watching the theater dragged his thick tail forward, and lay down on the wild monkey to find good meat to eat.

   "Fuck, kill a monkey so quickly, or single-handedly? This is simply a weapon for killing monkeys!"

  Chen Ling knew that he still hadn't found out what happened to the yellow-throated marten, but seeing this scene with his own eyes, he still couldn't help being shocked and excited.

   "Such a fierce little thing."

  Chen Ling's eyes were shining brightly, and he was no longer in the mood to explore how the yellow-throated marten hunted prey bigger than himself, what kind of squinting skills.

  He just wants to catch a few of them and take them back, so he is not allowed to study them.

  But I just want to take out the bait from the cave to lure them over.

  I saw a male monkey coming back the same way. It seemed that he found the female monkey alone and came back to save the female monkey.

  This male monkey was not injured.

   Baring his teeth and yelling '嗤嗤', he bared his teeth and claws and parried at the two yellow-throated martens.

  The two yellow-throated martens did not panic at all.

  The yellow-throated marten that hunted monkeys did not move.

   Changed to the yellow-throated marten that watched the show before and went up to meet the male monkey.

  The yellow-throated marten is not stupid, and has no advantage in size. It seems to meet it, but in fact it does not go head-on with the monkey.

   Instead, dragging its long tail, it nimbly and swiftly jumped and moved around the male monkey.

  The monkey waved its arm to scratch the yellow-throated marten with its paws, but the yellow-throated marten easily avoided the monkey's attack and continued to look for opportunities to fight back. It pushed the monkey to the ground several times and tried to bite it.

   It's hard to imagine that such a small gadget can really bring down a monkey one-on-one.

   Fortunately, the male monkey has the upper body and weight. With no injuries and good health, the yellow-throated marten has been unable to attack single-handedly for a long time.

   But what can be seen is.

  The frequency of monkey attacks and counterattacks is getting lower and lower.

  Obviously, just as Liu Guangli said, this male monkey became like many people saw, not knowing how to fight back or run away, but eagerly avoiding the attack of the yellow-throated marten.

  The action is getting slower and slower.

   "I smelled it. It really wasn't blinding my eyes, but some kind of stench released by the yellow-throated marten's scent glands."

   Chen Ling shrugged his nose, smelling a special stench, and took the opportunity to throw two meat baits in front of him.

   But looking at the battle situation now, it is not as exaggerated as I and others thought.

  Even if the male monkey was affected by the stench and slowed down his attacks, it would be difficult for a yellow-throated marten to take down the opponent. Soon the yellow-throated marten who was biting the female monkey came to help.

  One pushed the male monkey to the ground, and the other bit the male monkey's neck, and killed the monkey who came to the rescue within a few strokes.

   Killing the male monkey is not yet time to share the spoils.

  Because of the situation here, a little muntjac who just appeared on the animal path was quite frightened.

  Little deer, as the smallest local deer, is about the size of a newborn lamb.

Small in stature and extremely timid, he only dared to stay on the hill where he was born and circled around in his life, and dared not go to other places. sheep'.

  Such a timid thing, facing the ferociousness of two yellow-throated minks, this little deer was frightened and panicked.

   He wanted to turn around and run away, but suddenly, like a backflip, he rolled in the air and fell to the ground.

  Little deer had short front legs and relatively long hind legs. Now, in a panic, he was flopping on the ground, as if his four legs were cramped, and he couldn't stand up no matter how he moved.

   It's like a person who is overly frightened and doesn't know which foot to take.

   It seemed to be having a convulsion again, rolling all over the floor.

   Surprised by two yellow-throated minks into this virtue.

  The two yellow-throated martens were attracted to them all at once, and they were originally here for the little muntjac.

   But when they passed by Chen Ling, they smelled a tempting smell, and hurriedly stopped to sniff around like two big yellow mice, looking for the source of the smell.

   After a while, he forgot about the little deer and got into the bushes.

   This time into the bushes, the branches are so dense and the gaps are small.

   No matter whether they are Huang Daxian or Diao Daxian, they can't escape Chen Ling's palm.

  So they disappeared out of thin air before they ate the delicious meat bait.

   "Grandma, squatting on such a small gadget is no less than watching a big show."

  Chen Ling untied his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then walked slowly to the little deer.

The little deer was already overly frightened, but now that he saw such a huge monster as Chen Ling approaching, he immediately kicked his hind legs in fright, but couldn't use his front legs, and turned over all of a sudden on the side **** of the ditch He hit two rolls on the top and rolled down the ditch.

  Chen Ling clicked his tongue for a while: "Tsk, I don't have the heart to take you back to eat you if you're so timid and mess around."

   Ask for a monthly ticket again

  (end of this chapter)