Reborn Wild Boar: What's wrong with eating a few single people?

Boar Ridge.

Zhu Ganglie, who left Heishi Village, returned to the mountains and forests near Yezhu Ridge.

Although Yezhu Ridge has been completely burned by a fire, several hills near Yezhu Ridge have not been affected by the fire and can barely survive.

The reason why Zhu Ganglie continued to stay in the forest near Yezhu Ridge was naturally not because he wanted to stay here for a long time, but because he was waiting for the hunter to appear.

On this day, the sky turned slightly white, and the sun just showed its head in the distance, when a burst of crazy barking of hunting dogs came from the forest near Yeboar Ridge.

The sounds came and went, echoing throughout the mountain forest, making the docile little animals nearby tremble.

In a dark, nameless cave, there was a hint of bloody demonic energy escaping from the cave, making no living beings around the cave dare to approach within a mile of the cave, as if this was a place of death.

In the mountain forest, a middle-aged hunter wearing coarse linen clothes carried a long knife at his waist and a fierce bow in his hand, walking cautiously on the path in the forest.

His steps were light and agile, with a sense of alertness and caution in every step.

The middle-aged hunter looked at the surrounding environment with vigilant eyes, seeming to be looking for some target.

From time to time, he would squat down and carefully observe the traces of beasts and feces remaining on the ground, trying to get some useful information from them.

Beside him, a large, sturdy black dog shuttled back and forth among the nearby bushes, shaking its head and sniffing here and there, appearing extremely active.

Its nose kept sniffing the ground, seemingly curious about everything around it.

"What bad luck!"

The middle-aged man cursed in a low voice: "How come Wild Boar Ridge was burned down by fire for no reason? I can't even find a wild boar because of this, and I have to try my luck in this place where birds don't poop."

As he spoke, he continued to walk forward, secretly praying in his heart that he could find some prey here, otherwise this trip would be in vain.

The middle-aged hunter was following the footprints of the beast while secretly cursing: "Could it be that we were hit by sky fire some time ago, which caused the entire Wild Boar Ridge to be ignited by sky fire and burned down all at once?"

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the beast excrement on the ground, put it under his nose and smelled it, and continued to speculate in his mind about the reason why Ye Boar Ridge was burned.

The middle-aged hunter is a hunter from Qingniu Village, twenty miles northeast of Yezhu Ridge, named He Dazhu.

Qingniu Village and Heishi Village face each other across the mountains, about fifty miles apart.

Because there is Wild Boar Ridge in between, although the villagers of the two villages have heard of the existence of the other village, the villagers have rarely interacted with each other, so naturally they are not aware of the tragic events that have happened in Blackstone Village in recent times.

Yeboar Ridge and the nearby mountains and forests are basically the common hunting grounds of the two villages. The hunters in the village basically make a living by hunting wild boars and other wild animals in the Yeboar Ridge.

He Dazhu is one of them. He often goes into Yeboar Ridge to hunt alone.

Early this morning, He Dazhu entered the Wild Boar Ridge as usual, carrying a bow, arrow and hunting knife to look for prey.

However, when he arrived at Yeboar Ridge, he was surprised to find the sight before him - the entire Yeboar Ridge had turned into a scorched earth, the trees were burned to ashes, and the ground was covered with black charcoal ash.

He Dazhu was puzzled. He looked around carefully and found that there was no abnormal sign here.

It is speculated that the disaster may have been caused by a fire attack some time ago.

But in any case, this once vibrant forest no longer exists, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to him.

He Dazhu sighed, thinking that he would have one less place to hunt in the future, which would undoubtedly cut off his livelihood.

Now, He Dazhu's wife is pregnant again, and there will be one more person in the family. In order to replenish his wife's health, He Dazhu decided to take a trip to Yeboar Ridge to see if he could hunt some small animals to supplement the family's income.

If you can hunt a wild boar, that would be the best. Then there will be no shortage of meat at home in the next few months.

But it happened that the sky was burning up the mountain, burning Yeboar Ridge, and all the wild beasts living in Yeboar Ridge were gone.

He Dazhu felt very depressed and threw the dried feces in his hand into the grass.

This piece of beast excrement is very dry. It was discharged at least half a month ago and is not very fresh. This also indicates that the nearby beast has left for half a month and cannot be traced at all.

He Dazhu, who could not find any trace of the beast, could only continue heading deeper into the forest.

Half an hour later.

He Dazhu brought the black hound to an inaccessible forest. The trees here are tall and dense, and the bushes grow extremely prosperously.

As soon as he approached the forest, a cold breath hit his face, making He Dazhu shiver involuntarily, and he subconsciously rubbed his hands.

"It's strange, it's obviously broad daylight, why is there such a heavy yin energy in this forest?"

He Dazhu stopped and stared cautiously at the cold forest in front of him. He couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart. It seemed that there was some kind of ferocious and terrifying existence hidden deep in the forest.

As an experienced hunter, He Dazhu often travels through various deep mountains and old forests. His perception is very keen and he is convinced of his intuition.

At this time, his eyes narrowed slightly, shining with vigilance, staring closely at the cold forest ahead.

Suddenly, He Dazhu softly called to the hunting dog beside him: "General, go to the woods to see the situation."

After hearing what He Dazhu said, the black hound known as the General immediately lowered its head and tucked its tail between its legs, lying at He Dazhu's feet, whimpering faintly, with a trace of fear in its brown eyes.

Seeing this, He Dazhu's expression changed, and he immediately had a bad idea in his mind.

Is there a beast in this forest?

As a hound that He Dazhu has raised for nearly six years, the General has already begun to understand human nature. Ordinary beasts can't scare the General. Only when facing extremely ferocious beasts will he behave like this.

He Dazhu is not stupid. With his current ability, encountering a beast is basically the same as sending himself to death. His wife and children are still waiting for him to go home! He just wants to hunt wild boars, forest deer, and at the very least, pheasants, hares, etc.

As for large animals such as beasts, it is better to stay away from them as much as possible.

Thinking of this, He Dazhu bent down and patted the trembling general lying at his feet, stroking him comfortingly for a few times, then turned around without hesitation and returned to the original path, leaving this gloomy and terrifying forest.

When He Dazhu's figure gradually disappeared in the depths of the jungle not far away, a huge black pig shadow as strong as a calf slowly walked out of the dark forest.

The black shadow's pair of black pig eyes flashed with bloodthirsty cold light, staring coldly at He Dazhu's departing back, and then followed him quietly.

This mysterious black pig shadow was Zhu Ganglie who had been entrenched nearby for several days.

Because he had always wanted to find out the specific location of another village, Zhu Ganglie did not easily attack the hunter just now, but chose the strategy of letting the line play a long game to catch big fish.

In the mountains and forests near Wild Boar Ridge, He Dazhu's luck was quite good.

Since He Dazhu left the forest full of weird atmosphere, he found that the number of wild beasts around him had increased significantly.

Not only that, he also successfully shot a three-flowered deer, and hunted two hares and a pheasant, which can be said to be a full harvest.

As time passed, the sun gradually set and dusk was about to fall.

Realizing that it was getting late, He Dazhu no longer lingered in the forest, and quickly carried the prey he had hunted this time on his shoulders, humming a little song happily, taking brisk steps and rushing towards the village.

The jubilant He Dazhu did not notice that a black shadow flashed in the jungle not far behind him.

The sky was gloomy and the light was very dim, which seemed a bit depressing and dull.

He Dazhu walked alone on the winding mountain road, and a sense of uneasiness surged in his heart, always feeling that a pair of eyes were staring at him in the dark.

He looked back from time to time, but he didn't find anything unusual every time.

Could it be that the gloomy forest he passed before left him with a psychological shadow and made him have some hallucinations?

He Dazhu shook his head, trying to dispel this strange feeling.

In this way, He Dazhu was nervous and cautious all the way. He couldn't help but look back every few steps.

Finally, an hour passed, the sky had completely darkened, the surrounding mountains and forests became pitch black, and the roars of various wild beasts came one after another, which made people shudder.

At this moment, the entrance of Qingniu Village appeared in front of him. He Dazhu came out of the mountains and forests and quickened his pace towards the village.

When he saw the familiar village, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and the weird feeling behind him disappeared.

He Dazhu let out a long sigh, and his figure gradually disappeared in the village buildings.

On a hillside near Qingniu Village, a huge black-haired wild boar stood quietly in the bushes, exuding a terrifying and cold black aura, which made people shudder.

The dark beast eyes flashed with a cold light, and a pair of pig eyes stared indifferently at the village not far away, and a personified sneer gradually appeared at the corners of his mouth.