My 1995 Small Farm

   "Damn it, is this **** really a mountain dog? Isn't it a weasel?"

   "Is Shan Yizi so fierce?"

  Everyone was shocked when they saw such a brutal scene.

   Mainly a bit creepy.

   This guy lives in the deep mountains and old forests, and a group of small weasel-like beasts are actually hunting a big wild boar known for its rampage.

  Everyone, including Lynx, has a sense of absurdity of seeing ghosts in daylight.

Chen Ling also felt that this scene was a bit sinister, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Most of the mountain dogs here are in the deep mountains, or they come out at night... In this case, I don't know why I'll ask my father-in-law when I go back, or go to Jinmen Village and ask Uncle Guangli and the others."

  Shan Yizi, that is, yellow-throated mink.

  They are quite similar to weasels, with small inverted triangular heads, furry round ears, bright yellow throat spots on their chests, long and strong tails, and are slightly larger than weasels in size.

   About the size of a domestic cat.

  The yellow-throated marten is like an enlarged version of the weasel, except that the colors are brighter and different.

   But as Chen Ling said, the yellow-throated marten is still rare.

   Or even if they saw it, people wouldn't take it to heart.

  The meat is not tasty, and the skin cannot be sold, and it is not even as valuable as squirrel skin, so naturally we don't pay much attention to them.

  When everyone was talking in a low voice.

  Ah Fu and A Shou The eyes of the two tigers and a group of dogs have been staring at the group of cheerful yellow-throated martens eating wild boars, and their throats kept making low growls.

  In the end, the more they watched, the more manic they became. The two tigers roared, and couldn't help but jumped out and rushed down.

  The group of dogs also barked and rushed down the mountain.

   Tigers are fierce and dogs are evil.

   According to this battle, it was replaced by other wild beasts, and they were scared out of their wits and fled away.

   But these yellow-throated martens are surprisingly bold.

   I was only taken aback at the very beginning, panicked for a moment, made a sharp and thin chirping sound, and there was a little commotion.

   But then, when they saw clearly that Ah Fu and Ah Shou and the group of dogs were coming towards them, they stood on top of the big wild boar in anger one by one, and stood upright.

  Tightly guard their prey.

   Grinning ferociously at the two tigers and the pack of dogs.

  Good guy, this is a tiger.

  They didn't even run, and they didn't look scared at all.

   He even dared to grin his teeth.

  This arrogant and provocative gesture.

  For a young tiger like Ah Fu Ah Shou, how could he bear it.

   With a loud roar, he rushed over aggressively.

  The yellow-throated minks let out a "squeak" scream when they saw this, and immediately dispersed.

  But they disperse and disperse, and they are still reluctant to escape. They jump up and down around the tigers and dogs, shuttling back and forth, taking advantage of their small size, and want to look for opportunities to fight back.

  Ah Fu and A Shou have uncertain tempers, how can they bear this kind of repeated provocations, they are instantly furious, their eyes are red, they use their paws to catch a yellow-throated mink, and then they start whining, roaring, biting and killing.

  The dogs were also enraged, and they rushed and bit the little yellow beasts one after another.

  When the number and size are not dominant.

  The yellow-throated martens finally knew that this group of opponents was not easy to mess with.

   One by one, they fled, slipping fast, and soon disappeared into the forest.

  Ah Fu and Ah Shou are still angry and want to chase after him.

  Chen Ling, who was being chased down the mountain, stopped in time.

   "Male Gobi, why is this mountain dog so fierce, he dares to bark his teeth when he sees a tiger? Don't be so smart!"

  Chen Yubin and his brothers swallowed their saliva, and they couldn't help but chug again.

  Chen Ze heard the words and slapped each of the brothers on the back of the head: "Don't be so good all the time, this is in the mountains, it makes people panic."

   "I don't want to talk nonsense, mainly because this matter is too wicked."

   Everyone murmured to each other, and they were really surprised and absurd at what happened just now.

  If it’s a pack of wolves, or a pack of Shiba Gouzi, no matter what, a pack of wild boars is also fine. If you dare to confront a tiger, you won’t be surprised.

   The key is a pack of weasel-like little things.

   It's fine not to run when you encounter a tiger, but you dare to fight back.

  Everyone has to find it weird and abnormal.

  According to the words of the village, these things are a bit evil.

   Not to mention, just according to the performance of those yellow-throated martens just now, they are indeed more evil than weasels.

   After all, those stories about the weasel are legends.

   This stuff really happened right under the eyes of everyone.

   "It's okay, don't be afraid, we still have guns... If we see this thing again later, don't say anything, just shoot."

  Chen Ling said as he walked up to the big wild boar with the bobcat.

  This wild boar was covered in wounds, bitten and bleeding holes everywhere, especially under the belly which was rotten badly.

  The two squatted down to take a closer look, and Chen Ling couldn't help but said, "These little things are really **** good at picking good meat to eat."

   "That's for sure. These mountain dogs are small in size and have a small appetite. They must eat meat from a good place. Isn't your second bald man just like this?"

  The boar cat picked the hind legs of the wild boar with a knife.

   "This pig is skinny, it's a sick pig, or it's a wounded pig, and this group of mountain pigs have a chance to attack."

   Chen Ling hummed, and went to pick up the yellow-throated martens that the tigers and dogs had killed with Chen Ze and the others.

   I have to say that the teeth of this group of yellow-throated minks are really powerful.

  The wild boar skin was so thick that they gnawed on it and the whole body was bloody.

   So much so that Chen Ling and the others couldn't find where the wild boar's old wound was.

   But it doesn't matter.

   These do not affect judgment.

   Although no old wounds could be found on this wild boar.

  But the stench emanating from the wild boar proved that there was definitely something wrong with this pig.

   "This pig is really not good. Generally, boars have this head, and basically they weigh about 350 catties.

  If this pig is not injured or sick, and it weighs 350 catties in a serious manner, I don't think these mountain dogs can kill it.

   What a pity! It's a pity that this is a wounded pig and a sick pig.

   Not eaten by wolves, tigers and leopards.

   In the end, he was bitten to death by these little things. "

   Lynx sighed.

   Only when a wild boar weighs more than three hundred and fifty catties can it be called a big wild boar.

   This kind of big wild boar runs rampant in the mountains, and if there is no accident, it has few natural enemies.

   Unless the injury leads to various problems of disability.

  Generally all kinds of wild animals, such as jackals and leopards, would not regard this kind of big wild boar as a hunting target.

   "Let's go, let's go. Such a sick pig is not worth wanting, and the meat can't be taken on the road after it's thawed, it's too smelly."

   "It's true, it smells like a nose, and it's hot, so I'm too lazy to ask for it."

  Everyone thinks it stinks, but Ah Fu and Ah Shou and a bunch of dogs are very interested.

   "Come on, we smell stinky, but they think they are delicious. If we weren't full just now, we might have a bite or two in the morning."

  Chen Ze and the others laughed, thinking that the two tigers and the dogs were greedy for the wild boar.

  Chen Ling and Bobcat could tell that they were not interested in this smelly wild boar, but were very interested in hunting wild boars.

   There is no need to say more about the group of dogs. In the past two years, he often followed Heiwa Xiaojin to hunt pigs many times.

  Don’t talk about seeing wild boars. When you enter the forest, you will be excited when you smell the smell of wild boars.

  As for Ah Fu and Ah Shou, the first time he tasted the blood of fresh prey was the wild boar that broke in when he was filming the tiger fighting scene at night.

  So the memory of the taste of wild boar blood is too deep, it is simply the trigger to stimulate their hunting instinct, and it is the enlightenment of their initial awakening of hunting consciousness.

  So they are more excited to see wild boars than these dogs.

  This is why they were so angry when they saw the group of yellow-throated minks hunting wild boars and enjoying wild boar.

   Sure enough.

  Chen Ling's feeling was right.

   Not long after that, a herd of wild boars was found at a mountain pass.

   This herd of wild boars is all sows and young wild boars.

  When they saw the tiger and so many dogs, they turned and ran without any hesitation.

  That reaction was in stark contrast to the previous group of yellow-throated martens.

  The more they ran, the more excited the tiger and the dogs became.

   Even the growls and barks became louder.

  For a while, the dogs followed the two tigers to outflank the wild boars.

   It looks like a hunt by a group of tigers and dogs.

   But in fact, as the recognized king of the mountain, once the tiger lets go of the hunt, its speed and ferocity are unmatched by the local dogs in the village.

  The herd of wild boars hadn't run far.

  The two tigers are like two yellow tornadoes, sweeping across the border, fiercely and fiercely rushing into the pigs.

   Some wild boars were rushing up the hillside, but Ah Fu and Ah Shou threw their paws on the back, rolled to the side and killed them.

   There is no need for anyone to follow at all.

   And they are different from other wild tigers.

   Their hunting is pure hunting.

   If caught, it will be killed. Unlike a wild tiger, it has no intention of eating it.

   After killing a wild boar, turn around and catch the next one.

   Clean and neat, without any muddle.

  Someone wanted to shoot wild boars at first.

  But after seeing this scene, he quickly put away the gun.

   Such an exciting and addictive tiger hunting, most people will never see it in their lifetime, let alone experience it personally.

   If you shoot and disturb, it will destroy the atmosphere too much.

   Indeed, it is right not to shoot at this time.

  Ah Fu Ah Shou was stimulated by the blood, and his eyes were already red. It was the time when the Vietnam War was intensifying.

  Even the dogs were led along, one by one daring to bite the wild boar.

  Some wild boars are directly hung with four or five dogs, unable to move.

   Wait for Ah Fu Ah Shou to come over and kill him with one blow.

  Wild boar skin generally cannot be broken by dogs, and cannot cause fatal injuries to wild boars.

   Tigers are different.

  As the overlords in the mountains, they have few things they cannot deal with.

   Chase all the way and escape all the way.

  Until the wild boar was forced to cross a deep stream and break into a wetland swamp.

   At this time, Chen Ling called back the overly excited tiger.

  Looking back and calculating, nearly half of the entire herd of wild boars, large and small, were more than 20 wild boars were hunted and killed by tigers.

   Don't think this number is an exaggeration.

   It’s still the same sentence, when the tiger is not for food, but only aims at killing prey, and devotes itself to hunting without distraction.

   Simply don't be too scary.

   What's more, there is no big boar in this herd of wild boars.

   All sows and piglets.

   Restricted by gender.

  The largest female wild boar is only three hundred catties.

   And this kind of big sow is too rare.

  Generally, the female wild boars in the mountains are mostly about two hundred catties.

  A sow of this size is slightly taller and thicker than the village dogs.

   Not as tall and mighty as Big Tooth Pig.

  So tiger hunting is extremely simple.

  When the dogs see this kind of pig, none of them will be afraid, and they will all rush forward. As long as they are fierce enough, they can easily hold the pig and make it immobile.

   Just wait for the tiger to come and give the fatal blow.

   "A big bumper harvest, a big bumper harvest, more than a dozen wild boars, big and small, plus those eight sika deer, our harvest today is really good."

   "Yeah, I think we can take tigers to the mountains for a few times, so we don't have to watch the tigers this year."

   "Hahaha, I think so too, there are tigers living in our village, let's see who dares to go down the mountain and harm the crops."

   "..."

  If there is a good harvest, everyone will smile and be very happy.

  Ah Fu and Ah Shou busily dragged the wild boars back to Chen Ling, then held up the two big tiger heads, half-closed their eyes, and looked extremely arrogant.

   This is asking for credit and waiting for Chen Ling to touch them.

   Not to mention, after the battle, the blood-stained two colorful tigers really became majestic.

   There is simply no way to get in touch with that lively and playful little tiger.

   Chen Ling laughed when he saw this, and while stroking them vigorously, he praised: "Ah Fu and A Shou are really amazing, they were so majestic just now."

  The two of them immediately became handsome for less than three seconds when they heard the compliment.

  Like two big dogs in tiger skins, sticking out their tongues, they rubbed and licked around Chen Ling for a while, and even jumped up and buried their big heads in Chen Ling's arms, whining and coquettish.

  Bobcat watched from the side, envy almost overflowing in his eyes.

  Chen Ze, Chen Yuqiang and other young people in the village were also full of admiration, saying that Fugui really did not live in vain in his life.

   "It's time to go home. If it's later, not only the prey will have to deal with troublesome things, but we will also have to spend the night in the mountains."

  Chen Ling was quite sober. It was getting dark early in the mountains, and they had already gone deep at this time.

   There are still so many wild boars that have to be taken back, otherwise even if they are disemboweled, the meat will soon stink and deteriorate, and they will not be able to eat tomorrow.

   Still have to get it back quickly.

  But at this moment, a sharp and flustered wild boar howled suddenly passed by everyone's ears, and the dogs immediately barked wildly, the barking was frighteningly loud.

  Ah Fu and A Shou also opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

  Their direction is the direction of the swampy wetland where wild boars fled.

  The lynx climbed onto a tree nimbly with a few swishes like a monkey, stood on it and looked in that direction.

  When he saw this, he almost fell from the tree, hugged the tree branch and exaggeratedly shouted: "My mother, what's going on in your mountains this year, why are there some weird things everywhere."

   "Ah? What's the matter again? It's getting dark, don't scare people!"

"Who's scaring you? There was a pig yelling just now. Something in the swamp over there dragged a wild boar down...Grandma, this place really can't stay here, I'm so scared, go back quickly. "