However, back then, the boars suffered casualties, so they were afraid when they heard gunshots. They would run. Therefore, the villagers used sparrow warfare. Firecrackers were placed in buckets, gongs were struck, and torches were lit. They could basically fend off the attacks of the boars.
But later, guns were banned throughout the country. Be it self-made or anything else, they were all taken back. Without guns in the village, the boars immediately became arrogant. They were a little afraid of firecrackers, torches, gongs, and scarecrows in the beginning, but later on, they realized that these things were useless against them. After getting used to it, the boars treated the foot of the mountain as their own granary. Spring came, summer came, and autumn came. It brought misery to the local commoners.
Therefore, people began setting up traps and poisoning them to deal with the boars.
However, the boars were later listed as protected animals. To hunt them? Yes, one needed to submit for approval and obtain a hunting quota. Only then could they be hunted. As for the quota, it was not easy to obtain. The few that were obtained were like a drop in the bucket for the massive boar herd.
More importantly, the boars had strong reproductive abilities due to their lack of natural enemies. Their reproduction speed far exceeded people's imagination.
Every spring, these animals that had survived the harsh winter in the mountain valley would collectively descend the mountain after starving for a long period of time. This also meant that the villagers were in trouble. Large swaths of their farmland would be lost. The Heaven and Earth Saplings had only just sprouted, and they had yet to bear fruit. However, the boars ignored them. They plowed through them as though they were plowing the ground.
Every year, there would be people injured by the boars. In earlier years, there had even been deaths.
Now, people were truly helpless. They played drums and gongs and set off firecrackers, but they could only leave it to fate. Seeing the boars wreak havoc on their crops, all of them felt their hearts bleed, but there was nothing they could do.
"Abbot, I see the shadows of the boars," said Lone Wolf as he licked his lips. Upon thinking of the boars, Lone Wolf recalled the fat buttocks of the boars. They were all meat! However, their skin was a little tough, making it difficult to eat them.
Fangzheng sighed. "These fellows have harmed the villagers over the years. Let's go down and take a look."
Fangzheng did not have the ability in the past, but now that he had the ability, he naturally could not sit idly by. However, how should he deal with it was a problem. Should he kill the boars? Or should he negotiate with the boars? But with their pig-headed brains, could they communicate?
He trotted all the way down the mountain, but the wild boar army had already retreated. The remaining one or two unlucky boars were tied up with ropes, and a few villagers were capturing them alive.
Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo stood at the side, frowning. Yang Ping was running around, calculating the losses …
"Patrons, is the wild boar here again?" Fangzheng ran over and asked.
Wang Yougui sighed and said, "Yes, it's here again. Every year at this time of the year, it comes to wreak havoc for a while. This was the first wave this year, and there were still more to come. Sigh, the people who got this land this year are really unlucky … "
Tan Juguo also said, "There's nothing we can do now. We can only wait for the quota application from above to kill a few of them and use their blood to suppress these gluttons. Otherwise, all other methods are bullshit! "
"It's difficult. It's not just our village. A few other villages have suffered from the plague of wild boars. They are all applying for quotas, and the higher-ups are having a headache. If we give too much, poachers will come. If we give too little, it won't work, "Wang Yougui said.
"Regardless, we have been fighting these wild boars all our lives. Only blood is useful," said Tan Juguo.
Fangzheng gave a Buddhist proclamation when he heard their conversation. He did not say a word and walked around. He saw many people sitting in the fields wailing. During this period of time, they had been guarding the water pumps day and night, pumping water for irrigation, planting seedlings, and so on. All sorts of money had been thrown into the fields, hoping for a good harvest the next year so that their lives would be better. But the moment the wild boars came, all their hopes were dashed. It was as though their future hopes had been shattered. Who wouldn't be sad?
Fangzheng chanted Amitabha as he walked. Finally, he circled around Mt. One Finger while no one was paying attention and entered the Mt. Tongtian mountain range.
Just as Wang Yougui had said, the Frost Bamboo's roots had already reached the bottom of the mountain. Furthermore, it was growing in the periphery of the Mt. Tongtian mountain range. However, the quality of the Frost Bamboo here was clearly greatly reduced. It did not look good either. Fangzheng even suspected if these guys could survive the harsh winter …
"Jingfa, I'll leave it to you. Find those wild boars for me," Fangzheng took a deep breath and said solemnly.
Lone Wolf immediately said, "Don't worry, Master." Lone Wolf took a whiff of the surroundings and grinned. "These dead boars stink. They are even gathered together. I can smell the stench from a few kilometers away. Master, follow me! "
With that said, Lone Wolf began running.
Fangzheng said with a bitter smile, "Slow down. This Penniless Monk won't be able to catch up to you every time."
Helpless, Lone Wolf could only slow down. By the side, Red Boy said, "Master, return me my divine power. Can't I just fly you over? What's a bunch of wild boars? I can resolve their problems in seconds! "
Fangzheng was tempted when he heard that. Red Boy was a great demon king. He was best at dealing with mountain spirits and wild monsters. Although wild boars were not mountain spirits or wild monsters, they were considered the same species, right?
However, Fangzheng did not agree to anything. All he did was run with his head down. After running for more than two hours, Fangzheng crossed a mountain and entered a col. Indeed, he saw a black mass of things sprawled in front of him. Under the moonlight, he looked carefully and was surprised to see that they were wild boars! These fellows were rolling around in the mud. Some were sprawled in the grass by the side, while others had burrowed into caves.
"Master, what do we do now?" asked Lone Wolf.
Fangzheng said, "Stay here. I'll go take a look. It's best if we can convince them. If not, we'll think of another way. "
Fangzheng was a monk after all. Killing increased negative karma and reduced merit. Fangzheng could not bear to part with his bit of merit.
Lone Wolf, Squirrel, Monkey, and Red Boy watched from afar. Red Boy said, "It's just a bunch of wild boars. Even if I don't use my divine power, I can easily finish them off."
"Fourth Junior Brother is that powerful. I'll tell Master when he returns. Let Fourth Junior Brother do it! "Squirrel looked innocently at Red Boy.
Red Boy immediately blushed as he grunted. "Let's not talk about it. If Master can't do it, wouldn't it mean that Master is very weak if I did?"
Squirrel did not think too much about it as he nodded. "That makes sense."
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