In the beginning, they were indeed idiots. Every time they entered the mountains, the villagers had to enter the mountains to save people. But with the passage of time, these hobbyists began to become smarter. They also grasped certain methods to deal with their prey. Gradually, they switched roles with wild beasts, and from time to time, they would steal rare animals.
In the beginning, these people only hunted to satisfy themselves, to eat, for their fur, or to flaunt.
But now, there were people who developed this into an industrial chain. They began killing for the sake of buying and selling!
This was a serious violation of the law. Unfortunately, the mountains were just too huge. Even the forest rangers could not watch the entire mountain. There would always be fish that slipped through the net. Furthermore, these people came prepared. They often paid large sums of money to hire villagers who were familiar with the area to lead the way. There were a bunch of villagers who did not engage in proper work who specialized in this!
Back then, Dog Song had done this as well. Later on, it was unknown what he experienced, but he refused to enter the mountains. He spent his days idling in the village. Everyone knew about this, but when asked the reason, he refused to explain.
Poachers hid in the mountains, making it very difficult to find them. This was a problem for most people.
However, to Fangzheng, this matter was nothing much.
Liang Zequan looked down at the grass on the ground and the broken branches on the trees. He sneered. "This beast sure has thick skin. It runs fast."
"Old Liang, can we still catch up to it after it has run?" A man wearing a sun hat and camouflage clothes asked while stepping on a tree stump. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and was trying to act cool.
"Lin Zi, you saw it for yourself. These wild boars now look like fucking armored vehicles. This is a homemade gun. It's not a problem for me to shoot a chicken. Do you really think it's a Gatling gun that spews out blue flames? Don't be fooled by how much blood he's bleeding. It's just a superficial wound. To finish it, we have to think of a way to hold him back and shoot him at close range. "Old Liang rolled his eyes at Lin Zi.
Lin Zi laughed out loud. "Old Liang, I never expected you to become so humorous. I was just saying it in passing. As you know, although the price of wild boar meat isn't as high as before, one can still be sold for quite a bit. Of course, if we can get two wyverns, hehe … "
Speaking of this, Lin Zi subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
"Wyverns have been getting fewer and fewer in the past few years. If we can really get one, we'll make a fortune." Old Liang's eyes lit up as well, but he immediately shook his head and said, "However, it's a little difficult to get Wyverns in the periphery of Mt. Tongtian. There's still hope if we head deeper. Let's go. We still have a lot of time today. Let's take it slow. "
Lin Zi nodded and said, "Okay, you are an expert, I will go with you. Brothers, let's go! "
"Coming." The other two men and one woman got up from the ground and followed.
At the same time, in the forest, a big wild boar was lying under a tree vigilantly, licking its wounds.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from afar. The wild boar stood up and stared in that direction with bloodshot eyes. The bushes were separated. The wild boar did not even have a clear look before it charged forward with a roar!
At that moment, a Buddhist proclamation sounded. "Amitabha. You wild boar, don't be ungrateful. This Penniless Monk is here to help you."
However, the wild boar had already charged over. It could not stop in time as it felt a familiar palm strike at it. With a thud, the wild boar charged out diagonally and tumbled on the ground before coming to a stop when it slammed into an old tree. The wild boar shook its head and looked up. It saw a white-robed monk standing in the forest. Upon seeing Fangzheng, a look of confusion flashed in the boar's eyes. The baldy looked a little familiar …
Fangzheng looked at the boar's confused eyes and shook his head helplessly. He thought to himself, "This boar's memory sure is bad. It's no wonder it can't be seen in public."
"Jingxin," whispered Fangzheng. Following that, the boar saw a kid dressed in a red dudou walk out from behind Fangzheng. The boar's pupils immediately constricted as all its muscles tensed up. Its hair stood on end!
Boars did have bad memories, but that was because they could not be bothered to remember things that they did not care about! However, there were certain things that they would remember, such as things that represented danger. For example, the wild boar killer in front of them, the invincible little ancestor!
Nearly all the wild boars in the Mt. Tongtian mountain range's periphery had been taken care of by Fangzheng and Red Boy, especially Red Boy. His terrifying aura and the flames he released scared the boars to death! How could he not remember?
Therefore, the boar let out a low growl, turned around, and ran! If he could not afford to offend him, he would run! In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the bushes.
Fangzheng shook his head helplessly and patted Red Boy on the head. Red Boy grinned and took a step forward …
"Awoo …" Not long later, Red Boy returned. He was holding a boar's tail in one hand and a boar's trotter in the other. He was dragging a huge boar that weighed hundreds of kilograms. The wild boar was like a young wife who was about to be raped. It wailed like a wolf and howled like a ghost, and its tears were about to flow like the water of West Lake … There were also two big bumps on its forehead. It was obvious where these bumps came from.
"Master, I got it back. This fellow isn't too obedient. "Red Boy threw the boar to the ground and clapped his hands.
This wild boar was also smart. It knew that it couldn't run away, so it simply stopped running. It lay on the ground, shivering, and raised its butt high. It remembered that last time, it had survived from the hands of this little demon king by lying down like this. It should be fine since it was still sprawled like that.
Fangzheng was rendered speechless when he saw the boar's posture. He walked over and patted the boar on the head. "Amitabha. Get up."
The boar looked at Red Boy slyly. Compared to the hairless baldy in front of him, he was more afraid of the furry one …
Red Boy slapped him and said, "This is my master!"
The boar asked pitifully, "What's a master?"
Red Boy looked up into the sky and said, "Master, I need a Pig Slaughtering Knife."
The boar shuddered. It was no longer important if it knew who its master was. All it needed to know was that the baldy was more impressive! It was likely that the baldy was the little demon king's king! If there was a boar king among the boars, this was likely the baldy king. Therefore, the boar obediently looked at Fangzheng and asked, "Then, what do you want?"
"Let This Penniless Monk take a look at your wound."
The boar looked suspiciously at Fangzheng. However, its life was in Fangzheng's hands. All it could do was obey. It turned its body to the side. Its thick skin was red with some mud on it.
After Fangzheng did a check, he confirmed that the boar had only suffered superficial wounds. It was fine. At the same time, he confirmed that the wound was caused by a homemade firearm.
"A homemade firearm. This is no ordinary poaching," whispered Fangzheng.
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