Chapter 311 Elephant

A hunter in Guangdong went into the mountain to catch beasts, carried bows and arrows, walked in the forest, and felt slightly tired. So he leaned under a tree and took a nap. In his sleep, he was swept away by an elephant with his nose. He thought he would definitely die.

A few days later, the elephant came to a jungle, gently put down the hunter, shouted in his mouth, and called his companions. Suddenly, the elephants flocked, lined up on all sides, and surrounded the hunters. The previous elephant lay down under the tree, stretched its long nose, and patted the trunk twice, meaning, "Please go up the tree."

The hunter trembled and climbed up the treetops and hid in the dense leaves. He swaggered under the tree, his eyes scraping over the elephants, intending to choose a fat elephant to eat. The elephants trembled all over and dared not escape. They looked up at the treetops one after another, as if they were begging hunters for help.

The hunter was so conscious that he immediately pulled out his bow and arrow and shot him to death with one arrow. The elephants knelt to the ground and kowtowed to thank them. The hunter slipped from the tree. An elephant stretched out its long nose, rolled up the hunter's sleeve, put him on his back, and then shuttled to a grass, stepped on the ground with his limbs, and dug out a mud pit. The pit was dazzling, and it was full of ivory.

The hunter untied his belt, tied the ivory into a ball, carried it on his back, and said goodbye to home. The elephant kept sending him out of the mountains before returning.