Chapter 1 Return of Hunting

Wh! A sound that cuts through the air.

A three-edron arrow is like a meteor, passing through different bushes, with the broken sound of shooting through the branches and leaves, and plunges fiercely into a wild boar that was eating.

"Howling~~" The wild boar with 500 catties roared in pain and ran to Zhang Yan three feet away, regardless of the blood flow caused by the iron arrow in front of his neck.

The bloodthirsty eyes are red, the momentum is fierce and heart-shatter, regardless of the obstruction of the trees, and they hit a road, but the speed is unimpeded at all, which is unusually fast.

As early as after the iron arrow hit the wild boar, Zhang Yan bent down and ran back like an alert cheetah, picking branches and densely trees along the way.

The sound of vegetation falling to the ground behind is getting closer and closer, and sometimes you can even hear the heavy gasp of wild boars.

Zhang Yan's face was unusually calm, and the steps under his feet were still as fast as a horse. Sometimes as the ape's arm stretched out, grabbed a vine branch, and jumped in the other direction. Unexpectedly, he was not worried about the wild boar behind him catching up.

The injured wild boar looked even more irritable and faster to see that it could not catch up with the enemy who shot it.

In this deep forest with dense leaves and shrubs and trees, Zhang Yan is running wild, and wild boars are rushing. It seems that no one can do anything about it. However, in front of an unusually thick pine tree, Zhang Yan did not lose a long leap. He grabbed the branches of the pine branches with both hands, and his body was extremely agile. He climbed to the branches three or four meters from the ground.

took out the kettle and took several sips. Zhang Yan gasped and leaned against the tree, staring at the wild boar, or prey, which was getting closer and closer.

Laying traps, digging traps and capturing prey, Zhang Yan has been practicing well for ten years. From the age of six, he followed his father up the mountain to the age of 16!

In ten years, Zhang Yan has been the best hunter in the village. Zhang Yan can't say how many life-and-death fights and how many prey he has captured, but there is no doubt that the prey he kills is the most and fiercest in the village.

Since his father's death four years ago, Zhang Yan has killed a wild boar weighing 500 catties. There is a saying in the village that he would rather beat the bear blind than hit the wild boar. The strength of wild boars can be seen.

Zhang Yan had fully considered the danger of the wild boar before killing it. Shoot the front and back of the wild boar's neck with iron arrows to run to make more blood flow from the wild boar, and then dug a round trap around the tree to wait for work.

This is Zhang Yan's plan. The plan is simple, but the difficulty and danger are tantamount to racing against death. Just walking and running with wild boars is no longer what ordinary people can do.

seemed to smell danger. The wild boar stopped about five meters away from the tree, exhaling and staring at Zhang Yan on the tree with red eyes. The iron arrows on its back were still firmly stuck there, and a stream of blood slowly fell to the ground along its forelimbs.

One meter in front of the wild boar is the trap!

Seeing this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but tighten his body. Can this wild boar smell danger?

After running for a long time, Zhang Yan's body was already very sleepy and tired at this time, especially the high concentration of the spirit, which made his physical consumption faster. If the wild boar is allowed to escape, isn't it empty?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan squeezed his lower lip tightly, took out the iron tire bow on his back, put a sharp arrow on the string, pulled the bow like a full moon, and shot fiercely at the wild boar.

The wild boar seemed to feel bad when Zhang Yan took out his bow and arrow. He was about to turn around and run away. The sharp arrow had been saved into his body at a speed faster than lightning, with a sharp roar!

The distance between Zhang Yan and the wild boar was extremely close. This arrow was so powerful that the wild boar almost fell to the ground.

The two arrows on his back were enough to make the wild boar crazy. The wild boar howled and hit the tree regardless. The momentum is ferocious, and its body is like thunder!

Puff! A muffled sound, a sad howling cut through the sky and filled the whole forest, with extreme anger and pain in the voice. The howling disappeared without a trace for a moment.

The wild boar died in a trap full of sharp blades as Zhang Yan wished.

Zhang Yan sighed for a long time, as if he was out of his weakness, lying crookedly on the tree, with indescribable pain all over his body, but his spirit was indescribably relaxed.

It feels good to finally kill the big head!

Use an iron knife to cut some tough and strong rattan branches into a car-like object, and then firmly fix the wild boar on it. Zhang Yan pulled two specially left rattans and walked in the direction of the village with difficulty.

500 catties of wild boar is really heavy. And there are many barriers such as weeds, rotten branches and dead leaves in the forest, so Zhang Yan's walk seems to be extremely difficult. Fortunately, he has developed a strong body since he went up the mountain to hunt with his father. If he were an ordinary person, he would be tired if he could not even walk a few steps.

At this time, it was midsummer and noon, and the hot sun in the sky emitted burning heat.

At the entrance of the village, a group of little children wearing only open crotch trousers and about eight or nine years old are playing with mud in a mud pit. For this group of little kids, rolling and playing with mud in the mud pit is undoubtedly a very cool thing.

At this time, a little boy stood up and held a ball of wet mud. When he was about to hit the child who was rolling in the pit opposite, he suddenly shouted, "Brother Yan is back!" Then he threw down the mud and ran to Zhang Yan in the distance. While running, he shouted, "There is meat to eat, there is meat to eat"

When the other little children saw this, they also shouted and followed.

Zhang Yan took a lot of effort and finally dragged the wild boar back to the village at noon.

He wiped his sweat and watched the little boy in the village spread his feet and run towards him. He couldn't help smiling.

After this pause, I felt soreness, and bursts of fatigue kept surging into my heart like waves. He gritted his teeth and resisted.

No matter how strong Zhang Yan is, after all, he is a 16-year-old teenager, dragging a 500-pound wild boar, even an adult can't stand it.

"Brother Yan, let me see what kind of beast it is." The first little boy ran to Zhang Yan breathlessly and saw a wild boar that was much bigger than himself. He shouted, "This is a wild boar, ah, ah, Yan Ge is so powerful, so awesome!"

At this time, other little children also ran to Zhang Yan's side. They were bold and touched the wild boar and kicked two feet from time to time. The timid, pulled Zhang Yan's skirt and looked at the ferocious wild boar, and were so scared that they drilled straight into Zhang Yan's arms. Maybe the wild boar was too attractive. In the blink of an eye, they crawled in Zhang Yan's arms. The little boy blocked his eyes with his hand and nervously peeped at the wild boar from his fingers, looking like a thief's head.

Zhang Yan patted the head of the little boy in his arms and laughed, "Three children, lead them to help me drag wild boars and come home to stew meat for you."

The three children pulled a rattan in Zhang Yan's hand and shouted, "Okay, stone, loach, aquatic, come and pull it!"

In fact, there is no need for the three children to shout. When the other children heard Zhang Yan talking about stewed meat, they couldn't wait to pull up the rattan! Although the little child's strength is small, he has as many as seven or eight, and he has more or less shared a lot of physical strength for Zhang Yan.

Along the way, Zhang Yan was in front of him, and the little children went into the village behind, and other children also called for help one after another. Although Zhang Yan is the best hunter in this village, it is still rare to catch such a big wild boar. Everyone wants to taste wild boar. So many adults saw Zhang Yan and said hello. They wanted to help and rub some meat foam. When they saw a group of little guys, they surrounded the wild boars and had to look at the little guys and leave arrogantly.

Zhang Yan's home is in the west of the village. Her mother died of a serious illness since Zhang Yan was born. Four years ago, his father went hunting in the mountains and never came back, leaving Zhang Yan alone to live in a small courtyard.

From afar, Zhang Yan saw a man standing at the door of his home, stabbing around, looking anxious. It was his second uncle. So he shouted, "Uncle!"

Zhang Yonghe, Zhang Yan's father, has only one biological brother, Zhang Yongtai, who is engaged in horse transportation business in the town. After his father's death, Zhang Yongtai's family naturally became the only relatives of Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yongtai was about four inquiries, with a fair complexion, but a Chinese-character face with a pair of small eyes and a small beard under his jaw. Due to his slightly bloated figure, he wears a wide light white crescent shirt.

Seeing Zhang Yan leading a group of little guys to come in a noisy way, Zhang Yongtai's face darkened and said, "Take another group of rabbits to eat!"

The little children are making a fuss and discussing about eating meat. They all of a time saw Zhang Yongtai, huh! With a sound of birds and beasts, they shouted while running. Zhang Peipi is back, Zhang Pepi is back. If you don't run, you will have no skin! Run! Run!

Zhang Yongtai's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were about to breathe fire. He picked up the gravel at his feet and smashed the little children and scolded, "Smash these bastards, mother, I'm so angry!"

Unfortunately, the little children fled long before Zhang Yongtai reacted, and the stones naturally failed.

Zhang Yan pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Uncle, what's the matter with you here today?"

The second uncle was stingy, and when he often bought mountain goods in the village, he suppressed the price. The villagers were angry, but they had to rely on the second uncle's horse team to sell the mountain goods to make money to support his family, so he privately nicknamed Zhang Pipi. Zhang Yan can't blame his second uncle, he can only change the topic.

Zhang Yongtai was still angry and snorted coldly, "What, can I come and see you? Or do you son of a bitch have grown up and don't want me as my second uncle?"

Zhang Yan was silent and didn't know how to speak. Seeing this, Zhang Yongtai remembered what he entrusted today, and his anger decreased slightly: "The boss is not small. Don't coax with a group of runny babies in the future." With that, he turned his body and walked to the door. As he walked, he said, "There is a guest today. I want to stay at home for a while. You can serve him. Your parents left early. You have to save your livelihood in the future. Don't wander in the woods every day. Your father asked me to take care of you. If you don't listen to me anymore, I can't help it..."

When Zhang Yan first heard that someone was going to live in his house, he couldn't help frowning, and then listened to his second uncle's nagging and pulled the wild boar into the house.