My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 748 New Developments in the Mountains

Perhaps they heard Heiwa and Xiaojin's barking, for a faint commotion came from the distant mountains.

Chen Ling stared intently, thinking that there were fewer wild boars in the mountains this year than last year; it would be better if there were herds of deer instead.

Just as I was thinking this, several gunshots suddenly rang out from the opposite mountain.

Then came shouts.

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment.

The others started to panic: "Why is someone firing guns in the mountains?!"

They have so many leaders around them; what if something goes wrong?

"Don't panic, they are hunters from other villages. They are shouting a hunting chant."

Chen Ling offered words of comfort, and sure enough, a continuous barking sound soon came from the other side, growing louder as it approached.

It seems the dog was quite far away, probably chasing after something in the mountains. It only rushed back after hearing the commotion.

Chen Ling also hurriedly shouted a couple of times in response to them.

This mountain-chasing chant is similar to the plum tube chant of the Miao villages; it can be used for communication in the mountains.

Judging from the chanting, it's from Kinmen Village.

Chen Ling was somewhat puzzled.

Aside from the leopards causing trouble in the mountains near Kinmen Village the year before last, they usually wouldn't go this far, even if they came to hunt on the other side of the Jinshui River.

"Hunters from other villages? Your villages are all so far apart, how did they get here?"

Sure enough, He Jiawen, who had gained some understanding of the area during this time, also asked this question.

"I don't know. Maybe there are few prey near their village, or maybe there are wolves, tigers, or leopards in the mountains, so they don't dare to go into the mountains."

Chen Ling guessed casually.

"Let's wait for them to come. I've already given them the signal."

"Oh right, Brother Ling, you hunters even have secret codes! That was one just now, right?"

"Yes, they also shout when chasing mountains. It's actually a kind of professional slang that even hunting dogs can understand."

Chen Ling smiled, then shouted a few words to Heiwa and Xiaojingui, and the two dogs immediately raised their necks and howled loudly.

Their barking caused the dogs on the opposite mountain to erupt in a frenzy, barking excitedly and charging towards them at full speed.

Of course, this was not a provocation, but a summons.

Upon hearing this, the hunter on the opposite mountain immediately knew that this must be true wealth in Chenwangzhuang, and only he and his dog could have achieved this.

So they all came over without worry.

People who frequently walk on mountain paths move quickly, but even from this distance, it took them more than ten minutes to spot a figure.

The pack of dogs came running over early on, wagging their tails and hissing as they jumped around and played, panting and wagging their tongues at Chen Ling and Heiwa.

This scene once again drew everyone's attention.

The young man from the provincial TV station said, "Everyone says that Brother Ling is the king of dogs, and it's true. Dogs from other villages wag their tails when they see him."

After saying that, he stepped forward to try it out, but the dogs immediately changed their expressions, staring straight at him and making low growling noises.

This made him instantly afraid to approach, and he retreated with an embarrassed smile.

Chen Ling heard what he said and saw his current state, and laughed, "Xiao Wang, don't talk nonsense. These dogs have been bred with my dogs. They all know each other and they know me too, which is why they are close to me."

That statement is actually a bit vague.

The real reason is that he fed these dogs when they came to be paired up.

They didn't feed them anything special, just two raw eggs for each dog after mating to supplement their nutrition, or leftover meat that Er Tu Zi brought back.

Most dogs, as long as they eat the food you feed them, will treat you as a friend.

They will become friendly with you after you see them and will call you to their side.

"So that's how it is, these dogs are Heiwa's wives!"

Everyone suddenly became interested and felt closer to the dogs, as if they no longer thought of them as dogs from another village.

"Not only that, there are also male dogs. These male dogs are bred with my Er Mao's female dogs. Anyway, they are all relatives and familiar with each other."

Chen Ling said with a smile.

As they spoke, the hunter from Kinmen Village drew closer.

Old hunter Liu Guangli patted Chen Ling on the shoulder and laughed happily as soon as they met: "Hahaha, Fugui, Fugui, aren't you building greenhouses? How come you have time to come to the mountains to hunt, and you even brought so many people with you!"

"Guests have come to the village, so I'm taking them to the mountains to have some fun."

As Chen Ling answered, he also looked at Liu Guangli and the others. There were quite a few of them, a group of more than ten, carrying sika deer and roe deer on their backs.

His face was blackened, and his body was covered in dust and mud, looking disheveled. It was clear that he had been in the mountains for quite some time.

Secretary Zhang and the others also found Liu Guangli and the others' behavior strange.

The younger ones also felt their imagined image of a hunter instantly crumble.

Chen Ling asked, "Uncle Guangli, why did you come here? There are wolves and jackals around here. Spending the night in the mountains is terrifying."

"Come on, you haven't been in the mountains much lately, so you don't know. The wolf packs have all gone to our side, and the bears and leopards are all heading west. On the other hand, things have been very quiet here this winter."

Liu Guangli sighed and shook his head.

"What? The wolf ran over there?"

Chen Ling was full of questions, but thinking back, it made sense. After Afu and Ashou arrived, he hadn't heard wolves howling much at night.

He didn't know what was going on with those wolves either.

"Is it because winter is here, and those grass beasts have run southwest, and we're chasing after them?" Chen Ling guessed.

Upon hearing this, He Jiawen and the others nodded to themselves, as they believed it was highly likely given their level of expertise.

Liu Guangli shook his head again, saying he didn't know either.

At this point, he and his lads had already noticed the wild boars lying on the ground. Their minds were completely focused on the wild boars.

They had no time to think about why the wolves and jackals were going to their side.

"Fugui, you've wiped out an entire herd of pigs..."

Liu Guangli walked up to a wild boar and gently kicked it twice. "Hey, it's a young male pig that's just grown up? This pig is alright, the meat doesn't taste very good yet."

He glanced at a young man who had just passed by and suddenly paused, saying, "Uncle Guangli, look, there are no bullet holes in the pigs that Fugui shot. He hunted them with a knife."

He turned around and glared at Chen Ling, saying, "Fu Gui, you encounter a herd of pigs this season and you still dare to hunt them with a knife? That's so dangerous."

Mentioning this, the old apprentice in the crowd couldn't help but say: "What's so dangerous about it? My master is very skilled. He can jump on these wild boars and stab them. He can kill them in just two or three stabs."

Heiwa and his companion were also formidable; each of them could handle one boar. If these wild boars hadn't been so fast, and if they had teamed up with my master, the whole herd would have been wiped out long ago.

What he said was too intimidating.

Liu Guangli and his group didn't bother to care why the old man called Chen Ling "Master," and turned around to carefully examine the wild boar's injuries.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed found that two pigs were covered in knife wounds, and two other pigs were covered in bite wounds.

There were no gun holes, not a single one.

Old Wu then kindly reminded them, "There are four more on the mountain. They were killed by Heiwa and Xiaojin who trapped them in the mud. You can go and see for yourselves if you don't believe me."

After Liu Guangli and the others saw the pig lying on the ground, they no longer had any doubts.

"Damn it, you dare to mess with wild boars like this at this time of year? Fugui, are you even human? You're too reckless!"

"With that kind of strength, you must spend all your time at home wrestling and grappling with tigers! You could even take on a whole herd of wild boars. If you train some more, you might actually be able to fight tigers!"

"Shuai dun dun" means wrestling.

Chen Ling waved his hand: "Forget it, I only dared to do this because there are no big boars in this herd of wild boars."

Liu Guangli had previously said that wild boar herds were not to be trifled with during this season.

This is because in winter, strong, stray male wild boars, also known as lone boars, will be attracted by the scent and come to mate with the herd.

In a wild boar herd like the one we just saw, there are more young, newly grown boars than sows, so that there won't be any stray boars causing trouble.

However, this also means that they will not have large boars protecting the herd.

During this period, the male pig was not a scumbag who would run away at the first sign of trouble.

It wants to mate, so it will guard its sow pups.

If you want to attack a herd of wild boars, you'll have to face their fierce resistance.

This small herd of wild boars suffered because of this. If there had been a boar weighing over 350 pounds to protect the herd and lead the entire group in rebellion...

Even if Chen Ling and the two dogs were incredibly powerful, they wouldn't dare to barge into the pig herd and slaughter them so recklessly.

Not to mention knife hunters.

You must bring a gun.

Otherwise, if they couldn't use the cave in front of others, not only would Chen Ling himself be injured, but Heiwa and Xiaojin would definitely get hurt.

Wild boars have thick skin and meat, making them highly defensive.

Heiwa, Xiaojin, and Chen Ling are not afraid of being one-on-one, but when facing the entire herd of pigs, they can't be so careful. Getting hit by one or two of them would be terrible.

"You're really something, aren't you? We came to the mountains to make a living, but you've come to buy goods."

Liu Guangli spat fiercely, "I really don't understand how Jusheng's second son dared to fight with you. If you had slapped him, you would have knocked his head off."

"Yeah, Brother Ling, we were just discussing whether you know martial arts."

Hearing this, the group of people behind Chen Ling quickly surrounded him, asking questions with excitement and anticipation.

They had assumed all hunters were that skilled because they saw how agile and swift Chen Ling's movements were.

Seeing that Liu Guangli and the others are also so shocked, I know that Chen Ling is probably the only one among the hunters who is this powerful.

"I think Xiao Chen must know kung fu."

"Yes, definitely. No one in our area can compare to him in martial arts."

"Yes, I've seen plenty of powerful figures in gangs, but none can compare to Xiao Chen. If Xiao Chen had been there during those gang fights, it would have been like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep—he was practically a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

Just as Chen Ling squatted down to gut the wild boars, he heard this and laughed: "Stop flattering me. They don't know. Secretary Zhang, I don't believe you don't know about the All-Army Military Skills Competition in 1964. Any one of those outstanding figures is better than me."

Secretary Zhang and the others were stunned. Who were they to be taught a lesson by facts?

The problem is that he really doesn't know the actual details of the grand competition back then.

"Huh? What kind of big competition? Someone even stronger than you?" Xu Yingguang asked, still looking rather naive.

"You do not understand."

Chen Ling shook his head: "Many of those people are veterans from the Long March and the Korean War. No martial arts masters can compare to them."

He came from the future and had seen the video from that time; each time he watched it, he was deeply moved.

Putting everything else aside, the fact that he can jump onto the back of a wild boar like that is something that even most martial arts practitioners can't do, yet those predecessors did it with ease.

"Oh right, right, I knew it when you mentioned that. We were just wondering how Xiao Chen could run so fast in the mountains, but now that you mention the seniors, I understand."

The fat man from the municipal bureau wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Our Red Army has iron feet. It's common for us to march 70 or 80 kilometers overnight. Old Chiang couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. He was asleep in the middle of the night when we attacked him right at his doorstep."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wu also became excited.

He quickly raised his hand and shouted that he had also studied this.

Although he didn't have a deep understanding of the mainland, he did understand Chiang Kai-shek.

After studying Chiang Kai-shek, especially from his perspective, I realized how utterly hopeless it was. How did the enemy army get here? They were so far away, on difficult mountain roads. Did they grow wings and fly over the mountain?
Now, seeing Master Chen Ling running around in the mountains, and hearing about the deeds of their ancestors, it all makes sense now.

But even though it matches up, this is still incredibly impressive.

It's an unbelievable cow.

I've made the right choice in choosing a master.