Forest Farm 1985: Raise a bear cub to climb the mountain

Chapter 82 Wild Boar God

With the idea in mind, Dai Song did not waste any time. After breakfast, he took his small schoolbag and rushed to Gouzi Mountain.

When we arrived at the tree hole, white steam was coming out of the hole.

Dai Song knocked at the tree with a stick for several minutes before Erhan finally squeezed out of the hole in a daze.

"Ho~ho~"

Erhan sat in the snow, his two little eyes covered with eye boogers. Dai Song grabbed a handful of snow to wipe his face, but he turned his head away in disgust and raised his paws, his face full of resistance.

After staying in the snow for several minutes, Erhan finally woke up and staggered to Bald Mountain.

"Brother Song, do we have any special plans today?"

Little Schoolbag was a little curious. He felt that Dai Song was very excited today and his steps were very fast. It was obviously much more difficult for him to follow him than usual.

"We have to specifically hunt wild boars today."

"Whoa whoa!"

Although Little Schoolbag was puzzled, he would never question Dai Song.

Seeing his puzzled expression, Dai Song explained his plan to beat Da Pi in detail;
It turns out that this creature, the big-skinned fox, only lives in coniferous forests above 800 meters above sea level.

At that altitude, not only is the temperature freezing, but the mountain road is even more difficult to navigate. Basically, for every two steps you take up, you have to slide back one step.

And going up a mountain is not just a straight line.

To go to a place 800 meters high, you have to take various detours, and walking twenty or thirty miles is very normal.

Going back and forth, including the time to check the condoms, there is no way I can get back before dark.

Unless you wear a prostitute, the travel efficiency can be improved.

The so-called Qinna is actually a special ski board of the Oroqen people.

This type of ski is generally two meters long and made of birch wood. The overall appearance is not much different from an ordinary ski. The only difference is that a layer of wild boar skin is tied underneath.

The wild boar's bristles are very stiff and can be used to make bristle brushes. I took advantage of this and used the bristles to increase the friction between the skis and the snow.

When moving forward, the pig bristles are smooth and the friction is even smaller than that of a smooth ski. But once it is time to move backward, the bristles will come into play, allowing the user to "grip" firmly to the snow and not slide backwards.

In short, only with Qin Na can you effectively travel back and forth to the snowy mountains.

The little schoolbag understood, and then said with regret,

"Oh, if I had known I would have kept all those wild boar pelts!"

"It's not enough to collect it well. For marriage, the best part is the width of the pig's back. Other hairs are not very useful. And it's best to have a whole piece of skin without any splicing. Think about the pigs we hunted in the past. They were not only two meters long."

Little Schoolbag nodded, but just as he was about to speak, he heard Dai Song's shushing voice.

Erhan also quickly lay on the ground, his big butt cricket pupating, as if something was pricking him, his two little eyes staring at the forest ahead:

I saw a lot of fur balls resting on the treetops.

There were about twelve or thirteen of them.

Some of them had fiery feathers and were perched on the treetops with their fur fluffed up. When the warm sun shone on them, they looked as bright as if they were dotted with red scales.

When Erhan saw this, his little eyes instantly became cunning!

"It's a flying dragon." Dai Song said softly when he saw that the group of furry balls were not disturbed.

The little schoolbag blinked when he heard this, his face full of questions, as if to say, where is the dragon?

Dai Song explained while pointing his gun.
"Flying dragon is actually a homonym in Manchu, which means chicken on a tree. Their scientific name is Hazel Grouse. Come on, little backpack, come and play with them."

"Ah? Me? I can't hit it accurately."

"Don't worry, just shoot. These creatures are very stupid, nicknamed the roe deer among birds. If you can kill them, remember the feeling of shooting. If you can't, it won't hinder us from catching them."

The little schoolbag swallowed his saliva, but Dai Song said it, so it must be right.

He put the gun to his face, took careful aim and pulled the trigger.

boom--

The sound of gunfire echoed, shaking the snow off the treetops.

Along with the snow fell the so-called flying dragons.

The little schoolbag's expression suddenly brightened, but before the joy could spread across his face, the smile on his face froze instantly:
Not only the one he had just aimed at fell from the treetop, but all the other flying dragons also fell down.

"go!"

Dai Song had untied his leggings at some point, and he slapped his head and rushed out first.

Erhan, who had been enduring with great effort, received the order and immediately rushed towards the nearest fur ball, howling. With a fierce pounce, the bursting snow immediately covered his fat figure.

Dai Song ignored Erhan and quickly walked over to the other flying dragon with his schoolbag. He reached under its body and lifted it up by its "furry" calf.

The fur ball was originally curled up in the snow as if dead, but once it was caught by Dai Song, it instantly came back to life, flapping its wings and struggling desperately, which stunned the little schoolbag who was following Dai Song.

Dai Song grabbed its little head and twisted it, then tied it up with leggings.
"Hurry up, they won't be able to pretend for long, and will get up and run away if they think there's not much danger around."

The little backpack was in a daze for a moment, then he understood. It was no wonder that they were called the stupidest birds because of their habit of pretending to be dead when they encountered danger.

While Erhan was lying in the snow enjoying his meal, the two of them quickly captured all the flying dragons in the forest.

Apart from the one that Erhan was chewing, there were eleven left.

Dai Song took one and handed it to Xiao Baobao, saying with a smile,
"Yes, it hit the target!"

"Really!"

The little schoolbag was ecstatic and quickly took Feilong.

This thing looks fluffy, but it actually weighs less than half a pound.

The one he shot had lost everything above the chest and was still bleeding. The remaining lower half of its body was also covered in blood. I wonder how much meat it would have after removing the fur.

"You're quite capable! You've only touched a gun a few times, but you can already use this slanted-eye gun well." Dai Song tied the flying dragons into a string and slung it directly over his shoulder.

The little backpack smiled and handed the gun back, smiling shyly:
"Hehe, good luck."

Dai Song patted Xiao Shubao's shoulder and said, "Just be humble. Remember this feeling. If there is a chance later, I will let you shoot as much as possible."

As he said that, Dai Song walked towards Erhan.

Logically speaking, since the flying dragon was so small, Erhan should have finished eating it long ago. However, after the two of them cleaned up the battlefield, Erhan was still with his head down, chowing down on it with relish.

"Eat quickly, idiot! This little thing is barely enough to fill your teeth, why are you taking so long to finish it?"

As Dai Song spoke, he grabbed Erhan's head and lifted it up.

What he saw was that the flying dragon's butt was completely bald, and the fur on it was bitten by Erhan in his mouth, and even its two ears were moving when he chewed them.

Its little eyes were already blurry and its lips were pouting high, as if there was something kissing it opposite.

Dai Song immediately slapped Er Han on the head.

"Stupid! What's wrong with you? You're missing the little mother bear so much that you're going crazy!"

"call!"

Erhan's fat body trembled violently, and then he woke up from a dream, stopped chewing, and his eyes became clear. He looked at Dai Song, and quickly got up from the snow, rubbing Dai Song's hand with his nose, as if he was afraid that Dai Song didn't understand what he meant. He also shook his neck attentively, spinning the grass necklace.

"Brother Song, does Erhan want you to put this on his little necklace as well?" The little schoolbag scratched his head, trying not to laugh.

"Heh!" How could Dai Song not see Erhan's little thoughts? He hooked the grass necklace around its neck and raised his eyebrows, "Erhan?"

Erhan immediately sat down obediently, his eyes almost filled with tears of anticipation.

"Can you be a little more ambitious? You keep thinking about these things every day. This flying dragon is much more delicious than the sand chicken!" Dai Song picked up the flying dragon and shook it in front of its nose.

"call!"

Erhan just glanced at it and immediately turned his head away, continuing to chew the chicken butt feathers in his mouth.

Seeing that Dai Song didn't move, it moved its butt towards Dai Song uncomfortably, its little eyes full of expectation, "I want this! I want this!"
Dai Song raised the corner of his mouth and said in a soft voice:

"Okay, okay, I know you're focused on it now, so I'll get it done for you. If you don't want to eat it after that, hehe~"

As he spoke, Dai Song pulled the chicken feathers out of Erhan's mouth. There was no need to untie the grass necklace. He simply passed the feather tube through the gap between the two grass fibers.

Erhan couldn't hear the strange tone in Dai Song's voice at this moment, and still clasped his hands expectantly.

When Dai Song was done, it immediately rolled over on its back in the snow, hooked the grass necklace with its hind paws, and then pouting its lips and breathing heavily towards the sun.

Dai Song picked up the flying dragon from the ground with a gloomy face, cut the chicken breast with a sharp knife, then lifted the flying dragon by the neck and turned it around Erhan's nose twice.

"Eat it, you idiot!" he said through gritting his teeth.

The second fool didn't even care about the bird, and continued to roll happily in the snow, and in the process slapped the flying dragon in Dai Song's hand away.

Dai Song couldn't help it and was completely furious.

He squatted down, grabbed Erhan's little ear, twisted it hard, and scolded him harshly:
"You missed the little mother bear so much that you didn't even want to eat meat, right? I'll be really mad if you don't eat it!"

Perhaps the weak spot of naughty children is their ears.

After being twisted by Dai Song, Erhan suddenly woke up and stretched out his two claws to scratch his little ears.

But its legs were too short, and Dai Song pulled its ears to prevent it from lowering its head, so it could only open its mouth, raise its head, and twist its butt in the snow, just like a child rolling on the ground after being beaten. It was so pitiful.

Dai Song's heart softened as he watched, so he let go of its little ears and rubbed them gently. Unexpectedly, after just a few rubs, Erhan's eyes immediately filled with tears, and he shook his head and wanted to get into Dai Song's arms.

"What?!"

Dai Song jumped to the side to avoid it.

When Erhan saw that his "plan" had failed, he covered his eyes with his two paws very smoothly, thinking that since he couldn't see, nothing had happened, then he lay flat on the snow, his lips trembling and leaving afterimages, feeling aggrieved again.

"Don't try this on me, idiot!"

Dai Song glanced at Erhan twice. Although he said so, he still quietly picked up the flying dragon on the ground and began to pluck its feathers.

"Ah~Heng~"

Hearing the tone, Erhan howled even louder, kicked his hind legs, adjusted his angle, and like a backstroke frog, he arched across the snow to Dai Song's feet.

When Daisong moved, it adjusted its angle. When Daisong stood still and let it arch its back, it would stop between Daisong's feet, half-covering and constantly glancing at Daisong.

"Ouch! That's enough!"

Dai Song couldn't stand Er Han's look and didn't want to waste time, so he patted its belly and fed the flying dragon to its mouth.

"It's always like this, feeling wronged and pitiful. Eat, eat. When you're done, find us a big wild boar."

"Roar! Roar!"

After hearing what Dai Song said, Erhan suddenly perked up. He strained his stomach and did some sit-ups. He raised his head and took the little flying dragon from Dai Song's hand in one bite. He chewed it twice and swallowed it directly.

The little schoolbag was amused by Erhan's grasp of Dai Song.

"Brother Song, how could Erhan be like this again?"

"Ha!" Dai Song smiled and shook his head, looking at Erhan, "Just watch, it has many wonderful places."

Erhan ate a flying dragon, his ears were trembling with delight, and he quickly approached Dai Song and started to tease him with his mouth, "I want more! I want more!"
"No more. I asked you to eat it just now, but you refused. Now you know it tastes good, right?"

"Hoo! Hoo!"

"Go, find a big wild boar and I'll give you another one." Dai Song pulled the wild boar ear on Erhancao's necklace.

"Roar!"

Seeing Dai Song pulling the pig's ears, Erhan immediately knew the target.

He raised his head and sniffed, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his little eyes, and then he ran away.

"Little backpack, quick!"

Dai Song hurriedly reminded,

"Erhan has found the wild boar, and the wild boar may also smell it. Dagu is not as easy to deal with as the roe deer yesterday! If he finds Erhan, he will come and beat him up!"

The little schoolbag responded, and followed closely behind Erhan together with Dai Song. The two of them and the bear chased him all the way to a pine forest.

Erhan stopped.

Dai Song became alert, and Xiao Shubao immediately observed the surrounding situation carefully.

"Brother Song, there seems to be nothing around."

"No, look ahead at the woods."

Little Schoolbag looked up and saw white mist rising from the pine forest. He whispered in surprise:
"My goodness. Brother Song, what's going on?"

"Maybe Erhan really found a big one for us. Be careful and look ahead."

As Dai Song spoke, he gestured to Erhan, who immediately followed Dai Song.

The two men and the bear walked carefully through the woods. The terrain around them began to rise gradually, and then the trees became sparse and the view became wider.

When they saw the scene in the distance, not only Xiao Shubao, but also Dai Song and Erhan were shocked:

I saw the slope ahead covered by the warm sun, and at least a hundred and eighty wild boars were lying there in a mess, snoring loudly.

The wild boars were very close to each other, and the snow around them had melted away due to the heat.

Wisps of water vapor rose from beneath them and eventually gathered above their heads, forming a vast white mist.

When the fog rose to a certain height, the mountain breeze spread the white fog, eventually leading to the scene they saw outside the forest.

Xiao Shubao also discovered that the arrangement of the wild boars seemed to make sense:
The outermost circle is full of big boars, and further in are old sows without fangs, with quite a few yellow-haired pigs mixed in.

And in the middle of them is a black "hill".

The little schoolbag didn't dare to speak. He pulled Dai Song's forearm and pointed at the "hill".

Dai Song stared and said in a deep voice:

"It's the Boar God!"

After staying up all night, I really can't write anymore. I may just write one chapter today. orz, I will write a full chapter to make up for it when I have time.

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