Reborn in the 1980s, starting with fishing and hunting to build a fortune

Chapter 123: Bear? Or Human?

The cries for help from below the cliff were too faint for Li Xiangyang to hear, but there was a gazelle below, which he had already gone around to retrieve.

"Brother, just wade over slowly. There's a gazelle down below the cliff; I'll go down and retrieve it!"

Li Xiangyang called out to Li Xiangdong and then went around to the other side.

I never expected to catch two gazelles while randomly shooting. My luck is incredible, and I'm naturally very happy.

The snow below the low cliff was even deeper than above, almost reaching Li Xiangyang's upper thighs. Walking through the snow was extremely difficult, and if it weren't for the large yellow sheep lying below, Li Xiangyang really wouldn't have wanted to go down.

"It's you, you gazelle! If it were a pheasant or a rabbit, hmph! I would definitely come down too... We've only had a few days of good food, we can't forget our roots."

"Help...help me...help me!"

Just then, the eerie cry for help rang out again, and this time Li Xiangyang heard it clearly.

One second he was smiling as he waded through the snow, but now he was so scared that goosebumps appeared all over his body.

In this desolate wilderness, amidst ice and snow, the sudden sound of someone speaking was more terrifying than the roar of a wild beast.

He instinctively raised his gun, ready to pull the trigger and fire.

It was the last shred of reason in his heart that pulled him back at that moment.

Just now—was that a human's cry for help?

Then, Li Xiangyang shouted towards the haystack, "Who's there! Who's there!"

After Li Xiangyang shouted, the shouting stopped.

But then, the haystack below the cliff began to shake incessantly, and next to the haystack lay the yellow sheep that Li Xiangyang had just killed.

With no one responding, Li Xiangyang dared not approach.

When he was a child, Li Zhenshan told him that there was a type of bear that could mimic human cries for help, and then eat kind people who came to their rescue.

It seems that the bear is called the Tibetan bear because its facial features are relatively flat and somewhat resemble a human face, so it is also called the human-faced bear!

It has the most legends in snowy areas, the Northwest, and western Inner Mongolia.

It is said that it stands upright, waves, and even carries cow dung on its head to disguise itself as a herdsman. On foggy days and at night, it makes sounds similar to human crying or weak groans to lure humans closer before attacking.

But Li Xiangyang dared not retreat, much less run away, exposing his back. If it really was a bear, he would surely die here today.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Li Xiangdong also arrived at this time.

"Brother, don't come any closer! There seems to be something in that haystack over there. It was just screaming for help!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiangdong's hair stood on end: "What else is there?"

This was the first time he'd encountered something like this, and he even yelled for help? How could there be anyone here in this snowy, desolate wilderness?

Is it a ghost? But it's not dark yet!

Could it be...?

Li Xiangdong suddenly had a bad feeling: the sable that Li Xiangyang brought back that day was actually a weasel, but the factory manager Xu had mistaken it for a sable, which was why he paid such a high price.

It seems the weasel has come seeking revenge.

Clang! Li Xiangdong quickly drew his dagger and rushed down.

At this moment, he absolutely could not abandon Li Xiangyang.

"Brother, don't be afraid, your older brother is here."

"Hey, brother, why did you come down here?" Li Xiangyang complained. If there really was a bear in the haystack, he would die here, but his brother could still escape, and the Li family wouldn't collapse directly.

But even with this thought in mind, as soon as Li Xiangdong approached, his mind instantly calmed down.

That's how people are. Regardless of life or death, as long as there's someone who's willing to stand firmly by your side, it seems like you're not so afraid anymore.

"Brother."

The two brothers exchanged a glance and decided to take a gamble.

"Who's there!"

Li Xiangdong's voice boomed like a bell, and he roared again.

After a short while, the haystack shook gently again, but there was no further response.

The two brothers mustered their courage and went inside.

There was a person lying in the haystack! It was Liu Qiang!

His lips were frozen purple, his face was covered in frost, and his consciousness was clearly beginning to fade.

"What's he doing here?" Li Xiangdong asked.

"Never mind that, let's save them first."

A person frozen in the snow should not warm themselves by a fire, rub their hands and feet, or scald them with hot water, otherwise it may cause vasodilation, shock, or even sudden death.

Do not massage or rub the frostbitten area, as this will worsen tissue necrosis.

You should immediately move to a sheltered or relatively dry place. Don't stay in the wind and snow. If you can go inside, go inside. If not, use clothes or tents to block the wind.

If you have wet clothes, take them off immediately and put on dry ones. Otherwise, the wet clothes will continue to draw away your body heat. Wrap yourself tightly in a blanket or thick clothes. You can also use body heat patches to keep warm. It is best to place them under your armpits, on your chest, or in your groin. Only place them on your torso and never on your limbs.

If the child can swallow, it's best to give them warm sugar water or warm sweet drinks to replenish their energy.

Remember, you must remain lying flat and not move around unnecessarily. Otherwise, if a frozen person moves, the cold blood from their limbs will flow back to their heart, which can easily lead to cardiac arrest. In this desolate wilderness, there is really no way to save them.

But they don't have any heat packs, hot water, or blankets right now!

Li Xiangyang thought for a moment and said, "Brother, quickly get the yellow sheep and the frozen winter flower out, and wrap the sack around Liu Qiang's body."

"Mmm," Li Xiangdong immediately climbed up to get the sack.

"Wait a minute, brother, give me the dagger first."

Li Xiangyang had just noticed that the yellow sheep next to Liu Qiang was still moving slightly. They didn't have hot water on them at the moment, and there wasn't enough time to start a fire to dissolve the blood, so they decided to use its internal organs for now.

Li Xiangyang took the dagger and cut open the abdomen of the gazelle lying next to Liu Qiang, took out its hot internal organs, and stuffed them into Liu Qiang's chest and under his armpits to keep him warm.

After only a short while, Liu Qiang was able to open his eyes.

"Brother, Liu Qiang has opened his eyes! He has opened his eyes!" Li Xiangdong exclaimed excitedly.

The fact that Liu Qiang could open his eyes proves that he has been saved.

They are old neighbors and have quite a bit of interaction. Last time, when they caught a wild boar, they asked him to come and help pull it away.

Then Li Xiangyang took some hot blood from the sheep's belly and fed it to Liu Qiang.

Seeing that the sheep's internal organs were no longer hot, Li Xiangdong went to the side and lit a fire, melting some warm snow water. He then soaked the sheep's body in the warm snow water and kept wiping it down.

The two brothers struggled back and forth for almost half an hour before they finally saw hot air coming out of Liu Qiang's mouth.

"call."

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Qiang regained consciousness and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the Li Xiangyang brothers. He couldn't help but cry.

But because he was very weak, he didn't cry out loud, he just kept wiping away his tears.

"Xiangyang, Xiangdong-ge."

"Alright, alright, let's talk about it when we get back! You should conserve your energy first."

As Li Xiangyang spoke, he prepared some more sheep blood and fed it to Liu Qiang.

This raw blood is actually quite pungent, but there's no other way; survival is the priority, so who cares about such things?

Seeing that it was already seventy or eighty percent dark, Li Xiangdong suggested, "Brother, let's carry Liu Qiang back."

Li Xiangyang hesitated for a moment: "It's just the two of us, and we don't have any tools. I'm afraid it won't be easy to lift it..."

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This Liu Qiang is a human being, not a gazelle. You can't just stuff him in a sack and drag him away; you can't help him sit up or carry him.

Raising your upper body too high or swaying too much can cause the cold blood to rush back to the heart, which is very dangerous.

You must lie flat and lift yourself up.

It would be fine to have Li Xiangdong run back and call someone over, but that would take another two hours round trip, and I'm afraid Liu Qiang wouldn't be able to endure it.

Just as Li Xiangyang was at his wit's end, candlelight flickered in the distance, a crowd appeared, and shouts grew louder as they approached.