Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"Dazhuang!!"

Lu Weiguo shouted as he finally got his hands on the 56.

At this point, the integrity of the fur was no longer a concern.

To fire a gun at such close range.

"Bang bang..."

Semi-automatic guns are really useful.

Ten bullets emptied the magazine instantly.

They all hit the tiger's head with pinpoint accuracy!

With injuries like these, not even a tiger could withstand it, let alone the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King.

But the tiger still held its head high and took a few steps forward, its single remaining eye filled with resentment.

With two soft breaths, he collapsed in front of Lu Weiguo.

"Dazhuang!! Dazhuang!!"

Lu Weiguo ignored the tiger and ran straight to Liu Dazhuang.

Wangcai, oblivious to the danger, led Lu Jiacheng over at a jog.

Liu Dazhuang was turned over by Lu Weiguo, bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, his body limp and powerless as if it had fallen apart.

But his signature big white teeth were still showing.

"Big brother, wasn't I awesome? Hahaha, that was a tiger! I almost slapped it twice!!"

"Damn, you scared me to death!"

Lu Weiguo shouted angrily and hurriedly went to check his left shoulder, which had been slapped by the tiger's claws.

At this moment, his left hand was limp and powerless, and when he touched his left arm, it felt like it had been shattered into pieces.

"Can you still lift it up?" Lu Weiguo didn't care and kept pushing it hard, even if it was a comminuted fracture.

If you pull too hard, it will definitely cause secondary damage.

"It's a bit strenuous, and quite painful."

Liu Dazhuang lifted his left hand with force, and the left hand moved upwards.

The shoulders can move.

Lu Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief.

The fingers can still move, so it's probably just a fracture, and the shoulder wasn't injured.

Look at that tiger.

The tiger's face became blurred, and the entire left half of its face looked like it was on a leash.

Whether it was arrows or bullets, they all hit that side.

His right cheek was relatively intact, and his only remaining eye still radiated a fierce light.

Just like being alive.

However, since Wangcai was able to bring Lu Jiacheng over, Lu Weiguo knew that this tiger was completely dead.

Uncle Big Eagle was also feeling a wave of lingering fear.

These two are surprisingly bold; one actually dared to shoot with a bow and arrow, and the other actually dared to rush up and fight the tiger to the death.

Damn, I've never seen such a fierce young man, not even in all these years, let alone when he was young.

Lu Weiguo turned to look at Uncle Big Eagle, his anger mixed with a hint of resentment: "Uncle Big Eagle, why are you bragging like that? Have you never fought a tiger before?"

You almost killed my brother and me.

Uncle Eagle, sweating profusely and looking embarrassed, approached, saying, "Well, you know, if I weren't a lonely old man like me, who would be so foolish as to take care of me if I didn't brag a little... But now that the tiger's dead, you've really lived a worthwhile life as a hunter!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiguo didn't know what else to say.

Everyone has their own way of making a living, just as he said.

The elderly living alone, without children or relatives, no longer have any retirement pensions like in later generations.

Even something as simple as just surviving requires finding all sorts of ways to do it.

Seeing that Lu Weiguo no longer complained about him.

Uncle Big Eagle gave an awkward smile and hurriedly picked up Lu Jiacheng, trying to make amends.

"Young man, let me tell you, tigers are treasures from head to toe!! It just so happens your son is here; I heard he was kidnapped."

I was terrified. Trust me one more time, all that talk about finding some kind of shaman to call back your soul is nonsense. Just wash your eyes with this tiger's blood and draw a line on your forehead.

It works better than anything else!!

Lu Weiguo looked at Lu Jiacheng, seeking his son's opinion with his gaze.

"Dad, this is tiger blood!!" Lu Jiacheng was still a child at heart, and riding on Wangcai's back, he didn't feel any danger.

Of the four people present, he was the most energetic.

"Alright, then forget about drawing any lines, just write the character '王' (king)!"

Lu Weiguo stood up, took his son, and held him next to the tiger, asking, "Son, are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid. With Dad by my side, I'm not afraid of anything!!"

Lu Weiguo had become his only source of security.

The child is simple-minded; as long as he stays by his father's side, he'll dare to risk everything, even going through fire and water.

"Good son!! You are your father's pride!"

As Lu Weiguo spoke, he dipped his finger in a little tiger blood.

"Close your eyes."

Lu Jiacheng obediently closed his eyes, but still secretly peeked out a little bit.

Lu Weiguo didn't expose him, but shook his head and smiled, then drew a few lines on his eyelids and forehead.

In an instant, a chubby-faced little guy appeared before everyone's eyes.

I don't know if it's my own ego acting up.

Just as Lu Weiguo was painting the painting of the king, he felt that Lu Jiacheng looked much more energetic.

"This kid is definitely going to amount to something! I was terrified, but he's perfectly fine. He's destined for greatness!!"

Uncle Big Eagle was really eager to praise him.

Even Liu Dazhuang felt that his injuries didn't hurt anymore when he saw Lu Jiacheng like this.

"Alright, then leave the rest to me. This tiger is a treasure from head to toe, we can't waste a single bit of it. You guys rest, once we fire a shot here, that little bear will probably be here by then."

Lu Weiguo did not refuse.

Holding Lu Jiacheng in his arms, he plucked a whisker from the tiger and, while looking at it, picked Lu Jiacheng's teeth.

Tigers are valuable from head to toe; even their whiskers are better than toothpicks or dental floss.

This Uncle Eagle may have never fought a tiger before, but he's incredibly skilled at handling them.

Or perhaps it was trained by handling other animals.

When the large backpack at the back was opened, it was full of tools for processing the prey.

Homemade pulleys are hung on the tree.

Then they took out hemp rope and made a pulley cableway.

They tied up the tiger on one hand and led the terrified dogs on the other.

Three dogs and one man, using all their strength, finally managed to hang the tiger up.

The methods of handling prey vary from place to place, but they are all largely the same.

The mountain range where Lu Weiguo is located belongs to a branch of Changbai Mountain.

With so many people, the prey is processed rather roughly, because if it's processed slowly, other hunters will take a share.

In the Greater Khingan Mountains, the handling was actually more meticulous.

After all, life here used to be much harder.

Every drop of blood can feed a large family, adding a little meat to their meals.

Next came the scattering of various plastic products on the ground.

He also collected the scattered tiger fur.

Lu Weiguo had heard a little about this. It's like when you were a kid and got bitten by a dog. Back then, people didn't care about rabies; if you got bitten by a dog, they'd just kill the dog.

Burn dog hair mixed with sesame oil, apply it to the wound, and that's considered treatment.

Little did they know that rabies has an incubation period, and this method was simply like winning the lottery.

Tiger fur can ward off evil spirits, and tiger blood can enhance male virility. As a true embodiment of pure yang, tigers can lie down on the ground and sleep anywhere in winter.

A few drops of tiger blood are more effective than any aphrodisiac.

If a tiger poops or peees in its yard, all snakes, insects, and rodents will avoid it.

Not to mention even more precious things like tiger gall.

After drying them, place them on the roof beam; they are more effective at warding off evil spirits than the gods and Buddhas worshipped in the house.