Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

"Junior brother, let's go back and find a slingshot, and shoot down a few greyhounds to have a taste."

Hou Jun swallowed hard; he had eaten squirrel once before, and the taste was still unforgettable to him.

Go back and get the slingshot?

Chang Kun shook his head. After making the trip back and forth, he wouldn't be able to do anything this afternoon, and he would be exhausted.

"Hey Monkey, how many of those greyhounds are there?"

Hou Jun thought for a moment, then gestured to indicate the number: "I saw eight or nine, and if I didn't see any, there are probably ten or so."

"Junior brother, let's hurry back and get our slingshots. We can eat these pheasants anytime, but once the greyhound runs away, we'll have none left."

"Brother Monkey, don't worry," Chang Kun reassured him. "These greyhounds rely on the food they store in the tree hollows now and in the fall. They won't easily give up their den."

"Really? Junior brother, you're not kidding me." Hou Jun looked on expectantly, clearly craving roasted squirrel more than pheasant.

"Brother Monkey, when I was in the village, I was a pro at shooting down greyhounds; I didn't need a slingshot at all."

"Not using a slingshot? You...you just use stones to throw them?" Hou Jun was a little incredulous.

Even if he knew Chang Kun was a good shot and a skilled hunter, it was still unbelievable that he could use a stone to hit a squirrel.

You know, squirrels are incredibly agile, leaping and bounding through trees.

At the same time, they are very vigilant, and if they sense something is wrong from afar, they will slip away immediately.

At this moment, neither of them had a gun, and the junior brother said that they didn't need a slingshot. He wanted to see the amazing skill of hitting squirrels with stones.

"Alright, Monkey King, don't worry. Don't you trust me to handle things? Let's roast the pheasant first; I'm starving."

"Let's hurry up and eat the pheasant, then go deal with those greyhounds. Hopefully they won't run away."

The two men lit a fire and roasted the cleaned pheasant until it was glistening with oil, then buried wild eggs under the fire.

The wild pheasant roasted over a wildfire tasted exceptionally good, and Hou Jun ate it with gusto, his mouth greasy and exclaiming how delicious it was.

By the end of the meal, he had licked every single one of his fingers clean.

"Junior brother, if only I could go hunting with you in the mountains every day. With food like this, I'd gain ten pounds in less than a month."

"Brother Monkey, another month? There's only so much prey on the mountain; we can't afford to catch them all, can we?"

"Hehe, your hunting skills are superb!"

After finishing the roast chicken, the two shared the wild eggs.

Hou Jun ate until he was so full he kept burping, and then he lay down by the spring and drank several mouthfuls of spring water.

"Junior brother, can we go fight the greyhound now?"

Seeing how impatient Monkey King was, Chang Kun laughed and said, "Let's go, those greyhounds will be in the pot tonight."

Hou Jun led Chang Kun to the edge of the greyhound grove, squatted down, and pointed to a tree branch: "Junior brother, look, there's a greyhound over there."

Chang Kun had already sensed a group of greyhounds, and there were indeed more than a dozen of them.

He picked up a large handful of stones from the ground and squinted at them.

"Junior brother, keep your hand steady, or you'll scare the greyhound away."

Hou Jun was still a little worried, fearing that Chang Kun might miss the target.

With the system's one-hit-kill skill, how could it possibly miss?

Chang Kun glanced at it casually for a moment, then threw the stone in his hand with a "whoosh".

"Win! Win! It has to be a win!"

Hou Jun silently recited this in his heart.

*Thud!*

The stone, as if equipped with precise navigation, smashed directly onto the tree squirrel's head.

"I won! I really won!"

Hou Jun grinned and jumped up excitedly.

Before he could even celebrate, Chang Kun launched stones one after another, and the squirrels scattered and fled as if their nest had been disturbed.

"Holy shit! Holy shit..."

Hou Jun exclaimed in amazement, "How can my junior brother be so accurate? Even though the squirrel is scurrying around in the tree, it can't escape the stone that Chang Kun shot out."

One by one, the little squirrels fell from the tree like raindrops, their legs twitching a few times before they came to a stop.

The "One Hit Kill" skill can only be used ten times a day. After defeating ten squirrels, Chang Kun can only rely on his own accuracy.

Fortunately, with more prey to hunt, Chang Kun's skills improved considerably.

Of the five or six stones thrown, only one hit the squirrel in the belly.

The squirrel was knocked to the ground and squeaked in pain.

"Hey Monkey, come quick and pick up the greyhound!"

Sensing that the remaining four or five squirrels had already run far away, I decided not to chase after them, leaving some embers for these little creatures in the mountains.

Hou Jun snapped out of his shock and quickly darted in front of Chang Kun.

"Quick, pick them up! Quick, pick them up! We can't let any still be alive; it would be a shame if they got away!"

Some squirrels on the ground were still kicking their legs. Hou Jun tapped their heads twice with a stone and then happily picked them up.

"The meat is so tender, wow, it's so fatty!"

He picked up one after another, looking as happy as an old farmer harvesting autumn fruit.

"Junior brother, how many do you have? I have six."

"I picked up five, so that makes eleven in total?"

Hou Jun laughed heartily: "I was hoping to catch one or two, how did I end up catching so many!"

He chuckled twice, then said, "Let's look carefully again, make sure we don't miss anything."

Chang Kun smiled slightly, letting Monkey King wander around in the woods, trying to see if any fish had escaped the net.

I know exactly how many I've killed.

Aside from the ten squirrels that the system always managed to hit with a single shot, I only managed to hit one squirrel myself, making a total of eleven.

After a while, Hou Jun returned to Chang Kun's side: "There really aren't any left. There were only eleven in total, haha, that's more than enough!"

"Brother Monkey, only four or five of these greyhounds escaped. We can't possibly wipe them out completely, can we?"

Hou Jun chuckled: "You're right, I was greedy. If these greyhounds breed a little longer, we can come back to fight them again next year."

These greyhounds are quite fat. Although they're not as big as rabbits or pheasants, the meat is completely different.

Their meat is tender and has a unique nutty flavor, making it much tastier than wild rabbit or pheasant.

Hou Jun himself was a little craving squirrel meat, but his main goal was to hunt one and bring it back for his little girl to try.

When there's something delicious to eat, this doting father immediately thinks of his little darling at home.

"Junior brother, it's all thanks to you that we managed to kill these greyhounds today. I'll take one back for my daughter to eat, and the rest are yours."

Chang Kun's face hardened: "Brother Monkey, what are you saying? We came together, the prey must be divided equally!"

Hou Jun waved his hand: "Junior brother, listen to me. I know you mean well, but if we do it this way, I'll be too embarrassed to go into the mountains with you next time."

He can't keep taking advantage of others; he's a man of honor, and he has his pride too.

Seeing Hou Jun's resolute tone, Chang Kun thought for a moment and nodded.

"Well then, Monkey King, you take three back. You, your sister-in-law, and your little niece can each have a taste. I'll take the rest back and share them with my sisters."

"Hey, that works!"

Hou Jun beamed with joy; he was thrilled to finally get to eat Greyhound!