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312. I can't find it (2)

Ao Muyang looked down at the general, and the general looked up at him, staring at him with big eyes.

In the past, their ancestors had passed on the method of catching wild boars. They usually planted sweet potatoes in the field first. Wild boars liked to eat this thing and liked to dig them with their fangs and claws.

Planting this sweet potato is bait, and even if it is ripe, it will not dig it out. Let the wild boars eat it. In winter, if the wild boars eat less, they will definitely come to find sweet potatoes to eat it.

At this time, you must dig a deep pit of two meters in the ground in advance. When winter begins, you must dig a large pit. The inner wall of the pit is made of bricks. Otherwise, the wild boar will have strong sportiness and will use fangs and claws to dig soil to cushion the road to escape.

Finally, the soil should be buried in the pit and weeds should be placed. When the wild boar falls into the trap, it will be killed with a big stone. This will allow a wild boar to be harvested without any blood.

This trick is not easy to use now. There are too few wild boars and I can't touch one in a year or two. No one will set traps for uncertain harvests anymore.

Ao Muyang let the queen fly. The queen has great eyesight, but he doesn't know how to tell the queen to find a wild boar. The queen has not received hunting training.

The general had this ability, but he turned around the mountain and ran back and was so tired that he was breathing. His tongue spit out twenty centimeters long like a hanged ghost, and he couldn't even find a bubble of pig shit.

After wandering around the mountain for two hours, Ao Muyang did not find any trace of the wild boar. Instead, he met several groups of people, including forty or fifty...

After finding a clean stone, he sat down to rest, and happened to meet the team of Ao Mucheng and Ao Mufeng again.

He waved, and the group came over to sit down, then took out the cigarette and sucked the clouds and mist.

Ao Mufeng smacked his lips and said, "This pig is also a magical one. Can it penetrate into the ground or fly to the sky? How many people are looking for it, but they can't find it!"

Song Weimin, a son-in-law from another place in the village, smiled and said, "If this pig is easy to find, can it survive until now? Some of the wild boars are the ultimate tricks to save lives."

The old man in the village who followed Ao Zhihong spitted a cigarette and said, "That's right, beating wild boars is not easy, there are routines."

"What routine?" Ao Mucheng smiled and put another cigarette on Ao Zhihong.

Ao Zhihong's situation is different from other people in the village. Most fishing villages rely on the sea to eat the sea. Ao Zhihong's family has always been a hunter since his grandfather's generation. Except for occasionally going to sea during the fishing season, they always drilled in the mountains at other times.

When he was young, the country began to recruit soldiers and fight. Ao Zhihong played with guns since he was a child, so he joined the army and went to Goryeo and fought with the American devils.

Later, when he returned from the Goryeo Expedition, he retired and returned home. At this time, the country began to turmoil. Later, the country began to strictly prohibit guns, so he relied on subsidies and planting places to live.

The old man was alone and lived a very casual life. When he was young, he had a partner, but his wife ran away with someone when he was in the army. Since then, he has given up on women and has returned from the army and lived alone.

If he was twenty years younger, the old man would have to deal with the wild boar himself. If he couldn't do it now, he was old and could only be taken as a staff officer. If he really wanted to kill the wild boar, he would not be able to count on him.

Hearing Ao Mucheng's inquiry, the old man smiled and said, "You don't need to guard the night hunting of wild boars. You're afraid of being empty for ten times. Go in and see if there isn't, hurry up and go home for a rest. Touching it for two hours will be better than squatting."

"Also, change the washing before departure, don't let the sweat surge. Eat less food with flavor and keep the wine to celebrate. Don't be impatient when walking on the road, listen to light steps while walking."

"Remember every small detail, do not ring your clothes on your body, reflective things, glass, etc., remember to walk towards the ground. The lights must not be turned on, and you cannot smoke when speaking..."

These experiences are not very useful now. Ao Mucheng smiled and said, "Grandpa Six, are you doing this? The old sow has a bra, one set after another."

The old man laughed and said, "Well, this is not about watching the pig, it depends on listening to it. If the pig moves, you can move, and if the pig stops, you can stop. If you waste it, don't rush up when you see the pig. That will be a loss..."

They chatted for a while, took a rest, and then took their own dogs and took some guys to a stroll.

Lu Zhizi called him later. When she learned that Ao Muyang was looking for a wild boar on the mountain, she asked if she wanted to send the Bawanghua, who was keeping her at the school to help.

The Overlord Flower is a good dog, but Ao Muyang looked at the general and felt that it would only help the worse when it came.

From the morning to noon, he didn't find the wild boar, so he became a little dejected.

At noon, he met Wang Dongliang and his group of people. Wang Dongliang was also holding a dog. Ao Muyang identified it and felt that he was holding a husky.

The two sides had clashed many times. When they met, Wang Dongliang saw that he was only one person and immediately smiled grimly: "Oh, Brother Yang, why are you alone? Are you alone?"

Ao Muyang smiled slightly and said, "I will hit you with one group. Can you break your legs? Do you believe it?"

Wang Dongliang looked left and right, took the breath and snorted: "Barbarian, who fights with you? Let's go!"

After taking a few steps, he turned back: "This wild boar is from our Wangjia Village, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Ao Muyang was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he whistled and took the general away.

The general reluctantly retracted his gaze that was placed on the Husky. It was the first time he saw this foreign dog with a foreign wolf style and had never ridden it before.

After searching on the mountain for a while, Ao Muyang had already wanted to give up.

At this time, the general suddenly sniffed. It sniffed on the dry bushes around it for a while, its eyes gradually became sharper and its steps became much heavier.

Seeing this, Ao Muyang was delighted, and the general discovered it!

Sure enough, the general sniffed all the way and found a grass nest on the mountainside.

This grass nest is full of weeds in spring, summer and autumn, and in winter, it accumulates a lot of snow. When Ao Muyang walked nearby, he found pig footprints on the ground!

His heart was beating quickly, and the wild boar was here!

But why are there no wild boar footprints in other places around it? Only near this grass nest?

Ao Muyang looked carefully and then found the trick.

It turns out that there are many grasses around this grass nest, and there are many shrubs and small trees. When a wild boar passes through it, its body will touch these things, and then shake the snow on it and bury its footprints.

He swept away some snow and found the footprints of pigs below.

"Is this pig lucky or intentional? Is this too smart, right?" Ao Muyang murmured in his heart.

Here he used his clothes to sweep the snow, while the general went to use his claws to pull out the grass nest. Soon its screams sounded, and the sound was unprecedentedly loud: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The screams were a bit dissatisfied. Ao Muyang looked up and saw a gray-black pig head and a big pig head appearing in a grass nest!

The pig's head is afraid of being the size of a bucket, with long mouths and longer fangs. The eyes are rounded. The mane on the head is like steel needles and iron thorns, and weeds are covered with snow. It is very concealed!
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