The small mountain village is located at the foot of the mountain and lives by the river. The river water beside the village is clear, winding out from the mountains and forests and into the distance.

Sun Heng stood by the river, staring at the reflection in the water in a daze.

Two years later, his complexion has improved a lot, but he is still a pale-faced and thin boy with skin and bones all over his body, and only a pair of big eyes are quite impressive.

He was covered in gray clothes, with dry hair, and looked very poor in nutrition.

"Click...Click..."

Not far away, Uncle Sun Er was polishing his hunting knife on the stone. As a foodie, no one in the village would care about it.

In addition to a hunting knife, Sun Heng also had a long spear, which was one of the few relics of his deceased parents.

Without hunting bows, there are only two hunting bows in the entire mountain village, and they will never be borrowed from them.

The hunting knife is not long, only about two feet long, and the hand pattern is delicate, so it is not easy to get rid of the hand when held in the hand.

The spear is taller than Sun Heng, and should be around 1.67 meters. The spear head is a single diamond shape, with a high ridge and a thin tip, which is conducive to puncture.

The function of red tassel is not just to look good, but to confuse the opponent, and can also prevent blood from flowing onto the gun bar, causing hand slips.

In addition, there is a gun at the bottom of the gun rod, with a little pointed tip. When facing a large beast, you can hold the gun on the ground and diagonally face the other party to deal with their culling.

The gun rod is a kind of nanmu that Sun Ershu said. It is very strong and tough. It will not break even if it is bent into a bow. It is an excellent wood.

Uncle Sun Ershi, not far away, grinded his knife, but did not rush to get up, but knelt on his knees, touched the grindstone with his head, knelt there and murmured, praying devoutly.

This is the tradition of mountain people, and Sun Heng sometimes imitates it.

For those of them who live by hunting, every time they enter the mountain, they have a sense of awe and fear.

Prayer can play a psychological comforting role, and to a certain extent, it can also inspire the hunter's firm belief.

"alright!"

After the prayer was finished, Uncle Sun took the animal skin and wiped the blade, stood up from the river: "Let's go!"

The mountain road is difficult to walk, the more you go in, the more you go.

But if you want to hunt prey, you must go deep into the mountains and set traps in the rarely visited places to surround the prey.

Uncle Sun Er and Sun Heng are in the same team and sometimes they join forces with other people in the village. However, this situation often occurs when the village has difficulty in material things and needs to be close to the deep mountains or find large prey.

Walking in the dense forest, Sun Heng held a spear in his hand and led the way in front. The gun body collided with the thorny and dead grass back and forth. The sound was not loud, but it was enough to drive away insects and snakes.

"Is it here?"

Uncle Sun Er looked around and stood in a certain direction: "It seems that there is no one in the trap, which is a pity."

"Next place."

Sun Heng also shook his head with regret. Here they set up a stilt trap to hang the legs of the prey. Unless they were large beasts such as tigers and bears, they would become their prey as long as they were hit.

After checking the trap to make sure there was no malfunction, the two moved toward the next position again.

It is common to not hunt prey. If you can hunt prey every time you enter the mountain, you are the real strongman.

"Wooah..."

As they walked forward, the two of them raised their spirits and did not miss a slight sound. This call naturally failed to escape their ears.

"Wolf!"

Sun Heng's heart thumped, his body had collapsed.

The wolf is extremely cruel and has always lived in groups, which is an existence they are very reluctant to provoke.

"It's a wolf."

Uncle Sun Er looked behind him with a smile on his face, and his eyes were even more excited: "It's just a wounded wolf!"

He has much more hunting experience than Sun Heng. As soon as he heard the sound, he guessed the general situation.

"You mean..."

Sun Heng's eyes lit up: "Our trap?"

"It must be!"

Uncle Sun Erxin held his head back, lifted his knife and urged him: "Hurry up, let's go over and take a look."

The two of them speeded up and came to the preset trap ahead. In the net trap, there was indeed a wounded wild wolf!

This is a gray wild wolf with fluffy fur, protruding fangs, and faint green light in his eyes. He was whining freely in a net bag. His voice was weak and he no longer had the majesty he used to be.

Looking closely, its retreat had been twisted, and a piece of pale bone stubble appeared on its legs and wrists, and the blood on its legs had dried up.

"What a good guy, he's a big wolf!"

Uncle Sun Er approached with a hunting knife, smiling: "It's almost more than 60 kilograms, this guy eats so fat!"

"I'll do it."

Sun Heng walked over with a gun, his spirits relaxed: "You can't break his skin, otherwise the price would be much worse."

"Um."

Uncle Sun nodded, took two steps back and made way out, watching Sun Heng carry a gun and walk towards the injured wild wolf.

"Woooooooooooooooooooo..."

The wild wolf should also know the fate that it was about to face, and began to struggle desperately in the hunting net hanging in the air, howling.

"it's useless!"

Sun Heng shook his head, raised his spear, squinted his eyes slightly, and began to lock the wild wolf's eye sockets.

He was confident that he could not hurt his hair and directly penetrate the wild wolf's eye socket and penetrate into the brain without hurting his hair.

This is the result of his training over the past two years. He has golden fingers that can understand his body, so he naturally cannot be wasted.

"Swish..."

The spear flashed, and the wild wolf in front of him suddenly let out a shrill scream, but it stopped halfway through the sound. It twitched and fell softly into the hunting net.

"careful!"

Before he could relax, Uncle Sun Er, who was behind, suddenly shouted loudly.

Sun Heng's hair stood up all over his body, and he felt a sensation of wind coming from the side and behind. He quickly let go of his hand and rushed forward. With a 'sharp' from behind, the cool breeze poured in.

My clothes were torn, I don’t know if I was injured!

"What?"

Before she could check the situation on her back, Sun Heng rolled on the ground, holding a knife in his hand, staring at the object that attacked him.

It turned out to be another wolf!

His physique was smaller than what he killed, but his eyes were fierce and he stared at him and screamed.

"Be careful and greet it on the belly!"

Uncle Sun Er held a hunting knife and approached the wild wolf from one side, licking his dry lips, without fear in his eyes, but his fierceness was exposed, as if he had restored the original animal nature of the human body.

"Um."

Sun Heng took a deep breath, but was not too scared. He squinted his eyes and kept moving with his knife.

"Wooah..."

With a wolf howl, the wild wolf was already plucking the grass and rushed towards Sun Heng, opening his mouth wide and biting his throat.

"puff!"

Sun Heng's body flashed and he followed the trend and slashed across the wild wolf's abdomen. Although the hunting knife was sharp, the wolf's skin was not thin. He was only ten years old and was malnourished and could not break the chamber in one blow.

Little blood appeared on the hunting knife blade, and the wild wolf was in pain. After landing, it turned and rushed towards Sun Heng again.

He pounced and bit, and before he approached, the wolf's claws poked out and scratched them.

"Peng!"

One person and one wolf finally collided. Sun Heng pushed his knife to block the wolf's claws, headed sideways to avoid the wolf's mouth, bent his knees hard, and hit the wolf's abdomen.

The impact was huge, and Sun Heng fell to the ground and rolled back a few times before he could stop himself. The wild wolf was also in pain and was in place.

"puff!"

A hunting knife stabbed into the wild wolf's abdomen just right. Uncle Sun Er screamed and stroked desperately. When his arm was scratched by the wolf's claws, he directly cut open the wild wolf's abdomen.

"Hosh...hush..."

The two kneeling on the ground gasped desperately, and then looked at each other for a while, and at the same time they opened their big mouths and burst into laughter.

In just a short moment, it seemed as if they had consumed all their strength. Fortunately, victory belonged to them.

In the afternoon, the burning clouds began to rise in the horizon.

The hunters who went out began to return home one after another. Uncle Sun Er and Sun Heng, who were carrying a wolf, naturally attracted great attention.

"Good wolf!"

"What a fur!"

"Erdan is pretty! He is young and can fight with the wolf."

Everyone surrounded the dead wolf, constantly touching and praising the two of them. In the crowd, a tall and big man was particularly conspicuous.

He was wearing a cloth clothes!

Among a group of Mayi Mountain people, it is particularly eye-catching.

"Erdan."

The big man closed his eyes from the wild wolf's corpse and looked at Sun Heng: "The Meishan Pharmaceutical Shop in the town is recruiting apprentices. If you want to go, you can try it."

“Meishan Pharmaceutical Shop?”

Sun Heng's eyes lit up and he focused his head: "Okay! Thank you, Uncle Zhang."
Chapter completed!