Chapter 566: Monkey Killing Weapon
“Huh? If you go to the mountains in the middle of the night, aren’t you afraid that the old mammoth tiger will eat you?!”
Wang Zhenzhen opened his mouth wide in surprise, this girl is so cool during the day He is not afraid of anything, but after dark, he is as honest as a quail.
Of course it’s not just her.
The little dolls here are basically like this.
This is all related to the various mountain spirits and ghosts used to scare people here in the mountains since childhood.
"I already have two real tigers, Ah Fu and Shou, so why should I be afraid of the old mammoth tiger?" Chen Ling glanced at him.
When Ruirui saw her aunt coming back, she ran over with her short legs and stretched her little head to look at Wang Zhenzhen’s hands.
Because every time Wang Zhenzhen comes back from playing outside, he always brings some gadgets, whether insects, grasshoppers, or beautiful butterflies and dragonflies, which he particularly likes.
After seeing Wang Zhenzhen's empty hands, he frowned in disappointment, looked at Chen Ling, then at Wang Susu, and complained: "My aunt is not good."
Wang Zhenzhen immediately squatted down and pulled his mouth fiercely: "Smelly Ruirui, if you learn to say a bad word, you will see that no one is good."
Then he remembered that he was waiting for others to hide and seek, and he didn't touch cicadas on the way back. He put down the milk baby in his hand and said with a sad face: "Sister, Sister Du Juan, we really encountered a female ghost, it's scary."
Wang Susu immediately taught her a serious lesson. : "Zhenzhen, it's dark, don't talk about this at home at night."
Ruirui is still young, and she is still pregnant with a baby.
What kind of ghosts and gods are you talking about this night? It sounds unlucky.
"Okay."
The little girl was actually scared, uneasy, and wanted to find comfort.
Chen Ling said: "We have a tiger in our house. The tiger is the king of the mountain. The mountain king controls the house. No one dares to come. Don't be afraid.
Besides, let's Jia Xiaobai is so awesome, with those bull’s eyes staring at you, you have to be afraid of any weird thing.”
After hearing this, her face actually looked better.
"Then brother-in-law, why don't you go to the mountains in the middle of the night without taking Ah Fu and Ah Shou? There are so many strange things in the mountains this year, including old pig spirits, and I don't know what they are."
"You don't need to take Ah Fu with you. Ah Shou, what do we have to worry about if we have a gun? Besides, it's not like I haven't killed that old pig before." Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and looked like he didn't care at all.
In fact, he took advantage of the latter half of the night to go to the animal track outside Nanshan to squat with the yellow-throated marten.
There is no need to bring the tiger to make too much noise.
After hearing this, Wang Susu rolled her eyes at him: "Look at your brother-in-law, he doesn't say anything outside, but he starts to show off again at home."
Du Juan snickered beside him.
After laughing, he asked him: "Didn't Fugui say that the village will be watching green grass recently? Why do we have to go to the mountains again and have to go to the mountains in the middle of the night?"
"Go to the mountains and squat for a while. , This mountain ferret is very strange, I can’t figure it out a bit, and I want to find out.”
Chen Ling briefly talked about the strangeness of this yellow-throated marten, and it really caused two people, one big and one small. His curiosity aroused and he hurriedly began to question him.
At this time, the chicken soup was simmered. Chen Ling finished baking the last two large cakes and served them to the table. While the family was eating, they began to talk in detail about meeting Huangthroat in the mountains. The mink thing.
He also talked about the rumors he heard from Liu Guangli in Kinmen Village.
Eat wild boars and war horses. They are as small as cats, but they can hunt such large prey.
Wang Susu and the others would have been really frightened if they hadn't heard it all and knew that this evil little beast could be restrained by the falcon.
This thing sounds really evil.
……
That night.
In the latter part of the night, around three o'clock in the morning, Chen Ling quietly got up and hurried back to the village one by one.
Between dawn and dusk is the time when wild beasts in the mountains are most active.
On the outskirts of the mountain, close to the village, the small animal paths here are also very lively.
Chen Ling put on a coir raincoat and bamboo hat made by Dongtian to cover up the human smell on his body, then left the little green horse in Laohe Bay, and walked into the mountain alone amidst the croaking of frogs and the hoot of owls. .
For Chen Ling, his vision at night is not hindered, and these small animal paths in the mountains are easy to find.
Nothing else, I have encountered these animal paths many times when taking dogs into the mountains during the day, and I already know where they are. The footprints and excrement of various small animals appear together. There are basically one or two such small animal paths on every mountain.
The nearest small animal trail in Nanshan near Laohe Bend is in the southwest of Nanshan, in a shallow, short and gentle ditch carved out by water.
Because small animals often move around in the ditch, the grass and trees have been flattened and become sparse. Compared with other places, there are many fallen leaves. There is a thick layer on the ground with all kinds of leaves, mixed with weeds, green and yellow. Alternately, it looks messy.
Only on both sides of the ditch, the growth of plants flourished, but they were still dominated by small trees and bushes as thick as two fingers.
Chen Ling came here cautiously, found a place on the side of the ditch with raised rocks and thick bushes, squatted down, and hid in it.
Start waiting patiently.
I arrived here from the county seat at around three o'clock in the morning, and it is now early four in the morning.
This time has just passed the busiest time in the mountains, and he specifically avoided the busiest time.
The jackals, tigers and leopards began to subside at this time.
There used to be wolves in the mountains, but when there were few large beasts, villagers would come to the mountains early at this time to pick mushrooms and dig medicinal materials.
I know it is safer at this time.
Chen Ling is based on the experience of hunters.
I heard from Liu Guangli that at this time, after the jackals, tigers and leopards have finished foraging, it is time for the small beasts to come out and move around, and most of the hunting opportunities for yellow-throated marten this season are here.
It is recommended that Chen Ling choose this time period to stay.
Sure enough, not long after waiting, there was a rustling sound. Amidst the noisy frogs and the sad hooting of owls, a porcupine with a bare front like a big mouse and a bush of long thorns on its back was walking forward. Short-legged came over.
It didn’t look at Chen Ling’s direction, nor did it lower its head to look for food. It just walked in a hurry and concentrated on its way.
Soon he followed the ditch from north to south, leaving Chen Ling with a butt full of long thorns.
Following that, not long after, about three or four minutes passed, a wild boar came from the forest onto this animal path.
First, a slightly larger sow came over, raising her nose and sniffing in all directions in the animal path.
Only three thin, semi-large wild boars that had just shed their yellow hair and were not wearing fat slowly appeared from behind. They either lowered their heads to sniff, or looked up, and slowly walked behind the big pigs.
After the wild boar, there is the red muntjac, also known as the big yellow muntjac, which is like a goat and has short antlers on its head. It walks alone, sniffing on the ground.
Then there is a pig badger.
Behind the pig badger, there was another hedgehog. After the hedgehog, it was a weasel running and jumping quickly.
There were even civet cats and local dogs running from the village appearing one after another.
Except for the wild boar, these little beasts all appeared alone, as did the tabby cat and native dog.
They should have just come out to look for food.
When they walk along the animal path, they are just like people walking on the highway, one by one appearing on this road one after another.
Then in an orderly manner, no one affected anyone, and everyone passed by quickly.
Animal roads are, in some respects, similar to the highways used by animals in the mountains. It's just that there are big roads and small roads, large animal paths and small animal paths.
The most special one is the wild boar, which runs back and forth between the big animal path and the small animal path. They often open up their own animal paths.
But the wild boar is not the protagonist today, otherwise it would be simple.
Fortunately, Chen Ling waited and waited. Finally, when it was almost five o'clock in the morning and there was a little light in the forest, a yellow-throated marten came.
The appearance of this yellow-throated marten looks similar to that of a weasel, dragging its long and thick tail and running and hopping over.
But its face looks even weirder than that of a weasel. The inverted triangular black face and glowing green eyes make its face even more fierce and terrifying.
When it came near Chen Ling, it suddenly stood upright and looked around.
In the past two days, Chen Ling had heard so many stories about the yellow-throated marten that Chen Ling was also startled, thinking that it had discovered him.
After waiting patiently for a while, Chen Ling discovered that they were wild monkeys that had fled in panic from the bottom of the mountain. In the slightly bright morning light of the mountain forest, Chen Ling saw that these wild monkeys were obviously injured.
I thought to myself, the village had started watching Qing Qing last night. These wild monkeys probably went down the mountain to steal corn and were beaten.
Just thinking so.
After this yellow-throated marten saw the wild monkey, his eyes changed instantly. He made a unique and sharp cry and rushed towards the rear of the monkey group without fear. An injured and lone monkey rushed towards it. passed.
The monkeys only care about escaping and do not care about their injured companions.
At this time, Chen Ling was surprised to find that another yellow-throated marten appeared next to the animal path.
It seemed to be very relieved of its companions who were going to challenge the monkeys, and the old god stayed aside to watch the show.
In terms of size, the yellow-throated marten is obviously not as good as the monkey. The yellow-throated marten is only about the size of a domestic cat, but its weight is not heavier than that of an average domestic cat. It does not exceed six or seven kilograms at most. Counting the length of its tail, it is only Close to one meter.
It is much smaller than wild monkeys.
However, although the yellow-throated marten looks inconspicuous, its movements are very dexterous. It moves much more sensitively than the monkey, and it quickly rushes behind the monkey.
He opened his mouth and bit the wild monkey's neck, killing the monkey instantly.
Then the yellow-throated marten who was watching the show dragged his thick tail forward and lay on the wild monkey in search of good meat.
"Damn, are you going to kill a monkey so quickly, or is it a one-on-one fight? This is simply a weapon for killing monkeys!"
Chen Ling knew that he still hadn't found out what the yellow-throated marten was, but seeing this with his own eyes It was a scene that I couldn't help but be shocked and excited about.
“What a ferocious little thing.”
Chen Ling’s eyes shone, and he no longer had the intention to explore how this yellow-throated marten hunted prey larger than himself, or what kind of squinting skills he had. .
Now he just wants to catch a few and take them back, but that is not up to him to study them anyway.
But I was just about to take out the bait from the cave to lure them over.
I saw a male monkey returning the same way. He seemed to have found the female monkey alone and came back to save her.
This male monkey was not injured.
"Chi Chi" bared his teeth and screamed, and with all his teeth and claws, he parryed the two yellow-throated martens.
These two yellow-throated martens were not at all panicked.
The yellow-throated marten that hunted monkeys earlier did not move.
The yellow-throated marten that was watching the show before went up to meet the male monkey.
The yellow-throated marten is not stupid and has no size advantage. It seems to be approaching the monkey, but in fact it does not go head-on with the monkey.
Instead, it drags its long tail, jumping and scurrying around the male monkey flexibly and quickly.
The monkey waved its arms and tried to scratch the marten with its claws, but the marten easily avoided the monkey's attack. It also kept looking for opportunities to fight back, knocking the monkey to the ground several times and trying to bite the monkey.
It's hard to imagine that such a small gadget can actually knock a monkey to the ground one on one.
Fortunately, the male monkey has the upper hand in size and weight. As long as he is uninjured and in good health, the yellow-throated marten has been unable to defeat the monkey in single combat for a long time.
But what you can see is.
Monkeys attack and counterattack less and less frequently.
Obviously, just as Liu Guangli said, this male monkey became like what many people have seen. He didn't know how to fight back or ran away. He only knew how to eagerly avoid the attack of the yellow-throated marten.
Actions are getting slower and slower.
"I smelled it. Sure enough, I wasn't blinded, but some kind of odor released by the yellow-throated marten using its odor glands."
Chen Ling shrugged his nose and smelled something. There was a special smell, so he took the opportunity to throw two meat baits in front of him.
But looking at the battle situation now, it is not as exaggerated as I and others thought.
Even if the male monkey was slowed down by the stench, it would be difficult for a yellow-throated marten to defeat his opponent. Soon the yellow-throated marten, which was biting the female monkey, came to help.
One pushed the male monkey to the ground, and the other bit the male monkey's neck, killing the monkey that came to the rescue in a few strokes.
Killing the male monkey is not time to divide the spoils.
Because of the situation here, a little muntjac that just appeared on the animal path was frightened.
Little Muntjac Little Muntjac, as the smallest local deer, is about the same size as a newborn lamb.
I am small and very timid. I only dare to stay on the mountain where I was born and wander around in my life. I dare not go anywhere else. I drink water and change 800 directions, so that I am helplessly summed up by the hunters. It's called 'One muntjac is worth a hundred sheep'.
Such a timid thing, faced with the ferocity of two yellow-throated martens, this little muntjac was suddenly frightened and panicked.
I wanted to turn around and jump away, but suddenly I rolled like a backflip and fell to the ground.
The little muntjac originally had very short front legs and relatively long hind legs. Now in panic, he was flopping on the ground. His four legs were cramped and he couldn't stand up no matter how he moved.
It’s like a person who is too frightened and doesn’t know which foot to step.
It was like having a convulsion again, rolling all over the floor.
He was so frightened by two yellow-throated martens that he became so virtuous.
The two yellow-throated martens were immediately attracted. Originally, they were coming for the little muntjac.
But when I passed by Chen Ling, I smelled an attractive smell. I hurriedly stopped and sniffed around like two big yellow mice, looking for the source of the smell everywhere.
After a while, he forgot about the little muntjac and got into the bushes.
When we entered the bush, the branches were so densely intertwined and the gaps were small.
No matter whether they are Huang Daxian or Diao Daxian, they can't escape the palm of Chen Ling.
So before they could eat the delicious meat bait, they suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
“Damn it, sitting with such a small gadget is no less than watching a big show.”
Chen Ling untied his raincoat and bamboo hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then Slowly walked to the little muntjac.
The little muntjac was already too frightened. Now when he saw such a huge creature like Chen Ling approaching, he was so frightened that he kicked off his hind legs, but his front legs could not use any force, and he suddenly turned over again. He rolled twice on the side slope of the ditch and rolled to the bottom of the ditch.
Chen Ling smacked his lips for a while: "Tsk, you are so brave, you are just messing around, I can't bear to take you back to eat you."
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