Although they came to Wuling Mountain for hunting, the two of them did not bring hunting rifles, and no one was allowed to bring guns up the mountain. However, this did not bother Zhang Jun. He cut off a two-meter section from a tree to make his hand as thick as two fingers.
branch, and then sharpened one end to make a javelin.
Living on the African savannah for more than half a month gave him a deep understanding of nature's creatures and how to hunt them.
The two men crouched in the bushes and waited for more than ten minutes before a foraging roe deer appeared. The roe deer looked very similar to a deer. The male had horns on his head and the meat was delicious.
Lin Xian was so nervous that her breathing became rapid. She touched Zhang Jun, meaning to ask if he could make a move.
Zhang Jun nodded slightly, stood up slowly, and was about to stab the roe deer to death with his javelin. But at this moment, a leopard suddenly jumped out of the bushes, lifted the roe deer to the ground in one fell swoop, and bit it tightly.
throat.
Lin Xian screamed in fright, then covered her mouth tightly, her eyes full of fear.
Zhang Jun patted her shoulder, then stood up and walked towards the leopard. He fought against Yinbei gorillas in the prairie, killed crocodiles, confronted a group of lions, and dared to compete with cheetahs for food. He had never seen anything like this before
?The leopard in front of him couldn't scare him.
When the leopard sees someone appearing, its fur immediately stands on end and its back arches, making an attack posture.
Zhang Jun's eyes were cold, and he still approached with small steps. The energy and blood in his body was mobilized, and he was ready to take action. He would not let this roe deer get out no matter what, and he had to find a way to grab it.
The leopard was forced to let go of the half-dead roe deer, and it had to deal with Zhang Jun with all its strength.
At this moment, a little lion jumped out from the side and approached the leopard fiercely from another direction. The little guy ran off to play somewhere. There was still chicken feathers on the corner of his mouth, and he looked like he had been hunted.
Some unlucky bird.
The leopard was startled. It had never seen a lion in its life. However, due to the instinct of the beast, it felt that the little thing in front of it was something special and had a kingly aura about it.
But the lion cub was too small after all. After a moment of surprise, the leopard regained its ferocity and roared fiercely at one person and one lion.
Zhang Jun thrust the javelin into the ground, took out a dagger, bent the bow, and stared at the leopard.
Suddenly, the leopard's ears moved. It seemed to be frightened, turned around and ran away, and disappeared after a few leaps.
Zhang Jun was stunned and quickly held down the lion cub that was about to pursue him. He couldn't figure out why the leopard ran away. He could feel that the leopard had a strong fighting spirit and strong hostility, so it should not have retreated.
Just as she was thinking about it, Lin Xian suddenly screamed again: "Tiger!"
Zhang Jun suddenly turned around and saw a colorful tiger, two meters in length, staring at him with eerie eyes.
Zhang Jun had a big headache. How could there be a tiger on Wuling Mountain? Moreover, he could see that this tiger was strong and in its prime. If he really wanted to fight, he would not be sure of victory.
So he didn't act rashly, he just stared at the tiger and was fully alert.
The little lion was also extremely nervous. He kept roaring and clasped his little paws on the ground, standing side by side in a line with Zhang Jun.
"Oops! Why did you run out again, Dahua?" A boy of thirteen or fourteen years old ran over from the opposite side. He angrily knocked the tiger on the head, causing the tiger to roar in dissatisfaction.
But very obedient.
Although this young man had a crew cut, he was wearing a light yellow robe. He was obviously a monk. After he taught the tiger a lesson, he clasped his hands and said to Zhang Jun: "Amitabha, the donor was frightened."
Zhang Jun saw the young monk's delicate features and intelligent eyes, and had a good impression of him. He asked, "Little eminent monk, did you raise this tiger?"
When the young monk saw that Zhang Jun dared to confront the tiger, he was very impressed. He knew that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, so he said, "He was adopted by his master. He escaped today for some reason. Fortunately, no one was hurt."
Zhang Jun said: "I asked why there are tigers on Wuling Mountain. It turns out they are domesticated." He smiled and said, "I wonder which eminent monk the little eminent monk's master is? Can I go and see him?"
The young monk said: "My master, Zen Master Yunhu, lives on Lingshui Mountain in the center. If the donor doesn't mind the long journey, you can come with me."
The other party actually raised tigers, so he must not be an ordinary person. Zhang Jun wanted to see what was going on, so he said, "Thank you, little eminent monk." After saying that, he called Lin Xian over, picked up the little lion and followed the little monk forward.
After the leopard ran away, the roe deer also died from excessive blood loss. Zhang Jun was reluctant to throw it away, so he picked up the roe deer together and prepared to eat it for dinner.
It took more than two hours to go all the way over Lingjin Mountain and Lingmu Mountain before arriving at Shuiling Mountain. Fortunately, Lin Xian had Zhang Jun on her back, so she was not tired. She enjoyed the wind and picked some wild fruits to eat along the way.
The young monk, whose name is Wu Se, is thirteen years old this year. He has been carried to the mountain by Zen Master Yunhu since he was a child. He has a simple heart and knows all the questions asked by Zhang Jun on the road.
"Donor Zhang, Master is currently receiving some distinguished guests. He will arrive at the temple soon. Please wait outside for a while," the colorless young monk said.
Zhang Jun nodded: "It doesn't matter, we have nothing urgent to do, Zen Master should entertain the distinguished guests first."
The colorless little monk was holding the little lion in his arms. He was very fond of this little lion, and the little lion was also quite close to him, but it occasionally roared at the tiger named Dahua next to him.
Climbing to the top of Lingshui Mountain, Zhang Jun saw a temple standing on the top of the mountain, which looked desolate and lonely. The temple was not big, with only two tile-roofed houses and no temple gate. It looked a bit dilapidated.
The colorless little monk said to Zhang Jun outside the temple: "Donor Zhang, please wait a moment. I will report to the master and come back to take you to the teahouse on the other side to rest." After saying that, he put the little lion on the ground and trotted into the temple.
Not long after, Wu Se ran out and said to Zhang Jun: "Donor Zhang, it's strange. The distinguished guest inside said he wanted to see you."
Zhang Jun was stunned: "Meet me? Who is that distinguished guest, and who is his last name?"
Wu Se scratched his head: "I don't know either. Master only said that the other party is a distinguished guest."
Lin Xian felt that something was a little strange and said: "Brother, this place is very weird, let's leave now!"
Zhang Jun thought for a while and said: "Sister Xian, since you are here, I will go and meet the distinguished guest for a while. You wait for me outside." After saying that, he followed Wu Se into the temple.
There is no statue of God in the temple. The walls are smooth and there is nothing else except a few grass balls on the ground. At this moment, a childlike old man and a fat monk are sitting inside talking. Behind them,
She was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a cheongsam. She looked delicate, elegant, and had an outstanding temperament. As soon as Zhang Jun entered the door, she looked over with a smile and a look in her eyes.