? When the wild boar heard the wind, it raised its head with both ears. A cold star magnified sharply in its pupils, huh! The knife hit the head and neck, breaking through the hard flesh and cutting into the aorta. Xu Qing struggled with one arm and slashed downwards.
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Wow! The extremely sharp blade cut through the aorta and moved it vertically down half a foot. It actually cut the entire pig's neck half open. The wild boar wailed in severe pain and jerked its head. Xu Qing abandoned the knife.
He jumped up, stepped on the wild boar's Tianling Cap, and click! The whole pig's head drooped limply. The wild boar grunted and fell sideways to the ground. The wound on his neck was bleeding like a spring, and the shrunken pupils began to dilate.
Xu Qing kicked the wild boar that was still twitching slightly. After making sure that the guy was no longer a threat, he bent down and pulled out the saber. The big python swam over happily, opened its big mouth and bit a pig leg, and dared to think that
This prey was prepared for it.
"Haha! You, a greedy snake, don't work hard when hunting, but you are the first to open your mouth when eating. I'll give you half a pig." Xu Qing grinned and cut half of it with a saber, shaving the head and tail, but this
The saber was far less useful than the Long Yuan dagger, so it took a lot of effort to get it right, and I carried half of the bloody wild boar towards the mountain col.
Smoke from cooking pots curled up in the mountain col. This group of Burmese people living in the jungle were very nimble. When they saw Xu Qing walking out of the dense forest carrying half of the wild boar, their eyes widened. Some of them had a trace of doubt in their eyes. They had clearly understood just now.
I didn't hear any gunshots. Where did this wild boar come from?
Guo Sangkun knew what Xu Qing was capable of and came up to him with a smile: "Good guy, we haven't seen each other for a long time and we got such a big piece of pork. It seems we are in for a treat today."
Xu Qing threw the wild boar on the ground and said, "It's funny, I just happened to run into it."
Guo Sangkun said jokingly: "If you encounter a tiger or a leopard, will you just drag it over?"
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "The wild boars can be killed, but it is better to leave some for breeding of tigers and leopards."
Guo Sangkun smiled and said something to the Burmese people behind him. Several Burmese people happily came up and carried away the wild boar. It was certainly better to have fresh meat to beat the teeth as a sacrifice than to eat the dried meat they brought.
Many of these people were experts at cooking wild game, and soon the aroma of meat wafted from the mountain col, and the grease licked by the flames squeaked loudly.
The greedy snake in the forest did not come out again. Maybe it was full and went to find a place to eat. Snakes eat by swallowing. They eat it whole and then find a place to slowly digest it. Naturally, this giant python also
No exception.
After eating and drinking, everyone left the mountain col and continued to the north. This place was not a good place to camp. If they stayed, they would definitely be spied by the wild beasts who came to drink water, which would only cause trouble.
After walking nearly ten miles north, with the sun gradually setting in the west, Guo Sangkun found an open space for everyone to gather together to light a bonfire, set up tents, and prepare to spend the night.
Powdered medicine to control insects, ants, locusts and other things was also sprinkled next to the tent. The smell was a bit pungent, but the effect seemed to be pretty good. Xu Qing saw with his own eyes a mountain locust that immediately curled up into a ball when it came close to the powder, as if it was burned by fire.
It seems like it has passed.
Twelve Burmese people were arranged to take turns to keep vigil. Xu Qing and others got into the tent and took a deep sleep. The night in Kumen Ridge was even noisier than last night, with various nocturnal animals roaring chaotically and insects singing on thin ropes.
One after another, it's like a unique symphony concert.
Xu Qing lay in his sleeping bag and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. The saber and pistol were placed within easy reach. He could react immediately to the slightest movement, but it was really a pain in the ass to fall asleep.
The bonfire was blazing outside, and the firewood was exploding in the fire. Xu Qing was just beginning to wander between half-asleep and half-awake. Boom! A clear gunshot pierced the night sky, followed by two more gunshots, mixed with
There were bursts of howls of injured beasts.
Xu Qing grabbed the saber with his backhand and got out of the sleeping bag. He rushed out of the tent and saw several people whispering around a dark object. When he got closer, he saw it was a leopard, which had been shot twice.
There was also a bloody hole in his head from the bullet, and he was already dead.
Guo Sangkun stood aside with a gun. When he saw Xu Qing coming over, he came up to him with a smile and said, "A leopard hit the muzzle of the gun. It's a pity that these guys are not good at marksmanship and broke a good piece of leather."
Xu Qing glanced at the dead leopard on the ground and said, "What a pity, it's still a female leopard."
The dead leopard had a row of engorged milk bags on its abdomen. It looked like it was a female leopard that had just given birth to cubs. Its death was tantamount to cutting off the livelihood of several leopard cubs.
Guo Sangkun touched his nose and said: "It is probably hungry and rushed into the camp for no reason..."
Xu Qing looked at the dark forest with some melancholy, and whispered: "I'm sorry for the little leopards, forget it, I'll go back to sleep." He turned around and walked into the tent again.
The morning dew began to fall the next day and the weather was slightly cold. The group packed up their things and started heading north again. Xu Qing noticed that many Burmese people wiped their exposed skin with large tobacco leaves dipped in water.
I asked Guo Sangkun with some confusion.
Guo Sangkun whispered: "Tobacco leaves rubbed on the body can prevent poisonous insects and locusts. Yesterday, several people were bitten by locusts on the road. Even though they are not big, a few can make people lose their mobility without knowing it."
Ability, wounds are very easy to get infected in the jungle, and a piece of skin the size of a fingernail will grow into maggots in a few days if not treated properly."
Xu Qing felt a chill in his heart and said in surprise: "Don't we have potions? Why don't we give them some?"
Guo Sangkun said with a sneer: "They are all old hunters who hang out in the woods. They have their own unique methods. Others don't look down on the potions we have."
Xu Qing didn't ask any questions and followed the crowd quickly. After half a day, the team stopped by a forest shrouded in white mist. Several Burmese people pointed at the forest and murmured. Guo Sangkun walked away from the baggage.
He took out a bottle of pills and quickly distributed them to everyone, and also gave a few to Xu Qing.
"There is miasma in the woods ahead. Hold this pill in your mouth and go around it as quickly as possible."
Xu Qing slapped the pill into his mouth, and a spicy taste suddenly spread between his mouth and tongue, making him frown.
The Burmese people all took the pills and walked cautiously towards the place where the white fog was thin. The moment they were close to the fog, their feet stepped up in vain and they started to trot. The pace was not very fast. If a person really ran, his breathing rate would definitely increase.
The more miasma is inhaled, the pill may not be able to be suppressed.
The shade of trees in this forest, the rotting corpses of dead animals and plants, and the special environment with poor air circulation will produce miasma. This dense and persistent gas is fatal to people. How long does the medicine last?
It's hard to say, but I hope I can support myself enough to get out of this forest.