It was just dawn in the morning. Deep in Wufeng Mountain, there was a deserted area, overgrown with weeds and rocks. Among the thorn bushes, at a glance, you could see earthy yellow colors mixed with dots of yellow and green. A strong wind blew in your face, and the branches hit your face. There is a slight pain on the upper part.
Wild deer, mammals, deer family, are small, sensitive, and extremely alert. They are mainly distributed in places with thorns, hills, and ridges. They mainly feed on thorn leaves, fallen fruits, and weeds on the ground.
There is a thorn bush in the distance, and you can vaguely see that it is covered with dark red and variegated fruits. Next to the pile of rocks about tens of meters away, Lin Feng is covered with a grass net made of weeds, with only a small gap leaking out. .
Under the grass net, Lin Feng was lying on the dug-out earthen nest, looking intently around a small fruit tree with a wild jujube in his mouth. When he was thirsty, Lin Feng chewed a small one to quench his thirst and promote fluid production. , moisten the throat.
Half an hour passed, and Lin Feng did not move, quietly listening to even the slightest sound in the surrounding environment. It was not yet dawn, and stars were scattered in the gray sky. There was a little moisture in the air. This was wild. If the deer's feeding time comes too early, the light will be very dark, which is not conducive to observation and shooting. As soon as day breaks, wild deer will hide in the criss-crossing dense forests, making them difficult to find.
Therefore, the time to hunt wild deer is during the early morning feeding time, and Lin Feng obviously seized this suitable time.
"Si...Sisi..." A faint voice came over, and Lin Feng felt happy when he heard it. He stayed still and moved his eyes to search for traces of wild deer.
Thinking that he had cultivated his spiritual consciousness, Lin Feng slowly swept his spiritual consciousness over. Within a range of more than ten meters, all the scenes clearly appeared in his mind, but unfortunately, no wild deer appeared.
After some time, more than 20 meters away, a clump of branches swayed slightly, and Lin Feng saw it.
"I found you!" Lin Feng secretly said, moving the crossbow arrow slowly, aiming at the black shadow of the rope under the yellow fruit on the right side of a ginkgo tree in the distance. He took a deep breath, and Lin Feng slowly pulled the trigger. the trigger.
"Whoosh", the crossbow arrow hit the wild deer's chest and nailed its heart. The wild deer struggled feebly for a few times, raised its head and stared at the arrow shaft, and soon stopped moving. Unfortunately, it didn't know that the enemy was far away. , before dying, he thought the enemy was an arrow shaft.
Lin Feng did not continue to get up, but continued to lie down, waiting for the next prey to arrive.
Time passed minute by minute, and the sky gradually became brighter. It seemed that we could only catch this one wild deer today.
But Lin Feng was still very happy. After all, sometimes even if he went out several mornings in a row, he might not be able to shoot one.
Just as he was about to get up, a lithe black figure seemed to be unable to resist the temptation of blood and crept towards the dead mountain deer.
"Damn it, I'm just trying to get something for nothing, this damn lynx." Lin Feng cursed secretly. The lynx's meat had a smell that lingered no matter how it was cooked or roasted. It was really not that good. It is delicious, and its fur is of some use, but because no one buys it, it is very useless, and most hunters are not willing to catch it.
Unwilling to catch the duck, Lin Feng quickly stood up. Without enough time to string the crossbow, he quickly pulled out the flying knife and threw it.
"Wow!", the bobcat was startled, and it hurriedly bit the forest deer and was about to run away. A flying knife pierced the tree trunk behind its butt with a loud sound, almost causing its butt to explode. The bobcat jumped to the other side with its legs. tree.
When Lin Feng saw it, he became anxious. He ran quickly to close the distance, took out the flying knife, and threw it out one after another. He always regretted not practicing the accuracy of the flying knife at long distances, especially for moving targets. The first knife missed, and it was even more difficult to hit the agile and moving bobcat later.
The lynx jumped left and right nimbly, dodging one flying knife after another. It seemed that he saw that the accuracy of the opponent's flying knives was not very good, and the lynx's eyes showed an anthropomorphic expression of ridicule.
More than ten meters behind the lynx, Lin Feng was so angry that his lungs were exploding. Damn it, don't let me catch you. Otherwise, I will eat you even if I pinch my nose and pick my skin.
The sound of "whoosh" startled Lin Feng. He rolled on the spot and hid behind a giant locust tree. He hurriedly stringed the crossbow and loaded it. He held it tightly in his hand and listened to the sounds around him with his ears. , completely unaware that a few tree thorns were stuck in his back.
After a few seconds, there was no follow-up, and when I looked through the gap between the trees, I saw that the bobcat had been hit by an arrow and was already dead.
"Which friend fired the arrow? What a skill!" Lin Feng opened his mouth and shouted, but did not relax his vigilance.
"I'm Wang Meng. I'm from the Wangji Night Market. I'm here to hunt." Footsteps were heard in the distance. A thin and capable young man raised his hands and raised the crossbow above his head with his right hand, indicating that he meant no harm.
"Oh, my brother is from Wangji Night Market. I don't know if you know Mr. Wang from Wangji Grocery Store." Seeing this, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. He held the crossbow arrow hanging down in his hand and signaled. There is no danger to myself.
"That's my third uncle. If you know him, then we are friends." Wang Meng was very forthright, with a loyal and simple look on his face.
"Brother Wang, thank you very much. Without your intervention, this lynx would have snatched the wild deer away from me."
"You're welcome, brother. You're luckier than me. You hit a wild deer. I've been lying down for two days and still haven't hit it, haha." Wang Meng put the one-meter-long crossbow on his back. , said with an envious look.
"Brothers from the Wang family are all our own. Let's follow the old rules. The bobcat belongs to you, and the wild deer family takes half." Lin Feng and Mr. Wang are very familiar with each other. Besides, the old hunting rules are like this. If the other party helps, it is reasonable to share half. Wild deer, if there is meat, everyone should share it.
"Brother, you don't have to be like this. I'll keep the lynx, and the wild deer is still yours. You've been busy all morning!" Wang Meng was very down-to-earth and didn't want to take advantage.
The two found a clean place and sat down to chat. It turns out that Wang Meng’s father is the eldest, and he has four brothers and sisters. Wang Meng also has an older brother, Wang Yong, who sets up a stall at the Wangji Night Market to sell barbecued wild animals from the mountains. Wang Meng hunts all year round. In addition to eating at home, the rest is sent over to barbecue. For sale, Lin Feng would go to his house to have a barbecue when he was greedy. His barbecue skills were not to mention, and Lin Feng thought that his barbecue skills were far behind others.
The two discussed their age. Wang Meng was three years older, so Lin Feng called him Brother Wang. Lin Feng took out his dagger and took out the mountain deer. He tried it with his hands and found that it weighed about forty or fifty kilograms. With a few cuts, he cut the deer into pieces. Cut in half, the size is about the same by visual inspection. The wild deer was hunted by Lin Feng, and the deer head belongs to Lin Feng.
Without thinking, Lin Feng handed over the half-length venison, and Wang Meng said continuously: "Brother is so generous, I won't be polite."
"It's okay. My old uncle Li likes to eat deer brains, so I'll keep them. Brother Wang, you're welcome." Lin Feng smoothly put the half-length venison with the deer head into his backpack.
"Brother, are you free today?" Wang Meng asked.
"Nothing happened today. I suffered a slight injury in Tianshan not long ago, so I plan to rest for two days." Lin Feng pointed at his newly scarred face and the bruised left side of his neck.
"The injury on your neck is quite special. The bones are not injured, right?"
"It's okay, it's just a flesh wound, it's not a problem." Lin Feng's old face turned red, a little unnatural.
"Are you okay today? Let's go to my house together. I'll stew the bobcat for you to taste." Wang Meng invited warmly.
"Forget it. I really can't get used to eating lynx meat. I grilled it once before and ate half of it while holding my nose. I almost threw up." Lin Feng seemed to be thinking of the smell of lynx meat. The corner of his mouth twitched for a long time, and he refused with nausea.
"Brother, I don't know. The meat of Bobcat does have a fishy smell, but through the addition of a variety of seasonings and the unique stewing technique, you won't be able to taste the fishy smell at all after it is made. ." Wang Meng listened to Lin Feng complaining with a funny face and quickly persuaded him.
"And this matter, little brother, I am really ignorant." Upon hearing this, Lin Feng became interested.
"The lynx is a rare animal. In addition, it is very sensitive and difficult to catch, so few people study how to cook it deliciously. However, our family has hunted for generations and often hunted various animals. For I have done some research on how different animals eat." When he said this, Wang Meng showed a proud look on his face.
"It's really like a mountain apart, my little brother is convinced!"
