After that, Chen Jie lurked at the entrance of the village almost every night with a hunting rifle, but he could not "gather" the wild animal. After analyzing the reason, he found out that whenever there was any movement or smell, the hunting dog could not hold its breath and barked. The ground is barking. Isn’t it strange that it doesn’t scare away wild animals?
Unexpectedly, in early winter, snowflakes started to fall in the sky, and the villages and mountains gradually turned white. Chen Jie felt that this was a good day for hunting.
On this day, he took his hunting dog and headed into the forest and found plum blossom-shaped footprints. Due to the heavy wind and snow, when I looked at the whereabouts of the footprints, it was a bit unclear, and most of them were buried under the powder of snow.
He instinctively rubbed his boots on the snow, and a few chicken feathers were exposed. Then he subconsciously rubbed deeper, and a pile of animal bones was revealed. He suddenly recalled the loss of chickens from his house and neighbors on a midsummer night, and concluded that there might be one or more weasels hiding in the woods, coming out at night to attack the poultry in nearby cottages.
Driving into the snow-laden forest, the hunting dog seemed to smell something and barked inexplicably towards a steep cliff on the other side of the mountain. After a while, a weasel sprang out of the cave under the giant cliff and fled quickly towards the snow-filled valley.
At this time, the hunting dog stopped barking and chased after him like flying. Before Chen Jie could see clearly what kind of animal it was, he took off the shotgun from his back and held it, watching warily in the direction of the hunting dogs. The hunting dogs kept chasing until a piece of unobstructed snow appeared outside the forest. Chen Jie followed him. Before he walked out of the forest, a gray-yellow shadow flashed in his eyes. It was a weasel. He said to himself in a positive tone. Talk to yourself.
The one being chased was indeed a weasel. Because the hunting dogs were pursuing it, the weasel, unable to hide in the woods, turned around and ran into the endless snow-capped fields.
This weasel is the second child mentioned earlier. The reason why it is relatively safe after living in the woods for several months is because the woods are deep and easy to hide. In addition, other wild beasts appear frequently. Hunters often pay attention to those large ones. Wild animals, such as wild boars, porcupines and muntjacs, etc., and then there are birds that are easily exposed, such as turtle doves, bamboo chickens and pheasants.
Even if a hunting dog comes out, due to the numerous scents of various wild beasts, it will be difficult to identify the exact prey unless there is a wild beast moving within its field of vision. Weasel, on the other hand, is cautious and clever, especially the second child, who has been horrified to witness the tragic misfortune of his ancestors and accomplices many times. He was lucky enough to survive, so he was very vigilant and conservative every time he went out.
Sometimes the cries of hunting animals in the forest merged together, and the second child hid in the cave and remained motionless, thus avoiding the killing rounds again and again. The reason why it was exposed this time was, of course, because of the heavy snowfall, which allowed hunters to discover the footprints it left on the snow. Generally, experienced animals hide in caves with entrances and exits in the severe winter. Those with entrances and no exits can only be used temporarily and cannot be used as long-term shelters, because the second child has long-term residence under the steep cliff. A cave with an entrance and no exit will naturally be exposed once a heavy snow falls.
Now the second child is running away desperately, but its figure is always within the sight of the hunter and the hunting dog. Seeing a cottage on the south side of the field, the weasel crossed the field and slipped into the cottage. Its figure disappeared around the corner of a tiled house.
Chen Jie was a little anxious. How could he let the wild animal escape when he was about to get it? At this time, the hunting dog rushed over. It smelled the scent and walked around the door of a wing of the tiled house, barking.
The thick snow in front of the house was trampled, making a splashing sound. All the men, women and children in the village crowded over. They didn't know what was going on at first. Looking at the hunting dogs and hunters, they understood it. The owner of the house was a middle-aged woman. She asked carefully about the situation and found out that a weasel had sneaked into her house.
Chen Jie was about to go in, but she stopped him at the door and said: You can't break into people's houses casually. If you want to go in to catch wild animals, you have to make a condition. Chen Jie asked her what conditions she wanted to give. If I hadn't chased them away all the way, would the weasels have come into your house? The woman didn't talk about that. She only said that anyone who saw the wild thing on the mountain had something to do with it, not to mention that the wild thing ran into her house. The dog was still barking at the door of the ear room. It would not break in easily without the owner's instructions. It knew that this was not a mountain and jungle.
Chen Jie said helplessly to the woman: Okay! I entered the house and caught a weasel. All I want is a piece of skin and its meat will be left to you.
So the woman was speechless and allowed the hunter to enter the house to search. The hunting dog jumped into the door first. It smelled it and immediately jumped into the bedroom on the left. The hair on its neck stood up angrily and barked under the bed.
Chen Jie walked into the bedroom calmly, and the woman followed him in, staring at him in wonder as he caught wild animals. At this time, Chen Jie took off the shotgun from his body, placed it horizontally on a dusty table, pointed the muzzle of the gun at an earthen wall, and told the woman not to move. The woman said why not put the shotgun in the corner? Chen Jie said no, it would be dangerous if he tripped over something and misfired.
Afterwards, he bent down and found the weasel leaning against the corner of the bed, shivering and trembling. Chen Jie stood up, took out a wooden stick several meters long from the corner of the door, and stabbed the weasel heavily. Then it turned around and escaped from the unattended side of the bed. As soon as it slipped out, it was pounced upon. The hunting dog bit down on its neck, and the weasel howled and moved its limbs vigorously. Chen Jie grabbed its two ears, picked it up, exited the bedroom, and turned around to the corridor.
He smiled and said to the woman: I will only peel off its skin and leave the meat to your family. As he spoke, he pressed the scabbard on his waist, and a gleaming moon-shaped knife popped out. He poked the weasel in the mouth with the tip of the knife. The beast was unable to resist, and a pool of blood dripped on the ground. The hunting dog nodded and licked it, then raised its head and watched Chen Jie skin the weasel on a wooden ladder.
This weasel really didn't think that it would die so tragically. From the hunting dog's mouth to the blade of Chen Jie's knife, it felt the heartbreaking pain and could no longer hum. When Chen Jie continued to use the knife to peel off its skin. , it has passed out, become numb, and no longer feels pain.
Its soul, like a wisp of green smoke, has left its body, floating in the sky above the corridor to watch the ferocious hunter skinning it. In order not to damage the skin, Chen Jie skillfully used a knife to cut from the weasel's nostril to its forehead, and then from its chin to the pee area under its belly. Some parts were not completely scratched, so he repeatedly and vigorously cut it. After a few cuts, it looked like a straight line soaked in blood. Chen Jie put down the knife, grabbed the skin with both hands, and tore it to both sides, as if taking off his clothes. More than 90% of the bloody weasel was freed. There was still a bit of skin that couldn't be torn off, so he slashed it with the knife and took it off completely.
