With this kind of shotgun, Wu Bubu became bolder. When he came back from the provincial capital, he didn't stay at home for a few hours before going up to the mountain behind the village. He squatted at the entrance to the jungle where the cow had been used as bait for more than two hours, but there was still no movement.
However, he found a line of tiger footprints, and walked slowly along the footprints in the forest that blocked the sun. As he passed through the forest, the footprints suddenly disappeared. It's no wonder that all he saw were bird trails, and It is covered with a layer of yellowed rotten leaves.
Ahead is a steep cliff, surrounded by thorns, where unknown birds gather from time to time. This almost loses the direction of the hunt. Wu Buquan did not give up. He pushed aside a clump of thorns and climbed to the top of the cliff to stand and look around. The first thing that caught his eye was a cave hidden among the bushes on the west side of the cliff. A tail covered with pole flowers was growing on the cliff. Scanning the entrance of the cave, he immediately realized that there were tigers in the cave. How many there were still needed to be observed. But if he stood on this steep cliff, he would be spotted as soon as the tiger came out of the cave.
Suddenly, maybe the tiger smelled the human scent. It turned around and sprang out to look around. Wu was not allowed to aim the shotgun at it. When he pulled the trigger, the tiger realized the danger, ducked sideways, and went around to the jungle below the cliff. .
At this moment, the shotgun in Wu Buping's hand was fired with a crackle. The cunning tiger wanted to attack him, but seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away and quickly disappeared.
Then, two tiger cubs crawled out of the cave. They were young and carefree. They might have heard the gunshots and came out to watch the fun. Wu Buquan didn't want to hurt the two tiger cubs and was about to collect the shotgun. But he found that there was a big tiger hiding in the cave. In order to protect his tiger cubs, he climbed out of the cave and stood in front of the two tiger cubs at the risk of being hunted. He raised his neck and raised his eyes. Staring at him standing on the cliff coldly.
For Wu Buquan, the opportunity came. He picked up his shotgun and fired until the tiger reluctantly fell down in the grass in front of the cave. Its body was lying on its side with a row under its belly exposed. breast. There was also a tiger cub that was unfortunately shot and killed next to him. That was Brother Tiger. Where is Brother Tiger? Frightened by the deafening gunfire, an instinct of cherishing life made it crawl into the cave.
At that moment, Wu Bu jumped down from the cliff and walked over to take a closer look at the tigress lying in a pool of blood and the tiger cub next to it. He still held the shotgun in his hand in case the male tiger made a surprise attack.
In fact, this kind of worry is unnecessary. The male tiger has fled in a hurry, the forest seems quiet, and the air is mixed with the smell of blood.
Facing the prey in front of him, Wu seemed to be unable to forgive his hatred and muttered to himself: I finally paid off the blood debt for the calves and cows owned by Master Wu. What made him even more happy was that the skin, bones and flesh of the killed tigress were very valuable, more than the value of a few cows.
Wu Bu was no longer afraid that Master Wu would ask him to compensate for the loss of the cow. He was reviewing the prey with a victor's attitude after a lot of hard work. He saw the tiger cub crawling out of the cave again and lying on the dead body. The tigress was slurping milk from her belly. She had no idea that her mother had died, but she must have felt strange because her mother was motionless.
Seeing this, Wu Buquan felt vaguely that he was being too cruel, but his joy prevailed, and of course he dispelled the self-blame in his heart.
How to get the tiger down the mountain? He thought of a way to get a kudzu vine in the jungle, cut it into two pieces, tied one piece to the handle of the shotgun, and held the other piece in his hand. He squatted down and slowly approached the live tiger. Cub.
The live tiger cub was slurping milk, struggling to suckle, and the milk was stuck inside and could not come out, because from the moment the tiger mother's heart stopped beating, everything in her body began to solidify, but the live tiger cub didn't know it, and still couldn't get out. He was so absorbed in holding the tiger's breast in his mouth that Wu was not allowed to pass a piece of kudzu vine through its armpit, tie a girdle, and wrap it tightly around its neck. It didn't understand what was going on.
Wu Buquan tied one end of the kudzu vine to the shotgun pole. He immediately took out the shotgun and put it on his shoulder. The tiger cubs on both ends of the shotgun were alive and dead. The living tiger cubs kept kicking their limbs and looked strangely. The person holding him up didn't know what he was going to do.
Wu was not allowed to carry the two tiger cubs down the mountain, keep the live ones in cages, and let the villagers skin and eat the dead ones. He also invited all the villagers, including Wu Zhujian, to go up the mountain with ropes and levers to carry the dead tigress down the mountain. Everyone used knives around it, and finally peeled off the tiger skin and sold it to the local purchasing station. , the cut tiger meat was shared with the villagers who helped, and the rest was sold for money. The two items totaled more than 6,000 yuan. Wu Zhujian compensated for the loss of the cow by 2,000 yuan, leaving more than 4,000 yuan. Some people wanted to buy his caged tiger cubs, but he refused, saying that they would be worth more if they were allowed to grow up.
At this moment, Wu Buzhu was very prosperous. Many people in the village also wanted to learn hunting from him and make some extra money. But suddenly one day Wu was caught by the police, who confiscated his shotgun, fined him 3,000 yuan, and served half a year in jail because he had hunted a tiger, a national first-level protected animal. What made him even more frustrated was that the caged tiger cub was also confiscated by the Forest Police Bureau and given to the zoo for breeding.
There was a master from Northeastern China named Qu Zi who knew animal language. In his early years, he wore tiger skins and dressed up like a tiger. He went deep into the tiger's den to catch two tiger cubs and sold them to the zoo. The owner of the zoo was not very familiar with tiger breeding technology and later hired him. Work in a zoo, raising animals.
A new tiger cub was added to the zoo and was taken care of by Quzi. Quzi liked it very much and named it "Baby". The baby began to reject Quzi very much. He would not eat the food brought to him and only hummed. Quzi, who knew animal language, understood what the baby meant. He missed his mother.
Quzi was able to adjust its mood, so he made a fake tiger as its mother and placed it in front of it. The baby was very happy, sucking milk from under the belly of the tiger mother. After all, it was made, so where could the milk be? But the baby's good mood was aroused. He didn't get angry when he couldn't suck the milk. He still turned somersaults and rolled in front of the tiger mother. When he got tired from playing, he went to suck the milk again.
At this moment, Qu Zi was quick to think and put the nipple of a milk bottle into its mouth. It sucked it and saw that it was real and tasted pretty good, so it held on to it.
Quzi took the opportunity to get close to it, stretched out his hand to touch its soft, light yellow fur that had sprouted pole flowers, and patted its body gently.
As time goes by, the baby no longer rejects him and has established a relationship with him. When he sees him coming, he lowers his whip-like tail, raises his leaf-like ears, and hums to communicate with him. It hummed, which was a language that Quzi could understand, and it was asking him for food.
At this time, Quzi would put one of his hands behind his back. After listening to the cat's humming, he would reach around and throw a piece of pork or something in front of the baby. Often the food would not even hit the ground completely. It was really fun to watch being caught by the clever baby.
