This time when they went up the mountain, Luo Hongkai applied double the amount of snake repellent to Li Xiangdong's body, since he had fallen off the cliff yesterday because he was frightened by a large snake.

After walking for more than three hours, the group finally reached the edge of Wild Boar Ridge.

Yesterday they scattered a lot of coarse salt around the pit, and when the wild boars came out to forage, they would lick the salt and fall into the pit.

Even from a distance, they could hear the pitiful cries of "Wei-er~ Wei-er~" rising and falling. The group was overjoyed, realizing that quite a few wild boars had fallen into the trap!

Luo Hongkai loaded the British 77mm bullets, and the others also held their homemade guns and Type 65 semi-automatic rifles, on high alert.

However, after checking, they found that apart from the eleven large wild boars and twelve small wild boars in the trap pit, there were no large herds of wild boars wandering around.

It seems that the large wild boar and its cubs were wandering along the edge when they discovered the coarse salt, which led them to fall into the trap because of their greed.

The method of using coarse salt to attract wild animals has a long history.

There was once a joke, I don't know if it's true or not, that goes like this: We Chinese protect the environment, and along the border with the neighboring Joseon Dynasty, the forests are lush and green, and there are many roe deer and deer.

The Joseon people spread salt along the border to attract roe deer and deer, which they then hunted. Our forestry bureau was furious and wanted to spread salt on our side as well, but then we thought that these wild animals might save the lives of the Joseon people, so we abandoned the idea.

Therefore, just like humans, salt is an essential food for wild animals.

Li Xiangdong looked down at the trap pit. Some of the small wild boars were injured by the bamboo skewers and lay listlessly at the bottom of the pit. But the large wild boars had thick skin and flesh, so the bamboo skewers not only couldn't hurt them, but they also broke all the bamboo skewers.

The wild boar opened its mouth wide and kept trying to jump upwards to escape the trap, but the trap was wider at the top than at the bottom, and it couldn't get out at all.

Luo Hongkai took out an exquisite iron crossbow from his back pocket; the bolts were also made of iron.

He swiftly shot each wild boar with an arrow, hitting their hind legs one after another.

The wild boar let out a pitiful howl, then gradually went limp, and finally collapsed to the ground silently, as if it were dead.

At this point, someone used a specially made long pole to reach down into the pit, and put the wire attached to the pole around the wild boar's mouth. With a pull of the pole, the wire snare tightly restrained the wild boar's most vulnerable part.

They poked the wild boar a few more times with a pole to make sure it was truly unconscious and not just playing dead. Then, someone jumped into the trap and tied the boar's limbs with wire. Then, a dozen or so people above pulled the boar up together.

This process was repeated until all twenty-odd wild boars were pulled up and piled together.

"Uncle Luo, how long will this anesthetic last? We hope these wild boars don't wake up on the way!"

"Yeah, the few of us are no match for wild boars!"

The man with the gap-toothed grinned, "You guys don't know Master Luo's skills? If that anesthetic were used on you, you wouldn't wake up for ten days or half a month!"

The person who asked the question earlier retorted, "If he doesn't wake up in ten days or half a month, he's dead!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Luo Hongkai carefully removed the crossbow bolts from the wild boar and put them back in his bag.

"Don't worry, the dose I've given you today is so strong that even if Lone Pig came, he wouldn't wake up for a while!"

Luo Hongkai never spoke nonsense, and after he said that, no one had any further questions.

Li Xiangdong secretly asked Luo Hongkai, "What is anesthetic powder?"

Luo Hongkai secretly told him that the anesthetic powder he used was the same formula as Hua Tuo's "Mafeisan" from the Three Kingdoms period, which was made by grinding together six herbs: Datura stramonium, raw Aconitum carmichaelii, Angelica dahurica, Angelica sinensis, Ligusticum chuanxiong, and Arisaema heterophyllum.

The datura flower mentioned here is actually the datura flower. Its alkaloids are poisonous and can cause temporary nerve paralysis in living organisms.

Datura stramonium can also inhibit sweat gland secretion, and it is said that the main ingredient in ancient sweat-inducing medicine was Datura stramonium.

Datura flower, also known as goldenrod

The fruit of the datura

More than 30 people came this time. Apart from Bai Yulong, Luo Yonggang, Luo Hongkai, He Chaochao and Li Xiangdong, the others were busy transporting the wild boars back to the village.

The man with the gap-toothed man asked Luo Hongkai, "Uncle Luo, aren't you going back to the village together?"

As Luo Hongkai tidied up the traps, he said, "There are a lot of pheasants here. We have some distinguished guests coming to my house. I'll catch a few more pheasants to take back for a treat!"

Someone joked with him, "Your grandson is so rich, why would he need this piece of meat?"

Luo Hongkai glanced at him and said, "How is this the same? They don't have pheasants in their plains, so it's rare for them to have some wild game."

Everyone thought about it and agreed. Some even felt sorry for Li Xiangdong. What good is money?

They can't even afford to eat wild game, they're not even as poor as us!

A sense of pride welled up in the villagers' hearts, and they sang folk songs joyfully as they carried the wild boar down the mountain.

After they left, Luo Hongkai actually led Bai Yulong and Luo Yonggang to hunt a few plump pheasants.

Li Xiangdong had He Chaochao dig up Sichuan fritillary bulbs, while he himself pretended to stroll around in the surrounding woods.

After wandering around for a couple of times, everything became quiet.

After confirming that no one was around, Luo Hongkai tied the rope around his waist to a large redwood tree that was as thick as a person's embrace, and then tugged on it to make sure that the rope could withstand the strain.

"Yonggang, Chaochao, you two stay up here. Yulong and I will go down east!"

Luo Yonggang was a little worried about his father's old arms and legs, after all, he was seventy years old. "Dad, let me go down, you can keep watch from up here."

"We don't know what will happen next. You're not quick-witted enough and can't adapt to changing circumstances."

Luo Yonggang: ...

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