Erlang Shen's cries continued, and General Hei also kept shouting, all within that patch of second-grade forest.

It's okay if the dog keeps barking, the problem is if it doesn't bark at all.

Once the dog stops barking, it's either because the prey has escaped or it has encountered a large animal, in which case it will be killed in one move.

Hearing the dog barking incessantly, Sheng Xiping knew what was going on, so he led his two younger brothers and ran all the way to the second batch of woods.

Two legs can't outrun four legs. The dog can dash over without much effort, but it would be much harder for a person to run over.

When the three Sheng brothers arrived at this second-crop forest and saw the scene before them, they were all delighted.

"Brother, look! A roe deer."

Under a tree that was only six or seven centimeters in diameter and a little over ten feet tall, hung an animal with straw-yellow fur, a short tail with white hair at the base of the tail, which looked a bit like a deer, but was much smaller.

The snare is made using the elasticity of the tree itself. Once an animal touches the mechanism on the ground, the tree immediately bounces back, pulling up the snare buried in the ground.

Normally, the rope snare is covered with mud and weeds. Yesterday, Sheng Xiping even put holly, which roe deer love to eat, on the rope snare.

As the roe deer lowered its head to eat holly, it triggered a mechanism on the ground, and the lasso caught right around the roe deer's head and one of its front legs.

At this moment, the roe deer was hanging in mid-air, with its hind legs more than a meter off the ground.

The roe deer struggled violently, causing the tree trunk to sway continuously, and the rope tightened more and more.

If Sheng Xiping and his group had arrived even half a day later, the roe deer would have hanged itself there; it's still alive now.

Erlang Shen and the Black General barked wildly beneath the roe deer.

The more they called out, the more frightened the roe deer struggled, and the more it struggled, the more violently the tree swayed.

So it wasn't that Erlang Shen didn't want to jump up and take a bite, but there was simply nowhere to get a foothold and he couldn't bite.

It was so anxious that it kept howling and barking from below.

Seeing this, Sheng Xiping whistled, called the dog aside, and then fired a shot directly at the roe deer's head.

The shot went straight to the head, and the roe deer kicked a few times before stopping.

Sheng Xiping then put the gun aside, stepped forward to untie the ropes, put down the roe deer carcass, pulled out the knife tied to his leg, and disemboweled it.

"Brother, why did you have to fire a shot just now? Couldn't you have just used a knife?"

Or we could untie the other end of the rope and catch one alive to take back.

Sheng Xi'an came over to help, and at the same time asked in confusion.

"Do you know how much it hurts if such a big roe deer kicks you? It might even break your intestines."

Sheng Xiping laughed as soon as he heard that.

"On the first day I went into the mountains with my master, he told me that if I wanted to be a hunter, I couldn't be soft-hearted."

Prioritize your own safety above all else; do not take unnecessary risks.

"If I had gone up and stabbed the roe deer with a knife, as you said, and it was hanging in mid-air, would I have had to hold it down before I could make the cut?"

What if it struggles and kicks me? What if I untie the other end of the rope and it runs away without me noticing?

Although firing the gun used up a bullet, it was safe; the person was not in danger, and the roe deer couldn't escape either.

He went into the mountains to hunt for the purpose of entertaining guests at the roof-raising ceremony tomorrow, not to catch live animals to raise. Wouldn't it be easier to just kill them directly?

The Sheng brothers seemed to understand, but nodded repeatedly. "Oh, I see."

Sheng Xiping shook his head, offering no further explanation, and began dissecting the wound with remarkable speed and efficiency.

The roe deer had already died and was lying on its side on the ground.

Sheng Xiping knelt down, pressing down the roe deer's two legs with his own, and lifting up the front leg with his left hand.

Then, holding the knife in his right hand, he stabbed it down the roe deer's throat, cutting through the flesh and making a downward slit.

The knife was incredibly sharp, and Sheng Xiping had exceptional strength in his hand, so he easily disemboweled the victim.

Sheng Xiping reached out and pulled out the roe deer's internal organs.

The heart was split in two and given to Erlang Shen and the Black General to eat.

He handed the roe deer liver to his two younger brothers. "You two eat this."

Sheng Xi'an and Sheng Xikang's expressions changed instantly, their faces filled with horror as they looked at the blood-soaked roe deer liver in their elder brother's hand.

"Brother, are you kidding me? This stuff is all blood, it's stinky and disgusting, you want us to eat it raw?"

"Roe deer liver can clear the mind and improve eyesight, it's the best for the eyes."

When the Oroqen people hunt roe deer, they eat the liver raw.

Studying hard strains your eyes; eating this is good for them. Don't bite the hand that feeds you; you don't appreciate a kind heart.

Sheng Xiping held a roe deer liver in his hands and presented it to his two younger brothers, but the expression on his face seemed to carry a hint of threat.

Sheng Xi'an and Sheng Xikang exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and reluctantly accepted the roe deer liver.

The two men held the roe deer liver in their palms, examined it for a few minutes, swallowed hard, and then, with a determined look and their eyes closed, stuffed the bloody liver into their mouths.

Roe deer liver is very tender, and apart from the smell of blood, it doesn't have any other strange taste.

The two brothers didn't dare to savor it properly; they chewed it quickly and swallowed it.

Sheng Xiping finally smiled when he saw his two younger brothers eating roe deer liver.

"It's really for your own good, not to harm you."

The liver of a roe deer can be eaten raw, but the meat cannot, as it contains parasites.

"Wait until we get back and skin him, then you'll see."

As Sheng Xiping spoke, he gave the remaining offal to the two dogs.

The two dogs came out this morning without eating, and they just ran so far, they're both hungry.

The little bit of roe deer heart they had just eaten was no use at all, so they ignored it and went to eat the offal on the side.

Sheng Xiping was quite satisfied with the trip, having gained a lot from it.

After the two dogs had finished eating the entrails, Sheng Xiping carried the remaining nearly forty pounds of roe deer, had his second brother carry the gun, and the three brothers led the dogs back home.

The return journey was uneventful, and the three brothers made it back to the forest farm without any major complications.

"Dad, Mom, we're back! Come see what we've got!"

As soon as we entered the gate, Sheng Xikang called out.

Sheng Xitai, who doesn't like to get up during the holidays and prefers to sleep in, ran out wearing only his underwear as soon as he heard his third brother making noise outside.

"Huh, what kind of things do they have?"

Just as Sheng Xiping put the roe deer on the ground, he saw Lao Liu's appearance and slapped his younger brother's buttocks.

"Nine years old, not a child anymore, what doesn't he understand?"

Hurry back inside and get dressed; it's quite chilly this early in the morning. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?

These days, fabric is scarce, and people don't have many clothes to wear. Shirts and undershirts are rare, let alone pajamas; I've never even heard of them.

At night, most people take off all their clothes except for their underwear and vests when they go to sleep, and men simply wear just their underwear.

Some families don't even wear underwear and sleep naked.

I just throw on my coat and pants as soon as I get up in the morning, and that's it.

Even in winter, many people wear cotton-padded pants with bare legs.

Those who can wear an undershirt under their cotton-padded trousers must be wealthy and very particular.