Chapter 9 Rabbit

Fang Zhixing walked into a mountain.

There were trees and rocks all around, and he could occasionally hear birds singing, but when he looked around the woods, he didn't see a single ghost.

Fang Zhixing looked up at the position of the sun from time to time.

The terrain in the mountains is complex, and the treetops block out the sun. As you walk, you may get lost and unable to find your way back.

He walked a distance, made a mark, and said in a voice transmission: "Little dog, dogs can easily remember the path they have walked, right?"

"Of course!"

The little dog suddenly became proud and said complacently: "Cats remember thousands, dogs remember tens of thousands! I am different from you. I don't need to deliberately remember the route. Cats and dogs rely on smell to distinguish the route, not on the route in memory."

"That's good!"

Fang Zhixing suddenly felt that the little dog was very important. "If I get lost, I will have to rely on you to lead the way out."

The thin dog said proudly: "Leave it to me."

As he spoke, he ran ahead, sometimes walking under a tree, sometimes running to a stone and urinating to mark it.

Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed.

Fang Zhixing climbed up and down, through forests and across streams, until his legs were sore, but he didn't find any prey. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and complained to the dog: "Is your dog nose any good? At least you can catch a mouse!"

"Damn it, who are you calling a dog catching a rat?"

The thin dog was also a little unhappy. "You chose this mountain yourself. Why don't you blame me if you can't find prey? I'm just a poor and innocent little dog!"

Fang Zhixing complained: "What's the point of raising you? It's better to raise a pig!"

As they were arguing, a whistle suddenly came from the distance.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Very rhythmic, not like a bird's call.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou looked at each other, immediately shut up and hid behind a big tree.

Not long after, Fang Zhixing saw four figures approaching. He recognized them as Grandpa Song, his two sons, and a grandson who was about twelve or thirteen years old.

The four able-bodied men of the Song family all went out hunting.

They were walking in the same direction as Fang Zhi and accidentally bumped into each other.

But Fang Zhixing didn't know whether this was an accident or not. He suspected that the Song family was following him, so he hid carefully and was ready to draw his bow.

“Wangwang!”

Suddenly, a big black dog jumped out and barked wildly at where Fang Zhixing and the thin dog were.

"Heizi, what's wrong?"

Uncle Song stood there in surprise and doubt, quickly drew out his hunting knife, and squinted his eyes to look forward.

The big black dog kept barking, looking ferocious and ferocious.

Fang Zhixing reluctantly put away his bow and arrow and asked, "Whose dog is it? Why is it barking?"

He then pretended to pull up his pants and walked out from behind the tree, appearing to urinate.

The thin dog lay in the grass with its ears drooping and its tail tucked between its legs. It didn't dare to show its head or even fart, as if it was very afraid of the black dog.

"Hey, it's you, Daniel!"

Uncle Song put away his hunting knife and asked in surprise, "Why are you here? Are you hunting?"

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing smiled, rubbed his stomach, and said honestly: "I'm hungry, so I came out to try my luck."

Uncle Song understood and replied, "You won't have much luck here. The prey has been killed long ago. You have to go forward, at least fifteen miles away from the village, to have a chance of hunting prey."

Fang Zhixing was shocked and said, "Fifteen miles away, so far?"

Uncle Song nodded and sighed, "These days, no one has anything to eat, so they all run out to hunt, catching whatever they can find. Even toads have been eaten up. There is nothing left within a ten-mile radius."

Another person interrupted, "Besides, the area with more prey is over there, and it's occupied by the village chief's family. If we want to hunt prey, we can only run farther away."

Uncle Song's eldest son raised his hand and pointed, his face full of resentment. That direction was exactly where Uncle Zhao and others were going.

Fang Zhixing understood and sighed in frustration: "Hunting is too difficult."

Uncle Song was silent for a moment, then suggested, "How about this? You come with us. No matter what prey we catch, no matter who catches it, we'll give you a share."

Fang Zhixing said, "Forget it. I'd better not bother with it anymore. I'll just go and dig some wild vegetables to last me a day."

Hearing this, Mr. Song did not insist, but just nodded and said, "Okay, then we'll go first."

The group of four left with the big black dog.

Seeing this, the little dog timidly climbed up.

Fang Zhixing said disdainfully: "What's the big deal? You're so cowardly!"

The thin dog yelled, "You know shit."

Fang Zhixing asked curiously, "You are also a dog. Can dogs communicate with each other?"

"Communication is bullshit!"

The thin dog said depressedly: "Dogs can't talk. They judge whether another dog is a friend or foe by smell, barking, and the movement of ears and tails. That big black dog is a hunting dog, not a pet dog. It is very fierce and could bite my neck off in one bite."

Fang Zhixing said disdainfully: "After all, he is a cheating dog, but in the end he is still such a loser."

Xigou said angrily: "Don't talk about me, you are not much better, you are a cheating man after all, why do you act like a mouse seeing a cat when you see everyone?"

Fang Zhixing snorted, "You know shit, this is called prudent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man and the dog suddenly widened their eyes and saw a gray rabbit that had appeared out of nowhere on the grass not far away, eating grass as if no one was around.

"There's a rabbit, a very big one!" the thin dog said excitedly.

Fang Zhixing held his breath, and all the expressions on his face quickly changed to absolute calmness.

Pull the bow and shoot the arrow! Whoosh! More than 20 meters away, the gray rabbit suddenly flipped over and then nailed to the ground. Its limbs struggled wildly, but soon there was no movement.

The thin dog ran over and took a look.

An arrow shot into the gray rabbit's left eye, pierced through the skull, and stuck it diagonally into the ground.

Accurate and ruthless! Very deadly!

Fang Zhixing licked his lips, very satisfied with his arrow. The strength of a full-level apprentice was not exaggerated.

He walked forward, first retrieved the arrow, then picked up the gray rabbit and tested its weight.

It's quite fat, weighing almost five kilograms.

"Hehe, breakfast is finally here." Fang Zhixing was instantly filled with joy.

The little dog jumped up happily and laughed, "Hurry up, I want to eat rabbit meat."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Wangwang~"

Suddenly, there was a loud barking from somewhere.

Fang Zhixing was startled and immediately turned his head, only to see a big black dog suddenly running out and rushing straight towards him.

"Oh shit!" The little dog was so frightened that it immediately lay on the ground, silent as a cicada, not daring to move.

He knew that he must not run, because the more he ran, the more he would stimulate the ferocity of the hounds.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters!

The big black dog approached very quickly. It was too fast! Fang Zhixing was quick-witted and in a very short time, he dropped the gray rabbit, drew his bow and shot the arrow.

“Ah~”

The big black dog suddenly fell forward, slid along the ground, and slid all the way to Fang Zhixing's feet.

Fang Zhixing's arrow accurately hit the big black dog's forehead.

The next moment, Uncle Song and his four companions also ran back, looked at the big black dog, and then looked at Fang Zhixing.

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Fang Zhixing's heartbeat quickened, and he slowly lowered his hand holding the bow and arrow, smiling apologetically, "Uncle Song, this is not my fault. Your dog suddenly jumped on me, and I had no choice but to do it in a hurry."

Uncle Song had a gloomy face and said nothing.

But his eldest son was furious and shouted, "Daniu, you are so bold as to kill my dog!"

He suddenly rushed over, pulled out his hunting knife, raised it, and roared, "I will kill you."

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and drew his bow to shoot an arrow.

Whoosh! The eldest son of the Song family froze up and looked down at his chest. An arrow had pierced his chest, and blood quickly dyed it red.

The expression on his face changed from anger to horror, and he fell to his knees.

"Daming, my son!"

"father!"

Uncle Song was stunned and ran over to support his eldest son. His grandson was so scared that he froze in place.

The second son hurriedly raised his bow, drew out an arrow, and was about to put it on the string.

Whoosh! A flash of cold light suddenly shot out, piercing his throat accurately, and then he covered his neck and fell straight down.

Blood flowed out happily through the fingers.

"Er Ming!"

Uncle Song screamed in shock, turned around to look at his fallen second son, and let out a shrill cry.

Then he turned his head and tightened his grip on the hunting knife.

But before he could stand up, he saw Fang Zhixing drawing the bow and shooting the arrow with extremely smooth and silky movements.

The arrow shot out with a slight arc and penetrated his chest.

He fell on his back.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Grandpa!" His grandson was completely frightened and at a loss.

"Hurry, run!" Uncle Song said urgently with a distorted expression.

His grandson finally reacted, stood up, and started to run.

But just as he turned around, an arrow flew towards him, hit his back and came out from his chest.

Then he collapsed to the ground.

Fang Zhixing's expression was icy cold, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead. After a moment, he lowered his raised arms and walked up to Mr. Song.

Uncle Song lay on his back, his eyes were dead, and he was no longer breathing.

(End of this chapter)