In the deep mountains in autumn, just after noon, a little dark-skinned boy leaned low in a clump of dead grass, and he didn't dare to make a sound. When he looked through the grass, he could see that about thirty feet in front of him, a big white-headed tiger was slowly approaching the trap.

The young man is named Fang Sheng. He is only thirteen years old this year, but he has been hunting with his father and second uncle for two years. He has experienced a lot. Despite this, this is his first time hunting a tiger. This thing is the king of the mountains and forests. Except for a few poisonous snakes, nothing is more dangerous than a tiger!

In the past two years, he had developed a habit. When prey appeared, he would automatically slow down his breathing and lighten it. It was a bit like the breathing technique used by those figures in the martial arts world when meditating. However, the breathing technique in the martial arts world has the effect of calming the mind. Fang Sheng was just calm on the surface at this time, and his heart was pounding wildly. The big tiger in front of him was discovered by him and his father. It took him half a month to understand the habits of the beast. Until last night, he, his father and his second uncle, the three of them dug out a trap overnight, buried bamboo sticks, and threw a pheasant at the bottom of the trap. Then they each lurked aside and waited for the beast to hook.

In order to hunt this tiger, he and his father hadn't fought any wild animals for half a month. The family was about to lose their money, but if they could successfully hunt this tiger, the tiger skin, tiger bones, and tiger whip were all good things, and the income was enough for their family to spend half a year!

Regarding his own food and clothing, Fang Sheng was naturally extremely careful. He hid in the grass and only dared to turn his eyes to look at the place where his father and his second uncle were hiding. His father was closest to the trap, wearing a straw raincoat woven with branches and leaves, hiding in a tree. If Fang Sheng hadn't known there in advance, he wouldn't have seen it. His second uncle was not far from his right, and he was also lying in the grass, with no trace of ups and downs in his body.

Fang Sheng felt a little at ease and began to concentrate on looking at the big tiger.

The pheasant in the trap felt danger and began to feel uneasy. The big tiger only heard the sound, but no chicken shadows were seen, and could only look forward along the smell.

The trap was built with branches and a layer of floating soil was covered, leaving only a ventilation hole for the pheasant. Perhaps it was due to the keen nature of the animals, and it was the dangerous aura that came from this small hole that made the pheasant inside more and more uneasy.

The big tiger smelled the smell and came to the trap quickly, but stopped alertly and refused to move forward. The low tiger roar gently came from the big tiger's mouth. The pheasant in the trap finally couldn't help it and began to scatter in the trap.

"Bang", after a muffled sound, the pheasant hit the top of the trap, and the layer of floating soil at the upper end was slightly pushed up, and then the dust fell down. The big tiger was startled and quickly lowered its body, making a defensive posture.

Fang Sheng was anxious and almost lifted his hunting fork to stand up, but he saw that his second uncle had no movement after seeing that he had no movement, so he had to press his temperament and continue to lie down.

Sure enough, the big tiger saw that there was no danger, so it relaxed again. After a while, the big tiger approached the trap again. When the pheasant hit the top of the trap, it did not scare it. It just stopped for a moment and continued to approach. The big tiger seemed to have suffered the loss of the trap. When it reached the edge of the trap, it stopped and carefully stretched out its front paw and pulled forward. Without slashing it twice, the layer of branches on the trap was exposed, and the pheasant below also fell into its eyes.

As soon as he saw the pheasant, the big tiger leaned forward again, pressing one front paw on the edge of the trap, and the other front paw continued to pull it away, trying to pull the branch open.

It was a long time to say that, before Fang Sheng could see his father's movements, his father had already pulled the rope in his hand back! The other end of the rope was connected to a wooden cone that fixed the soil layer along the edge of the trap. The force came. The wooden cone brought a bunch of soil and flew out. The soil layer along the edge of the trap was immediately loosened! The front paw that the big tiger attached to the ground was empty and fell into the trap head-on! Then there was a roar of the sky-shaking tiger, and it must have been the bamboo stick in the trap pierced into the big tiger's belly!

Before his father could shout, Fang Sheng and his second uncle had already raised their hunting fork and rushed up. After running for a few steps, his father also threw down his straw raincoat and jumped off the tree.

The three of them quickly ran to the trap and looked down.

The trap was two people deep and more than half a meter wide, just enough to accommodate the tiger. At this time, the pheasant had been bitten to death by the angry big tiger to death. In addition to the mouth, the big tiger was also covered in blood. A half-meter-long bamboo stick rose from the ground, and half a piece of it pierced into the big tiger's belly.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the big tiger immediately stretched its neck angrily and roared at the three of them. When he heard the tiger's roar at close range, Fang Sheng was so scared that he almost retreated. Fortunately, his father and second uncle were beside him, so he finally held back.

Although the big tiger below was angry, it did not move rashly. The bamboo stick pierced into its stomach had already hurt its internal organs, and the other half was connected to the ground. As long as it moved slightly, its belly would be cut open by the sharp bamboo stick.

Because of the fear of destroying the tiger's skin, only three bamboo sticks were buried under the trap and evenly inserted into the ground. Although the big tiger was only hit, it would definitely die. Now that the big tiger was hit, Fang Sheng and the other two had to start to take the second step to arouse it to get angry. When it couldn't help but act, the bamboo stick would naturally cut a gap under its belly, allowing it to flow out of its internal organs and die.

If you want to anger the tiger, you cannot hurt the tiger's skin. You can only shout and provoke or hit it with a stone.

Fang Sheng's father ordered the two of them, "Second, Xiaosheng, you guys are watching here, I'll go find some stones."

Fang Sheng and his second uncle had a hunting fork in their hands, and they were not worried that the seriously injured tiger would escape. They agreed upon hearing this.

However, just as the three of them were talking, the tiger, who was already restless, gradually calmed down, and the roar turned into a low roar, and the roar gradually turned into a low roar, and finally even the roar disappeared.

Just as Fang Sheng's father turned around and was about to find the stone, the tiger suddenly moved!

Fang Sheng and his second uncle didn't expect that the tiger would seek death without provoking it. They both said lightly.

Fang Sheng's father also felt something was wrong and quickly turned around. When Fang Sheng and his second uncle saw the whereabouts of the tiger, they exclaimed "Be careful" when they saw the tiger's whereabouts, the tiger had already jumped onto the trap wall, and the abdomen was torn apart and the intestines were flowing out, but they seemed to be unaware!

Everyone felt that the tiger had jumped out of the trap with half of its body. When they were about to fall down, they pierced their claws on Fang Sheng's father's leg. Fang Sheng's father immediately fell back, and the tiger's other claws were pulled up again, and he actually pulled him into the trap.

I don’t know how the tiger was so agile. Its two hind paws hit the inner wall of the trap, and its front paws were only pulled on Fang Sheng’s father twice, and then stopped falling and crawled upwards for less than half of its body.

All this happened in the flash. When Fang Sheng and his second uncle raised their hunting fork, the tiger had already crawled upwards and half of his body, and Fang Sheng's father also slid down half of his body, and his neck was revealed under the tiger's mouth!

At the critical moment, Fang Sheng's father roared, raised his hands and pinched the tiger's neck. However, the tiger was already crazy, and was only slightly blocked and pressed his hands, opened his mouth and bit his neck.

"ah!"

"bass!"

His father was about to die under the tiger's mouth. Fang Sheng felt that the blood in his body was about to burn. He roared, held the hunting fork in both hands and turned into a black light and stabbed it!

Then another "scarlet" sound, Fang Sheng's second uncle's hunting fork also stabbed the tiger in the neck. The two of them exerted force together and pushed the tiger away from Fang Sheng's father. The tiger did not bite it in the end.

Fang Sheng and his second uncle grabbed the hunting fork tightly, fearing that the tiger would break free. Fang Sheng's father was about to struggle to get up, but unexpectedly, when the tiger was dying, his head could not move, but his claws were still unwilling to pull it up. He heard two "chi, chi" sounds, and several more holes appeared on his chest and shoulders. What's worse, he couldn't stop falling and fell towards the trap, and there were three half-meter-long bamboo sticks, which were enough to nail him to death!

"bass!"

"ah!"

Despite trying his best to dodge, Fang Sheng's father was still pierced from his right waist by a bamboo stick, and he was really nailed to the ground!

At this time, the tiger had already died. Fang Sheng and his second uncle picked up the dead tiger to the ground and hurriedly jumped out of the trap one after another.

First, they cut off the bamboo stick with a hatchet, and the two carried Fang Sheng's father and pulled him out of the broken stick, and quickly tore off the clothes to cover him with the wound. Then they kept Fang Sheng to take care of his father, while his second uncle crawled out to find herbs.

In the evening, Fang Sheng's second uncle carried Fang Sheng's father, who was already unconscious. Fang Sheng returned to Qiaojiazhuang with the tiger whose internal organs were hollowed out. This scene fell into the eyes of the villagers, as shocking as it would be.

His father's injury must be immediately sent to Dingqing Town, ten miles away to invite doctors to treat it. It has always been very expensive to hire a doctor. But now their family is almost unable to eat, so how can they have money to treat the injury? It seems that they can only sell the dead tiger that they just hunted. If they sell it like this, they will definitely lose a lot of money, but saving people is important, so they can't take care of so much.

Putting his father on the bed and leaving his mother and younger brother to take care of him. Fang Sheng and his second uncle carried the Death Tiger and hurried to Dingqing Town.
Chapter completed!