Hunting 81: Gathering Goods in the Mountains, I Spoil My Ex-Wife to the Extreme

Seeing that others didn't believe him, Li Yunshan didn't say much. He couldn't very well force them to enter the dangerous and unknown courtyard at gunpoint.

So he picked up the gun and walked into the yard.

"Hey, Yunshan, don't go, it's dangerous inside."

When Uncle Zhou saw this, he was immediately startled. There was a bear in this yard! Li Yunshan had just barged in like that, in the dark. He had no idea where the bear was hiding, ready to ambush him. He must have been incredibly audacious.

"Third brother, come back quickly."

Brother Zhang also hurriedly called out.

"Hmph, he's really a newborn calf that doesn't fear a tiger. Does he think that just because he killed a tiger by luck, he's something special, and that luck will always be on his side?"

"Young man, how will you know the consequences of not heeding the advice of elders if you don't experience some hardship?"

The other hunters couldn't help but comment as they watched Li Yunshan walk into the courtyard.

So what if you've killed a tiger? If you ignore warnings and insist on barging in in the dark, don't regret it later, no matter what happens.

Although Li Yunshan has recently accomplished a series of major feats, in the eyes of some deeply prejudiced people, he is still the same Li Yunshan who is idle and irresponsible.

Seeing how much money Li Yunshan had made from hunting recently, there were quite a few envious hunters in the village, and more than one or two of them.

But after Li Yunshan entered the courtyard, he shone his headlamp around for a long time, but he couldn't find the bear. Instead, he saw a big yellow dog lying on the ground, already dead.

Seeing that Li Yunshan was alright, the hunters outside the courtyard finally mustered up their courage and came in.

"Everyone, look around and see if that bear is still here."

"That's what the old hunter in the lead said."

Then, Zhang San and the other hunters scattered and searched carefully.

Soon, instead of finding the bear, they discovered a couple lying in a pool of blood inside the house, along with two children hiding in a closet.

"Help...help me..."

"He's still breathing. Quickly, find an oxcart."

"Quickly, quickly find an oxcart nearby, spread dry straw on it, and take Hanzhong and his wife to the commune clinic for a check-up."

"We also need to bring two quilts, just in case we get too cold."

"Father, Mother, you...you won't die, will you...sob sob..."

In an instant, the room descended into chaos, with the victim's cries for help, the hunters' shouts, and the two children's sobs all mingling together.

Before long, someone arrived in an oxcart. The crowd quickly lifted the injured couple onto the oxcart and covered them with thick quilts to keep them warm.

The hunters escorted the wounded to the commune clinic overnight, while the two still-shaken children were put to stay at a neighbor's house for the time being.

Li Yunshan glanced at the smashed window inside the house and guessed that the bear must have broken the window to escape after hearing someone coming this way.

Otherwise, given the habits of bears, the couple would likely have suffered far more than just injuries from being slapped by a bear.

"Yunshan, what are you looking at?"

Seeing Li Yunshan staring at the window that had been damaged by the bear, Uncle Zhou went over and tugged at him.

"Uncle Zhou, how big do you think that bear was?"

Li Yunshan grinned.

"What? You want to go hunt that bear?"

Uncle Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Uncle knows you're capable of fighting tigers, but it's pitch black outside and snowing. Don't do anything reckless."

"Uncle, look at what you're saying, I won't do anything reckless."

Li Yunshan quickly replied.

Just like Uncle Zhou said, it was still snowing heavily outside. Even if he wanted to chase after that bear, the traces of its escape would probably have been covered by the snow long ago.

"It's good that you're not doing anything reckless. Go home and get some sleep."

Uncle Zhou yawned, picked up his hunting rifle, and walked outside.

When Li Yunshan got home, it was already late at night, close to midnight.

The house was dark until Li Yunshan returned home, at which point the lights were turned on.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

After Li Yunshan left, Lin Xiulan didn't sleep at all, hiding in the room, anxious and worried.

Seeing Li Yunshan return, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"When the bear entered the village, Zhou Hanzhong and his wife were injured by the bear, and their two children were also terrified. I reckon that if the village hunters had arrived even a moment later, at least one of the Zhou couple would have died."

Li Yunshan unloaded the bullet, hung the gun on the wall, and said casually.

These words startled Lin Xiulan.

"Xiulan, go to sleep early. I'm here for you."

Li Yunshan pulled Lin Xiulan into his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her.

Soon, the lights in the room went out.

The news of the bear entering the village spread throughout Guapigou Village early the next morning.

Meanwhile, bad news came from the commune health center: Han Zhong's wife, who was injured last night, died despite the doctors' efforts to save her.

When the news spread, everyone in Guapigou Village turned pale at the mention of bears, and even during the day, fewer people dared to go out.

In the mountains and forests near the village, people used to gather firewood even when it was cold, but now there isn't a single person to be seen.

"Still playing here? Hurry up and go home. If you don't behave, a bear might crawl out from somewhere and carry you away, and you'll never see your father or mother again."

When adults see children playing in the village, they rush over to scare them, making the children run back to their homes.

The tense atmosphere lasted for nearly a week, and only after it was confirmed that the bear had not reappeared did the village return to its usual peace and tranquility.

However, this peaceful atmosphere did not last long, and the bears returned to the village again.

The day the bear returned to the village was also at night, but it didn't snow.

Around 9 p.m., as night fell, only a few houses in the village still had their lights on.

On the snow-covered village road, two drunkards, arm in arm, staggered home, flashlights in hand, babbling incoherently as they walked, completely oblivious to the recent incident where a bear had entered the village and killed someone.

"Erzhu, brother... I'll see you off here... this is the way. Be careful on your way back..."

"Okay, Hai... Brother Hai, I... I know, don't worry... don't worry... hiccup..."

Two drunkards, their eyes glazed over, parted ways at a crossroads. They could barely speak and reeked of alcohol. One of them even let out a burp.

"Okay... I'll give it to you... I'll show you the way home..."

Hai Ge leisurely held the flashlight, illuminating Er Zhu's way home. Only after Er Zhu's figure disappeared into a courtyard did he turn around and prepare to go home.

However, when he turned around and shone his flashlight, he discovered a chubby, dark-skinned creature lying across his way home.

"What the hell... what the hell..." He rubbed his drunken eyes, craned his neck to take a look, and when he saw clearly what was blocking his way home, he was immediately startled: "Oh my god, a bear, it's a bear..."

Now, the drunkard, who was previously so drunk that he could barely speak, suddenly became fluent.

"roar……"

However, by the time the drunkard realized what was happening, the bear let out a low roar and charged straight at him.

"Oh my god, a bear has entered the village! A bear has entered the village!"

Seeing the bear, as big as a small mountain, rushing towards him, the drunkard instantly sobered up considerably and ran away shouting.

The drunkard's shouts were like an alarm bell ringing in the empty and quiet night.

The villagers, who were asleep, were awakened by the drunkard's shouts. The bravest men in the house grabbed machetes and spears and rushed out of the house with flashlights.

The village hunters quickly dressed, picked up their rifles and bows and arrows, and prepared to hunt the audacious bear.

However, when they arrived at the scene, all they saw was a trail of bloodstains on the snow-covered ground.

"Chase after them."

As soon as the flashlights shone, the hunters followed the direction in which the bloodstains disappeared and soon found a figure lying on the roadside.

Someone rushed over to check: "It's Zhou Hai...he...he's dead..."

"What? Zhou Hai is dead?"

The hunters standing nearby were taken aback.

The last time a bear entered the village, it caused a tragedy that resulted in one death and one injury, leaving the villagers on tenterhooks for several days.

For many days in a row, no more bears were found entering the village of Guapigou. The villagers gradually relaxed their vigilance and thought that the last time a bear entered the village was just an isolated incident.

If someone dies, you can only say it's bad luck or your own misfortune.

Unexpectedly, just when they all thought the bear entering the village was an isolated incident and relaxed their vigilance, the bear entered the village again.

Although it was uncertain whether the bear that entered the village last time was the same one that had entered the village this time, everyone realized a problem: if they didn't kill that bear, the beast might take advantage of their momentary lapse in vigilance and run into the village again to harm the villagers.

The case of Han Zhong's wife last time, and Zhou Hai tonight, are living examples.

Just then, the sound of dogs barking rang out from the east side of the village.

"The bear must have run to the east end of the village. We must hurry and chase after it. We must kill that bear and avenge the dead villagers."

The old hunter in the village gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Then, the hunters grabbed their hunting tools and ran toward the east end of the village.

But now it was pitch black, and they didn't know where the bear was hiding. To be on the safe side, they didn't blindly chase after it and rush to the front. Instead, they let their hunting dogs run ahead.

"Woof woof woof!"

After receiving their masters' commands, the hunting dogs galloped off toward the east end of the village.