Chapter 9 Rabbit

Fang Zhixing walked into a mountain.

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

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

The terrain in the mountain was complex, and the treetops blocked out the sun. If you walked for a while, you might get lost and couldn't find your way back.

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

"Of course!"

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 little dog was important, "If I get lost, it will all depend on you to lead the way out."

Little 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.

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

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

"Damn, who are you scolding for catching mice!"

Xigou was also a little unhappy, "You chose this mountain yourself, and you blame me for not finding prey? I'm just a poor and innocent puppy!"

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

Whispering, suddenly came from a distance.

Swish~

Swish~

Very rhythmic, not like a bird's cry.

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 coming over, and recognized them as Uncle Song, his two sons, and a grandson of twelve or thirteen years old.

The four strong men of the Song family all came out hunting.

They were walking in the same direction as Fang Zhixing and bumped into each other by accident.

But Fang Zhixing didn't know if it was an accident. He suspected that the Song family was following him, so he carefully hid and prepared to draw his bow.

"Wangwang!"

Suddenly, a big black dog rushed out and barked wildly at the position 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, squinted and looked forward.

The big black dog kept barking, looking ferocious.

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

Then he pretended to pull up his pants and walked out from behind the big tree, seemingly peeing.

The thin dog drooped his ears, tucked his tail, and lay in the grass, not daring to show his head or fart, as if he was very afraid of the black dog.

"Hey, it's you, Daniu!"

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

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

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

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

Uncle Song nodded and sighed: "These days, everyone has nothing to eat, so they all run out to hunt, catching whatever they see, even toads have been eaten. There is nothing within ten miles."

Another person interrupted: "Moreover, the area with more prey is over there, which is occupied by the village chief's family. If we want to catch 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 went.

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

Mr. Song was silent for a moment and suggested: "How about this, you come with us. No matter what prey we kill, no matter who kills it, we will give you a share."

Fang Zhixing said: "Forget it, I'd better not toss it. I'll just dig some wild vegetables and go back to make do for a day."

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

The four of them left with the big black dog.

Seeing this, the thin dog timidly climbed up.

Fang Zhixing said disdainfully: "What's the big deal, you are so cowardly!"

The little dog shouted: "You know nothing."

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

"Communication is nothing!"

The little dog said depressedly: "Dogs can't talk, they judge whether another dog is a friend or foe by smell, barking, ears and tail movements. That big black dog is a hound, not a pet dog, it is very fierce, it may bite my neck off in one bite."

Fang Zhixing said disdainfully: "It is a cheating dog after all, but it is still such a waste."

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

Fang Zhixing snorted: "You know nothing, this is called stability!"

As soon as the voice fell, the man and the dog suddenly widened their eyes, and saw a gray rabbit popping out of the grass not far away, eating grass as if no one was around.

"There is a rabbit, a big one!" The little 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's body flipped violently, and then it was firmly nailed to the ground. Its limbs struggled wildly, but it quickly stopped moving.

The thin dog ran over and took a look.

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

Accurate and ruthless!

Very deadly!

Fang Zhixing licked his tongue and was very satisfied with his arrow. The strength of a full-level apprentice was not an exaggeration.

He stepped forward, first recovered the arrow, then lifted the gray rabbit and tested the weight.

It's quite fat, weighing almost five pounds.

"Hey, breakfast is finally here." Fang Zhixing felt extremely happy instantly.

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

"Wangwang~"

Suddenly, there was a barking from somewhere.

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

"Whole grass!" The thin dog was so frightened that he immediately lay down on the ground and remained silent, not daring to move.

He knew that he must not run. The more he ran, the more ferocious the hunting dog would become.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters!

The big black dog is approaching quickly, too fast!

Only then did Zhixing have quick eyesight and quick hands. In a very short time, he dropped the gray rabbit, drew his bow and shot an arrow, and it shot out.

"Ah woo~"

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

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

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

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Fang Zhixing's heartbeat quickened, and he slowly lowered the hand that raised the bow and arrow. He smiled apologetically and said, "Uncle Song, you can't blame me. Your dog suddenly pounced on you. I had no choice but to take action out of desperation."

Uncle Song looked gloomy and said nothing.

But his eldest son flew into a rage and shouted: "Daniu, you are so brave that you dare to kill my dog!"

He suddenly rushed over, drew his hunting knife, raised it, and shouted: "I'll kill you."

Fang Zhixing breathed in the cold air, took up his bow and shot an arrow.

Whoosh!

The eldest son of the Song family froze, and looked down at his chest. An arrow pierced his chest, and the blood quickly turned red.

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

"Da Ming, my son!"

"father!"

Uncle Song was stunned and ran over to help his eldest son. His grandson was frightened and froze in place.

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

Whoosh!

A bit of cold light suddenly shot out, accurately penetrating his throat, and then he clutched his neck and fell straight down.

Blood flowed out happily through the fingers.

"Er Ming!"

Uncle Song screamed, looked back at his second son who fell, and let out a miserable scream.

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

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

The arrow shot with a slight arc and sank into his chest.

He fell on his back.

"puff!"

A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

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

"Quick, run!" Uncle Song said anxiously with a distorted expression.

Only then did his grandson react, stood up, and started to run.

But just as he turned around, a cold arrow flew towards him, hit his back, and shot out from his chest.

Then he collapsed.

Fang Zhixing's expression was cold, and a layer of beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. After a moment, he lowered his raised arms and walked to Uncle Song.

Uncle Song was lying on his back, his eyes were gray and he was no longer breathing.