Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 147 Welding

  Jian Heng was still a little worried, so he picked up the rifle that had been ejected from the bullet next to it, and reloaded it: "I'll go and have a look too."

Colter said at this time: "My suggestion is that you don't go, if he can't catch this bear, he may be unhappy for the next few days, if he can vent his anger, it's fine, but he can't vent his anger on you! In order to let him live a few more years, I advise you to wait. Don't worry, a bear is not enough to kill him."

"I'll try my best to choose Li! Don't disturb him!" Jian Heng is still a little worried. I don't want to kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, so now he regrets saying that he will give My old man got a bearskin knee pad.

  I knew that if I shot one, it would be over, why do I have to mention it!

After finishing speaking, Jian Heng also stood up, and was about to turn over on Heidou's back, but this side hadn't moved much yet, and found something hanging on his leg, and looked down at the little bear cub who was hugging his own right now. Look at the legs, and there is still half of the milk on the plate that has not been drunk.

Jian Heng lowered his head and said to the little bear while trying to separate it from his leg. Who would have thought that this little thing was quite strong in its hug, separated its two little front paws, and hugged it again with its two short legs. Lived in Jian Heng.

   After playing with it a few times, Jian Heng had to pick it up, put it under his arm, reached for the freshly painted leather bag, and hurriedly stuffed the bear cub into it.

  After dealing with the bear cub, Jian Heng rolled over on Heidou's back, and urged Heidou to chase in the direction where Old Walsh left.

   Waiting for Jian Heng to catch up to the transition road, the old Walsh had long since disappeared. Here, Jian Heng could only touch in the direction of the bear according to his own feeling.

  Holding the bag in one hand and controlling the horse with the other, Jian Heng felt troublesome after running for a while, so he threw the bag and the bear into the space, and then rode on Heidou's back and ran forward.

  Hei Dou seemed to be very happy at this time, and it was a joy to run with all four hoofs and snort.

   Jian Heng estimated that it was almost the same, and was about to turn into the woods, when there was a bang gunshot next to his ear, followed by a bear roar.

boom!

  The second gunshot came soon.

   Jian Heng immediately rode on the black beans and ran towards the place where the gunshot fired.

  In just a few minutes, Jian Heng caught up with the old Walsh, and saw the old guy was going downstream along the river with his hounds.

   "What's the matter?" Jian Heng came to Old Walsh's side.

  Old Walsh turned his head and saw that it was Jian Heng. He didn't ask how Jian Heng got here, but just said: "This thing is too cunning, I have never heard of such a cunning bear!"

   "Run away?" Jian Heng asked.

  Old Walsh nodded: "But it shouldn't be able to run very far, I hit it with two shots, don't worry, after I find it, I will help you peel off a good bear skin as much as possible!...".

Hearing what old Walsh said, Jian Heng felt relieved, and was shot twice, not to mention a bear, even an elephant is a death sentence in the end. You must know that these old ranchers, who can't make a few kills by themselves Nickey's big dum bullets were worn on his body to prevent such large beasts from attacking.

  The two talked and urged the horse with small steps, while the hound sniffed the leader all the way, and soon the two found the injured bear by following the bloodstains.

  At this time, the bear was not dead yet, and the bear was very big. Let’s put it this way, this is the largest male bear Jian Heng has seen in Montana these years.

  Now this huge male bear is leaning against a big rock, his abdomen is heaving unceasingly, the corners of his mouth are dripping with saliva, and the luster in his eyes has faded.

  Of course, there may be bears bigger than this male bear, so we have to go to the deep mountains to find them. The bears that can be seen near here are probably as big as the sky.

   I have to mention that this bear’s skin is nothing to say, its huge size gives it an incomparable intimidating force, so it occupies the most lush territory, and the plump territory keeps it shiny.

Especially in this autumn, bears have put on autumn fat and are about to go into hibernation, so now the fur on the bears has a sense of crystal, and the bear fur is more warm. It can be said that it is a year It's time to hunt the best bear hides in the world.

   "Very powerful bear!" Old Walsh commented upon seeing the bear.

   Jian Heng followed up with a sentence: "No cunning prey can escape the palm of the old hunter!"

   "It's too conceited. If it turns its head away while we're eating, I don't have a chance to kill it. It's a pity that it misjudged the situation." Old Walsh looked in the direction of the bear.

  Now the bear is so weak that he doesn't even have the strength to lift his head up. He is just lying on his stomach, breathing out but not breathing in, and there seems to be a section of intestines exposed under his body.

  Wow! Wang! Wang!

  The hound brought by Old Walsh started barking at the male bear unceasingly.

  Such a scene reminded Jian Heng of a saying: A tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by a dog!

  Now, the bear in his prime can only breathe his last breath, watching a hound barking at him.

  Jian Heng looked at the big brown bear, and suddenly thought about the bear's psychology at this moment: It must be regretting it in its heart at this moment! Sometimes there is a chance to correct human conceit, but the conceit of animals is really conceited directly with their lives.

The hound seemed to see that the bear had no power to fight back, so it carefully moved forward, jumped up to the bear's tail, barked twice, saw that the bear did not respond, and opened its mouth to bite the male bear's short buttocks. short tail.

  Pouting his buttocks and dragging the bear's tail twice, he found that the male bear didn't seem to respond. The hound became more courageous and stepped directly beside the bear's head.

  Old Walsh saw the movement of the hunting dog, and immediately yelled: "Bush, don't!"

At the moment when the old Walsh roared, the male bear suddenly swung the front paw that had been resting on it, and the hound's seemingly large body was swaying in the air like a kite in the wind. After that, it landed on a stone about ten meters away with a snap.

   This blow was earth-shattering!

  Fall down, the hound has stopped moving. Not only did it not move, but its entire stomach was directly dented by a bear's paw, which shows how powerful the bear's paw is.

  Old Walsh's face was heavy, and he said softly: "I still underestimated you!"

  The old man was already thankful that he hadn't stepped forward just now.

At this time, the male bear was already on the verge of death, and the slap just now had exhausted its maximum strength. The male bear was no longer lying down, but changed from lying down to lying down. There was a huge hole under the belly, There is also the continuous flow of intestines, which means that no one can save it except the gods.

  Jian Heng, who was still thinking about the tiger falling into Pingyang just now, now seeing that the dog is dead, and the last fatal blow of the male bear, made Jian Heng feel that the matter tonight was too dramatic and unexpected.

  Who would have thought that a bear would retain its strength and want to die with its opponent?

   "If you let it live for another ten years, it may grow into a monster!" Jian Heng said sincerely.

Old Walsh said to Jian Heng: "Don't use its skin as a knee pad, take a whole one, it is worth your own, the Parnas Indians believe that if you have a complete bear skin, your family will grow stronger , your sheep and herds will have more offspring! . . . ".

  Jian Heng didn't want to ask the name of the Indian tribe that Parnas is, anyway, there are as many tribes of American Indians as a cow's hair.

   "If you like it, you can keep it, it is quite memorable for you!" Jian Heng saw that Old Walsh seemed to be in a complicated mood now, so he opened his mouth and said.

  Old Walsh shook his head: "What do I want it to do, besides, I already have a bearskin blanket at home. It was hunted by my father with me when I was eighteen!"

   After finishing speaking, Old Walsh said to Jian Heng: "Go back and find a rope and drag it here, and I will take care of the bear carcass first!"

  Old Walsh got off his horse while talking, walked up to the bear's carcass, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the bear's head, and began to mutter, as if he was reciting some kind of spell.

  Jian Heng looked at the old Walsh, and didn't have the good intentions to ask him what he was reading, so he took the rein and signaled Heidou to go back the same way.

Waiting for the rope brought by Jian Heng and bringing back a mule, Old Walsh had already disposed of the bear's internal organs and a large piece of meat, and threw them aside for those who were lucky The beasts filled their stomachs, and the bear's head was wrapped directly on the bear's belt and carried on the mule's back.

  Back to the camp, the two moved the bear to the campfire, and Old Walsh sat down without saying a word, brandishing a knife and began to skin the bear.

The old man peeled it very carefully. Putting on glasses, he flipped the bear skin inch by inch with his hands. Every time when a small piece of meat was picked out, the old man threw it into the fire, and then heard the bear oil meet the fire. Make a sizzle.

  Colt looked at Jian Heng and asked, "Where's your bag?"

"What bag?" Jian Heng was fascinated by Old Walsh's ceremonial bear-skinning process, and he replied casually, but he didn't remember that it was the cowhide bag he used to hold the little bear. .

  Colt said: "The bag you brought with you when you went out, is there a bear cub in it?"

  Jian Heng came back to his senses, and pretended to ask: "Didn't you bring it back?"

   "No! You came back in a hurry, took a rope and led a mule, and then went out!" Jim also chimed in at this time.

   "Fake!" Jian Heng patted his thigh and pretended to be anxious and said, "I put it on the ground and forgot to take it."

   After speaking, he stood up and climbed onto Heidou's back: "I hope the little bear is still alive!"

   "Then this bear is probably going to buy a lottery ticket!" Colt said jokingly.

  It’s dark now, and almost all the meat-eating guys have come out. A little bear cub survived for an hour in the wild? That chance is less than one percent.

When Jian Heng had time to speak up, he urged Heidou to rush out of the camp, and after going out for a few laps, he took out the leather bag from the space, opened it to see that there were still bear cubs, so he went in with people and horses. space,

   Only then did I realize that the little bear cubs are not so happy now, not only that, but also appeared in the transparent statues of Qianlong and Xiong on the seats that were vacant.

   "I'll go, it won't take any effort!" Jian Heng was overjoyed!

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