The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket - Chapter 62
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Chapter 62: Is There Really a Third Boar?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
This time, Shao Qingyuan’s movements were even more agile. The two of them walked for nearly half an hour before they finally saw the wild boar cave.
Shao Qingyuan stopped Gu Yundong, who was about to move forward. “Hide on that tree. You have a crossbow in your hand, which is suitable for long-range shooting. I’ll lure the wild boars out later. I’ll deal with the first two. You just have to keep an eye on the third one.”
“You’re dealing with two? Isn’t that too dangerous?”
“No, I know what to do,” Shao Qingyuan said. He frowned slightly and said worriedly, “Be careful.”
Gu Yundong nodded, turned around, and climbed up the tree.
Shao Qingyuan looked up and saw that she had covered her figure with leaves. This tree trunk was thick enough and was not dangerous. He turned around and walked towards the wild boar cave.
Gu Yundong watched as he skillfully approached the wild boar cave. Along the way, he squatted down. She did not know what trap he had set on the ground.
Shao Qingyuan had used smoke to chase the wild boars out of the cave.
As soon as the wild boars came out, he jumped up the tree.
Gu Yundong watched attentively and ran out. Woah, it was quite big. It weighed about 400 catties.
The second one also ran out. It was slightly smaller than the previous one, but it should be more than 300 catties.
Gu Yundong had been waiting for the third one, but no matter how she waited, it did not come out.
On the other side, Shao Qingyuan waited until the first wild boar stepped into the noose he had set on the ground. Then, he suddenly pulled and jumped down from the tree. The wild boar’s front hooves were raised a few centimeters, as if half of its body was standing up, leaving only its two hooves on the ground.
It began to struggle crazily, but the rope was firmly tied to the tree. Shao Qingyuan came over without stopping and stabbed the dagger into its neck.
“Roar…” The wild boar cried out in pain as blood gushed out of its body. It glared angrily at Shao Qingyuan.
Shao Qingyuan immediately took a big step back, but at this moment, another wild boar ran towards him.
Shao Qingyuan was agile. He took a large piece of wood on the ground and smashed it on its head.
The wild boar fainted for a moment and instantly became even more irritable and furious. It roared and rushed at him.
Shao Qingyuan dodged left and right. The wild boar knocked down two trees in a row.
Gu Yundong, who was hiding in the tree, could not wait for the third wild boar. She decisively adjusted the direction of the arrow and aimed it at the charging wild boar.
However, it was fast. In addition, Shao Qingyuan would approach the wild boar from time to time to attack it, making it difficult to aim.
Gu Yundong frowned, but Shao Qingyuan suddenly turned around and ran. The wild boar also chased after him.
Gu Yundong was speechless.
The man and the pig disappeared. Gu Yundong’s gaze finally focused on the wild boar whose leg was still tied by a rope.
It was still struggling crazily. However, it had been stabbed by Shao Qingyuan previously and was bleeding a lot now. It gradually lost its strength.
Gu Yundong aimed her crossbow at it and shot it in the neck.
The wild boar flailed twice more and finally fell to the ground weakly.
Gu Yundong slid down from the tree and chased after Shao Qingyuan uneasily.
Halfway through the chase, she saw Shao Qingyuan running back. There was no sign of the wild boar behind him.
His body was stained with blood. It was unknown if it was his or the wild boar’s.
“Are you hurt?”
Shao Qingyuan shook his head. “No, that wild boar is already dead. I’ll go back and deal with the first one.”
“There’s no need. I shot another arrow and it stopped moving. But… I haven’t seen a third wild boar. Are there really three?” Gu Yundong asked suspiciously..
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