Chapter 62： Is there really a third head? (1/2)

Chapter 62 Is there really a third head

This time, Shao Qingyuan's movements were more agile, and the two walked for another quarter of an hour before finally seeing the Boar Cave.

Shao Qingyuan stopped Gu Yundong, who was about to move forward, "You are hiding on that tree, and you have crossbow arrows in your hands, which are suitable for long-range shooting. I will lead out the wild boars in a while, and I will deal with the first two, you just need to keep an eye on the third one. "

"You deal with both ends? Wouldn't it be too dangerous?"

"No, I know what I know." Shao Qingyuan said, frowning slightly, and said a little worriedly, "Be careful yourself."

Gu Yundong nodded, turned and climbed the tree neatly.

Shao Qingyuan raised his head and saw that she was firmly covering her figure with leaves. The trunk of the tree was thick enough and not dangerous, so she turned her head and walked towards the wild boar hole.

Gu Yundong saw him approaching the wild boar hole skillfully, crouching down on the way, not knowing what traps he made on the ground.

Shao Qingyuan used smoke to drive the wild boar out of the cave.

As soon as the wild boar came out, he jumped up the tree neatly.

Gu Yundong watched attentively, and ran out at one end, oh, it was quite big, about four hundred kilograms by visual estimation.

The second one also came out, it was a little smaller than the previous one, but it should have weighed more than 300 kilograms.

Gu Yundong had been waiting for the third head, but he waited and waited, but never saw it run out.

On the other side, Shao Qingyuan waited for the first wild boar to step into the noose he had set on the ground, and then he pulled abruptly, followed by the man jumping down from the tree, and the front hooves of the wild boar were lifted. A few centimeters, as if half of the body was erected, only the back two hooves were left on the ground.

It began to struggle and twist frantically, but the rope was firmly tied to the tree, and Shao Qingyuan kept coming straight over, stabbing the dagger in his hand into his neck.

"Ow..." The wild boar screamed in pain, blood gushing out of its body frantically, it glared angrily and stabbed at Shao Qingyuan.

Shao Qingyuan immediately took a big step back, but at this time another wild boar also ran towards him.

Shao Qingyuan was agile, holding a large wooden block on the ground and smashing it on the head.