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Lin Xiao followed the wild boar's footprints and walked in the mountains for more than an hour.

It was difficult to walk in the snow, but Lin Xiao never gave up.

Finally, in a leeward mountain col, he saw the big guy.

A brown-black wild boar was digging through the snow with its long beak, looking for grass roots and acorns.

It had tall shoulders and back, exposed fangs, weighed no more than two hundred pounds, and its mane was shiny under the snowy light.

Lin Xiao held his breath and slowly nocked the arrow.

The wild boar was unaware and was still looking for food.

The bowstring is fully drawn, and the fingertips are loosened.

"Whoosh——"

The arrow broke through the air and accurately penetrated the connection between the wild boar's neck and shoulder blade.

That is the vital part of a wild boar, with thin skin and dense blood vessels.

"Ouch——!"

The wild boar let out a shrill roar, stood up abruptly, and then fell heavily to the ground.

It turned its head, its small blood-red eyes stared in Lin Xiao's direction, then spread its hooves and ran wildly deep into the dense forest.

Lin Xiao didn't panic, put away his bow, and chased after the blood stains on the snow.

The blood was intermittent, and it was particularly dazzling when sprinkled on the snow.

After chasing for about half an hour, he saw the wild boar again beside a pile of dead wood.

It was exhausted, lying on its side on the ground, its abdomen heaving violently, and the arrow shaft at its neck trembled slightly with its breathing.

But those eyes were still round and full of fierceness.

Lin Xiao stood ten steps away and cocked his arrow again.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three arrows were fired in succession, piercing the throat, heart, and eye sockets respectively.

The wild boar twitched a few times and finally stopped moving.

Lin Xiao then stepped forward and kicked the pig's body to confirm that it was dead.

He pulled out the arrow, wiped the blood on the snow, and put back the quiver.

This wild boar weighs at least two hundred pounds.

If you save money, it will be enough for a family of four to survive this winter.

If you sell it, you can get a lot of money.

But how to get down the mountain is a problem.

The sun has reached its zenith.

Lin Xiao found a stone and sat down, took out the dry food from his arms and started to eat it.

After eating and regaining some strength, he stood up, tied the wild boar's hooves tightly, found a thick log to pass through, and carried it on his shoulders.

He gritted his teeth and moved down the mountain step by step.

After all, I am getting older, so I have to take a break after walking for a while.

By the time we arrived at the entrance of the village, it was already dusk.

Several villagers were fetching water from the well, and they all stared blankly when they saw him carrying such a big wild boar.

"My mother... was beaten by Lao Lintou?"

"Can we still hunt wild boars in this cold winter?"

"It's still so big..."

Someone came forward with a smile on his face: "Brother Lin, what a skill! This pig...does it matter?"

Lin Xiao stopped, took a breath, and said with a smile: "Want meat? Okay, I'll give you money in exchange."

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