Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

A wolf's sense of smell can reach several kilometers when it is downwind, far exceeding the sensing range of the system.

Even against the wind, it can still travel several hundred meters.

Chang Kun and Zhang Quhun had walked all the way to this hill, covered in sweat, and the three wolves could smell them from afar.

The three wolves were originally waiting under the big tree for the person on the tree to fall down so they could have a good meal.

Unexpectedly, the two people in the tree were incredibly persistent. After waiting for most of the day, they didn't get to eat any meat from the tree. Instead, they smelled two more two-legged creatures approaching from afar.

Wolves are very intelligent animals. They can smell human sweat from afar and then run to another hill to wait for an opportunity to ambush.

Chang Kun did not tell Zhang Quhun that his father and elder brother were in the tree, fearing that in a moment of impulsiveness, Zhang Quhun would disobey his orders and rush up the hill without regard for anything else.

This is deep in the mountains at night; it's no exaggeration to say that every step is fraught with danger.

Even though Chang Kun had the system at his disposal and could avoid prey from afar, he dared not relax his guard for a moment. If he twisted his ankle or back in the mountains, things would get really messy in the middle of the night.

The two slowly approached the large tree where the Zhang family father and son were, until they were only thirty or fifty meters away. Chang Kun still couldn't sense any trace of the wild wolf, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Old Man Zhang, Brother Zhang, where are you?"

At this moment, the crescent moon was almost halfway up the sky, casting a hazy glow all around. He couldn't very well tell Zhang Quhun that he could see the Zhang family father and son in the big tree from dozens of meters away.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Quhun knew they had arrived at their destination, and he quickly opened his mouth and shouted, "Father, brother, I'm here!"

Zhang Pianxin and Zhang Buxiao were on the verge of despair, as it had been dark for a long time and no one had come to rescue them.

The two took turns cursing Jin Sanjia, until eventually, their mouths were so dry and cracked that they didn't even have the strength to curse anymore.

Looking into the wolf's green eyes on the ground and listening to its low, panting breaths, Zhang Pianxin felt immense regret. At that moment, all he could think about was his grandson, Zhang Laibao.

Zhang Buxiao was worried about his wife and son Zhang Laibao at home, and tears streamed down his face. In this day and age, when the man of the family died, it was difficult for the remaining women and children to survive on their own. They would either be exploited and left without a family line or be forced to remarry and change their surnames.

The two lay listlessly on the tree trunk, lost in thought, unaware of when the three wolves had left.

Suddenly, I heard several shouts.

Zhang Buxiao was young after all, and after all the commotion, he was still a little unwell. He straightened up and said softly, "Dad, did you hear anyone calling for someone?"

He spoke softly, afraid of disturbing the unknown monsters in the mountains. Since nightfall, various animals had been roaring in the mountains, which had terrified them.

A few faint calls drifted on the wind, "Father, elder brother..."

Zhang Pianxin recognized the voice as his son, Zhang Quhun's. His heart pounded, and he shouted excitedly, "I'm here... I'm here..."

"Brother Kun, that's my father's voice, over there!" Zhang Quhun hadn't had much hope of finding his father in the mountains. There were so many mountains here, with hills upon hills, and it was a dark night. Finding two people was no easy task.

Unexpectedly, just after entering the mountains and passing Wild Boar Ridge, I heard my father's voice.

After the Zhang father and son climbed down from the tree, they were so exhausted that they could barely stand and had to sit on the ground and lean against the tree to rest.

Both of them had tears and snot streaming down their faces, and kept thanking Chang Kun.

They knew that with Zhang Quhun's abilities, he would never be able to reach this deep mountain in the pitch black of night.

Zhang Pianxin gently patted Zhang Quhun's shoulder twice. He had always been very strict with his youngest son, and any good things in the house were always given to the eldest son.

At that moment, seeing Zhang Quhun risk his life to come to the deep mountains to save him and his eldest son, he was deeply moved and decided to treat his silly little son well from now on.

Zhang Buxiao, as the eldest brother, secretly took his younger brother's gun and went into the mountains to hunt wild boars, but unexpectedly, he was forced to hide in a tree for most of the day by wolves.

The person who came to his rescue was none other than his second brother, whom he had always looked down upon.

He glanced at Zhang Quhun, then at him again, and, remembering how he had always taken advantage of his second brother and hadn't been able to support their father, he lowered his head in shame.

Zhang Quhun admired Chang Kun from the bottom of his heart.

Entering the deep mountains so late at night, listening to the various animals howling and shouting around him, he knew how dangerous the deep mountains were at night.

Although their journey was arduous, they encountered no danger even once. It's truly a mystery how Chang Kun managed to do that.

Not to mention that Chang Kun led him to his father and elder brother in no time.

In Zhang Quhun's opinion, Chang Kun was really capable; no wonder he was able to hunt a wild boar and two blue sheep.

After resting under the tree for a while, Zhang Quhun carried his elder brother, who had twisted his ankle, on his back, while Chang Kun led the way, and the group slowly walked out of the mountain.

As Chang Kun descended the hill, he was carefully watching the path beneath his feet when he suddenly sensed a three-headed wolf-like creature rushing rapidly towards them from the opposite hill.

Chang Kun stopped in his tracks, raised his gun, and aimed at the opposite hill.

These three wolves are really clever. They rushed from the uphill to the downhill position, which was fast and effortless. If you don't knock them down, you won't be able to shake them off at all.

When the three members of the Zhang family saw Chang Kun's posture, they paused for a moment, knowing that they had encountered trouble.

I've heard from the village elders that there are not only wolves in the mountains here, but some people have even seen bears. Just thinking about encountering a bear sends chills down your spine.

Just as the group was lost in their own thoughts...

The three wolves had approached and stopped several dozen meters away, observing the situation, probably thinking about how to get these four-legged beasts into their mouths.

*Smack!*

A gunshot rang out.

Chang Kun steadily pulled the trigger.

Sensing the gunshot, the two wolves quickly turned and left, leaving one wolf lying on the ground convulsing.

He fired another shot in the direction the wolf had gone, but it missed.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, the wolf had already left the range of the system's detection, and Chang Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Kun, did the wolves run away?" Zhang Quhun's voice trembled slightly. He had just seen several pairs of eerie green eyes rushing towards him, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Yeah, hit one, but the other two ran away."

Chang Kun spoke in a nonchalant tone, suddenly wanting to light a cigarette to relax. This was the first time in his life that he had ever felt hunting was so exciting.

The wild boars and sheep he hunted before were prey he actively sought out, intending to kill them and sell their meat. But tonight, these three wolves wanted to eat people, using him as their prey.

The moment Chang Kun shot and hit the wolf, he felt a sense of relief throughout his body.

"You hit it?!"

The three members of the Zhang family, father and sons, spoke in unison.

It was the dead of night, and only a sliver of moonlight dimly illuminated the ground. The wolves were dozens of meters away from them, and they could only see their eyes gleaming green.

Under these conditions, Chang Kun was able to hit the wolf with a single shot. No wonder he could also hit the wild boar and the blue sheep!

At this time.

The murmurs among the crowd at the village entrance grew louder and louder.

More than two hours have passed, and Chang Kun and the others have still not returned.

Many people said that Chang Kun and his companion going into the mountains at night was just reckless and foolish, and that they might have gotten into trouble in the mountains.