Along with the cries for help came the angry grunts of a wild boar.
Li Long looked over and felt this could be troublesome.
On the southeastern slope, less than fifty meters from his trap, stood a patch of broadleaf woods. Someone was up a tree there now. The trunk was a little thinner than a man's waist, perhaps twenty-odd centimeters across. The man was more than three meters above the ground, standing on a fork and desperately trying to climb higher.
Below him, a large sow kept ramming the tree, seemingly determined not to stop until she knocked it down.
Seeing that the man was in no immediate danger, Li Long turned his attention back to the trap.
There were no wild boars here anymore. The branches covering the pit had collapsed, and he could faintly hear boars squealing inside.
Li Long was pleased. It looked as though he had caught something. But why was that big sow ramming the tree with the man in it?
He walked over and saw a trail of footprints leading from the trap to the tree. The prints around the trap itself weren't obvious, but yesterday, while shoveling earth, Li Long had spilled some in that direction. There were footprints and hoofprints in the dirt, and the footprints were clearer where they crossed the stream.
Li Long could roughly guess what had happened. The man had probably run over to look at the boars in the trap, only to be spotted by the sow. She had mistaken him for the person who dug the trap, which was why she was ramming his tree.
The sow was huge. She even had tusks, looked close to two hundred kilograms, and was vicious!
Nearby, she had already rammed down two trees around ten centimeters across. There