Old Zhao stopped helplessly: "Sister Shu, if what you said is true, I can't take you there."
Fearing that Wei Jingshu would pester him, Old Zhao explained helplessly: "I took you up the mountain not because I think you are capable, but because Lao Mo asked me to be obedient and not cause trouble. Go back quickly. If you want to go up the mountain, I will take you there next time."
Wei Jingshu was gloomy for a moment, but it was true that Old Zhao ran to find her regardless of everyone's eyes, so she naturally couldn't watch him go to his death.
She shook her head: "You can't deal with that bear. No one can do it except me."
The little girl was really confident, so confident that it was a bit ridiculous. Old Zhao was helpless and wanted to persuade her a few more words, but at this time he could faintly hear the villagers' cries for help, and he could guess that they were in danger.
Old Zhao stopped trying to persuade Wei Jingshu and hurried to that place: "Hide well later, run away if you encounter trouble, and protect yourself."
Although he was entrusted by someone, Old Zhao was really good to Wei Jingshu.
Wei Jingshu agreed obediently, and under her leadership, the two quickly found the bear.
At this time, the villagers had already run away, leaving only the village chief and a few young people to deal with it with difficulty. At this moment
, the bear has rushed to the village chief, opening its bloody mouth and biting towards the village chief.
Old Zhao bent his bow and put an arrow.
"Swoosh!"
The arrow flew out from the string and pierced the bear's right eye neatly. The bear roared and became even more angry. He rushed towards the village chief who was closest to him regardless of anything.
"Village chief, be careful." Old Zhao exclaimed, but it was too late.
Seeing the bear approaching, the village chief was full of despair and closed his
eyes and waited for death. Unexpectedly, he did not wait for the expected painful words, but heard a cry of surprise. He opened his eyes carefully, and Wei Jingshu, who had just been scolded by him, was holding an unknown stick and chasing the bear to beat it.
It turned out that at the critical moment, Wei Jingshu jumped up and kicked the bear's head. She was strong to begin with, and she used all her strength to kick the bear directly.
Before she started, she took out the steel rod, and once she succeeded, she swung it down without hesitation.
But this bear was obviously much smarter than the previous one. Now it was no match for her, so it turned around and ran away. Wei Jingshu chased after it with the steel rod.
"Sister Shu, come back, come back quickly!" Old Zhao shouted in fear, and the young men who had just dealt with the bear quickly stopped Wei Jingshu.
"Hey, hey, hey--" Wei Jingshu looked at the direction where the bear ran away unwillingly, snorted twice, and was quite dissatisfied: "Grandpa Zhao, didn't you say that bears would hurt people? If we let it run away like this, what if it goes down the mountain and hurts people?"
"We can still prevent it when it goes down the mountain, but if you chase it now, we will all be finished."
The village chief who survived the disaster gasped. Although he was just rescued by Wei Jingshu, he still subconsciously didn't believe that Wei Jingshu could kill a bear.
Suddenly, his face changed: "Not good, that direction is the direction where Jiang Laosan and others fled."
The people who had just escaped from danger had to prepare again and run after the bear again.
Wei Jingshu took a look and turned to leave.
"Shujie, come with us." Old Zhao called Wei Jingshu, thinking of Wei Jingshu's heroic behavior just now, and said generously, "Without you, we can't do it."
Old Zhao bumped into the village chief.
The village chief, who was still refuting Wei Jingshu just now, blushed, but under everyone's gaze, he finally said: "Shujie, let's go together."
Wei Jingshu immediately led the way with Old Zhao. After walking only a few dozen meters, they heard the heart-wrenching sounds of several people.
Wei Jingshu held the steel stick tightly and led the way. In front of the boulder, the bear with one eye blind was angrily hitting the stone. The stone was about to fall. Jiang Laosan and the other three were crying on it, shouting for help.
Old Zhao was anxious and drew his bow.
"I'll do it!" Wei Jingshu took the bow and arrow from Old Zhao's hand and aimed at the bear's head with a rather strange posture.
"Sister Shu, this is not right--"
Before the words fell, the arrow had already flown out, making bursts of piercing sounds. Before the bear could react, the arrow pierced its head like a broken bamboo, and it fell to the ground in an instant, without a breath.
"Hiss--" Because of the wrong posture, her arm was torn. Wei Jingshu took a breath of cold air and twisted on the spot with her hand covering her arm. But when Old Zhao looked over, he looked indifferent, "Grandpa Zhao, your thing doesn't work."
There was quite a bit of resentment in his words.
Old Zhao was at a loss for words: "I told you that your posture was wrong, but you refused to listen."
Old Zhao could see that Wei Jingshu was injured. He took out a bundle of bandages from his bag and tore off a piece to tie up Wei Jingshu: "Go back and find Doctor Liu to see, don't let the root of the disease remain."
Here, the village chief had led people to rescue Jiang Laosan and others. Several people had not yet recovered from the scene where Wei Jingshu shot an arrow through the bear's head.
"Shu...Sister Shu, did you really kill the bear before?" One person spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, he slapped his mouth again, "Look at what I said, it must be you, Sister Shu."
"Yes, we don't have this magical power." Old Zhao said deliberately, "If it weren't for Sister Shu, we would have lost a lot of people."
He bumped the village chief's arm again: "Village chief, don't you think so?"
The village chief smiled embarrassedly. As long as he thought of what he had said to Wei Jingshu before, he felt ashamed to look at people.
"Yes, yes, thanks to Sister Shu." The village chief said perfunctorily and changed the subject, "Old Zhao, the bear is worth a lot of money, right? You are an old hunter in the village. Tell me, how should we divide it?"
Although he asked, the village chief already knew what Old Zhao would say.
Old Zhao was honest and never wanted to covet other people's things. The bear was killed by Wei Jingshu, so he would naturally favor Wei Jingshu. Sure enough -
"Sister Shu killed it, so it should be given to Sister Shu. Let's help Sister Shu carry the bear back, just as a reward for Sister Shu's life-saving grace."
Everyone knows that without Wei Jingshu, everyone would be dead or disabled, but it was a bear.
The land in Yuan Village is not good. Even if the weather has been good in recent years and there is a harvest every year, the harvest is only enough for the family to eat. If there is more, there will be nothing. Now that there are two bears, everyone wants to get a share. There
was silence all around, and Old Zhao's face was a little embarrassed: "You all say something."
"Old Zhao, your family is not short of money, but we are." Someone whispered.
"Can't you earn money yourself if you need it? You are all young men with hands and feet, and you are planning to snatch it from a little girl?"
Old Zhao stared with his eyes, but no one spoke. He turned to the village chief: "Village chief, please be fair. Should we give this bear to Sister Shu instead?"
The village chief's face turned red, and after a long time he uttered a word: "Yes!"
Even so, Old Zhao was still very angry: "I see that you are all bringing shame to us men. You are snatching such a small thing."