Every animal has its own habits.
When wild boars gather to feed or rest, if one hears a strange noise, it will stop what it's doing and raise its snout to sniff the air.
As they twitch their snouts, they make a "FNUR, FNUR" sound. The moment the other boars hear this, they all follow suit.
Interestingly, while they are sniffing, they actually rely on their hearing to detect danger.
At that point, any sound in the vicinity will send them fleeing.
But this herd of boars was just too large.
The grunting from over one hundred and forty boars, a sound like "HOU-HU," mixed with the CRUNCH of them chewing walnuts, was enough to mask the sound of Li Dayong striking a match.
Yet even so, the massive wild boar hidden deep within the herd, weighing over a thousand pounds, was different from the others. It actually caught a whiff of sulfur.
It was the Pig God, passed down in the stories of generations of Mountain Runners.
