Sentinel is not good

Song Jian almost missed it, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he caught the boy and slowly laid it flat.

"Brother Little Wolf? Brother?" Song Jian patted his face, it was still hot, "Brother Little Wolf, can you get up? I'm so scared, Brother Little Wolf, please pay attention to me."

Pat left, pat right, the boy didn't respond, Song Jian started to panic, kept yelling at Brother Little Wolf, and bent down to lick his chin, but there was no response.

So Song Jian fumbled on him, because there was a strong smell of blood in his nose.

Brother Little Wolf used to have the same taste in his mouth after eating raw meat, but today the smell of blood doesn't come from his mouth, it seems to come from somewhere else.The two little hands kept groping, and Song Jian touched Brother Little Wolf's face for the first time.

In the past, every time he wanted to touch his face, he would be beaten on the back of his hand. Now Song Jianduo hoped that Brother Little Wolf would wake up and hit him, saying: "Chai, you are not good, hit him."

Feeling it, Song Jian felt it, it was sticky, like a wound.He withdrew his hand and put it under his nose to smell it. Yes, it smelled like blood. Blood had a very special smell, like the iron on a short knife. It definitely smelled good.

Brother Little Wolf was injured, seriously injured, and lost a lot of blood.Song Jian hurriedly stood up and dragged the boy's hand back. He couldn't believe that he could pull it, but he couldn't care about anything when he became anxious.

Dragging and dragging, Song Jian couldn't find his way, and tears rolled in his eyes.He is half-blind and can only see light and shadow, but cannot tell the direction.

"Brother Wolf, don't be afraid, I'll take you home." Song Jian was afraid because he didn't know where the tent was in such a dark day.Until a huge wolf rubbed against his calf, Song Jian squatted down to hug him, and took out the bulging belly of the wolf.

It's a she-wolf, her cubs are not weaned yet, she has milk in her breast, and this is a she-wolf living in her own tent.They took the boy from Song Jian, bit the boy's wrist, and dragged him towards the tent like a cub.

Song Jian hurriedly followed their voices, as if he had stepped on something under his feet, and it was sticky. He grabbed it and found it was a large piece of cliff honey, so he quickly picked it up and chased the wolf.

After entering the tent, the smell of blood became stronger. Song Jian put the honey aside, trembling all over.There was a buzzing in his little head, and he thought of many, many terrible results.

If Brother Little Wolf really had an accident, he would not be able to survive, the wolves would no longer protect him, no one would untie the rope for him, and the hemp rope would strangle him to death...Suddenly, Song Jian shuddered , A few tears immediately came out.

He couldn't let brother wolf die, brother wolf couldn't abandon him.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm injured...it will be fine." Song Jian knelt down to find the backpack, and kept telling himself that it would be fine.Fortunately, there are a lot of things in the backpack. I took out the tin kettle and shook it, and there was a sound of water in it.

"It's okay, Brother Little Wolf, wait, I..." Song Jian twisted the spout of the pot vigorously, and took a sip by himself first. He was too scared to know what to do.

It would be nice to be able to see, but these eyes are really disappointing.After Song Jian drank the water, his hands were shaking badly, and he desperately touched the boy's arms and legs.

Is there only one wound?Song Jian wanted to check him, but fortunately he only found a big hole.The cut was very large, on the outer side of the left thigh, it felt like the blood had solidified and no longer flowed out, but sticky and sticky all over the leg.

Song Jian was stunned, wiped away his tears, and poured water from the kettle onto the wound.

"Brother Little Wolf, does it hurt? You bear it, and it won't hurt anymore." Song Jian fumbled and cleaned the boy's wound. After the skin was washed clean, there was still half a pot left.He took a mouthful of water, and fed it to Brother Little Wolf's mouth.

Brother Little Wolf, who is usually hot, seems to be a little cold.

Song Jian took a few sips of water, put away the precious water bottle, and dug out the bottle of iodine from his backpack.As soon as the wooden plug was opened, the pungent smell scared away the wolves.

"I'm sorry, I'm not trying to drive you away, this is medicine..." Song Jian didn't know who he was talking to, and muttered in his mouth, but the smell of iodine was really bad, and he didn't like it either.

He touched the big opening with his left hand, and took a cotton swab with his right hand, touching the wound carefully.Song Jian didn't know if he painted it correctly, anyway, his parents said that the wound should be treated with medicine, otherwise it would keep bleeding and rot.

He couldn't let brother wolf rot.

After smearing a lot of iodine, Song Jian stopped and used the backpack as a small pillow for Little Wolf to sleep on.There were cubs who dared not come out of the tent. They crowded around. At the door of the tent was a female wolf who was unwilling to go far. Song Jian heard them panting.

The wolves that usually whined at the moon were gone, and they seemed to be very quiet.Song Jian was lying next to Brother Little Wolf, feeling terrified, because Brother Little Wolf's body was cold again, especially his hands and feet.

"Don't be afraid, I'm the best with you, I...I'm useful. Don't be afraid, Brother Little Wolf, I'll give you medicine, don't be afraid, ah, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid, okay?" Song Jian rubbed his feet and hands, but it didn't get hot.It must be cold, he pulled the thin blanket again, covered their bodies, hugged the boy who was not moving beside him, and waited for dawn.

But unexpectedly, the dawn did not come, but a group of refugees.

"That's him!" One of the refugees pointed at the small tent. "He came back with a pack of wolves, and now the pack of wild wolves are running around in the camp, tearing up the tent! They're going to eat people!"

Zhang Mu is holding a torch, and everyone has a torch in their hands. If there is enough light, the guns in everyone’s hands can still fight against the wolves, but it is 25 o’clock in the evening, the night is dark, and humans are in a weak position. The wolves competed.

Song Jian heard the shout and woke up. He was afraid, touched the short knife in his backpack, and walked out hesitantly. "Who are you! You...you go away!"

A child came out of the tent, holding a knife fiercely, but the point of the knife pointed in the wrong direction, which made everyone see that his eyesight was bad.

"Hand over the wolf cub!" a man with a gun yelled. "My tent and cart have been torn down, and the wolf cub will pay for it!"

"You are the one... you are the one who pays the debt with blood... Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about!" Song Jian shouted towards the voice, his voice sharpened, and it was still an immature child's voice, "I am not brother wolf. Wolf cubs, go away!"

Just as the man with the gun was about to step forward, several adult wolves with thick fur came out from the entrance of the tent. They brushed against Song Jian's ankles and calves, as if they couldn't see Song Jian, and only stared at the group of refugees from outside. .

Each one wrinkled its nose.

"Don't go there!" Zhang Mu grabbed his companion, "These are female wolves who have just given birth and are the most aggressive. They will kill you all to protect their cubs."

"Fuck that! I have a gun!" said the man.

A few more courageous cubs stick their heads out from the mouth of the tent. They are very small, but their eyes can already reflect green light in the night.They're wolves, not domestic dogs, they just haven't grown up yet.Once grown up, it's a bunch again.

"Can you kill the whole pack at once?" Zhang Mu is familiar with the wild nature of wolves. Desert wolves will take revenge and have a strong desire for revenge. Unless they have enough manpower and firepower, they can kill them all at once without leaving any horses behind. .Otherwise, as long as the disaster is left behind, it will be the disaster of the refugee camp.

The surviving wolves will attract more wolves, like eating a big meal, and take people away one by one in the dark.After all, humans need to sleep at night, and wolves can rest at any time, waiting for their prey to relax their vigilance.

This sentence reminded everyone, and everyone started to back off.Compared with raging male wolves, female wolves with cubs are even more difficult to provoke, because wolves are too smart, they have maternal instincts, so they understand human maternal instincts, and if they are provoked, they will hunt and kill children in refugee camps.

But Song Jian didn't know this, and thought that these people backed away because they were afraid of his own knife. "Don't come here, I'm very powerful, if you come here, I'll stab you!"

"Song Jian! It's me!" Zhang Mu was afraid that Song Jian would hurt himself with a knife, "I won't let them shoot, call your wolf brother out, the wolves are crazy!"

"Wolf is not crazy!" Song Jian guarded his tent, "You...you go away, go away, I don't want you, Brother Little Wolf and I are doing well, we are fine, you go away!"

The child couldn't make sense, he seemed frightened, and the wolf was still guarding him, so he couldn't pass.Zhang Muzheng was helpless, only saw a movement in the small crooked tent, a tall and thin boy came out holding the curtain of the tent.

"Come back, pick it up." The boy's lips were white, obviously bleeding too much.

When Song Jian heard it, tears flowed out, and he walked back crying, throwing away the knife.He's too useless to see, even if he holds a knife in his hand, it's useless, if he doesn't hold it properly, he will hurt Brother Little Wolf.

"Pick it up." The boy stood up straight with his arms around Song Chou, his hair was draped, his face was red from the torch, and his eyes were vengeful.But his temporary sobriety didn't last long. He heard Song Jian shouting and forced himself to come out. His eyes gradually darkened, and he lay on Song Jian's shoulder again.

As soon as he came out, the female wolves all retreated to the tent and took back the awakened cubs one by one.The eyes of the refugees seemed to be breathing fire, out of fear of wild forces, and out of jealousy for the protection of the wolves.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Mu suddenly stopped them, "He's injured, a knife wound on his leg, what's going on!"

Song Jian was about to help Brother Little Wolf back, but Brother Little Wolf's body suddenly softened and he knelt on the sand.He also knelt down and protected the boy with his small body: "I...I don't know, Brother Little Wolf went out to find honey, and he bled when he came back...Help, who will help, please, I beg you."

That's right, Zhang Mu had already felt that there was something strange about this matter.

The wolves followed the camp for a year and a half, and never went mad, but tonight they suddenly went mad, running and tearing between the tents.They are not trying to hurt people, they are looking for people.

Someone injured the wolf cubs, and they followed the scent to find the murderer. They wanted revenge, and they would fight an eye for an eye.

"Hurry up, everyone disperse, and go back to each tent to count the supplies and see if anyone is injured. As long as you don't hurt the wolf cubs, those wolves won't hurt your family. Go back!" Zhang Mu said immediately.

The others were stunned, but they all realized immediately that the wolf wasn't coming towards them, but someone did it first.After clearing the wrong of the wolf cub, everyone dispersed, only Zhang Mu stayed behind, watching Song Jian struggling to drag the boy into the tent.

"You have wolves, I can't get through." Zhang Mu shouted not far away, "Give him water and medicine, remember?"

Song Jian nodded with tears on his face.

"They're all gone, don't be afraid!" Zhang Mu shouted again, "Remember to give him medicine and let him eat more food, and I'll bring water over tomorrow morning."

Song Jian stood up slowly, picked up his wooden stick, and poked it out.Picking up the short knife that poked him quickly, and then retreating into the tent, it took a long time before he shouted: "Thank you!"

Zhang Mu felt that the short knife on the ground just now looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it was not his own knife. He smiled and shook his head before leaving.

This commotion lasted until dawn, and many people in the camp did not sleep. They could hear the wolves walking through the tents, sniffing one by one.

It was only after dawn that the wolves calmed down and went back to rest outside the tent where the boy and Song Jian were.Zhang Mu stayed awake all night, afraid that his guess would be wrong, and it was a gamble.

In the end, he was right. The wolves did not harm the refugees, but the deputy came to report that three families had lost their tents and had fled overnight.

It seems that they are them, but they can't escape far, either they die in the mouth of wolves or they die in natural disasters.Zhang Mu didn't want to care about this kind of thing, even though he had thought about getting rid of the wolf cubs without anyone noticing, but now it seems that no one can easily touch him and Song Jian.

Song Jian also didn't sleep all night, and was very sleepy several times, but he still insisted on feeding brother wolf with water and taking an anti-inflammatory medicine.My parents said that this medicine should be taken if there is a wound.

Fortunately, he usually saved food and water, as well as dried meat, honey, and dried fruits.The boy woke up at dawn, didn't say a word, just broke off a piece of honeycomb and stuffed it into his mouth, and stuffed another piece for Song Jian.

"Does it hurt?" Song Jian was so distressed, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." The boy rested his head on the backpack, his expression still grim, "Pick it up, you're not good."

"Why am I being misbehaving? Where am I being misbehaving!" Song Jian said in a fierce tone, lying on the boy's chest coquettishly, "Brother Little Wolf, are you hungry? I also saved jerky, so it's just the two of us to eat."

The boy ate another mouthful of the hive, like a wild wolf, who was injured and crazily replenished his strength by eating. "Take a knife, if you are not good, hit it."

"Don't hit me, I'm best with you." When Song Jian heard that Brother Little Wolf could talk, he knew he had survived, crawled forward, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Those who I scare people away if they want to enter the tent... The puppy is useful, woof woof."

A weak smile appeared on the boy's pale face.