Sentinel is not good

The wolf cub asked for medicine, but Zhang Mu couldn't give it to him.Because the medicine is too scarce, it must be used wisely.Only the strongest hunters in the camp or women who are giving birth can use it, and children should use it to see if there is any return.

If the child is too weak or too sick to be rescued, medicine will not be given.

"Song Jian was wounded, and he couldn't die." Zhang Mu yelled at him to leave, even though the wolf cub was about the same age as his daughter, if they fought, they wouldn't be opponents of the same level at all.With just that set of teeth, a wolf cub can bite a child of the same age to death.

He is a wolf at heart, and he has learned to bite the throat of his prey with the pack of wolves. Zhang Mu has seen him pick up wild rabbits.

The wolf cub was fierce, but not stupid. Knowing that Zhang Mu had no intention of giving him medicine, nor of returning the water bottle, he picked up the metal spout and ran away.

"It's creepy." Luo Xiaolan is Zhang Mu's wife, and she doesn't like wolf children in particular. "Fan Yu is also sick, why raise him? He is still young, and when he grows up, he can even kill people."

Zhang Mu smiled, and said a few words to clean up quickly.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Mu rolled up the cushions in the tent and prepared to tie them tightly with hemp rope before moving them to the wooden frame.There was another movement behind him, it was not big, very cautious, and he didn't want to alarm the adults, and he didn't want to wait too long.

Zhang Mu looked back, and saw the wolf cub squatting a few meters away, and vomited something for him.

A poisonous scorpion half-bitten to death.

There are too many poisonous bugs in the desert, and they are bigger than they used to be.A poisonous scorpion was the size of an adult's hand, and its shiny pointed tail had been bitten off.The poisonous glands are destroyed, and the usefulness of a poisonous scorpion is reduced by half, but it has another advantage, that is, it can be roasted and eaten or soaked in wine.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Mu pulled the stick a few times, and the scorpion was completely cooled.It's so cruel that even a grown man would be poisoned to sting it, but the wolf cub actually knows how to bite its thorns.

The boy raised his hind legs, scratched his right ear with his right foot, and looked straight at Zhang Mu's luggage. "It hurts, pick it up."

"Is this for me?" Zhang Mu squatted down, the wolf cub might grow into a human being, and he has human consciousness.

The boy leaned towards his swollen face and took a mouthful. What he spat out was the remains of the tail tip of the poisonous scorpion. "Eat, here you are."

Changing medicine with food, Zhang Mu figured it out.Song Jian had bruises on his face, and if he didn't care, he might get infected.Zhang Mu found two cotton swabs, dipped them in dark brown iodine, and handed them to the wolf cub.

The boy stretched his neck, smelled it, his keen sense of smell seemed to be hurt, and he even shuddered and ran away.

His nose had never smelled too much human traces, and he was suddenly stimulated and shocked.After running a few laps, he lurked again like a wolf and tried to grab it with his mouth, but he was stimulated again when he got close.

Just like this, I hid and wanted to come back, repeated several times, and finally took the cotton swab from Zhang Mu's hand, and ran away with my bare buttocks.

Song Jian was surrounded by wolves, but he didn't dare to move, let alone reach out to hug them.Little wolf brother will run away when he touches them, but they are not, they will scare people with whining sound when they are in a hurry.Even if they don't open their mouths to bite, it will still hurt if their fangs bite their hands. If they are in a hurry, it is not difficult to bite off their own wrists.

There were footsteps in the distance again, and Song Jian could tell that it was him.Because this is not the movement of people walking out with two feet, it is running with two hands and two feet, so the footsteps are so chaotic.

"Brother Little Wolf?" Song Jian knew it was him, and asked deliberately, wanting a little response.

The boy ran back, ignoring his question.Wolves seldom use sound to communicate their intentions, and sound can give away location.The smell on the cotton swab was terrible, and it smoked away the wolves around Song Jian.

Song Jian stared at his silhouette closely, and also smelled something.But he didn't know what it was coming from, and he had never smelled it before.

My jaw hurts, and it hurts even more after being drenched in water just now.Song Jian stretched out his hand to grab Brother Little Wolf, just grab a little bit, and the skin touched it, which showed that he was not alone.

But he was hit again on the back of his hand.

"Don't hit me, I'm afraid, I thought you were the one who arrested you." Song Jian boasted to himself, and Brother Little Wolf gave him food and drinks, and he wanted to get close.How I used to hide behind my parents, now I hide behind the boy, like a pitiful puppy, wishing that he would be tied with a rope, and he would not be separated for a minute.

Poor eyesight, especially want to cling to people.

His jaw felt cold, followed by a pain that he had never felt before, very sharp.Song Jian's first reaction was that he was drenched in water again, and wanted to push Brother Little Wolf away.

The boy was pushed away at once, and Song Jian would never be able to push him away with his strength if his hands were on the ground.But he was learning to raise his hands to pick up medicine for Song.

I am used to touching the ground with both hands, and I can't grasp the balance when I pick it up.As a result, he was pushed like this, and the boy was pushed down.

There is a wolf in him, and being pushed down by a weaker than himself can only be understood as provocation.So he pressed Song Jian down and pressed him so hard that Song Jian's small body struggled to breathe before he let go.

"Brother Little Wolf, I was wrong, I am obedient, don't hit me." Song Jian begged in a low voice, "Please."

The low-level wolf's provocation against the high-level wolf must be punished, and Song Jian must be told not to do this again.After the pressure was enough, the boy got up and picked up medicine for Song.

Ignore him after giving the medicine, and follow the wolves to find today's rations. The boy is not worried about Song Jian's injury. The wolf's recovery ability can be fast, and he will be fine in a few days.

Song Jian thought he was going to die just now, Brother Little Wolf's mouth was very close to his throat, a bite would probably kill him with pain.He left with the pack of wolves, and Song Jian returned to a state of being alone again. He was afraid, but he didn't dare to walk blindly, for fear that if he got lost, Brother Little Wolf wouldn't find him.I had no choice but to feel for stones all over the floor, feel for the pointed ones, and hold them in my hands as weapons.

Touching and touching, he felt two thin, wet things.People who can't see always rely on their sense of smell. Song picked it up and put it next to his nose. When he smelled it, it was the pungent smell just now.

I don't know what the smell is, but Song Jian knows this little stick.He touched it, and it was a cotton swab.

It's for medicinal purposes, Brother Little Wolf took the medicine for himself.As long as the medicine is applied, the wound will heal soon.Song Jian picked it up cherishingly, grabbed his ankle, and wiped the sole of his foot with a cotton swab.

There are still wounds here, so apply it.

In the afternoon, the dust before the storm came first.The refugees were all packing their luggage, and no one cared about the little blind man. Song Jian sat there, pinched the wiped cotton swab, and waited for someone to take care of him.

When Brother Little Wolf came back, there was no sound of footsteps at all. He deliberately hid it, and Song Jian didn't hear it.

With a large piece of raw meat with bones snatched from the wolves in his mouth, the boy threw Song into the head.He hit it with his head, and then spit out the raw meat to Song Jian, waiting for him to eat.

I have already eaten it, and my mouth is full of blood, so I can share the rest with Song Jian.

Song Jian rubbed his waist and touched it carefully.After taking the medicine, the pain in the chin and the soles of the feet is not so bad, and the wound is dry, and it seems to start to scab all of a sudden.He was startled when he touched the wet piece of meat, and shrank his hands back to hide.

"I don't eat raw." Song Jian was afraid that brother wolf would feed him with his mouth.

The boy tilted his head to look at him, picked it up, and vomited it to him again, directly into Song Jian's hand.All wolves eat raw meat, and the pups start to eat it after weaning.

Some cubs are still greedy for milk, so the mother wolf will chew up pieces of meat and spit it out again and again, so that she can eat meat as soon as possible and grow up.

But the boy had never seen such a stupid kind. He vomited it to him, but he still refused to eat it.

It seems that you can't teach it.

He is not weaned?

Don't forget it, you have to learn.The boy is not worried, and has no extra emotional experience. Eating is an animal's instinct, and he will eat when he is hungry.At this time, a few shiny objects lit up in the dusty sky, scaring the wolves away and then reunited.

This is something from human society, very bright, the boy looks up, some are blue, some are red.More red, less blue.

Song Jian listened with his head held high, but couldn't see anything clearly.But he knew it was a signal flare, and it was used in the camp before.It's time to start transferring.

When the signal came, Zhang Mu prepared to transfer the refugees.The signal flare is sent by the pathfinders who went to find the underground bunker. The red direction means no, and the blue means found.The wind and sand are getting stronger, and they only have a dozen hours to migrate.

The camp of thousands of people set off in the blue direction. Some people used horses or camels to carry their luggage, but most of them carried it by themselves.

Fan Yu has a desert horse.The horse breeds that can walk in the desert are relatively short, but strong enough, without slender legs, and the hooves are broad and flat.He came out to look for the wolf cub, but he was not worried that the wolf cub would not be able to keep up.

For natural disasters, animals always have a sharper judgment, and they know how to take refuge better than humans.

"Hey!" Fan Yu saw him, "Let's go!"

The boy was pushing Song Jian on his head, pushing Song Jian to stand up.

"Fuck." Fan Yu cursed, "What the hell is he doing? Let's go!"

Song Jian heard Fan Yu swearing, his voice was very loud, as if blown into his ears by the wind.But he could only stand there blankly, with the wind and sand blowing up, he could hardly move his eyes, let alone see the difference between light and dark.

The big army started to move, and the boy pushed Song Jian a few times, then left him alone and followed the back of the group of refugees.He led a pack of wolves, unable to blend in with humans, with black hair hanging down his shoulder blades, and the piece of raw meat with bones in his mouth.

Song Jian couldn't keep up with them.

Normally, if you saw a figure, you might be able to barely keep up.But now I really can't see the direction, I can only hear them gradually moving away.In the past, every time I changed places, my parents took care of him. He is disabled, so no one can help him.

The boy walked tens of meters, and when he looked back, Song Jian was standing far away.

Why didn't you keep up?

So he ran back again, and pushed Song Jian on his head, forcing Song Jian to walk a few steps forward.Seeing Song Jian started to leave, he ran forward to chase the large army and the wolves.

Song Jian only took a few steps and stopped. His eyesight was poor, and his chance of survival was zero.

Repeated several times, the large troops became farther and farther away, and even the sound could not be heard.In the end, the boy pushed Song Jian a few times, sniffing around him, as if giving up completely, and never came back after running for a long time.

Song Jian also gave up, and sat down holding the wiped cotton swab.

The speed of the sand began to accelerate, and he could hear the sound of the wind, and the weight of the sand falling madly on his arms.

Fan Yu was wearing a turban and goggles, and was pulling the horse.The wound on the hand is still fucking painful.Suddenly his horse screamed, and Fan Yu immediately grabbed the rein to prevent the horse from running away.

The wolf cub stopped in front of the horse, bared his teeth, and spat something at him.

"You fucking scared the horse!" Fan Yu comforted the horse first. The wolves are the cruelest top killers in the desert, and they are also the natural enemies of the horse. The wolf cub has a strong wolf smell.After raising him for half a year, Fan Yu has figured out his way of thinking, which is to exchange things with himself.

He walked over and picked it up. It was a piece of raw meat with big bones.

Meat is a rare food.

"What do you want?" He asked the wolf cub, "If you dare to bite me again, I will kill you!"

The boy wrinkled his tall nose and was relatively thin, but his body was very strong. "For horses, rope."

"What?" Fan Yu didn't hear clearly, and the wind started to grow louder.

The boy looked at the horse. Such a desert horse could be eaten by wolves in a day. "Rope, horse's, rope."

There was a bundle of hemp rope around the horse's neck, Fan Yu weighed it and threw it to him.The boy picked it up and ran in the opposite direction, quickly disappearing into the sand and dust.

Song Jian sat on the ground with his legs straight, feeling that the sand had buried his feet.When the wind picked up, he wrapped his clothes tightly and tried to look out, but he couldn't see anything.

The sound of the wind was so loud that it drowned out the sound of Little Wolf's footsteps, until he rushed close to Song Jian and bumped his nose into Song Jian's face.Song Jian is stupid, cold, can't eat raw meat, and can't keep up with the wolves.He nuzzled him, trying to make him stand up.

"Brother Wolf! You...you're back? Don't go, I'll obey you from now on, don't abandon me...I'm scared, please." Song Jian hurriedly grabbed him, and the two of them pressed their faces together , touching mouth with mouth, like a wolf.The boy rubbed him against the sand, and wanted to tear his clothes and strip him naked. He suspected that this cloth was trapping Song Jian, making him unable to keep up.Every time Song Qian wanted to get up, he pressed down, and when the high-ranking wolf expressed intimacy, he would never allow the low-ranking wolf's head to be higher than his own.

Song Jian hugged the boy tightly, refusing to let go of his thin arms, and they pressed against each other again, exchanging breaths, until a loop of rope fell around Song Jian's neck, and it was so tight that he almost strangled him to death.

The rope was gradually tightened and tied into a dead knot, one end was tied to Song Jian, and the other end was in the boy's mouth.

"Go." The boy was still on all fours, tilted his head, and forcefully pulled Song to pick it up, "Pick it up, go, follow me."

Song Jian's neck was very thin, and it hurt when he pulled it, and he stood up stupidly.Brother Little Wolf is so strong, he pulled him forward, and as soon as he stopped, he pulled him with all his strength.Song Jian quickened his pace, he could only live by following Brother Little Wolf, he would not abandon himself.

Parents threw themselves away, but he came back to look for it.

There are wolves howling and growling all around, as if passing a message in the wind and sand, and identifying the direction.

During the transfer process, Zhang Mu counted the number of people from time to time to see if anyone was left behind.At the end of the team, he didn't find the wolf cubs or the wolf pack.

They were all at the end of the team when they migrated before.Did you get lost today?Didn't keep up?

In the veil in the distance, there was a howl of a wild beast, as if drifting from the long and ancient peacetime, it was desolate and tragic.Zhang Mu followed the sound, and in the not-too-distant rear, dozens of desert wolves gradually broke through the dense fog. Among them, a boy ran forward on all fours, biting a hemp rope, and pulling a little Song Jian who couldn't see the way.