Wolf Xianggong

It is not easy to walk in the snowy Dongshan Mountains. If you are not careful, you will be submerged in the deep snow pit. When you are in the water, you will not go far. You only move around in the familiar forest nearby, and "visited" his neighbor, the fat squirrel, a few times.

Unexpectedly, the fat squirrel already has a little fat squirrel!Their family stands tall and short in a row, busy while eating pine nuts and watching the water, the scene is very interesting.

Recently, Shui Shi not only has to pick and store his own rations, but also digs out some fresh grass for the pony to eat.He looked at it that day, and found that the little guy was only injured in his tendons, not his bones, and he could stand up after a few days of care.

He went into the forest, picked a lot of hazelnuts and cress, and went to the old tree that produced ganoderma, and picked several plump red ganoderma, intending to nourish himself and the pony.So I came back with a big basket. Except for the deep snow, it was difficult to walk along the way, but I didn’t get cold, and my back even sweated a little.

This is all because the weather has warmed up recently, especially in the tree house. Even if there is no fire, they can still curl up in the pile of animal skins when they are in the water, and they can honestly knit wool.

At night, a pot of fire was brought to the tree house when the water was on, and thick solid wood was placed between the brazier and the planks.He sat around the fire on the small couch in the tree house. Although he was not as warm as the earthen stove, the temperature could still withstand the current temperature.A dark and shiny pony snuggled up to him docilely. When he was in the water, he took the twisted wool to his side and played with the knitting needles he had carefully made—four green needles that had been peeled and sharpened and smeared with resin. branch.

The sweat on his body slowly disappeared, but the salt in the sweat pierced the wound on the back of his neck with slight pain, making him think of the fierce Fu Li when he was in the water.

At this moment, there is a human-shaped beast running in the mountains and forests, baring its fangs and claws, roaring and chasing a stag taller and stronger than the White Wolf King. The antlers on its head are extremely sharp and strong , Ordinary predators dare not approach, it has the strength to open the belly of a male lion.

But now the stag is running in panic, and the powerful antlers of the past have now become a heavy burden. The beast behind him kicks his hind feet and leaps behind the stag, and his strong arms instantly push the deer down. On the ground, the animal's teeth bit straight into the artery.

After a while, the former tyrant in the mountain forest stopped breathing.

Fu Li raised his head, his face was splattered with blood from the stag's arteries, and it was still emitting heat in the cold forest.His pupils shrank into a line, and he couldn't control the most primitive hunting impulse surging in his body.

He started hunting not for hunger.

At this moment, the desire to hunt slowed down slightly, and Fu Li began to feel uneasy.So I took a few deep breaths, closed my eyes, felt myself, and restrained myself.

Finally he ran up the ridge and looked down at the mountains.

Tonight, the moonlight is bright in the night sky of Dongshan, and even the stars are dimmed.Fu Li crouched on a mountain ridge like a wolf, shining the unfulfilled moonlight into his dark golden animal pupils, his breathing was heavy, his muscles and bones soaked in hot sweat, in the deserted mountain peak , Fu Li instinctively looked up to the sky and howled at the moon.

The sound was deep and deep, spreading out like waves, attracting all the wolves in the forest to join in. For a while, the Dongshan was full of wolves howling one after another, making all creatures tremble.

The old white wolf in the dead tree came out, and instead of raising his neck to agree like the other groups, he looked at the full moon in the sky with a stern expression.

When the water came out of the tree house amidst the continuous howling, he stood on the platform and looked around, but he still couldn't find the figure he wanted to see. He looked down at the sweater with the outline in his hand. It's extremely wide, and obviously he can't wear it because he is skinny.

The little pony has been with Ma Wang since he was a child, and he is not afraid of the ordinary wolf howl. He just looked at the water on the platform when he walked out the door. His big black grape-like eyes blinked and his eyelashes fluttered. , it exerted all its limbs, and finally stood up, walked to Shui Shi's side with a limp foot, rubbed against him lightly, and started to comfort him for no reason.

The howling of the mountain wolves also alarmed another group of people. Old man Zheng had already camped at the foot of Dongshan Mountain.Finally, when the snow stopped, they assembled enough equipment for entering the mountain, brought dry food and hounds, crossed the west mountain, and stopped at the foot of the east mountain.

Dongshan has a deep legendary color in Rehe Village. It is said that this is the territory of the wolf god. The wolf god once rescued the villagers who lost their way in the mountain, and made a promise with them that they would never enter Dongshan and never invade each other. Therefore, since their ancestors, Rehe Village People who have never set foot in Dongshan.

What's more, listening to the wolf's howl faintly echoing in the mountains at this time is even more convincing.

The seven hunters and the three hounds here all only know the way to the west mountain, and now they have reached the boundary river between the east mountain and the west mountain. Winter is still warm.So old man Zheng decided to cross over early tomorrow morning and climb to Dongshan.

On this trip, in addition to the usual dead brothers, Lao Zheng also brought his third son Dongsheng. He has four sons in total, and only Dongsheng inherited his mantle. With him, this trip is more confident.

Dongsheng is 24 years old, with a strong physique and a simple and honest nature, but he has been hunting in Xishan all year round, and has not settled on any good family.Old man Zheng had already made up his mind that if Brother Shui could be brought back alive by them, he would raise him in his own home, and in the future he would be the husband of Dongsheng in his family, and his sister-in-law would not bully this husband.

Dongsheng came up from the west mountain, followed by a hunting dog with a pheasant in its mouth, and five fat rabbits he had just hunted in his hand. He skillfully cut up the rabbits with a knife, put them on branches, and roasted them on the fire. , everyone ate a simple meal with dry food.

"Old Zheng, are we going to Dongshan tomorrow?" Li Erlang was still a little apprehensive when he heard the voice of the wolf in the mountain.

Reflecting the light of the fire, the old man nodded solemnly, "We are not allowed to hunt when we reach Dongshan Mountain. Don't disturb the people on the mountain. We just quietly touch the mountain where they put Shui Geer down to see if the hounds can still smell it."

"It's just that it's been a long time, and the smell of the old clothes brought back from his uncle's house has dissipated. I don't know if the dog can still do it."

Dong Sheng swallowed the last dry mouthful of roast meat, "Second Uncle Li, don't worry, they have a few noses that will work! If there is any trace, I will definitely find it."

Everyone was worried, holding on to the last sliver of hope, and just to reassure themselves, they got up early the next day to cross the river and quietly searched for the forbidden place Dongshan.

After simmering in the water for several days, the sweater was roughly knitted, but Fu Li was never seen again. He seemed to have disappeared, leaving himself anxiously in the center of the square inch space on the tree.

It was too late last night to weave by the firelight, and his eyes were a little sore when he woke up in the morning, but he still had to feed himself and the pony. The horse could stand up already, but it couldn't run or jump.

He boiled a pot of broth, and then gave the pony a small pot of chestnuts, which were softly mashed. The pony ate it and wagged its tail, but its long mane always hung down into the pot and stuck to the chestnuts. chestnut paste.

Looking carefully at the dark pony while in the water, he believed that it was a Frisian steed based on his limited knowledge about horses. There may be mixed-blood horses of other colors in its herd, but the horse king and this horse The pony's pedigree appeared to be pure.

The king mare gallops beautifully, with slender and powerful limbs, elegant posture, and a half-meter-long black mane fluttering in the wind. It is as fast as lightning, and can run at the speed of an avalanche!

So he admired the pony's beauty for a while, and then stretched out his hand to tie the long black mane into a braid, hanging cleanly on the other side, and then the horse ate the chestnut paste with peace of mind. With a smile, the little thing braided his hair, and he looked even more precious, both simple and handsome.

This reminded him of that man's somewhat messy hair that often hung behind his head, and those hard strands that were twisted together once fell to his neck and cheeks, and he remembered the touch.At this moment, he was thinking wildly, if the man's hair was braided, it should look better than the pony.

Showing that person's smooth forehead, high nose bridge, and those deep eyes, he must have looked "human".

A few days later, the sweater has been knitted and folded aside fluffy.

When I was in the water, I still decided to go out, and the man brought most of the dry leather from his wolf den to the tree house. Although it was warm, it was hard!He is going to tan this batch of leather, so he probably won't have to worry about clothes and bedding all winter.

After thinking about it, he did it, carrying the basket and stuffing the leather, and walked to the hot spring pool by himself. He thought that with the lessons learned from the leopard, no wild beast would dare to haunt here again.

The snow in the woods had melted a lot, and in some places the green land was exposed. Shui Shi strictly followed the route led by Fu Li last time, and arrived at the place safely.

While tanning the leather, I took a bath at the upper reaches of the pool where the wolves were. The wolves just sniffed him friendly and sometimes posted a post.

He soaked the cleaned skin in the wolf spring, then got up and went to the river where the hot springs flowed down to see if there were any aquatic products, or he could bring some fish and shellfish back!

While walking along the red rocks, he walked to the steamy river, but he saw that the river was so clear that there were no living things. He sighed knowingly, and was about to go back, when he suddenly heard a commotion in the nearby valley. wolf roar.

That is not a long howl for communication, but a deterrent bite when encountering an enemy!And why is there the sound of a dog?He has also been in the wolf pack for some time, and he has never heard of a wolf that can bark, so he is a little curious.

Shui Shi knew very well that he was so heavy, and going there would add to the chaos, but he remembered the wolf king who opened his belly that day, maybe he could save the injured wolf!So he still couldn't hold back, he walked lightly towards the valley.

A few old white wolves who were soaking in the hot spring went to the valley when they saw the water, got up from the hot spring, shook the water, and cautiously followed behind the water.

When Shui Shi turned his head to look at the white wolves who were following up slowly, he felt even more confident.

So he strode to the woods at the bottom of the valley, and saw a dozen blue and gray wolves threatening and biting something, and he was stunned when he went further.

There were two hounds in a stalemate with the wolves, and the third one had its neck bitten off and was lying in blood.

And the hound was guarding a man who had fallen to the ground!

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