Chapter 098

However, a few days ago, Lu Xiaofeng read the book "Wolf Totem" and wrote the allusion of wolf smoke.

He also did an experiment and personally found a large bag of wolf manure to tinker, but it turned out that the cigarette was not as strong as the smoke from the cooking stove in the yurt.

When Lu Xiaofeng thought of this question, she asked Uncle Wang.

"What color is the wolf manure he saw?" Uncle Wang was puzzled when he heard Lu Xiaofeng say something.

"The wolf manure is in the gray talisman and is as thick as a banana." Lu Xiaofeng remembered it carefully.

"The color is right. Maybe only the wolf will pull down the empty feces of the talisman, which is strange. I clicked it myself when I was a child." Wang Bo scratched his head, a little confused. It wasn't right to look at Lu Xiaofeng, you're just kidding.

"Have you ordered it yourself?" Lu Xiaofeng was very excited and raised her ears.

"Actually, when the wolf manure is burning, it emits a strong talisman empty smoke, not the black smoke you said. The one you said about writing a book is not written incorrectly, right?

I remember clearly that only a few pieces of dry wolf dung were added to a pile of fire, and the torch was even more spectacular than when a large wildfire burned.

The smoke talisman is thick and the talisman is thick. When we were young, we often used this method to relieve it to notify the adults when we were lost in the mountains.

However, the wolf manure we used is not fresh, and it is usually dry thoroughly." Lu Xiaofeng also resolved his doubts and was very happy.

"Don't worry, that wolf has long disappeared. At least there will be no wolf in our area of ​​more than ten miles."

Uncle Wang patted his chest and promised. Hearing what Uncle Wang said, he felt relieved and walked towards the Yeshan people's house.

This yew fruit has monthly tickets. When Lu Xiaofeng entered, he had almost finished cleaning up. He didn't know where he changed into camouflage. There were two weapons, a crossbow, and a tiger-headed double-barrel hunting rifle on the table.

The two of them talked and laughed, and started from the south of the village and entered the forest.

At the beginning, the two of them were very happy. Everything was fresh. They walked along the path and chatted and laughed all the way.

The road is steep and steep, full of stones and the protruding roots of large trees, and it is very difficult to walk. Compared to the road built in the forest farm, it is really a world of difference. However, the woods are dark and ancient trees are towering.

The occasional sound of birds sounds outside, the forest is filled with a primitive, natural silence.

There is a great literary power that shocks people, which makes people feel surprisingly small.

Maybe he was tired, the Yeshan man stood on a big rock, put his hands on his hips, looked up and down, left and right, and then began to load bullets on his gun, and looked at Lu Xiaofeng slowly.

Lu Xiaofeng still listened with his ears, but the yew man stopped talking and then moved forward.

"Where is below?" Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded. He was still waiting for the young master to finish speaking. "No one is below." The Yeshan man smiled with a faceless nerve.

The ground in the forest was filled with fallen leaves that had not been cleaned for many years, and fell and wilted on their own.

The rocks are covered with moss, which proves that no pedestrians have passed by for a long time.

After walking for a while, Lu Xiaofeng's mind flashed, but suddenly thought of the meaning of this joke and burst into laughter. This yew man is really that good.

"Now you think it out?" The yew man smiled and picked up a branch to use it as a crutch.

While climbing the mountain, he also hit the leaves beside him with branches, or poked them into the grass for a while.

"What are you doing?"

"Driving the snake!" said the yew man honestly.

It was better to say it was sightseeing than to come for hunting. After walking for most of the day, I didn’t even see a single hair. I heard the bird’s chirping, but I looked up and saw only the tree full of eyes, and I didn’t know where it was.

The legendary pheasant didn't see half of it.

Seeing a squirrel, the yew man shot an arrow, shooting the bark so hard that it was spoiled, and the leaves were thrust down a pile, but the squirrel jumped away, making the yew man look at it for a while.

There were quite a few mosquitoes in the forest. After this afternoon, the two of them had almost no harvest.

A hare and two pheasants. The rabbit was hung on the waist by a yew man, and he walked and slapped his butt, making him feel coquettish.

A small waterfall was hanging from the cliff. The two of them walked hot and tired. When they saw the waterfall, they couldn't help cheering. The Yellen man handed the hunting rifle to Lu Xiaofeng, then took off his glasses and scooped the water with his hands.

He put the water in his mouth, drank a lot, then pulled out a towel, washed his hands and face happily.

Then, sit on the stone by the stream and rest, the cool breeze blows on your face, and the clouds in the valley are rippling.

The yew man seemed to have completely lost interest in hunting. The two exchanged hunting weapons. The yew man, who did not exercise regularly, was panting with his waist and discussing with Lu Xiaofeng to prepare to return to the mountain.

Then he flashed into the back of the tree and walked out a long way. After a while, he heard the sound of water clattering behind the tree.

The yew man was shy when he untied his hands and ran away.

Suddenly, the yew man screamed, which scared Lu Xiaofeng to death, "What happened?"

Lu Xiaofeng panicked when she heard the voice of the Yeshan man, and ran towards him with a gun.

As soon as I ran to the big tree, I saw the yew man stumble towards him. His bag had cracked and things were spread all the way.

I didn't know where the crossbow in my hand had been wiped out. When I saw Lu Xiaofeng bringing a gun over, a look of joy appeared on his face.

Looking behind him, Lu Xiaofeng's heart suddenly jumped up. The woods were faintly visible, four or five dog-like animals were walking through the grass, and his eyes were staring at the yew people.

Wolf? This was his first reaction. But he later denied it.

He has seen the photos of the wolf. The thing in front of him looks like a wolf, and it is much smaller than the wolf, with a wide head and a shorter face. Its body hair is brown and red, its tail is dense and long, and its tail ends are black. Jackal!

He finally thought of something here.

When he didn't know about it before, he thought that the wolf was the most united and cunning animal, but later from the book, he knew that there was an animal in Qixi Wenzong that prefers group life more than the wolf: jackal.

It likes to live in groups and often appears in groups of three or five. It has a fierce temperament, is cunning by nature, is good at collective attacks, and cooperates very well.

The cunning and cruel jackals are good at hunting and hunting, which makes the beasts retreat three points, and can be called the "king of the mountains".

These jackals who came out from nowhere were tentatively circling around the yew people in small circles, and from time to time, they were tentatively preparing to go down.

The yew man waved an iron arrow in his hand, which was somewhat effective. A few jackals on the side were circling from both sides.

Lu Xiaofeng felt her head buzzing and her hands were cold, but she still quickly raised her gun and aimed at the dog in front of the Yew man.

But he didn't dare to shoot. The shotgun was shot and shot, and it would definitely hurt the Yew people at such a close distance.

There happened to be a tree hanging down its branches obliquely, almost reaching the ground.

"Sir Zhe, climb up the tree!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted loudly at the Yew Man, then pointed to the tree.

The Yew man hesitated for a while, then ran a few more steps. Perhaps he had discovered his intention, the jackals had a green light in their eyes and their chins were against the ground, which was a sign of the attack!

No matter what, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the jackals who were protecting each other and pulled the trigger with his fingers.

"Boom" a tongue of fire spewed out from the muzzle of the tiger-head hunting rifle, and at the same time, a hot smell of gunpowder reached Lu Xiaofeng's lungs.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but take two steps back, and her left chest hurt violently. Her perception could not recover after a long time.

With a scream of "Voe", a jackal fell to the ground, and the leaves in front of them turned into bare.

These jackals did not give up their attacks because of their companions' death. The two on the ground attacked the yew people like lightning.

Just as the Yew man was panting, he held the branch in his hand, and the desire to survive allowed him to use his literary power and skills that he did not usually have.

With his arms exerted, he swung his body directly. At the same time, he felt a pain in his calf. The jackal had already pounced on his calf. Fortunately, he had camouflage pants, so the dog held it in his mouth and swayed back and forth.

The yew man screamed, and the branch had a dog's weight, making a squeaking sound, slowly adorning downwards.
Chapter completed!