Chapter 325: Obstacles

After waiting for about half an hour, the Tibetan lion with a medical kit on his back ran up to Wang Yao, sticking out his tongue and panting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wang Yao touched its head, took off the medical bag on its back, lit the alcohol lamp, and looked at the medicine he brought.

Anesthetic powder, disinfectant powder, all are the most primitive Tibetan medicine, it must be difficult to start with other doctors, but fortunately, Wang Yao is from Tibetan medicine.

The scalpel is quite modern, and Wang Yao is baking the scalpel while communicating with the white wolf in wolf language.

The wolf's instinctive fear of fire, when Wang Yao lit the lamp, the white wolf could only open his eyes, sweeping away the previous dimness, and the essence was bright.

After communicating with one person and one wolf for a while, the white wolf slowly got up, staring at Wang Yao's eyes with golden and pale green eyes, and after a while, he staggered to Wang Yao's side, blew out the alcohol lamp and lay down.

Wang Yao was amused by the white wolf's actions, and stuffed the prepared wood into the white wolf's mouth, and the white wolf cooperated to bite it, staring at Wang Yao.

Wang Yao looked at the wound closely, the infection and rot were already very serious, logically speaking, it should have burned to death from a fever, it was really strong.

In order to minimize the pain of the white wolf, Wang Yao first sprinkled anesthetic powder, the anesthetic powder of Tibetan medicine is not the same as the hemp boiling powder invented by Hua Tuo, the anesthetic powder of Tibetan medicine is made of a paralyzing poisonous plant as raw materials, and other medicinal materials are used to reconcile the toxicity, the effect is good, but if the ratio is improper, there are also great hidden dangers.

The powder sprinkled on the wound without any feeling, the white wolf blinked, wanted to lick it, and was pushed away from behind Wang Yao.

How could the wolf king's head be touched casually, the white wolf was angry all of a sudden, but before it could react, the scalpel in Wang Yao's hand was still a little hot and cut the carrion on his outside.

"Ahh~!" The white wolf bit the wood and let out a shrill scream like a puppy, and after the howl sounded, the wolves of the entire forest came out, and the Tibetan lions also barked wildly.

Jiang Qu stood in front of Wang Yao and the white wolf, and roared at the three wolves.

The wolf's blood, which had turned black due to the infection, immediately stained the wolf's legs, and the fierce white wolf's claws bounced out because of the pain, but the pharmacology of the anesthetic powder worked, making its already weak body stiffen and pass out.

The white wolf was silent, and the wolves went crazy all of a sudden, and a black wolf howled and pounced on Wang Yao desperately, and was slapped out by Sona, and the other Tibetan lions also began to shock the wolves.

Zheng Jingjing and the others were terrified.

At this moment, a strange flute sound, the Tibetan lions and wolves froze at the same time, the strange tone and strange flute sound seemed to be the original sound of this primeval forest, and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

And the ancient rhythm in the melody made Zheng Jingjing, who was accustomed to modern music, tingle.

The wolves began to retreat slowly, and then prostrate themselves, and the Tibetan lions also prostrate on the ground, and the scene became extremely peaceful.

Wang Yao was so shocked by the change of the wolves just now that he fell into a cold sweat on the ground, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the white wolf who was sleeping with his eyes rolled, smiled and lit the alcohol lamp again.

The scalpel stained with wolf blood in his hand was baked on the lamp, and then the wound on the wolf's leg was cut again in an orderly manner.

It wasn't until the wolf's blood turned bright red and no longer black, and the carrion turned into bloody fresh meat, that Wang Yao finally saw a metal object that shimmered in the sun.

The gunpowder and viruses carried by the bullets continued to destroy the natural healing wounds of the white wolf, some of which were already stuck with the flesh and blood, and Wang Yao carefully avoided those blood vessels to clear the position where the bullet could be pinched with tweezers.

After taking out the bullet with full concentration, wolf blood spurted out like a fountain. Wang Yao hurriedly pressed a blood vein on the wolf's leg, sprinkled both anti-inflammatory powder and healing powder, and plugged the wound with medicinal powder.

To tell the truth, the refinement of Tibetan medicine powder is not high, and it is completely incomparable with modern purified medicines, but it has a natural miracle effect, the medicine powder is soaked in blood and begins to bubble, and finally the speed visible to the naked eye calms down, and a layer of blood appears on the surface.

Wang Yao exhaled turbidity, bandaged the wolf's legs with bandages, stood up and looked at the wolves and Tibetan lions crawling on the ground, as well as the ancestors and grandchildren who slowly walked up and played the bone flute, and sighed at the miracle of genes.

Genetic memory, also known as genetic memory, refers to the memory of race and nature, crises, preferences, and choices of living organisms over a long evolutionary history.

Modern technology uses experiments to carry out a so-called 'cliff avoidance experiment' on hundreds of animals, these born animals have not experienced the danger and fear of falling from a height, but they all instinctively stop at the cliff, and avoid, no creature jumps down.

Lemmings, for example, will jump into the sea en masse when there are too many of them. This mechanism can be understood as a kind of memory, but it is not a memory at the level of consciousness, it is an instinctive memory of the body, and this memory is just a reflex.

And this genetic memory is propagated in the genes of the biological species over a long period of time.

Among the human race, there is a type of people called the Maasai people.

Located in East Africa, the average height of this race is two meters, and the naked eye vision can reach 8.0, according to the standards of normal people now, human vision 2.0 is normal, more than four times the vision, which is equivalent to being born with a telescope.

This race is a blood-drinking race, they don't drink water, they like to drink cow blood to quench their thirst, they only eat meat, and more importantly.

In that region of Africa, where ferocious beasts are rampant, the Maasai do not need to rely on gunpowder and the number of people to become the top of the food chain, and humans can stand at the top of the food chain, in addition to inventing and using tools, and more importantly, the population is huge, and the lion is powerful.

But the Maasai don't need it, they only need a spear and can independently hunt an adult lion at the age of sixteen.

In tens of thousands of years of genetic memory, genes have told all species in East Africa who is the king of this region.

Lions, wolves, or tigers, including hyenas, have to retreat when they see the Maasai people, and the Maasai people can deter a whole lion pack with three or five people, or even take food from the lion's mouth, and the lion doesn't even dare to resist, so he can only run away with his tail between his legs.

This is genetic memory, science can explain it preliminarily, but it still makes people feel magical.

In the same way as the Maasai people, the ancient Xiangxiong people who bred at the same time as this snowy region are also the real kings of this snowy region.

During tens of thousands of years of peaceful coexistence with the snowy region, the Zhangxiong people were at first harassed by wild beasts, but later controlled and reached unwritten rules with these beasts.

Su Hai said that the six guardians of the Primordial Bon Sect were all beasts that cooperated back then, and they jointly informed this snowy region to reproduce and progress.

The creatures of the entire snowy region have genetic memories of the primitive Bon, some are friendly, some are fearful.

The ancient music played by Su Hai and Su Yong is the 'memory' shared by the primitive Bon Xian Ruopu and the guardian of the wolf clan for ten thousand years, even if so much time has passed, these wolf clans have long been unable to understand the meaning of these ancient music.

But the resonance brought by genes and the intuitive reflection of the body still make them instinctively surrender.

This kind of magical situation, in the eyes of Zheng Jingjing and them, is tantamount to the most magical magic and miracle in the world.

However, this kind of ancient music is only for the primitive creatures of the snowy region, and has no effect on other races in the outside world.

Although the bullet on the white wolf's body was taken out, it still had to wait for it to wake up, because the virus was not so easy to take out.

The faint white wolf stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes and was placed next to the campfire and fell asleep, Zheng Jingjing and the others listened to the story around Su Hai, and they were very in awe of this mysterious old man and girl with a black face.

But today, Su Hai's miraculous act of 'a flute and ten thousand wolves' made the girls directly regard the old man as a fairy.

Su Hai seems to be in a good mood today, talking a lot, and telling a lot of stories about Gu Xiangxiong to these children.

The Tibetan lions surrounded them, and after nightfall, there were still a pair of wolf kings in the forest staring at them with green eyes, but with a little more fear.

Wang Yao took the pen and lay on the stone to write and draw, while Su Yong stayed by the white wolf's side, holding a thermometer in his hand, and took his temperature every ten minutes.

"Whew~~~" There was a sudden commotion in the depths of the dense forest, which startled Zheng Jingjing and others who listened to the story.

One by one, the wolves rushed out of the deep forest, as if some natural predator had appeared.

The dozing Tibetan lions also rioted, barking wildly into the depths of the forest.

Wang Yao stopped writing, Su Hai frowned and stood up, "What's coming?"

"No, it can't be a ghost. Jin Taeran said tremblingly.

What can make wolves afraid, she can only think of ghosts at the moment.

"Roar!" came a dull and long roar from the dense forest, as if with a wave of sound, trying to spread in all directions.

The crowd gasped, for the sound was familiar to them, a whistling.

"Why, how come there are tigers??? "Mo Ke exclaimed with wide eyes.

"It's a lot more exciting than a zoo. The corners of Xu Qingmei's mouth twitched.

"Today is the most amazing day I've had in 18 years. Zhao Fei chuckled.

Wang Yao frowned, because he heard a lot of emotions from this tiger roar, and such complicated information made him not know how to judge for a while.

Tigers do not live in groups, wild at most a family, the baby tiger will be driven away when it becomes an adult, but the threat of two tigers will be at least a pack of about 30 wolves.

Because the tiger's lethality and individual combat ability are too strong, and it is fierce and does not retreat.

Although there are now more than a hundred Tibetan lions and dozens of gray wolves, Wang Yao is still quite worried.

From the depths of the dense forest came the sound of branches and leaves scraping, and a large shadow slowly appeared.

When it came into full view, everyone gasped again.