The sun came out, and the gray and black mouse hairs flew in the sun, like catkins in March. Li Xuejian's throat was itchy and he wanted to cough, but he knew that he couldn't cough, so he pinched his throat with his hand to keep himself from coughing.

Many audience members at the scene also felt itchy throats, but they all covered their mouths tightly for fear of making a sound.

The swarm of rats rolled over the ridge like a wave, roaring off into the distance.

Li Xuejian sat on the ground with his butt and couldn't stop panting. The audience's hanging hearts also fell to the ground.

After a while, Li Xuejian returned to the shack and found that the blind dog's head was covered with cold sweat. He comforted the blind dog a few words, and then went to look at the corn, and was stunned at this look.

There are many white spots on the corn leaves, like sesame seeds, and they look like they have dry spots. Li Xuejian squatted and picked up the soil, the soil was wet, how could there be drought spots? He quickly understood what was going on, the dry spots were not dry, but because of the smell of rats all over the mountains. Rat poop is the hottest and strongest fat, and the smell of rat poop is just as hot. Li Xuejian said to the blind dog: "You guard, I have to go back to the village to fetch water, otherwise this maize will be burned to death!"

The village was eerily quiet, and the ground was covered with a dense layer of rat droppings. Li Xuejian didn't care about anything else, and walked straight to the well platform. When he twisted the cotton wool, he found that there was only a layer of cloth full of dry sores, and on that cloth there was a layer of rats that had been blistered by water after death, and when they reached the mouth of the well, they fluttered and fell into the well.

Li Xuejian returned to the village to look for cotton wool and found that the entire village had been looted by rats. The chests, tables, cupboards, bed legs, and so on, all that had been filled with clothing and food, were bitten like sunflower trays that had eaten seeds, and there were holes everywhere.

Coming out of the village, Li Xuejian carried three long bamboo poles in his hands, and he tied the three bamboo poles together, and tied a dung bowl to the top of the bamboo pole with a small wooden bowl. Three times he reached down into the well to scoop up water, but all he did was dead mice. With the sunlight overhead, Li Xuejian looked into the well, there was no water in the well, and half of the well was full of dead mice, like rotten sweet potatoes piled up at the bottom of the well. There were also a few live rats running on the dead rats, crawling a few feet above the wall of the well, and falling down with a snap, making a shrill and mournful cry.

"Oh my God, this well is completely useless, and drinking water is a big problem!" a male audience member let out a soft cry.

"This picture is so disgusting, I kind of want to throw up!" Some female viewers covered their eyes, but more female viewers covered their mouths. An old foreign lady rolled in her throat, got up and ran to the bathroom to vomit.

The directors appear very excited, and they realize that their predictions for the film were wrong. Zhang Ran used a lot of panoramas and long visions at the beginning of the film, and they thought that the film would be like Akira Kurosawa's "Chaos" or Chen Kaige's "Yellow Earth", focusing on medium and long perspectives, and remaining calm and objective. But now they find that the medium and long shots are gradually decreasing, the close-up shots are increasing, and there are more and more subjective shots. Especially in this scene of returning to the village, the camera switches back and forth between subjective and objective, and the camera sways, perfectly showing the fear and uneasiness in the heart of the ancestor, creating a depressing and thrilling atmosphere and rhythm that makes people unable to breathe. They realized that the further the film went, they were afraid that there would be more subjective shots, and that in the end it might become completely subjective.

Sofia Coppola sighed lightly: "Only Zhang Ran dares to shoot like this, this guy is really a madman!"

Godard is very satisfied with the audiovisual language of the film: "The language of 2D cinema is different from the language of 3D cinema, and many directors now make 3D films in the language of 2D cinema, and the results are very poor. Zhang Ran said that he wanted to make a real 3D movie, and he did it!" He turned to his producer: "When the movie is over, you go and tell Zhang Ran, I want to talk to him!"

Drought spots on corn leaves are getting worse. Li Xuejian took off the whip from the scaffolding, whipped it more than a dozen times in front of the sun, and then picked up the bucket and went out to find water. He decided that there was water in the direction where the rats had fled, and that without water, how could they survive the drought until today? The reason why the rats migrated in large numbers was because there was no food, otherwise they would not have eaten all the wooden utensils in the village that smelled of food and clothing.

Li Xuejian walked through three villages, and climbed over an unknown number of mountain beams, until the sun was about to set, and finally saw green thatch at the mouth of a narrow ditch. He walked along the ravine for a long time, and finally saw a pool of water half the size of a mat at the bottom of the cliff. The pool was hidden among the green grass the size of a straw mat, as if the grass had been green from a mirror to the mirror. Li Xuejian wanted to drop the bucket and run quickly to the pool to drink, but suddenly stood still.

Subjective shot, behind the grass stands a wolf, a yellow wolf the size of a blind dog. When the yellow wolf saw Li Xuejian, his front legs arched slightly, as if he was ready to pounce.

Li Xuejian's eyes were firmly fixed on the wolf, he put the bucket on the ground, and suddenly put his flat burden in the air horizontally, aiming at the head of the yellow wolf. Li Xuejian's eyes swept to the side, there were still a lot of hairs on the edge of the aquatic plants, some were animal hairs, some were bird feathers, there were dark red blood stains on the stones next to it, leftover rat heads on the ground, and all kinds of long and short bones.

The audience at the scene understood that this wolf was squatting here and eating the birds and beasts that came here to drink.

After a few seconds of confrontation, the yellow wolf finally attacked. It ran on all fours, swooping down as fast as lightning. Li Xuejian saw the wolf rushing over, swept over with a flat shoulder, and smashed it heavily on the wolf's head. The yellow wolf howled, but before it could react, the flat pole slammed down on its head again. The yellow wolf rolled around on the ground and retreated.

The yellow wolf's head was broken, and red blood was pouring out, and its glowing green eyes stared at Li Xuejian's eyes with hatred. Li Xuejian also stared at the yellow wolf's eyes. The two eyes collided together, as if there was a crackling sound. Li Xuejian clenched his hands tightly and said viciously: "There is a kind of you coming! Master, I am seventy-two, I don't know how many wolves I have beaten, and I just beat you to eat meat today!"

A man and a wolf confronted each other like this, and the sun on the cliff gradually went down, and the night began to rise.

After a while, Li Xuejian's legs began to be sore and sleepy, and the yellow wolf couldn't stand it anymore. It turned around the edge of the pool, and walked weakly towards the mouth of the ditch, where it finally disappeared into the narrow ravine. Li Xuejian watched until the yellow wolf walked around the bend dozens of steps away, and the flat pole slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, and he collapsed on the ground.

Li Xuejian gasped for breath for a while, then climbed to the edge of the pool and drank the spring water. He drank a stomach full of cold water, filled the bucket, took another bath by the pool, and then walked back with the water. It's just that when he was about to reach the mouth of the ditch, there was a bang all over his body.

Camera cut, subjective shot, a group of wolves blocked at the mouth of the ditch, there are nine in total, three are large, four are the same size as the blind dog, and there are two wolf cubs. The yellow wolf, whose forehead was smashed by a flat pole just now, led the way in the front, saw Li Xuejian coming out of the ditch, looked back, and led the wolves to boldly lean towards Li Xuejian.

The audience at the scene was stunned, and their hearts jumped to their throats, how could the ancestor fight nine wolves!

Li Xuejian pretended to be calm, unhurriedly picked up the bucket to a flat ground and put it down, calmly took off the flat pole, and walked over to the wolves as if he didn't take the wolves in his eyes. The wolves walked towards Li Xuejian, and he also walked towards the wolves. The distance of more than twenty paces was rapidly shortened, and when he was a dozen paces away, he still strode forward calmly, as if he was about to walk among the wolves in one breath.

The wolves were frightened by Li Xuejian's composure, and stood still at the mouth of the ditch, and the two yellow wolves in front even retreated. At this time, Li Xuejian had a bottom in his heart, and walked in greater steps, and the sound of footsteps shook and the fine sand and gravel fell off the cliff. But he walked to a narrow area like the mouth of a bottle, which was only two paces wide, and the wolves could not go around behind him and enclose him.

Only then did the wolves understand that Li Xuejian had seized the favorable terrain, and let out an angry roar, and then the wolves walked towards him. Li Xuejian shook the flat pole in his hand violently, and the iron hook hit the flat pole with a crisp sound: "Come on! Come on! The ancestor is still afraid that you will not succeed!"

The wolves stopped. The two sides were deadlocked for a while, and the leading wolf king let out a low roar, and the wolves began to walk towards Li Xuejian again. When he walked five or six steps away, Li Xuejian waved his flat pole in the air, and the iron hook on the flat pole hit the cliff wall, making a crisp sound, and the wolves stopped and retreated.

Li Xuejian held the flat pole and confronted the wolves, as long as the wolves moved forward, he shook the flat pole to make some noises and forced the wolves back. In the stalemate, the moon came out, and the time slowly moved towards the second half of the night. The little wolf could not stand, lay down, and soon fell asleep. After a while, a half-grown wolf also lay down and closed its eyes. Soon the other wolves lay down. The wolf king howled angrily, but it didn't stop the wolves from lying down. After another while, even the wolf king closed his eyes.

Li Xuejian was tired for a day, and he was already sleepy. He moved his body, plucked a long vine from his side, untied his red cloth belt, and untied the two iron rods from the flat pole and joined them into a long rope. He carefully tied the rope to the ground on either side of the valley, took a few steps back, and fastened the end of the rope around his wrist, and finally he closed his eyes against the cliff wall.

Li Xuejian was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt that his wrist was pulled, he suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the flat shoulder, and slammed it in the direction of the wolves. The yellow wolf at the front saw Li Xuejian wake up, stunned for a moment, and still pounced on Li Xuejian. Li Xuejian swung his flat shoulder and slammed it on the wolf's head, smashing the wolf to the ground. The wolf howled and retreated.

Li Xuejian looked at the wolves and found that the wolf king and the other three wolves were gone.

The hearts of the audience at the scene were tightened, only one of the four wolves pounced from behind, and the ancestor was dead!

At this moment, there were soil particles rolling down the cliff overhead. Li Xuejian and the wolves raised their heads towards the cliff at the same time, and he saw the wolf king leading a little wolf from the top of the cliff to the mouth of the ditch.

The audience at the scene reacted, and the four wolves moved towards the cliff behind the ancestor in two teams, but unfortunately this ditch was too narrow, and the cliff wall was as steep as a wall, so they had to return from the same way.

The wolf king let out a weak cry on the cliff, and the five yellow wolves at the mouth of the valley, when they heard the call, all looked up at Li Xuejian and the flat pole in his hand, turned around and walked towards the mouth of the ditch. The wolves retreated.

Li Xuejian was still holding the flat pole, staring at the retreating wolves with burning eyes. Seeing the nine wolves converge at the mouth of the ditch, walk towards the outside of the ditch, and finally disappear completely, he completely relaxed and collapsed directly on the ground.

Li Xuejian was afraid that the wolves would turn back, so after a short rest, he walked forward quickly with water. As he climbed up the hill to rest, he saw the nine yellow wolves walking towards the depths of the mountain in the distance. He shouted at the yellow wolf, "You still want to fight me." Who am I? I am the first master! Don't say that you are nine yellow wolves, that is, nine tigers and leopards, what can you do to my ancestors? There is a kind of you don't leave!" Then he lowered his voice and said: "You are gone, this spring is mine, it is me, the blind man and the maize!"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered the dried spots of corn, and his heart was cold, and he drank a stomach of water on the bucket, and hurriedly picked up the bucket and walked in the direction of the slope.

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