The kid confronted the wolves.

A gust of wind blew, dust flew, black clouds danced wildly, and the strange desert almost turned over in this strong wind.

The big tree kept shaking, and in this atmosphere of confrontation, it seemed that it could not bear it anymore and was about to fall. Leaf after leaf fell from the tree, sprinkled on the ground, sprinkled on the child's messy hair, and sprinkled among the wolves.

The wind roared, and a stone rolled incessantly in the midst of this roar, and gradually, rolled away, and died somewhere. There was a roar of the river, but all of a sudden, somewhere in the wind, perhaps, the river was also afraid.

The wolves howled in the wind, and the sound made the trees tremble.

However, the child must not be afraid, otherwise, there will be worse results waiting for him than fear. He had to face it bravely. So, the boy clenched the knife in his hand, his eyes widened, and he was ready to fight the wolves at any time.

A wolf pounced on the child and bit one of the child's left hands at once, but the wolf was fooled. The child's right hand lifted the knife and struck it at the head of the stupid wolf. In a red light, the wolf's head fell to the ground, rolled, and rolled into the wolves, causing an uproar among the wolves.

The wolves retreated slightly. The wolves had no intention of leaving, no, the wolves were angry and wanted to avenge their companions, but they were overwhelmed by the cold light from the knife in the child's hand.

Yue'er crept into the depths of the clouds. The earth was pitch black, and I really couldn't see my fingers. But the eyes of the wolves were brighter in this boundless darkness, no, at first glance, it seemed that they were not the eyes of wolves, but the pillars of light of a flashlight.

In the light of this wolf's eye, the child did not move, nor did he cry, although he wanted to cry for a long time.

Then it was getting dark, and a cloud hung over the tree, and hung down from it like a curtain. However, as soon as it was scraped, the curtain disappeared somewhere.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and everything in the strange desert could be seen so clearly, including the big tree and the child and the wolves facing each other under the big tree.

The rain could not stop falling, falling on the strange desert, splashing dust and turning into smoke and dust, and for a time, people did not know what kind of place it was.

In the vast rain and mist, only the sound of the raindrops constantly hitting the ground could be heard, and in this sound, the howl of the wolves disappeared somewhere.

Another bolt of lightning struck, and the night was torn open with a big gap, but, all of a sudden, it was gone.

In the midst of the heavy rain, the wolves kept coming closer to the child, and in the green eyes, the child felt the breath of death. However, the child did not panic, but stood under the tree, knife in hand, ready to die with it.

The wolves came up to them, and after the first wolf howled, the other wolves rushed up like crazy, maybe they were hungry.

It's too late, it's too fast. A bolt of lightning flashed through the dark night sky, and in the light of the white lightning, a black thing rolled down from the tree, like a ball, and rolled into the wolves. After a while, the unpleasant howls of the wolves were no longer heard. Among them, one of the wolves fell, fell to the ground, and did not move.

The boy walked into the ruined temple under the big tree, sat down in front of a statue of the god, and looked speechlessly at the sky outside the door under the bean-sized light.

The rain kept falling, and there were small holes in the strange desert, which were like eyes, no, in the electric light, I couldn't stop looking at the child.

And the boy had a match with him, so he lit a match, and when he saw that there was a lamp in the temple, he lit it again. The lights kept spreading, and the shadow of the child was very ugly, no, looking at the shadow, the child actually cried quietly.

Next to the lamp, there was a small bed with straw on the bed, which was very clean. The child climbed into bed, sat down, and then lay down again. He extinguished the lamp and listened to the wind and rain outside the door in the endless darkness.

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, and in the pale lightning, the child saw wolves lying on the ground outside the door.