Chapter 473: The Old Wolf (First Update)

The old wolf is an authentic Shanxi native, and his home is in a small mountain village outside Dingxiang City, a hundred miles away. ()

There are five points of thin land at home, and I can't make ends meet. Both parents are alive and well, but they are old. There's also a cute younger sister.,Every day like a fart.,Follow behind me.,Brother.,Brother's scream.。

However, these ......

It's just memories of 10 years ago.

When I was sixteen, my hometown was hit by a drought. There is no harvest in the ground. Countless people died of starvation in the village, and almost every day, you can see people with sad faces, carrying their relatives and rolling a straw mat, walking towards the field.

And the old wolf at that time was the time to grow his body. I eat a lot of things every day. And, it seems, never get enough to eat.

After the disaster, the situation at home became more and more serious.

Every day, I watched my father squatting at the base of the south wall with a sad face, smoking a dry cigarette, and his dim eyes were full of bitterness. The old wolf was very sad in his heart.

After a month of this, seeing more and more dead people being brought out of the village, the old wolf knew that he could not go on like this.

At home, the most you can eat. Almost ate the average ration at home.

I didn't have enough to eat, and my family had to suffer with me.

If...... Without himself, those bags of rations would definitely be enough for his family to eat for three months.

For a few months, Lao Tzu didn't believe that he couldn't make money!

At that time, the old wolf clutched his fists and said so in his heart.

So, one early morning in late autumn, while his parents and sister were still sleeping, the old wolf got up quietly, wearing a pair of exposed tattered pants and stepping on a pair of straw sandals. Carrying a whistle stick, he went out the door.

Before leaving, the old wolf had not forgotten. Leave a letter for your family and tell them not to worry.

The old wolf, who had never read a book, naturally couldn't write, he just used carbon black and drew a picture on the wall.

In the painting, a small person walks forward with a whistle stick, and in front of him, there is a big ingot. In the end, the old wolf held his chin and looked at it, but he felt that it was not real enough. So, he used carbon black to draw a circle of light on the ingot.

After doing all this, the old wolf smiled innocently.

In the autumn of Dingxiang, it is very cold.

Although it was only October, the fields were already full of hoarfrost.

The cold wind of the early morning wind blows and blows on people's faces, numb.

The old wolf, who had nothing to lose, stood outside the dilapidated courtyard. After glancing at the thatched hut with the wind in its arms. Kneeling on the ground, he muttered in his heart.

"Dad, mother, go earn money!"

After saying this, the old wolf fell to the ground with his hands and kowtowed three times. , grabbed the whistle stick next to him, and then no longer hesitated, and walked towards the green twilight in the distance.

In the green morning mist, the old wolf had nothing to grow, and he was alone. Just holding a whistle stick, hungry, and heading for an unknown future.

It's just that what he doesn't know is. After he walked away, the door of the dilapidated hut slowly opened.

A pair of elderly people holding a little girl with a runny nose in their arms. Crying tears, wow, looking at the old wolf ...... farther and farther away.

That year, the old wolf, who had never been far away, was sixteen years old.

Out of the village, the old wolf walked in the direction of Dingxiang City pointed out by the old man in the village.

Along the way, the hungry old wolf in his belly, under the scorching autumn sun, stepped on different shades of the road, and walked slowly.

At noon, the grain of rice had not entered, and the old wolf standing at the low water level really couldn't walk.

When he saw a forest in front of him, the old wolf wanted to go in and rest, drink water, and eat bread. Then continue on your way.

However, when I walked into the woods. The old wolf was surprised to find that there were dozens of people resting here in this wood.

These people are ragged and thin. The old people held the children in their arms, kept humming small songs, and coaxed the crying children to sleep.

The women, on the other hand, sat on the sidelines, staring at the grass on the ground in a daze.

The young men had sad faces. Look at the old man not far away, the child. Then he lowered his head and sighed.

When the old wolf walked into the woods, the eyes of these people suddenly focused on the old wolf.

To be exact, the shriveled package that gathered on the old wolf's whistle stick.

was stared at by so many wolf-like eyes, and the old wolf, who was still a hairy boy and had a simple personality at the time, was suddenly startled. After smiling hard, he turned around as if leaving.

"Don't go!"

Suddenly, a man stood up, grabbed the stick in his hand, pointed at the old wolf and shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the old wolf head Leon's voice was blank.

panicked in his heart: It's over, I've met a robbery!

Although he was flustered, the old wolf was still very clever, and the children in the village had exercised a good body.

After seeing that the situation was not good, the old wolf did not dare to stay any longer, turned around and ran.

The man behind him, after shouting and grabbing him, took four middle-aged men and began to chase after him.

Hunger brings out the last of man's potential. The more than ten men behind him were running fast at this time. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the panicked old wolf and pushed him to the ground.

With a thud, the old wolf fell to the ground, its mouth stuffed with dirt.

Behind him, four or five men, working together, pressed their knees against the old wolf's neck, pressing hard. ，

The old wolf, whose mouth was full of blood, was so frightened that he cried and kept struggling.

The man was upset, raised his hand directly, and slapped the old wolf hard.

This time, the old wolf who was beaten in a daze stopped crying. He knew that if he was crying, he would probably be killed by these people.

The man saw that the old wolf seemed to be frightened and stupefied, and stopped crying. The face is a little better.

Then, he stretched out his hand and snatched the shriveled package from the old wolf's hand.

After standing up, he glanced at the package in his hand, and tore it with both hands, and with a snap, he brutally tore the package open.

With a bang, a palm-sized buckwheat crust cake fell out.

When the cake fell to the ground, it gurgled and rolled into the grass beside it.

Around, more than a dozen men were all stunned at this moment. There was a glint of greed and hunger in their eyes, and their throats were swallowing. He looked fixedly at the cake that had rolled into the grass and was stained with a lot of mud. Motionless.

Suddenly, the burly man at the head stepped over. Bent down and picked up the buckwheat cake.

Just when the old wolf thought that the man could swallow the bread alone. The four men standing behind the man glanced at each other, and then suddenly pounced on each other. Knock the man to the ground.

Then, under the extremely frightened gaze of the old wolf, the four men actually strangled the burly man to death for a snatched cake.

Then, after strangling the man. Three of the men suddenly made a move on the strongest of the four of them.

The four of them fell into the mud and howled miserably.

On the side, the frightened old wolf hid behind the big tree, watching his cake being caught into powder by four people and falling to the ground, crying in the dark.

From the scramble of four people to the fight of two people. Until the end, a man covered in blood, holding the plate of buckwheat cakes, wiped a handful of blood from his face, and laughed.

At his side, three ragged, blue-faced corpses lay down.

The old wolf, who was hiding behind the woods, saw that the man was about to eat the half-piece of bread when he opened his mouth. In a hurry, evil is born to the side of the guts.

After swallowing his saliva with difficulty, the old wolf picked up a large stone at his feet. Standing on tiptoe, he walked gently towards the man.

At the moment when the man put the bread in his mouth, the old wolf behind him suddenly lifted the stone and smashed it into the back of the man's head.

……

After swallowing the cake he had grabbed, the old wolf didn't dare to stay any longer.

Put away the whistle stick, put away the packages scattered on the ground, tie it to the whistle stick, and after glancing ahead, he left in a panic.

Behind him, three strangled corpses with blue faces and a smashed, brain-spilled corpse.

Along the way, the old wolf, who killed for the first time, panicked in his heart. Running all the way, looking back all the way, for fear that the people behind him would catch up.

The old wolf was relieved to run and run, and when he reached a river, he found that no one was pursuing.

Keep the whistle stick close to you, within reach. The old wolf looked around and saw that there was no one. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and squatted by the river, ready to wash his face.

It's just that when he picked up a handful of cool river water. The old wolf's body suddenly tensed.

Behind him, there was a long, powerful breath.

The old wolf's head buzzed, and his heart was extremely flustered.

After thinking about it quickly, the old wolf decided to take a risk.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly grabbed the whistle stick next to him.

But before he could touch the whistle stick. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the neck.

It was dark in front of him, and the old wolf fell into the river.

"Haha, Lao Tzu followed you all the way, how could I let you escape?"

A burly man with a scar on his face grabbed the old wolf that had fallen into the river and threw it to the shore. 、

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Holding his arms and looking at the child lying on his back on the grass, this sixteen or seventeen-year-old child did not hide his joy in his eyes.

"Dare to fight, dare to kill, have a strategy. It's a shame not to be a bandit! The big man laughed, then grabbed the old wolf's belt and threw it on the horse's back.

"Boy, it's your luck to meet Lao Tzu!"

The big man stretched out his hand and patted the old wolf's face, then turned over on the horse, raised the whip and shook it vigorously.

"Drive!"

After a fierce roar, the brown and yellow war horse, like an arrow from the string, ran towards the depths of the dense forest.

So, in this way, the old wolf became a bandit with a bright future.

In the past five years, the old wolf from a poor family, in order to feed himself, in order to be able to feed his family more in the future. began to concentrate on being a bandit, and in the past five years, he has taken the lead in robbing homes and houses.

Gradually, the old wolf also made a name for himself in the stockade.

During a robbery, the old wolf was unfortunate and encountered the Turks who broke into Dingxiang and disguised themselves as caravans.

A bloody battle begins.

The bandits are a rabble, how can they be this group of well-trained and strong opponents? Under the battle, the bandits, who had suffered heavy losses, cried and fled.

However, this group of thieves couldn't leave empty, and when they left, they didn't forget to snatch a small box of the Turks.

Originally, I thought that a small box Turkic people would definitely not take it to heart. However, they were wrong, and they couldn't be more wrong.

When the Turks saw that the small box had been snatched away, they immediately brandished their scimitars like wild beasts, and pursued them relentlessly.

After some chase, the exhausted old wolves were finally surrounded by the Turks.

When the thieves saw this, they were frightened, so they handed over the small box and begged for mercy. But the bloodthirsty Turks simply sneered and waved their butcher knives.

The bandit who was forced to retreat threw out the nature of an outlaw.

Wow Wow screamed, his eyes red, and he fought with the Turks again.

At that time, the seriously wounded old wolf used all his strength to crush a Turkic official to the ground, and then he was weak, and his heart was crossed, and he cruelly bit off the throat of the Turkic with his mouth.

The stinking blood went straight to the old wolf's head.

The disgusting feeling, in an instant, made the old wolf faint on the spot.

When he woke up, he was already in the stockade.

At that time, when the big boss saw him wake up, he laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well done, I didn't embarrass our big Zhou." Old wolf! ”

As a result, the name of the old wolf began to spread among the major cottages in Taihang Mountain.

Five years later, he was already the old wolf in charge, carrying a hundred and ten taels of silver. Riding a high-headed horse, it is like a great official returning to his hometown. Towards the small mountain village outside Dingxiang City, where the memory was extremely broken.

Along the way, the old wolf shook the silver in his hand, thinking about the happy scene when he returned home and his parents and little sister were smiling.

With such a mood, the old wolf was in a good mood along the way.

It's just that, five years on, everything has changed.

When the old wolf rode back to the mountain village, his face turned pale instantly when he saw the village that had long been razed to the ground. It was dark in front of him, and the whole person flipped off the horse. After being planted on the ground, he was unconscious.

Grunt, the silver ingots in his arms, spilled all over the ground. Rolling down everywhere.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but when the old wolf woke up, he found that he was in the army.

looked in his arms, but found that the hundred taels of silver had long been gone.

The dejected old wolf sat down on the ground, muttering to himself like dementia. Little sister, mother, daddy.

It wasn't until noon that a ten-year-old soldier walked into the tent. When a white bun was delivered to the old wolf, the old wolf who had lost his soul came back to his senses.

That little soldier is called Xiao Wang Er.

Later, the old wolf stayed in the barracks. Gradually, the old wolf's courage to fight, as well as his good kung fu, also made him more and more famous in the army.

Moreover, later, the old wolf also knew the reason for the tragic change in his family.

In the second year after his departure, the Turks moved south. No one in the village was spared, and all of them died tragically under the iron hooves of the Turks.

Since then, the old wolf has been looking forward to the day when he can set foot on the grassland and avenge his parents and sisters, as well as the elders in the village.