That's right, it's a wolf, a young wolf cub.

Wolves are creatures that don't need to be described too much, as long as they are not stupid, they know that they can't be messed with.

They have a good battle plan, are loyal, cunning, intelligent, and ruthless, and are one of nature's most successful predators.

Wang Yang has never given up the struggle with them, and it has continued throughout his life since his rebirth.

From the initial concession, to the later evasion, and then to the current division of the court, every change means that the tribe has become stronger, and it also means that the interests of both sides have been frictional.

The current tribe, if it uses strong means, can completely eliminate the group of wolves entrenched in the left mountain, but it will have to pay some price.

If you use Huairou means to slowly ambush the wolves, you can achieve the same goal.

But Wang Yang didn't do it, he wasn't afraid, how could he be afraid, one person was holding a poisonous Xiao Li flying knife, and one person was holding a kitchen knife, so he couldn't talk about being afraid.

He just didn't want to do it, and according to his words, "Everyone is eating under the same sky, so why bother?" ”

So to this day, he has not used a knife against the blade-toothed tiger, nor against the dinosaur cat on the right mountain, nor has he used a knife against the wolves.

Each species seems to have its own assessment of its strengths and weaknesses, and the Bladetooth Tiger feels that it can't beat Wang Yang and others, so it repeatedly backs down.

Since that confrontation, the wolves have not easily gone down the mountain to find trouble, and have recognized the status of apes.

Since everyone has an abacus in their hearts, the well water does not interfere with the river water, so it is good to go down tacitly.

This is Wang Yang's idea. The original intention was very good.

But after all, he is leading the tribe, not controlling the tribe. He didn't know what people would think or do.

Or. He knew what the crowd would think and do, but he was silent and let it develop, until now the little wolf died in front of him.

He wanted to find out how the wolf died, whether he couldn't attack it, but he was killed as a result, or whether everyone saw it alone. Active hunting.

Adults should be more excited, how excited, pointing at this wolf and learning to cry.

It was a milestone moment for them, killing a hegemon they had never dared to think of before.

The exorcist smiled at Wang Yang, pointed at the little wolf, and made another eating motion, wanting to eat it tonight.

Wang Yang had no reason to refuse, and nodded.

Then he took his gear and quickly came to the outside of the canyon. Even ran outside the orchard and looked at the border on the periphery of the forest.

There was no blood on the ground, and soon after the wolf was killed, the blood froze. No more outflow.

Wang Yang was still a little uneasy, and took a stone axe to turn over and over the snow on the ground, trying to confuse the breath. I don't know if it's useful.

After tossing and turning for a while, he returned to the cave.

The crowd has quickly unwound the meat. The skin is carefully being removed, a complete wolf skin. It's a fairly warm piece of clothing, although it is a little small, but it is quite suitable for children.

If you look at the skin, if you look at it more seriously, this is a delicate work, but don't expect them to be sharp, and cut the flesh with a stone knife along the skin with a big knife.

When you actually cut the skin, you will feel a toughness, and with this toughness, you can cut off the meat.

When it's almost cut, they usually put it aside first and eat before they talk.

Wang Yang hadn't eaten wolf meat for a long time, and when he was six years old, he took advantage of the opportunity of several parties to eat it, and he thought it was wonderful at that time.

This time, I watched the meat being grilled, but I didn't have as much appetite.

The chaser took a piece to him, and he took a bite like chewing wax.

His mind was completely out of this, and what kind of meat he ate meant nothing to him.

What he thought about was whether this wolf had anything to do with that group of wolves, and if it was one of those wolves, would the head wolf go to war with him.

He would love to judge the problem from the wolf's habits, and once he had the result, he could decide to strike first.

There is no need to doubt this, although Wang Yang wants to maintain a tacit understanding with them, if he knows that he will fight life and death, he will definitely do whatever it takes to cut first and then play.

After everyone had finished eating, he pulled the chaser to the sand, learned a wolf howl, and asked him to draw the hunting process.

The Exorcist picked up the pen and began to paint crookedly, he first drew a picture of the ambush of the people, the painting was presented from the first point of view, and the Exorcist stood at the front, so there was no one in the picture.

But with their habit of being in small groups of five or six, it can be seen that there are at least five people in this scene.

Then he drew the appearance of a pack of wolves.

"Sure enough, it's a member of that pack of wolves......" Wang Yang wiped his face, urging the exorcist to draw quickly.

Unexpectedly, the exorcist drew two pictures, looked at the few companions who had experienced with him today, and did not draw them, and left the branches to them very humbly.

Wang Yang is so anxious in his heart, dare you still treat this as a usual game?

Even if you want to stop writing, you can't stop writing in this painting, a group of wolves, a few people, I want to know why those wolves didn't attack you, but lost a member.

Another companion took it, and he drew that the wolf had spotted him, and the other wolves had spotted him, and they looked at him with both pairs of eyes.

They must have been facing each other for a long time, because the next painting depicts the wolf's departure.

The wolves kept their distance, but they also maintained a tacit understanding and did not attack easily.

In the next picture, there are no more wolves.

After that, there was another wolf, but only one wolf, and it was probably the little wolf.

After it appeared, it walked into the trap and began to eat the bait, and when everyone saw it come in, they naturally ignored any tacit understanding, put away the net, and the little wolf hung in the air.

The last painting was painted by a young boy who was younger than Zhang San.

It was the first time he had entered the forest, and with his age, he shouldn't have gone in so early, but he grew up so fast that he had already gone to class.

When he saw the little wolf being hoisted, he rushed forward and gave it a sharp blow, and the little wolf could not break free. He was slain by the crowd that gathered around him.

The whole process went smoothly, and it was clear that everyone had been cooperating for a long time. Moreover, this young boy has never been under the pressure of wolves, and the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. There was no hesitation.

Wang Yang looked at these paintings, silent, if you look at it with reasonable guesses.

At first, the wolves came to look for food and found bait in the trap, but because they had found the Exorcist and the others, they didn't want to cause a conflict, so they left.

But the little wolf was probably also very bold, and sneaked out while the first wolf didn't pay attention. Went alone to eat the bait, and ended up in an ambush.

These pictures were vividly reflected in Wang Yang's mind, and similarly, they were also reflected in other people's minds, laughing and teasing the young man.

The boy was so excited that he couldn't control it, and he started painting again, and he drew it on the way back from the crowd. The smell of blood caught the attention of the Bladetooth, who roared at him.

In a fit of rage, he threw up the sling, missed it, and threw his spear again. The blade-toothed tiger dodged, but he was still unwilling, grabbed the wooden spear and rushed over.

Wang Yang watched. While wiping a cold sweat, this young man was so fierce. It's bold.

The exorcist also drew in high spirits and snatched the young man's branches. He began to paint again, and he drew himself in time to pull the boy in time, and then painted the process of returning to the cave all the way.

Wang Yang touched the young man's head, admiring his courage very much, although he was a little reckless, but he still had to be sure that he should become the backbone of the tribe in the future, so he named him Meteor.

I hope he can shine as bright as a meteor in the future, and of course, there is no shortage of memorable ingredients.

In the middle of the night, the sound of chirping resounded in the night sky, Wang Yang sat at the mouth of the cave, wanted to see the sky full of stars, and sent poetry, but the heavenly prince did not make beauty, did not give him the stars, the sun and the moon, only gave him the ghost crying wolf.

"Whew~~"

The wolf's mournful howl pierced the night sky, and it knew it was missing a member, wailing in the distance.

Along with it came the wolves.

"Whew~~"

"Whew~~"

Their cries came one after another, coming from a distance, composing a lamentation.

Wang Yang didn't know if they knew that their members had been killed by humans, so he stood up and squinted his eyes at the place.

Suddenly, he walked into the canyon, opened his arms, felt the cold air envelop him, and the sounds of the animals echoed his ears, opened his mouth, and shouted.

"Whew!"

After this call, he frowned slightly.

The chicken boss saw that the wolves and Wang Yang were screaming like crazy, and he didn't know what to think, so he cried along.

"Giggle~!"

Wang Yang glared at it, and scolded in his heart: "I want to try to see if the vocal cords have changed, what are you doing with me." ”

The next day, while cultivating the orchard, Wang Yang was counting the time to see if the adults would be late to return, and he wanted to make sure that the wolves had discovered this and had the idea of revenge.

When the crowd came back unharmed, he watched them paint today's experience.

Another day passed, and nothing changed.

Wang Yang couldn't let go of this heart, and for the next period of time, he went to the forest with them every day, and there was nothing surprising.

Slowly, a month passed, and it was the sixth month of this winter.

The wolves don't seem to know that their members were killed by humans, and they don't look for any trouble.

Wang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and decided not to go in with them anymore, and it was in vain to go and find the prey.

On this day, the Exorcist, Xiaohong, and Meteor came to the forest to hunt and act in groups.

Red and her team go to the other side, while Repeller and Meteor operate in the area on the left.

Suddenly, Meteor felt a little pain in his stomach, so he found a place to squat down, and the Exorcist wanted to wait for him, he waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to, and the Exorcist took the people away.

He squatted there, trying to solve it as soon as possible, but accidentally, he was pounced on by an inexplicable animal, only to feel a sharp pain in his neck, and blood gushing out of his throat.

He tried to turn his head, but he couldn't, and with a tug of his hand, he grabbed a handful of the animal's hair, and pulled it hard, tearing it off. (To be continued......)

PS: I want to know, isn't it an eye to see the subscription of the gods such as Huabiao and tomatoes......