Chapter XXXVII
It is certain that there are animals on the mountain, but what kind of animals there are, Wang Yang has never been sure.
At this time, listening to the sound of the wild footsteps, I remembered the white bone area in the forest, and held the wooden spear and bone spurs with a solemn face, and stayed motionless in the tree.
Gradually, the sound got closer and closer.
The footsteps are light, not heavy, and definitely not very large animals.
After a while, a wolf finally appeared with gray hair on its back and slowly turning white downward.
Then two, three, seven.
The wolf in the lead has an oblique scar on its head, which is extremely conspicuous.
"Isn't that the wolf?" Wang Yang muttered quietly, somewhat clear in his heart, no wonder he was able to bump into it several times, and dared to love it as his neighbor.
It's just that this neighbor is not friendly, and the pile of white bones at the bottom of the mountain is probably made by it and its team.
However, there is one thing Wang Yang never understands, last time he obviously let them suffer a heavy blow, why did he find a new member so quickly?
Looking at the thin physique of those two, could it be a newborn?
Wang Yang didn't know much about the group society of wolves, and the description of the animal world had long been forgotten.
In short, no matter what they want to do, as long as it doesn't affect them, let them go.
After they came down, they immediately spotted Wang Yang, and immediately two wolves went around the backs of other trees and hid.
This time they hid well and didn't come out, Wang Yang just saw that the number was wrong, and he didn't see where the two of them were hiding.
The rest ran under the tree and stared at Wang Yang very defiantly.
The head wolf sniffed on the ground, its mouth grinning open, baring its white teeth, and a dull roar coming from its throat.
Wang Yang saw that it smelled the location of the wooden barrel where he had ambushed a few days ago, and there must be a residual smell of blood, which attracted its attention.
It is true that the wolf turned his head and gave Wang Yang a long howl of "woo~", needless to say, the anger in it.
Wang Yang was completely contemptuous of this kind of provocation, and he squinted his eyes and thought to himself: "What is your name, you can kill me with two sentences?" What do you say, gentlemen, if you can do it, you will be less noisy! ”
This is not only the idea, but also Wang Yang's approach.
He can't let these wolves delay his time, a few more hours will be a few more prey, who said that? Time is money.
He suddenly realized that what others were saying was right.
He climbed down the tree a bit, and the wolves approached around him.
He almost reached the position of three meters, stopped, this position wolves generally can't jump, even if they do, it doesn't matter, he stabs it with a wooden spear, and it will kill it.
Of course, when he arrived in this position, he naturally attracted the wolves, and sure enough, a wolf jumped impatiently.
Wang Yang had been waiting for this for a long time, and as soon as it took off, he raised a two-meter-long wooden spear and thrust it down.
The wooden spear fell rapidly, and the wolf leaped up with great force, and Wang Yang stabbed it straight into the chest, where it was the softest and least defensive.
However, the wolf's reaction was relatively fast, and he twisted his head to bite the stick, but it twisted too low, and the hard head above the eye hit the tip of the spear.
With the strength of the spear, he pressed it directly back to the ground, and a small blood hole appeared in the door of his head.
"It's too hard, but unfortunately, it would be nice to be somewhere else."
(This chapter is a bit shorter.) )