Ding Ding stared at the wolf, desperately clenching the wooden stick in his hand. It would be nice if it was a bow and arrow in his hand at this time. Don't look at him as he is only eight years old this year, he has been forced by his father to practice archery since he was three years old. Dad said he couldn't let his ancestral archery skills be ruined on him. So when he was young, he didn't stand up as tall as a bow, but under the coercion of his father, he learned archery well.

Ding Ding Dad bragged about it whenever he met people, so everyone in the village knew that he was a little archery prodigy. As long as he had a bow and arrows in hand, he might not be afraid of this fierce wolf. But the problem is that now he is unarmed, and all he has is a small wooden stick. This wooden stick is okay to scare the grass and snakes, but it is impossible to deal with wolves.

At this point, it's useless to think too much. Thirty-six plans, go for the upper plan. Ding Ding yelled at the wolf, then threw the stick in his hand at it with all his might. Taking advantage of the wolf's stunned moment, he ran to the right. He could not tell the direction now, but ran like a headless fly as hard as he could, towards the depths of the woods.

The big bad wolf was frightened by his roar, and it didn't take long for him to come back to his senses. I saw that it had cracked teeth and teeth, howled in a low voice, its body was low, its front feet were bent, and it rose up, chasing it like lightning in the direction of Ding Ding.

Ding Ding was running, shouting for help in his mouth. He wished that his father would hear and appear in front of him like a god. But what made him desperate was that it was not his father who was looking forward to it, but the big bad wolf who was chasing after him. He had annoyed it just now, and when it chased after it, it had a fierce glint in its eyes, as if it wanted to tear him apart.

He didn't know how far he had run, but the trees in the forest were getting denser and denser, and the road was slippery, and he fell to the ground with a plop. There was a big tree in front of him, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he climbed up. There was a fork in the tree, and as soon as his ass fell, the big bad wolf pounced on him and nearly slashed his ass into the fire.

Oh my god! He now knows why he was able to climb the tree. It turned out that the tree was only about the same height as his father, but it was full of foliage and looked very large.

The big bad wolf misses the blow, stops directly below Ding Ding, roars, and launches a second attack at any time. It looked extremely hungry, salivating at Dingding, and it was dripping all over the ground.

Before Ding Ding could stand firm, its tall body jumped up again, this time with a bloody streak on Ding Ding's calf. Ding Ding screamed in surprise and almost fell off the tree. He wanted to climb up, but the branches were too thin to bear his weight. Hell, what kind of tree did he climb? Is he really going to be the wolf's mouth today?

Ding Ding was anxious and afraid, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. He regrets it now, he shouldn't have talked back to his father, and ran up the mountain alone. He misses the fragrant breakfast at home at the moment, and he really wants to see his gentle mother again. Who will come to his rescue?

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, successfully scaring the big bad wolf who wanted to pounce on him for the third time. "Ding Ding, don't be afraid, Uncle Li is here to save you!"

Ding Ding was ecstatic, grabbed the branch tightly, and pulled out a hand and waved it at Uncle Li. "Uncle Li, I'm here! It's a big bad wolf, so you have to be careful. ”

"Don't worry, I have a shotgun in my hand, and this beast won't dare to do anything to me! You stay on it with peace of mind, and when I get rid of it, you slow down. ”

The shotgun in Uncle Li's hand was aimed at the big bad wolf and fired two more shots at it. But the wolf was very nimble, jumping from side to side, and even dodging bullets. When it saw that Uncle Li had a gun in his hand, he didn't dare to step forward, but he didn't want to leave. It was so hard to find food, how can it be easily given up. The dinging in the tree was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, watching a man and a wolf under the tree stalemate, but there was nothing to be done.

Uncle Li is the Li Dagang in Ding Ding's father's mouth. That is, he hunted a little milk wolf two days ago. I don't know if the little wolf he hunted is from the same family as it. The wolf was visibly more manic than it had just been. I don't know if I recognized him.

Uncle Li is also a person who has seen wind and waves, but it is the first time he has seen a wolf who is not afraid of death. The gun in his hand didn't scare it away, and its green eyes stared at him in the hair. What's going on? Not believing in evil, he raised his gun and took aim, intending to shoot it again.

But the wolf didn't give him a chance, and before his finger could pull the gun, it pounced. Uncle Li was knocked down by its tall body, and the gun in his hand fired into the air. The successive gunshots scared all the birds in the woods away, and the forest was in chaos. The sharp teeth of the big bad wolf were about to bite Uncle Li's neck, and the situation was extremely urgent.

Suddenly, Ding Ding jumped under the tree and slammed into the big bad wolf, and then he reached out and grabbed its neck and rolled to the side. Ding Ding practices archery all year round, and his arm strength is like that of an ordinary adult man. Being held by him so desperately, the big bad wolf was forced to leave Uncle Li's body, and just rolled to the side with Ding Ding.

Unfortunately, there was a slope on the right side of the tree, and all the people and wolves rolled down the slope. Uncle Li only heard the angry roar of the big bad wolf. He was so frightened that when he got up from the ground and went to the hillside to check, there was no sign of Ding Ding or the wolf.

He realizes that something is wrong and wants to go down to check Dingding's traces. But when you look down, you can't see what the hell is down there. I only felt a cold swishing wind coming from below, and it was so quiet that even the wolf's roar could no longer be heard.

What can I do? Ding Ding just fell to save him. If Ding Ding has three long and two short, how can he explain to Ding Ding's father? He didn't have time to think about it, put the shotgun on his back, and ran down the hill. He had to go back and find someone to help, even if he turned the mountain over, he had to find Ding Ding.

Ding Ding hugged the big bad wolf and fell down the hill. He heard the wolf roaring desperately, and it didn't sound like unwillingness, but fear. It wanted to break free from the confines of Dingding, but it couldn't. As the body falls, it seems to become more and more desperate.

Ding Ding felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit. The body sank all the way, and I don't know how long it took, he fell heavily to the ground, and the big bad wolf was crushed under him fiercely, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. His eyes were black, his eyelids were as heavy as Mount Tai, and he couldn't open them, and finally fell into darkness and fell unconscious.

Ding Ding's father on the mountain went crazy and brought people over to look for Ding Ding. Ding Ding, on the other hand, fell into a world that no one knew about at all. What will he encounter there? No one can answer.