At night, Cheng Zhong had to go back to his godfather to sleep.

In the middle of the night.

Suddenly, all the dogs in Chengjiawan barked wildly.

The men all got up from their covers and walked out of the yard.

"Sweep, sweep......" A unique sound that emboldens dogs and drives away wild animals resounded in the night sky.

For a while, people shouted and barked, and the small Chengjiawan seemed to have broken out into a war, and it was chaotic.

Grandpa also quickly got up and went out.

Cheng Zhong woke up from his dream, thinking that the male wolf had come to look for the cub, so he hurriedly carried the wolf cub to the door of the sheepfold and waited.

After a while, the men all ran in the direction of Ma Er's house......

About an hour later, Grandpa Godfather returned.

Seeing Cheng Zhong, the godfather who was full of sweat in his wrinkles gasped, and said with emotion:

"Oh, that's amazing, it's amazing!

I don't know where a big white wolf came from, and he dared to break into someone's house to commit murder, Ma Er was bitten off his neck by the wolf alive, and he was still lying in the bed when he died.

His wife was scared to the point of madness.

Several dogs in the Zhuangzi were bitten.

Such a ruthless wolf, such a high means, I have let go of sheep for most of my life, and I have never seen such a powerful wolf!"

"It must have been the little wolf's father who did it!" Cheng Zhong thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say it.

When he got up the morning the next day, Cheng Zhong still did not go to school and continued to walk around the mountain.

For a moment, he felt a pair of eyes flicker nearby, but when he searched closely, there was nothing.

Cheng Zhong simply sat in a sheltered mountain bay and waited.

He was convinced that the male wolf had found him, but out of suspicion, he did not show up.

The little wolf cub squeaked and moved in the schoolbag again, Cheng Zhong sat on the slope with his legs spread, took the cub out and put it on his lap, and began to chew the bun, feeding the cub one bite at a time.

He actually thought a little carefully.

Even if the male wolf doesn't understand the process of rescuing the little wolf, he should be grateful to see him feed the cub so worriedly.

It seemed that a light wind was blowing, and a large male wolf with a slender body was already crouching in front of him.

The distance between the human face and the wolf face is no more than a meter.

This is a distance that can easily attack the other party, which shows that the wolf has a certain degree of trust in Cheng Zhong, and of course it also means to test Cheng Zhong's reaction.

Thinking that he had a clear conscience, thinking that after a few days of fear and fear, he could finally make a consummation, and the little wolf could return to the old wolf's side smoothly, Cheng Zhong was in a calm mood and looked at the wolf's eyes calmly.

The pair of wolf eyes also looked at Cheng Zhong silently, as if they were full of warmth, and even, as if there were tears flickering.

The male wolf had only one forelimb left, and the other had become a loose fur that hung like a glove on his chest.

It moved closer to Cheng Zhong, licked the only surviving cub with its long, soft tongue, and then wagged its tail at Cheng Zhong like a dog, and tentatively licked Cheng Zhong's hands.

Cheng Zhong knew that the male wolf was thanking him.

He also forgot about his fear and began to stroke the wolf's face and neck.

Later, he even pressed his face tightly against the thick warm fur of the male wolf.

In this way, the male wolf and the teenager actually snuggled together for a long time......

If anyone sees it at this time, they must think that it is a naughty little boy who has led a docile big dog and is holding a cute puppy cub.

Cheng Zhong tried to calm his mind, and then began to take a serious look at the wolf.

This is a very special guy.

The head is small and long, the snow-white fur is smooth and smooth, and a few large dark brown spots on the back form a protective color. Standing up, the head is high, the buttocks are slightly upturned, the chest is broad, and the waist is as thin as a bow.

If it stands upright on its hind legs, it can exceed the height of an adult.

Its head is made up of several triangles.

The face is an inverted triangle downward, the ears are a pair of triangles that roll sideways, and the eyes are a pair of triangles that hang diagonally.

The symmetrical canine teeth appear and disappear on the lips, not angry and self-threatening.

Up and down, there is a faint exudation of a noble and domineering temperament that ordinary animals do not have.

In the Ironwood Mountains, wolves are not a rare thing.

Cheng Zhong has also seen wolves from afar a few times, and feels that they are very similar to earth dogs, most of them have gray coats, are short, and their spirit cannot be compared with this male wolf, and they don't even feel like they are the same kind.

The male wolf's eyeballs are bright amber in color.

The most surprising thing for Cheng Zhong was that there seemed to be a light of wisdom in these eyes.

Complex emotions such as sadness, anger, doubt, relief, understanding, friendship, etc. can be expressed in the eyes, and at the same time, the face is also matched with rich expressions, so that you can clearly feel its joy, anger and sorrow.

"No wonder he sneaked directly into someone's house, bit Ma Er to death, and was outnumbered and bit those dogs! Cheng Zhong thought to himself.

As a sign of concern, he carefully examined the male wolf's injuries.

The left arm was bitten off by the roots, and all the bones and muscles were gone, leaving only a string of skin.

Fortunately, there were no injuries to other parts of the body.

"Oh Wu Wu, Ya Ou Ou Ou ......" Seeing Cheng Zhong pay attention to his injury, the male wolf made various sounds and gestured with his remaining forelimbs.

Cheng Zhong could hear that this was by no means an ordinary wolf howl, it seemed to contain a special ideological meaning, and it should be a language he had never been exposed to - wolf language.

It's just that Cheng Zhong doesn't understand it at all.

Watching the male wolf bark and gesturing tirelessly, Cheng Zhong's heart was deeply touched, and he began to work hard to use his clever brain, coupled with his rich imagination, to try to understand the meaning of the male wolf.

He dimly understood that the male wolf seemed to be telling him about his revenge and injury:

Although it is very stealthy, it still attracts the attention of the dog when it sneaks into the house.

It completed the task in the shortest possible time and executed the damned Ma Er.

When he jumped off the wall, he was surrounded by a group of dogs guarding the foot of the wall.

In the heat of battle, it bit several dogs.

But one leg was bitten by a dog and did not let go.

In order to escape its life, it did not hesitate to bite off its own forelimbs.

It's a tragic story.

However, the language is not understood, the narrator is very laborious, and the listener is still covered by clouds and fog.

"What a great wolf! Knowing this wolf today will definitely be of no benefit to me. After a while, Cheng Zhong thought.

He loved to read, almost discriminately good and bad, and read all the books he could find in this remote place.

So his insight far exceeds that of children of the same age.

War novels are Cheng Zhong's favorite.

For example, "Lin Hai Snow Plain", "Railway Guerrillas", "The Legend of New Children's Heroes" and so on, he read it more than once.

He is often attracted and moved by the heroes of the book.

As a result of the influence of these books, he developed a strong heroic complex early on.

What he never expected was that he was only eleven years old, because of an inexplicable impulse, he saved the little wolf and met such a wolf hero who was happy to take revenge.

"Could it be that this is also a kind of strange fate!" Cheng Zhong said in his heart.

When it was time to say goodbye, Cheng Zhong stood up easily, touched the face of the male wolf, and said, "Big wolf, it's time for me to go home!"

The male wolf grabbed the placket of his coat with his mouth, whined and pointed at the cub with his only forelimb, and then pointed at his own wounds.