Tang Xiaosu's words were actually comforting San Lang, who was a little stunned, and the white wolf who had been worried about his child.

As Tang Xiaosu spoke, he kept taking the little wolf cub from the white wolf's belly, and bit off the umbilical cord connecting the little wolf cub and the white wolf mother.

There was no way, there were no scissors here, and there were no sharp objects, so Tang Xiaosu could only take the risk of biting it off with his own teeth.

I don't know where Shiro found a particularly large leaf, and he kept the leaf on Tang Xiaosu and the white wolf very intimately.

In order to prevent the white wolf's belly and the newborn wolf cub from getting drenched in the rain outside, Tang Xiaosu only had one pair of hands under the shelter supported by Shiro, so that the little wolf cub would not be hit by the majestic rain and die.

In the summer, three wolf cubs were taken out of the belly of the white wolf, one was pure black, one was pure white, and one turned out to be black and white.

But the little white wolf cub was different from the injured white wolf in front of him, and the little wolf cub had a faint king character on his forehead.

Xia Ruoli saw this situation for the first time, and in a flash of light, Tang Xiaosu thought of the extraordinaryness of the white wolf, and guessed that this little white wolf cub like it might not be an ordinary white wolf.

Tang Xiaosu, who thought of this, sighed, held the three little wolf cubs in his arms, took them in front of the white wolf with more breath and less breath, and told it: "Your children are all right, there are three in total, one white, one black, and one black and white, and the most important thing is that the white one, there seems to be a king character on the forehead, you open your eyes and look at them." ”

The white wolf listened to Tang Xiaosu's words and tried to open his eyes, it wanted to lick its own child with its tongue, but found that it couldn't move at all.

It knew that its limit was near, so it looked at Tang Xiaosu with infinite pleading eyes.

When Tang Xiaosu saw the appearance of the white wolf, he thought of Liu, who was also lying on the bed, his life and death were unknown, and at the same time, he felt sad and at the same time, he also understood what the white wolf meant.

Immediately Tang Xiaosu took the initiative to speak: "Don't worry, I will take them to my house to raise, if it still has any relatives, when their relatives come, I will let them follow their relatives, if they have no relatives, when they are obedient in my family, I will put them on this mountain, but if these little wolf cubs hurt my family or villagers in the process of growing up, then I can't keep them anymore, no matter how old they are at that time, I'm going to send them to this mountain and leave them to fend for themselves. ”

The white wolf understood what Tang Xiaosu meant, and grinned at Tang Xiaosu.

Tang Xiaosu knew that the white wolf was laughing and expressing his gratitude to himself.

Tang Xiaosu then said: "It's a pity, we can't cure you, and we are also in a hurry to go home, and it is impossible to bury your body, although this matter has nothing to do with us, but since we have seen it, then even if we are sorry for you, but if we go back, tomorrow the sky will be fine, and you will still be here tomorrow, we will bury your body." Tang Xiaosu made a final promise to the white wolf.

The white wolf looked at Tang Xiaosu with difficulty, shook his head at her, and then looked at the three wolf cubs in Tang Xiaosu's bad eyes reluctantly, and finally closed his eyes and was completely silent.

"Big brother, second brother, let's go quickly, my mother is still waiting at home."

Tang Xiaosu, who said that he would not bury the white wolf if he didn't bury it, did what he said After the white wolf closed his eyes, he began to urge San Lang Shiro to go back quickly.

"Little sister, since you have promised the white wolf to help it raise these three little wolf cubs, we will send the Buddha to the west, and the good people will do it to the end, although we can't bury the white wolf's body immediately, but we also want to find a way to prevent the white wolf's body from being torn and eaten by other beasts." Shiro finally couldn't bear to say.

"Let's put the white wolf's corpse on the tree for the time being, so that it won't be eaten by other beasts soon, but if we have a chance to get out of this forest and come back when the white wolf's corpse is still there, we will bury it, if the white wolf can't wait for us to come, then we have done our best, we won't blame ourselves anymore, and the white wolf shouldn't blame us anymore." Saburo said with compassion.

"Okay, big brother, second brother, hurry up, we have to hurry up and go home, I don't know how my mother is doing now, can we hold on until we bring ginseng home." Tang Xiaosu was anxious, but he tried his best to suppress his anxious emotions and urged.

After all, Saburo had hunted, and with neat skills and movements, it didn't take long for him to put the white wolf's corpse on a tall, thick branch.

If it weren't for the blood dripping down, Tang Xiaosu would have thought that the white wolf was just lying on the tree and falling asleep.