Chapter Forty-Eight: Encountering Wolves
As soon as Bai Luo moved slightly, his buttocks hurt terribly, and his ankles were even more unconscious.
She had to carefully adjust her posture and try to sit as comfortably as possible, the light in the cave was very poor, and it was not yet evening, and the cave was already dark.
Alone and trapped in the unknown darkness waiting, Bai Luo only felt that time had passed so long.
In the dark, the eyes are gone, the brain is blank, and the ears are extraordinarily sensitive.
the sound of the wind blowing through the trees and bushes on the barren hills; The sound of dead leaves whirling in the wind; the sound of the dirt in the cave falling non-stop; the staccato howl of wolves in the distance; There is also the faint sound of running water......
The sound of running water?
Bai Luo's spirits are lifted, isn't there a water source? Just now, I was worried about the water source of the displaced people, but someone sent a pillow when I was really dozing.
Bai Luo struggled to stand up, and picked the soil under his body with his hands, which was really a little damp.
Only then did Bai Luo feel that his pants were already wet, and he was probably sitting on the ground, wet.
As the evening fell, the coolness gradually hit.
Fortunately, there was no wind in the cave, and although it was cool during the day, the temperature did not drop much at night.
Bai Luo sat in one position for a long time, and gradually felt dizzy and began to feel a little sleepy, but as soon as the sleepiness hit, he was awakened by the sound of rustling very close outside the cave.
It was the sound of an animal coming this way through the bushes.
The sound of footsteps came from all directions, landing slowly and softly, and Bai Luo judged that it should be a group of light animals.
Maybe a wolf? Bai Luo was surprised and uncertain, and then smiled helplessly, he was really afraid of something, his luck today was really unlucky.
It was difficult for Bai Luo to move now, let alone get up and fight against the wolves.
Bai Luo slowly reached out and touched the stone that had just fallen on her buttocks, and broke it with her hand. Fortunately, the ground was damp and the soil was soft, and with the force of her hands, she actually broke the stone out of the soil, and she didn't make a big noise.
Bai Luo held the stone in his hand, this stone was about the size of a fist, and the edges and corners were not smooth.
The light footsteps were still approaching.
Bai Luo's heart was beating harder and harder, her whole body sitting on the ground was tense, her back was close to the cave wall, her hand was firmly holding the stone, and she was trying to adjust her breathing to make her breathing as soft as possible.
When the footsteps reached the crust hanging on the roof of the cave above the cavern, the footsteps stopped moving forward and began to pace restlessly, as if anticipating the danger of going any further, but they were unwilling to leave just like that, and gave up the food at their fingertips.
When Liu Zhiran galloped all the way to the bottom of this dirt slope, he saw such a scene that made his heart palpitate.
In the bright moon, on the uninhabited barren mountain, a group of hungry wolves were circling around a hole in the middle, and the mouths of wolves full of sharp teeth were flowing viscous saliva.
Liu Zhiran and Hua Qian rode up the dirt slope, and the sound of the horses "got it", breaking the peace of the wolves.
The wolves keenly spotted Liu Zhiran and Hua Qian, who appeared on horseback, barked menacingly, and turned around from the front of the earth cave.
As soon as Liu Zhiran arrived on the dirt slope, he had been contemplating Bai Luo's movements, but except for the sound of the wolves, Bai Luo didn't make a sound at all.
He was anxious, and wanted Bai Luo to shout to him, so that he could confirm Bai Luo's safety; I was afraid that Bai Luo's opening would lead the wolves into the soil hole.
Liu Zhiran's face was still calm, looking at the wolves staring at him, and made a gesture to Hua Qian, who was following behind.
Hua Qian took out a light longbow and a pot of feather arrows from under the big burden under the saddle and threw them to Liu Zhiran.
Liu Zhiran raised his hand to take it, the quiver fell on his shoulder, and he opened his bow and aimed his arrow at the wolves.
When Liu Zhiran opened his bow and aimed his arrows at the wolves, the wolves had already begun to stir, they had been wandering in the northwest for many years, and they had already seen the power of this weapon.
All the wolves arched their backs in disapprhoeation, and their green eyes stared nervously at the tips of Liu Zhiran's arrows.
Liu Zhiran moved the tip of the feather arrow and aimed it at a wolf closest to the mouth of the earth cave, and the finger with the white jade wrench was loosened, and the feather arrow left the string with the sound of the wind. The sound of "duh" passed through the wolf's throat, and the tip of the arrow pierced through the other side of the throat, and the strength was still not exhausted, and the wolf body flew straight back two steps before falling to the ground.
This arrow was so powerful that the wolves that had been barking suddenly quieted down, and then, one of the wolves with a large white fur around its neck howled, and all the wolves immediately pounced on Liu Zhiran and the others.
More than two dozen hungry wolves pounced on the two, but Liu Zhiran breathed a sigh of relief, at least he hadn't seen a wolf come out of the soil cave yet, which was a good thing.
He bowed down and greeted Hua Qian behind him: "Head wolf, the white-necked one!" ”
"Understood." Hua Qian agreed neatly, and pulled out a long goose feather knife from the scabbard under the burden with his backhand.
The polished knife face reflects the bright moonlight in the sky, bringing up a white brilliance like snow.
The Yanling knife is named because the arc of the tip of the knife resembles the Yanling, and because it is more common in the continent country, and the knife technique is relatively complete and mature, it is chosen by the secret guard.
The reason for this is that this weapon is very popular, so it is not easy to reveal its identity.
Hua Qian got up and stepped lightly on the stirrup, and the person had already floated up like a fallen leaf and slipped into the wolves.
As soon as he entered the wolf pack, the graceful flower dive suddenly became fierce, like a vigorous leopard entering the flock, and every swing of the arc of the wild goose knife had blood flowers flying.
And Liu Zhiran, who sat on the back of the horse and never came down, drew an arrow with one hand and held the bow with the other, and the arrow shot into the wolves like beads, just like the Yama who stood behind the leopard to harvest life, and every time the arrow was shot, a wolf was shot through the throat and fell to the ground with a bang.
The head wolf howled and organized several attacks, but when he saw that it didn't work, he left more than a dozen corpses behind, glanced at Liu Zhiran viciously, and finally lowered his head and howled, and withdrew with the wolves.
The wolves attacked bravely and retreated decisively, and in an instant, they had disappeared into the barren mountains, and if it weren't for the bloody wolf corpses in this place, it would almost make people think that this battle had never happened.
Liu Zhiran and Hua Qian stood in place and held their weapons guarded, until they confirmed that the wolves had run away, and then put down the weapons in their hands.
Liu Zhiran hung his bow and arrows on the saddle, turned over and dismounted, and walked quickly towards the earth cave.
Bai Luo could hear the sound of the fight disappear above, and waited with bated breath for a while, then whispered, "Is it Jiang Xin?" Be careful, the crust is empty, don't fall it again. ”
A clear voice came from under the soil cave, and it was only then that Liu Zhiran heard Bai Luo's voice.
Finally confirmed that Bai Luo was still alive, and Liu Zhiran's heart that had been carrying it was finally half relieved.