The noisy summer is coming to an end, the sun and the moon are turning, the autumn wind is quietly blowing to the Niutoupo, at this time, the animals are walking, hiding and hiding, most of the plants in the mountains and forests have begun to decay, after the accumulation of spring and summer, they either bear seeds, or store energy, and the branches and leaves and rattans have withered and yellowed one after another, all preparing for the next year's germination again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Standing on the rabbit hill and looking at the past from afar, there is no green on the entire hillside.

More than two months have passed, and the horror caused by the lame wolf digging the grave has gradually subsided in Liu Zixuan's heart. After revealing its position, the lame wolf also hid in the mountains and forests and did not show its face, it may be busy hunting, and has no more energy to dig graves, it has survived in the wild for several years, it should know better than anyone that if it does not store more fat on its body in the autumn, it will be difficult to survive the long winter. For more than two months, he went to his father's grave several times to check, but he never met the lame wolf again, but in Liu Zixuan's opinion, just because of the grave digging incident, it committed an unforgivable crime, so in his heart, he quietly planted a seed to hoe off the lame wolf.

As you can imagine, going to the woods to kill a wolf is not as simple as going to the vegetable garden and picking a turnip. For Liu Zixuan, who has no hunting experience, this matter is not easy to say. Although he was born as a hunter's son, he has never even fired a gun, so he really has the ability to hoe a wolf? Thinking about it calmly, even Liu Zixuan himself felt unrealistic.

Shotgun! At this time, Liu Zixuan finally really realized the importance of a shotgun, if he had a gun in his hand on the day he met the lame wolf, he might never see the wolf on the bull head slope again. However, can the gun hanging in the east wing still be considered a gun? Without the trigger, what is it like a stick?

Liu Zixuan once again pushed open the door of the east wing, took down the shotgun from the north wall, and held the smooth and tight body of the gun in his hand, which once again aroused his strong desire to go into the mountains to hunt. This gun used to be so sacred, so mighty, but now it has become a waste, looking at it, Liu Zixuan couldn't help but feel a heartache again. Liu Zixuan's grandfather made a living by hunting, and his father also supported the family by hunting animals in the forest, but now he wants him to give up hunting, from the bottom of his heart, he is naturally unwilling to accept it. But at the moment, first, there is no actual combat experience, second, there are no hunting tools, and some are only the firm prevention of his father before his death, all of which constitute many obstacles for Liu Zixuan to go into the mountains to hunt. Holding the incomplete double-barreled shotgun, Liu Zixuan's heart was entangled in grass.

As usual, after playing with the shotgun, he could only put the gun in the holster, reluctantly re-hang it on the wall, and then leave in a huff. Every time he walked out of this east wing, Liu Zixuan's face always had an obvious expression of loss, and this time was of course no exception, but the difference from the past was that on this day, when he went out of the east wing room and closed the door, he always felt that something was wrong in the room behind him, and there was an inexplicable strange feeling in his subconscious that made him feel uncomfortable, as if something had fallen inside and not brought it out. Driven by this strange force, when Liu Zixuan turned around and pushed open the door again, his wandering eyes immediately stopped on the table under the shotgun, and saw that in the center of the table, the portrait of his father was lying quietly on the table. It is not surprising that a posthumous statue is lying on the table, it is strange that it is lying there face up.

Walking to the table, Liu Zixuan was immediately stunned, he clearly remembered that after seeing this portrait last time, he obviously leaned it against the wall with its face facing in, even if it slipped, it should be back up to make sense, but the current situation is just the opposite.

What's going on? Someone turned the portrait over!

Like a scarecrow, Liu Zixuan stood at the table and looked at it for a long time before calling Gu Nanyan and asking if she had touched this portrait when she was cleaning up the house. Gu Nanyan looked at it, but her face was full of questions, she obviously didn't move.

Who could it be? Liu Zixuan thought about it for a long time, and it took him a long time to find the only explanation that could make sense, probably the day his mother threw the shotgun into the well, and looked through the photo frame, thinking about it this way, things can be understood - when his mother came to the east wing to get the gun on her deathbed, she casually looked at the portrait, and in the days that followed, the portrait slipped and fell on its own. Although Liu Zixuan still had a stomach full of doubts, he didn't pay much attention to this matter, but just turned the back of the portrait outward and leaned against the north wall again.

There are always things in the world that are often strange beyond human imagination. What is puzzling is that when Liu Zixuan walked into the east wing again a few days later, he saw the portrait lying on the table again! This time, no one can justify themselves.

Gu Nanyan saw this abnormal situation, she was so frightened that her soul was not possessed, she said in a trembling voice: "It may be that the old man's grave is not quiet, you can go and burn some paper money for them again, similar anomalies have also happened in the Yanggong Well." ”

Is there really such an evil thing? Although Liu Zixuan never believed in such baseless superstitious statements, the reality in front of him really made him unable to explain it. After listening to Gu Nanyan's reminder, he immediately remembered the wolf, could it be that that thing came to dig the grave again?

On this afternoon in late October, Liu Zixuan, who was very worried, hurried towards his father's grave, and along the way, the scene of a lame wolf digging grave kept coming to his mind.

If it does invade the hunter's tomb again and again, it must find a way to kill it this time! Running all the way to the bottom of the cemetery platform, Liu Zixuan looked at the platform, thinking that he could see that familiar figure, and he was already ready to meet the enemy, but except for a lonely tomb and a stone monument that was not too tall, there was nothing on the platform. As he ascended the platform, he looked around the woods, but found no sign of the lame wolf.

Failed to find the lame wolf in the forest, Liu Zixuan lowered his head to check whether there were any traces left by it around the tomb, and soon, he found an abnormality, only to see the east side of the tomb, under the cover of a few clumps of dry grass, a small stream of damp floating soil extended from the bottom of the tomb, and when the long grass was removed, he saw a black cave the size of a bowl, leading to the depths of the tomb.

In an instant, Liu Zixuan's thinking was almost interrupted.

This was obviously not the work of a lame wolf, and it was impossible for a wolf to dig such a small and deep hole. But what else would dare to dig a hole in a hunter's grave but a lame wolf? Is it a snake? Is it a rat? Or a weasel? Liu Zixuan's slightly immature face immediately turned pale, and his bruised hands were clenched into fists tightly - in addition to the lame wolf, there were other animals that dared to harass the peace of the two old men! The moment he saw the cave, this small tomb suddenly became the weakest link in Liu Zixuan's psychological defense.

The first to be excluded is the snake, as we all know, snakes will never burrow, even if snakes like to live in dark deep holes, they are robbed of rats or other small animal burrows to live, and snakes themselves do not have the ability to burrow. If the snake is excluded, then it is either a rat or a weasel. If it's a rat, it's a muscular rat; If it's a weasel, it's either a female weasel in pregnancy, or a male weasel with a languid and violent personality. However, in the view of Liu Zixuan, who is well aware of the laws of these two animal activities, whether it is a mouse or a weasel, even if they covet the darkness and tranquility in the tomb, they will only choose the deserted grave that has fallen into disrepair, and should never choose a new tomb that was buried to make a hole, the reason is very simple, first, because the soil on the new grave is too loose, and it is easy to cause collapse if the hole is entered, which is always a safety hazard for the animals in the cave; The second reason is that there are often descendants around the new tomb, and if the cave is discovered, there is a threat to life if it is also lived in.

But what kind of stupid and audacious wild creature is this, just to choose this new tomb that was only added back then as a nest? Liu Zixuan was once again at a loss by animals, and now there is a bottomless hole on his father's grave.

(To be continued)