Since that day he found the water source on the southern slope of Shanliang, a long-buried seed has taken root in Liu Zixuan's heart. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Since there is only one water source in this mountain forest, the lame wolf must often go to the pond to replenish the water, as long as it can be properly ambushed around the pond, there is a possibility of killing it at close range. If this can be done all at once, not only can it vent the long-standing anger in my heart, but I don't have to worry about going in and out of the forest in the future. Only by eradicating the stumbling block of the lame wolf can you become the true master of this woodland! Liu Zixuan was bent on killing the lame wolf, not only because the lame wolf had dug a hole in his father's grave, but also because it left a strange snow mark on the snow, and the terrible motives behind these two were the root of his regard for the lame wolf as a mortal enemy. From the moment he saw the lame wolf digging the grave, Liu Zixuan realized very clearly that the grievances and grievances between him and the wolf would have to be settled sooner or later.

If you want to make a decision at once, you have to make arrangements for this matter as soon as possible.

In late spring, the weather continues to be clear, and the stagnant water left by the winter snow turns into steam and rises into the air, and the originally humid surface is getting drier day by day under the wind and sun. In the past half a month, Liu Zixuan's determination to go to the pond to ambush is also like dry ground, which is getting harder and harder day by day.

The key to success in dealing with a cunning and suspicious beast is whether it can be caught off guard by surprise, and if it can't be killed in the first battle, it will only be more difficult to kill it in the future. Similar hunts have been taught many years ago, and no one knows the stakes better than Liu Zixuan.

After nearly half a month of repeated deliberation and careful planning, the time finally came to this day in mid-May.

Before dawn in the early hours of that day, Liu Zixuan quietly got up, and under the misty night, he went into the forest alone, determined to wait for the heinous lame wolf by the pond. In order to do this well, he deliberately took a cold shower by the well the night before, and after getting up today, he changed into clean clothes from the inside to the outside before going out. He knew in his heart that the sense of smell of any wolf should not be underestimated, and only by reducing the excess smell on his body as much as possible could he better conceal his whereabouts from being discovered, and only then could he ensure that his wolf hunting plan was foolproof.

Under the dim skylight, Liu Zixuan crossed the mountain beam, like a nocturnal lynx, silently passing through the dense forest on the southern slope. If, as previously suspected, the lame wolf often goes to the top of the mountain to monitor the rabbit hill, it must reach the pond and hide before it grasps its whereabouts, only then can the lame wolf be hit.

When Liu Zixuan arrived at the edge of the pond, the sky was still dark, and the large fog on the water had not yet dissipated, and layers of mist diffused between the calm water surface and the tall trees of aquatic plants, creating a pristine atmosphere that made people palpitate. Looking at this scene and thinking about the wolf hunt he was about to complete, Liu Zixuan suddenly felt in a trance, everything he saw in front of him was ethereal and empty, and it was as unreal as a dream. And the lame wolf that often appears in his dreams is precisely under such a dark background. Thinking of those dreams, Liu Zixuan's heart suddenly beat a drum, and his scalp was even numb, until this moment, he realized what kind of terrible danger was hidden behind what he was doing.

Liu Zixuan shook his head vigorously, so that his consciousness could regain consciousness as soon as possible, and he must not be in a trance at this critical moment. Broken! The former playmate, the "hound" who stole leftovers, the lame wolf who dug up the grave, and the ghost of the nightmare...... Let's put an end to all the things that have to do with this pond today!

Re-energized, Liu Zixuan carefully checked the terrain around the pond, but failed to find a satisfactory hiding place, if it was temporarily set up as a hideout, not only would the movement be too great to startle the nearby birds and beasts, but the sudden appearance of the hideout would inevitably cause the lame wolf to be vigilant. Although there is a small dirt bag on the west side of the pond that can be concealed, the distance between the dirt bag and most of the water surface of the pond is beyond the range of a shotgun...... Everything is difficult to think through, after thinking twice, Liu Zixuan still decided to hide behind the dirt bag, if the lame wolf went to the relatively open place on the west bank of the pond to drink, he could still shoot directly.

Liu Zixuan pulled some rattan sticks and put them on his back, quietly leaned down on the west side of the dirt bag, and watched the water in front of him. At this time, Liu Zixuan, who passed through the mountains and forests from the night and hid here, was like a wedge falling from the sky, nailed deep into this mountain forest, and no animal could see through his tricks.

The sun slowly rises and the layers of mist dissipate. In front of Liu Zixuan's eyes, the originally monotonous colors were slowly enriched, and the originally vague scenery gradually became clear. Unable to bear the monotony of the underwater, the fish that had rested all night began to jump out of the water, some big and some small, and the sound of the fish slapping the water finally brought some life to this gloomy and dead space.

The sky had already brightened, the temperature of the air was slowly rising, the dew drops on the tips of the grass in front of him were getting smaller and smaller, and two black water chickens came out of the water and grass, climbed up to the west bank of the open pond, and leisurely combed their feathers. Liu Zixuan was very satisfied with his concealment methods, and even the black water chicken did not find its existence. With them moving in front of him, Liu Zixuan didn't feel that time was difficult, and he could also appreciate this pair of beautiful creatures during the interval between monitoring the pond.

Liu Zixuan visually observed that the distance between the two black water chickens and the muzzle of the gun was about forty steps, which was within the range of the shotgun, and if the lame wolf went to the west bank water pheasant's grooming place to drink, it could shoot directly at it.

Time moves slowly, a minute is like a year. Since you want to be a hunter, you are already destined to be associated with loneliness. Liu Zixuan waited patiently, waiting for the all-too-familiar target.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud sound of water, and the two black water pheasants flew up in shock, flapping their wings and burrowing into the branches and leaves of the maple poplars in the south. Immediately, Liu Zixuan saw the cattail bushes on the east bank of the pond shaking violently, and the originally calm water surface also rippled from east to west. The sound of the water sounded sudden and dull, as if a stone had fallen from the sky and planted in the water, Liu Zixuan's heart shook when he heard it, and his body couldn't help but feel a big stir.

The sound of water was heard, and only a few seconds later, a large wolf emerged from the edge of the bush in the northeast corner of the pond. Liu Zixuan saw it with both eyes, it was the lame wolf! Even if you don't look at its coat color, don't look at its body shape, just look at the strange walking posture, Liu Zixuan can conclude that it is it, due to the disability of one hind limb, its walking posture is unique in this forest. After a few months, the lame wolf finally reappeared. Although Liu Zixuan had been mentally prepared this time, its appearance was still as sudden and terrifying as the previous two times. Liu Zixuan was shocked, but he noticed that the lame wolf walking bumpily was holding a fish in its mouth!

Sure enough, the previous guess was correct, this pond is indeed a must-come place for lame wolves!

It seems that the lame wolf has been lurking behind the cattails on the east side of the pond, and it has been lurking there for a long time, but it is just waiting for an opportunity to fish! Some time ago, Liu Zixuan hid on the west side of the pond, and he didn't even notice its approach, so you can imagine how cautious this guy's actions are!

In response to the saying: The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind! Fortunately, the lame wolf did not notice that a shotgun was pointed at its body not far away, and with a fish in its mouth, it went straight to a big tree on the northeast side of the pond, looked around, and lay down at the root of the tree, and munched on its prey.

(To be continued)