The thick clouds are like a huge black curtain, pressing heavily on the sky above Niutoupo, and the surroundings of Rabbit Hill are still as silent as ever, even if a few birds are heard from time to time in the mountains and forests, it only exaggerates the dead silence around them; The one who loves to scream on weekdays knows it, but at this time he closed his mouth and remained uncharacteristically silent; The tiny flying insects were stuck to their bodies by the dampness, and they could only assemble in the low air at a height of one person, and they were somewhat unable to fly; Larger dragonflies take advantage of the brief opportunity to hunt and hover in swarms in areas where flying insects are concentrated...... All signs are telling people that a heavy rain is gathering momentum. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info under the thick clouds, all living beings, including humans, are quietly waiting, waiting for an outbreak point that can change the status quo in an instant.

It seems that the Heavenly Father intends to rain heavily on this special day, so as to express people's sorrow. This day is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Halloween. In people's legends, relatives separated by yin and yang can be very close on this day. Early in the morning, the gloomy sky became a portrayal of Liu Zixuan's heart, and after eating breakfast silently, he took the sacrifices that had been prepared and went to his father's grave alone to pay respects.

Against the dark clouds, Liu Zixuan walked to the deserted grave in the depths of the mountains and forests, and walked to the final destination of the two old men. When he suddenly saw a wolf under the platform of the cemetery, all the hairs on his body suddenly rose in an instant, and cold sweat poured out of his body. After a few months, this wolf appeared in front of Liu Zixuan's eyes again without warning like a ghost.

This beast is getting more and more mysterious! Since linking it to his father's death, the figure of the lame wolf has sneaked into Liu Zixuan's dreams again and again, in those dreams, the lame wolf always stood viciously on his body, with the sharp fangs like steel nails, biting his throat to death, no matter how he struggled, the lame wolf never showed a forgiving gaze. However, the lame wolf he saw in front of his father's grave that day was far more terrifying than the one lurking in his nightmare.

If it weren't for this time, if it wasn't for this place, if it wasn't in any other environment, Liu Zixuan wouldn't have the slightest fear of it, but here and now, what the wolf was doing in front of him made him have to gasp - it was actually digging the soil on the tomb with its two front legs, and it was digging a deep hole in the grave of the two old men!

This is a traditional festival for people to pay tribute to their ancestors, and if the lame wolf understood the significance of this day to mankind, it might not disturb the souls of the next world at such a time.

However, it is a beast after all, a ferocious, vicious and reckless savage beast. In front of Liu Zixuan's eyes, most of the lame wolf's body had gone deep into the cave, only the two hind legs and the long tail were still exposed, and a stream of damp soil erupted from the entrance of the cave from time to time and landed on the nearby grass. It seemed to dig hard, and the low-hanging tail was still swaying from side to side between its two hind legs, although the amplitude was small, but Liu Zixuan still saw it shaking. As early as when this wolf was still a "dog", Liu Zixuan had seen it wag its tail, and he knew that this guy would only have this kind of behavior when he was in high spirits, which could only mean that he was very excited and proud of the act of digging graves.

What the hell is this thing trying to do? Isn't there a trace of guilt in its heart when it digs up the grave of its owner who once fed it? Could it be that there is such a deep hatred between it and the hunter that it wants to dig up his bones and abandon them into the wilderness? Looking at the scene in front of him, Liu Zixuan's soul was almost cut out of his body, but in the current July heat, he felt a bone-chilling coldness. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought that this former playmate would be so weird and evil, and actually made a bad move that pushed his bearings to the limit, and it was not until this moment that Liu Zixuan realized for the first time the horror and hatred of wild animals. Liu Zixuan finally realized very clearly that it was a white-eyed wolf who held grudges and did not remember his gratitude, and he could never be delusional to become a partner with a wolf or even an entire species!

If it is placed between people, even if there is a big and deep hatred, it will never use the way of digging the other party's grave to achieve the purpose of revenge, but the wolf in front of him, it actually repays the favor with revenge, repays virtue with resentment, and takes such despicable means to treat its owner, at this moment, all the good memories between Liu Zixuan and this wolf hidden in his heart were instantly washed clean by the angry Hongfeng. After a long time, the hunter's son was furious, and he longed to drag the wolf out of the hole and strangle him alive, and then break the body into pieces, and then break the bones and scatter ashes, only in this way can he relieve the hatred in his heart, and comfort the spirits of his parents in heaven.

The lame wolf, who was digging the hole, did not realize the danger coming, and was still concentrating on digging out the earth. Liu Zixuan looked at the ground around him, picked up a handy dead wooden stick, and climbed onto the cemetery platform with his waist bent. At this time, Liu Zixuan was like a mouse-trapping cat hiding in the dark, holding his breath and concentrating cautiously, approaching the prey little by little. Liu Zixuan knows that in tens of thousands of years of survival struggle, whether for the hunter or the prey, the life-and-death struggle between any two living individuals cannot be an easy task.

At the critical moment, Liu Zixuan wished that he was holding a double-barreled shotgun in his hand, not just half a wooden stick, if he held a gun in his hand, even if he had never pulled the trigger before, but at such a close distance, the lame wolf would never escape. What relieved it a little was that in such a situation in front of him, it was enough to have half a dead wooden stick in his hand, and most of the lame wolf's predecessor had already gone deep into the hole, as long as it was blocked in the hole from behind, its sharp wolf teeth would be useless, and with this half of the wooden stick, Liu Zixuan could break its other hind leg like his father, so that even if it could not be killed for a while, a wolf with both hind legs cut off was also left with a dead end. For the lame wolf in front of him, a wooden stick should be more terrifying than a shotgun.

The stick nine years ago should have been hit on its head, not on an insignificant hind leg, when the old hunter's heart was soft, and the evil consequences were happening in front of his eyes! Slowly approaching the tomb, Liu Zixuan noticed that the crippled hind leg of the lame wolf exposed outside the cave, the joint was almost folded at a right angle, like a dry branch pestle on the soil at the entrance of the cave, it seemed that it could only provide a fulcrum for its physical balance, if the lame wolf wanted to rely on it to pursue its prey, I was afraid that it would have already lost its function. Looking at the disabled hind leg, Liu Zixuan had a little more confidence in putting it to death.

Holding a wooden stick in his hand, Liu Zixuan approached his father's grave step by step, getting closer and closer to the wolf's body, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he had clearly heard the sound of rapid breathing coming from the entrance of the cave. Although he held his breath and was cautious, the dead branches and leaves under his feet still inevitably made a rustling sound, but fortunately, the thunder from a distance confused the audience and covered up Liu Zixuan's footsteps. The lame wolf still didn't realize the danger of the situation, and Liu Zixuan was still slowly approaching. In a second, Liu Zixuan remembered the wolf that often appeared in his sleep, and the lame wolf in the cave at this time must be like what he saw in his dream, his eyes were cunning, and his original form was revealed!

There were only a few steps away from the grave bag, and Liu Zixuan saw that the wolf who was digging the soil suddenly stopped all movements and froze motionless in the hole, as if he felt the danger of his situation, so he stopped to distinguish the sound outside the cave. He realized that all of his senses were unusually sensitive wolves, and that they were probably aware of his footsteps or breathing, or smelled his body odor, or even had a premonition of danger, so he paused for a moment to confirm the sounds around him. Expecting that the lame wolf might withdraw from the cave at any time, Liu Zixuan suddenly took a stride and rushed towards the tomb, and at the same time raised the wooden stick in his hand over his shoulder, making a posture ready to slam the wolf's leg.

By this time, the lame wolf had confirmed the danger outside the cave, and saw that the half-wolf body that had been frozen and motionless suddenly bounced out of the hole like a strong spring, and it was as sensitive and abnormal as a bullet pushed out of the muzzle by gunpowder. The lame wolf that had emerged from the hole did not stop for a moment, and with his sizable hind legs he struck over the grave, and then ran towards the valley to the east of the platform.

Liu Zixuan's movements were still half a beat slower, if the lame wolf stopped for a moment after exiting the cave, even if it was a moment of hesitation and pause, he would be beaten by his wooden stick, but although the lame wolf was disabled and in danger, every movement in the middle was clean and neat from exiting the cave to fleeing in panic, leaving no chance for Liu Zixuan to attack.

Saved all his strength to the stick in his hand, but in vain in a hurry, Liu Zixuan lost his center of gravity for a while, hit a stumbling and almost fell on the grave, and when he regained his footing, the lame wolf had fled into the nearby valley. Seeing the lame wolf escape, Liu Zixuan was willing to give up, he did not hesitate to take two steps and chased down the small valley in the east.

The two hills of Niutoupo were not high, and the slopes were not too steep, and the lame wolf fled along the valley to the southeast. Although one hind leg has been disabled, its other hind leg seems to have become developed because of this, once it runs, the speed is still surprisingly fast, it may be slightly inferior to the hare, but it is still far above the running speed of people, and after a while, it left Liu Zixuan far behind.

Holding the wooden stick in his hand, Liu Zixuan chased desperately in the valley, staring at the lame wolf with his two eyes, the situation was like a person chasing an injured wild deer from the beginning, but he was afraid that if he was not careful, the prey would disappear from vision forever.

(To be continued)