Chapter Thirty-Eight: Snow Marks

The snow is getting lighter and lighter, as if the prince is tired that day, so he has to take a break to stop and rest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Liu Zixuan walked on the snow with a yellow wolf bow and returned in a straight line in the direction of Rabbit Gang. After coming out for half a day, the snow on the ground was much deeper than when it came, and even the footprints left when I came over had already been covered without a trace, and I was just shivering in the snow nest, which would have just taken a few steps in the snow, and I was sweating again.

Today, I witnessed the truth of Huang Pizi breaking the bow clamp, which gave Liu Zixuan a deeper understanding of the animals in the forest. To say that there are many lives in this forest, none of them can be regarded as idle, they live in this nature for a long time, follow the laws formulated by nature, and any kind of strange behavior beyond people's imagination is just to continue life, from trees and flowers to birds and animals, without exception. If you have to find an exception, there are probably only people, and the progress of hunters' various tricks is not just to survive, but to live a better and more comfortable life, isn't this exactly the case with Liu Zixuan himself? Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his behavior as a ferret for days. For a moment, he began to doubt, began to doubt the legitimacy of this means of livelihood handed down from his ancestors, whether this means of relying on the death of other beings in exchange for his own abundance was really justified and reasonable, and whether he could continue to make a living by hunting and killing creatures in the wilderness in the future? As a descendant of hunters who are accustomed to killing to make a living, today's Liu Zixuan really has a struggle in his heart that he has never experienced. It is often said that animals in the wild can be used in the camp, but they should not be relied on for a living, and it is understandable to catch a few once in a while, but if you build your livelihood on the lives of many wild animals, it is really difficult to stand morally speaking...... The biggest difference between humans and animals is not that humans know how to use advanced tools better, but the biggest difference between humans and animals is that human beings always have compassion in their hearts. Yes, humans themselves are part of this naturally planned food chain! Since the day humans were born, they have never stopped hunting for animal life, and those animals that have evolved with humans all the way to this day are still breeding in large numbers year after year! That's right, you must say insatiable, not only hunters are insatiable, in contrast, the weasel is even more than that, Liu Zixuan once heard his father say that the bloodthirsty species of yellow skin, if they are eyeing the chickens fed by the farmer, they will often take the opportunity to bite them to death and suck blood, even if they eat enough chicken and drink enough chicken blood, they must let go and bite all the remaining live chickens to death...... They're damned! The hunter itself also has its own role in maintaining the balance of nature, and killing a weasel is equivalent to saving more weak lives, which is not another kind of compassion? Thinking about it this way, Liu Zixuan found a way out for himself, and he was able to accept his hunting behavior with peace of mind.

The cunning red ferret has once again escaped today, and if the opportunity is right, it will have to be eliminated, even if it has some unimaginable means, it is only a yellow skin, and if you are determined to kill it, it will only take a little more time...... Walking, thinking, Liu Zixuan's eyes appeared in front of the sour jujube tree again, the heart that had been restored to calm, when he suddenly saw the sour jujube tree, but suddenly there were waves again - I saw that on the small flat ground where the sour jujube tree was located, there was an animal footprint imprinted, and on the snow surface, a deep and straight animal footprint was so eye-catching and eye-catching, from the first time I saw it, it attracted all Liu Zixuan's attention, and Liu Zixuan stopped far away. One end of the footprint stretched to the mountain forest on the western slope, and the other end pointed to the bushes in the northwest direction, which happened to be on Liu Zixuan's way home.

It was the mark left by the lame wolf, it must have been! Although there were still more than ten steps away, Liu Zixuan still made a judgment at the first time.

Liu Zixuan immediately became nervous again, he looked around alertly, and did not find any trace of the lame wolf, so he let go of his feet and approached the footprint. The footprints are three deep and one shallow, and there are scratches left by the disabled hind legs on the snow surface, what else would it be if it wasn't a lame wolf, this kind of iconic imprint was something that the white-eyed wolf couldn't hide!

It had the audacity to cross the ridge to the north slope! What does it do on the North Slope at this time?

Liu Zixuan first looked at the snow on the footprints, and then recalled the amount of snowfall in the previous period, and he could determine that the lame wolf passed here an hour ago, and at that time, he was lying in the snow den under the cover, and was intently monitoring the weasel's burrow! At such a moment, where would he think of this wolf? When he went to the western slope in the afternoon, Liu Zixuan was also passing under the sour jujube tree, and he had also left footprints here, but fortunately, a heavy snowfall had covered up all those footprints, otherwise the lame wolf would definitely find his footprints, so that he would be in danger! Thinking of this, Liu Zixuan couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

Looking at the slightly bulging snow at one end of the lame wolf's footprints, Liu Zixuan knew that it was walking from the northwest towards the western slope of the mountain forest.

Liu Zixuan carried the yellow wolf bow and walked hurried in the direction of the lame wolf. Tracking along the animal's footprints on the snow surface, as long as the speed is fast enough, the end of the footprints must be connected to the maker of the footprints, Liu Zixuan was convinced of this, so he immediately ran towards the direction of the mountain forest, trying to catch up with the lame wolf. After passing through a few bushes, he reached the bottom of the mountain, but as soon as he reached the bottom of the mountain, the footprint he wanted to track was broken! At the end of the footprint, all you could see was the flat surface of snow, so flat that it seemed that no animal had ever passed over it. How can there be an end to a string of footprints on such a deep snowy surface?

Sweep the snow with your tail! Liu Zixuan finally understood. Yes, from the moment he just saw the yellow skin covering the footprints with his tail sweeping the snow, Liu Zixuan solved his father's doubts about tracking the wolf's tracks in the snow back then, the strange circle that appeared in the forest out of thin air, it must be the she-wolf who used her tail to sweep the snow to cover up the traces of her walking into the mountain forest, and after walking a complete circle, she used the same method to cover up the footprints when she left, and after it left, as long as the sky fell a little snow, it could completely cover the subtle marks left by the tail snow, so that It will be able to leave a circle in the snowfield that has neither come in nor left the field, nor has it end.

And today, Liu Zixuan encountered a similar situation, a straight line footprint with an end. In which direction did the lame wolf go? Looking at the snow, there was no sign of it. Since it deliberately conceals the traces it has left behind, it is not necessarily still walking in a straight line, and in this way, any other direction except the way it came from could be where it is going.

Liu Zixuan sighed a big breath of white air, and his two shoulders were loosened. Even if you know which direction the lame wolf lives in, what can you do with it? Liu Zixuan lowered his head and looked at the repeatedly defeated yellow wolf bow in his hand, only holding it, can he go into the mountains to chase the wolf? Thinking about it, he realized that his heart hoped that the lame wolf's footprints would be broken like this, otherwise, even if he kept tracking it, even if he found it, how could he endure it? Liu Zixuan was afraid, he hadn't chased the lame wolf, the scene from the last chase resurfaced in front of him, and Liu Zixuan was afraid.

Back! At least you can see where the lame wolf came from. Carrying the yellow wolf bow, Liu Zixuan returned to the sour jujube tree, and after a moment, he ran towards the other end of the footprint.

At the other end of the footprints, they stretched out into the thickets of bushes, and the footprints of the lame wolves curved and swam among the bushes, like a large snake crawling on the sand. After turning a few corners, Liu Zixuan once again walked to the end of the footprints, in front of him, there was a flat snow surface, there was a dogtail grass showing the snow surface, and there was a clump of shrubs, but he couldn't find more footprints!

The scene in front of him made Liu Zixuan at a loss. What did the lame wolf want to do, what kind of intention did it leave a mark on the snow? Liu Zixuan couldn't think of a reason, so he had to return to the sour jujube tree. In the face of this old tree that has weathered the vicissitudes of frost and snow, Liu Zixuan wanted to say a few words to it from the bottom of his heart, an hour ago, this tree must have seen the wolf, it must know where the lame wolf came from and where it went, it must also know what kind of intentions the lame wolf left here that seems to have a beginning and an end but no head and no end, it must know...... In addition to that, it even knows what to expect next...... However, even if it knows the past and the future, it is only a tree after all, and a tree will never speak to anyone.

I couldn't see the way I came from, and I couldn't see the imprint of the way I was going, so it was in front of Liu Xuan, like a bottomless cliff, lying between him and the rabbit gang.

Standing under the sour jujube tree with the yellow wolf bow, Liu Zixuan looked up at the rabbit gang, looked at his home, a small forest blocked the view, he couldn't see the few black locusts, let alone the three grass-roofed mud houses, only saw a wisp of shivering cooking smoke, which was gradually dispersing in the cold north wind.

Liu Zixuan's long-awaited winter has become long from this moment.

(To be continued)