Chapter 098

However, a few days ago, Lu Xiaofeng read the book "Wolf Totem", and wrote the allusion to wolf smoke. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Moreover, he himself did experiments, and personally found a large bag of wolf dung to light it, and the result was that the smoke was not as strong as the cooking smoke in the yurt.

Lu Xiaofeng thought of this question, but asked about Uncle Wang.

"What color is that wolf dung he saw?" Uncle Wang heard Lu Xiaofeng say that he had a nose and eyes, and he was also puzzled,

"The wolf dung is the color of a gray charm, and it is as thick and long as a banana. Lu Xiaofeng remembered it carefully.

"The color is right. Perhaps only the wolf would pull down the charm's empty dung, which is strange. I did it myself when I was a kid. Uncle Wang scratched his head, a little confused, no, looking at Lu Xiaofeng, you are not joking.

"Did you order it yourself?" Lu Xiaofeng was so excited that he pricked up his ears.

"Actually, when the wolf dung burns, it emits a strong spell smoke, not black smoke like you said, the one who wrote the book you said couldn't be a mistake, right?

I remember vividly that a fire only needed a few grains of dried wolf dung to fill it, and the smoke was even more spectacular than when a large mountain fire burned.

When we were children in the mountains, we often used this method to lift it to notify adults.

However, the wolf droppings we use are not fresh, and they are generally dry. Lu Xiaofeng also solved his doubts in his heart, and he was very happy.

"Don't worry, the wolf is long gone, at least in our radius of more than ten miles, there will be no wolves. ”

Uncle Wang patted his chest and promised. Hearing what Uncle Wang said, he was relieved, and then walked towards the Yew people's house.

This yew man fruit is a monthly ticket family, when Lu Xiaofeng entered, he had already cleaned up, I don't know where he changed into a camouflage, and there were two weapons on the table, a crossbow, and a tiger head double-barreled shotgun.

。 The two of them talked and laughed, and from the south of the cottage, they also entered the mountains and forests.

At first, the two of them were very happy, seeing everything fresh, walking along the path, talking and laughing all the way.

The trail is steep and steep, full of rocks and protruding roots of large trees, and the walk is very strenuous. Compared to the road built by the forest farm, there is a world of difference. However, the woods are dark and dreary, and the ancient trees are towering.

Except for the occasional birdsong or two, the forest is filled with a primitive, natural silence.

There is a great literary power that shocks people's hearts, making people feel surprisingly small.

Maybe it was tired, the yew man stood on a big rock, crossed his waist with one hand, looked up and down, left and right, and then began to load his gun, and looked at Lu Xiaofeng unhurriedly

Lu Xiaofeng was still leaning his ears to listen, but the yew man stopped talking, and then went straight forward.

"What about next?" Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, he was still waiting for this Zhe Shao to finish speaking. "Not down there. The yew man smiled nervously.

The ground in the forest is full of fallen leaves that have not been cleaned by people for many years, and they fall and wither on their own.

The rocks are covered with moss, proving that no pedestrians have passed by for a long time.

After walking for a while, Lu Xiaofeng's mind flashed, but he suddenly thought of the meaning of this joke, and laughed out loud, this yew man is really enough for that.

"Now you have figured it out?" said the yew man grinned and picked up a twig to use as a walking stick.

While climbing the mountain, he also hit the leaves around him with a branch, or poked into the grass for a while.

"What are you doing here?"

"Chase the snake!" said the yew man honestly.

It's not so much hunting as sightseeing, and I walked for most of the day, and I didn't even see a single hair. The bird heard it, but when he looked up, he saw only the tree full of eyes, and he didn't know where it was.

The legendary pheasant did not see half of it.

I saw a squirrel, the yew man, shot an arrow over, and the bark was smashed, and the leaves were pulled down a pile, but the squirrel jumped and jumped away directly, making the yew man's eyes straight.

There are a lot of mosquitoes in this forest, and this afternoon, the harvest of the two can almost be said to be pitiful.

One hare, two pheasants. The rabbit was hung on the waist by the yew man, and he patted his ass as he walked, and he was indescribably coquettish.

A small waterfall was hanging down from the cliff, and the two of them were walking hot and tired, and they couldn't help but cheer when they saw the waterfall. The yew man handed the shotgun to Lu Xiaofeng, then took off his glasses and scooped the water with his hands.

Holding the water in his mouth, he drank heavily, then pulled out the towel and washed his hands and face happily.

Then, sit down on the rocks by the stream and rest, the cool breeze blows in your face, and the clouds rise in the valley.

The yew man seemed to have completely lost interest in hunting, and the two exchanged hunting weapons, and the yew man, who did not exercise often, panted with his waist crossed, and discussed with Lu Xiaofeng to prepare to return to the mountain.

Then he flashed behind the tree and walked out into the distance. After a while, I heard the sound of rushing water behind the tree.

This yew man was shy to relieve himself and ran away.

Suddenly, a scream from the yew man scared Lu Xiaofeng, "What happened?"

Lu Xiaofeng panicked when he heard the Yew man's voice, and ran in his direction with a gun.

As soon as he ran to the edge of the big tree, he saw the yew man stumbling towards him, and his bag had cracked open, and things were scattered all the way.

I didn't know where the crossbow in my hand was, and when I saw Lu Xiaofeng coming over with a gun, a look of joy appeared on my face.

Looking behind him, Lu Xiaofeng's heart suddenly jumped. Looming in the woods, four or five dog-like animals walked through the grass, their eyes fixed on the yew people.

Wolf? That was his first reaction. However, he then denied it.

He had seen pictures of wolves, and the thing in front of him looked like a wolf, much smaller than a wolf, with a wide head, a short face, brown and red body hair all over its body, a dense and long tail, and a black tail. Jackal!

He finally thought of something.

When he didn't know it before, he thought that the wolf was the most united and cunning animal, but later from the book, he knew that there was another animal in the Qixi Wenzong that preferred to live in groups more than the wolf: the jackal.

It likes to live in groups, often haunts groups of three or five, has a fierce temperament, is slippery by nature, is good at group attacks, and cooperates very tacitly.

The sleek and ferocious jackal is good at hunting in groups, making the beasts retreat for three points, and can be called the "king of the mountain".

These jackals, who don't know when they came out, tentatively circled around the yew people quickly, and from time to time they were tentatively preparing to take a mouthful.

The yew man wielded an iron arrow in his hand, which somewhat worked. A few jackals on the side flanked and advanced.

Lu Xiaofeng felt his head buzz, and his hands were cold, but he still quickly raised the gun and aimed at the dog in front of the yew man.

But he didn't dare to shoot, the shotguns were all scattered bullets, a dozen large pieces, so close that it would definitely hurt the yew people.

There was just a tree hanging down its branches diagonally, almost reaching to the ground.

"Zheshao, climb the tree!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted at the yew man, and then pointed to the tree.

The yew man hesitated, then ran a few more steps. Perhaps discovering his intentions, these jackals had a green glow in their eyes and their chins on the ground, which was a precursor to an attack!

Unable to care about anything, Lu Xiaofeng directly looked at the jackals who were covering next to him and pointed at the muzzle, and pulled the trigger with his fingers.

"Boom" The muzzle of the tiger's head shotgun spewed out a tongue of fire, and at the same time, a hot smell of gunsmoke reached Lu Xiaofeng's lungs.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but take two steps back, and his left chest hurt violently, and he couldn't recover his consciousness for a long time.

"Vomit" screamed, and a jackal fell to the ground one by one, and the leaves in front of it directly turned bare.

The jackals did not give up their attack because of the death of their companions, and the two on the ground launched a lightning attack on the yew people.

Just as the yew man was snorting and panting, pulling the branch in his hand, the desire to survive allowed him to use his literary power and skills that he usually didn't have.

With a strained pair of arms, he directly let his body swing up. At the same time, he felt a pain in his calf, and the jackal had already pounced on his calf, fortunately with camouflage pants, the dog held it in his mouth, and his mouth shook back and forth.

The yew man screamed, and the branch had the weight of a dog, and it squeaked, slowly moving downward.

Another jackal stepped on his companion's body, leaped high, and threw himself at the throat of the yew man.