Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Hunt
"Huh, at this time?" Mu Yong was stunned, looked at Fang Luoya, and said in astonishment.
"Yes, there are a bunch of fierce beasts over there waiting for us to kill, and they are still injured, so we usually can't find such an opportunity!" Fang Luoya urged urgently.
"Uh!" Mu Yong was slightly stunned, and hesitated: "But even if one is killed by the ancestral spirit, there are still six wind wolves, and the two of us are the meat sent to the door!"
"Uncle Yong, these fierce beasts are generally not grouped, otherwise our hunting ground will not have enough meat for them to eat, and this group is only because they can't find enough meat to gather and prepare to sneak attack our tribe!"
"Now that they have failed, they will definitely separate" Fang Luoya said in a deep voice: "Let's chase after it, if there is a lonely, let's start, in case it doesn't work, let's run such a thick snow, those wind wolves may not be able to outrun us!"
"This kind of adventure is not big, but if there is a real chance, it will be a wind wolf" Fang Luoya looked at Mu Yong and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Yong, if you miss this opportunity, we may not have a next time!"
When Fang Luoya said this, Mu Yong gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, let's go!"
The two set off with backpacks and skis on their backs.
Murakoukou Tonggu and the others, looking at Mu Yong and Fang Luoya who went out, have been accustomed to the situation of the two of them carrying the strange bamboo pieces out from time to time in the past few days.
"Mu Yong is going out again, be careful, don't be eaten by the wind wolf," Tong Gu told as he joked.
Mu Yong grinned and said, "Hey, those wind wolves have already been scared away by the ancestral spirit, it's okay, let's take a look nearby!"
"Okay, stay safe!" Tong Gu nodded, and then motioned to the hunters to open the door and let Mu Yong and the two out.
The two of them walked all the way, and it was even inconvenient to walk on the snow that had sunk into the whole calf;
Walking out of the village entrance more than a hundred feet away, the two saw that there were still a lot of large blood stains on the snow in front of them.
Fang Luoya walked over, carefully looked at the scattered bloodstains, his eyes lit up, and said, "Uncle Yong, it seems that at least two or three wind wolves have been injured not lightly!"
Mu Yong looked at the bloodstains, then at the scattered red spots in front of him, and his face also showed a touch of joy, and said, "No, in addition to the one that was killed, there are four other heads that have been injured, and two of them are relatively serious!"
Fang Luoya nodded happily and said, "Let's chase after us!"
After walking forward with great difficulty, they confirmed that they could no longer see the entrance of the village, so the two took off the skis on their backs and quickly slid forward to chase them
"Uncle Yong, there are two heads here that have left from here" Fang Luoya stopped abruptly at his feet, looked at the paw prints and blood stains scattered around him, and said in a deep voice.
"Let's keep going, the seriously injured are all ahead" Mu Yong stopped and looked at it twice, then perked up and slid forward vigorously.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Fang Luoya stopped again: "There is another scatter here"
"Keep chasing this head, the injury is not serious"
After the two continued to chase after Li Xu, Fang Luoya perked up and said, "Uncle Yong, there is a wolf here who has walked here, looking at the bloodstains, the injury is not light."
Mu Yong leaned over and looked at it twice, then looked in the direction the wolf was walking, nodded excitedly, and said, "Okay, that's it!"
Every witch hunter is a master of tracking, and Mu Yong led Fang Luoya all the way forward, sliding quickly from time to time between the mountains and trees, tracking the traces of the wind wolf.
The two of them glided all the way, and even saw other beasts appear nearby, but these beasts did not attract their attention at all, and those beasts could not catch up with them in the deep snow.
In this way, after chasing for several miles, Mu Yong suddenly stopped.
"Uncle Yong?" Fang Luoya said in confusion behind him.
"It should be ahead" Mu Yong looked at the marks on the ground, waved his hand lightly, and said, "Slow down!"
"Good!"
The two of them slowly propped up the ski poles in their hands and gently walked forward.
Suddenly, Fang Luoya's ears moved slightly, and then he stopped slightly under his feet and whistled softly.
Mu Yong in front of him heard the whistle like a birdsong, and as soon as he stopped under his feet, his right hand had already touched his waist knife.
When Mu Yong stopped, Fang Luoya tilted his ears, listening to the subtle "gurgling" sound not far ahead, he nodded solemnly towards Mu Yong and pointed in a certain direction in front of him.
For Fang Luoya's feelings, Mu Yong was quite trusting now, and at that moment the two put away the ski poles, held the spears in both hands, and slowly slid forward.
At this time, Mu Yong had to admire the thing under his feet that Fang Luoya came up with, if he walked over directly, he didn't know how loud the sound would be in such a snowy place, which was also one of the reasons for the hunt after the snow fell every year.
But now, the bamboo board glides gently over the snow, and there is no sound at all except for the slightest rustle.
After the two of them advanced in that direction for six or seven zhang, Mu Yong keenly saw that there was a bright red blood stain in the snow in front of him, and at the same time, he faintly heard the "gurgling" sound not far away
I looked up and felt the light wind in the mountains and forests.
After glancing at Fang Luoya, Mu Yong made two gestures, and the two quietly slid forward again.
Just as the two approached, behind a giant tree, a long-standing wind wolf was gobbling up a black leopard on the ground, making the ground covered in blood.
Suddenly, the wind wolf stopped gnawing, raised its head, and looked around vigilantly.
"Rustle" two ears pricked up, listening to the rustling sound from time to time, the wind wolf's eyes showed a trace of doubt, it seemed that something was wrong, but he had never heard a similar sound, what the hell was this?
After a moment's hesitation, the wind wolf finally decided to be cautious, and it was easily challenged by some of the guys who usually used it as food;
Of course, most of these guys are here to die like this leopard, but they can't be careless
Just as it reluctantly glanced at the leopard on the ground, stood up, and cautiously walked out, its eyes froze, and it saw the guy it didn't think it would meet no matter how much it thought about it.
"Aren't these damn witches always not coming out after the snow falls?"
Just when the wind wolf was stunned, Fang Luoya roared angrily and shot a spear towards the wind wolf.