High in the sky, white clouds drift in the wind.

The bright sun shone on Tianlu Mountain, and everything seemed vibrant. Liang Wenying came to the western foot of Tianlu Mountain to pick green plums in the bright sun, and suddenly heard the sharp wail of the beast coming from the side of Shimen Valley.

"The sound came from where my cousin's house had installed the trap." Out of curiosity, Liang Wenying walked towards that side with a basket, and saw a huge sika deer caught in the wild grass next to the big stone and caught its right foot by the trap, struggling desperately.

She thought: she can't bring this prey back as a girl, she has to go back and tell her cousin.

Thinking of this, Liang Wenying carried the basket and ran back to her cousin's house in Eshizhai.

At this time, Ding Yiguang was picking herbs on the mountain not far away, heard the wailing of animals, he knew that something had happened, and listened carefully for a while, and identified the direction of the cry, so he followed the sound to find it, and saw that the right foot of a sika deer was caught by the beast, and then carefully inspected, the sika deer was also hit by an arrow.

When Ding Yiguang was hesitating, suddenly two little sika deer with light fur and childish spirit stumbled and ran from there, came to the sika deer trapped in the trap, and got under the belly of the big sika deer.

When the doe saw her baby coming, she stood up in pain and nursed. When it noticed that there was some movement on Ding Yiguang's side, it raised its head, looked at Ding Yiguang, and called at him softly. Its gaze and cry were full of pleading.

The two fawns also seemed to have spotted Ding Yiguang, but they did not panic and left their mother and ran away.

"Ah, what a poor third mother and son!" Ding Yiguang was deeply moved by the affectionate licking of calves between the mother and son of the sika deer, felt an itch in his throat, his eyes kept blinking, and a layer of tears soon covered his eyes.

Faced with this situation, Ding Yiguang's heart was churning: if this doe is caught by the hunters and killed and cooked, even if the two poor fawns escape, they will also lose their mother, mother's love, and the opportunity to breastfeed, that is to say, they will lose the ability to survive, and in the end they can only die out, which is a tragic thing with one corpse and three lives!

Thinking of this, Ding Yiguang couldn't stop the impulse in his heart, hurriedly stepped forward, and squatted down beside the doe.

Seeing that Ding Yiguang had no ill will towards their mother and son, the two fawns retreated a few steps back, and kept stomping their feet to watch in fear.

Ding Yiguang vigorously broke the trap holding the doe with both hands, pulled its right foot out of its sharp teeth, and then pulled out the sharp arrow from the doe's body, threw it on the ground, caressed the doe's body in a friendly manner, and said to it: "You hurry up and run away with the child." ”

The doe knew from Ding Yiguang's series of actions just now that the young man had come to rescue him, and at this moment he seemed to understand Ding Yiguang's words, looked at him with grateful eyes, and nodded lightly at him, and wanted to leave, but it staggered forward and only took a few steps, its body tilted to the side, it was unsteady on its feet, and it fell to the ground, and blood flowed out of the wound.

Ding Yiguang knew that even if it could walk away, it would die in the mountains due to excessive bleeding.

"No, the priority now is to keep the doe's wounds bleeding!" Ding Yiguang stood on tiptoe, looked around, searching, saw that there were no mountain herbs nearby that could stop the bleeding, thought about it, remembered that he had picked hemostatic mountain herbs by the mountain stream not far from here, so he raised his finger and pointed to the side of the mountain stream, and said to the doe: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you over there and collect medicine for you to stop the bleeding." With that, he squatted down, picked up the injured doe, and walked towards the mountain stream.

The two fawns were quite sensible and followed Ding Yiguang, that is, with their mother, leaving this dangerous place that almost cost their mother her life.

Not long after Ding Yiguang left with his doe in his arms, a group of hunters hurriedly ran towards this direction, they were Ding Hanqiang, a hunter from Dingjia Village, and his group of brothers.

The arrow in the sika deer was shot by Ding Hanqiang.

Ding Hanqiang They were hunting in the mountains today, and after a long time, they were about to return empty-handed, when they suddenly found a sika deer walking in the bushes in the distance, so they quietly touched forward, pulled the bow and arrows, and shot at the target.

After being hit by the arrow, the sika deer panicked and fled quickly towards the mountain, Ding Hanqiang took the people of Dingjia Village to chase after the blood stains left by the sika deer when they escaped, and chased them until they reached the small hill in front of the barren grass, and saw a large pool of blood on the ground, but there was no trace of the sika deer.

Ding Hanqiang's younger brother Ding Hanwei stepped forward, bent down and picked up the arrow from the barren grassy ground, identified it slightly, handed it to Ding Hanqiang, and said, "Brother, this is your arrow." ”

Ding Hanqiang took the sharp arrow and took a look: Indeed, this is the arrow he shot just now, and the bright red blood stains on the arrow have not yet dried, so he shook the sharp arrow and said to Ding Hanwei: "Brother Hanwei, after I shot this arrow just now, I obviously heard a scream from the sika deer behind the bushes in the distance, and then I saw it desperately running towards this side. Now, there was undried blood on the arrow, and it was clear that my arrow had hit the sika deer. ”

The Orions of Dingjia Village, who followed Ding Hanqiang's brothers, gossiped:

"Yes, I also saw Brother Han Qiang's arrow directly hit the sika deer."

"Why don't you see the deer when you see the arrow?"

“......”

At this time, someone found an animal trap hidden in the wild grass.

"Who installed this trap?"

"Did this trap be installed by the people of Eshizhai?"

Ding Hanwei lowered his head and recognized it for a while, thought for a while, pointed to the trap, and said, "This trap was installed by the people of the Goose Stone Village. ”

Ding Hanqiang asked, "You didn't see the wrong eye, right?" ”

Ding Hanwei affirmed: "I dare to guarantee that I will not be wrong." Except for the people in the Goose Rock Village, no one else in the vicinity will install animal traps here. ”

Someone in Dingjia Village made a judgment: "In this way, the sika deer must have been taken away by the people of Eshizhai." ”

The corners of Ding Hanqiang's mouth showed a look of contempt: "Hmph, it's from Goose Stone Village again?!" They actually want to get something for nothing in the hands of Lao Tzu, it's not so cheap! ”

"Whoever catches the prey in the mountains will belong to whomever it is, this is our rule in the mountains!" Ding Hanwei said angrily.

"They're clearly bullying us by doing this!" Ding Hanqiang stepped on his foot and said indignantly.

The people next to him also coaxed: "Yes, the people of Eshizhai are really too deceitful to do this!" ”

"We can't stop there!"

"Ask them to return the sika deer we hunted!"

In the face of the surging crowd, Ding Hanqiang made up his mind, and his voice was like thunder: "The grievances and grievances with them in the past must be settled with them face to face today." ”

Just when Ding Hanqiang, Ding Hanwei and others were indignant, Liang Wenying and her father Liang Risheng and cousin Zhang Beihai appeared from the mountain road over there, followed by several young hunters.