He was a very honest farmer and rarely spoke.

He has no temper, no anger, and Zhang Caiyun is the pillar at home.

It was a villager who went to Dianzi to cut the alkali grass and discovered this tragic scene.

He's not the number 20 guy. He memorized the car number and went to Linxian County to report the case.

No. 20 is under the jurisdiction of Heilong Town, and Heilong Town is under the jurisdiction of Qingquan County.

So, Lin County notified Qingquan County of the situation, and Qingquan County found Mu Wanjiang according to the car number.

Mu Wanjiang received the notice and rushed to the accident site, which was already the afternoon of the fourth day.

Tunzi sent a tractor for Mu Wanjiang.

The village chief also went.

He brought four or five villagers to accompany Mu Wanjiang.

When Mu Wanjiang arrived at the accident site, he climbed into the cab of the Type 55 tractor, saw a pile of hair from his daughter-in-law, and was stunned.

He had been sitting there in a daze.

Everyone is watching from below.

After more than an hour like this, Mu Wanjiang slowly bent down, picked up the bloody hair, and slowly stroked and combed it with one hand.

It's getting dark.

Mu Wanjiang was still combing Zhang Caiyun's hair.

A few people below, you look at me, I look at you.

The village chief finally raised his head and said softly, "Wan Jiang, we have to go." "

He shouted three times, Mu Wanjiang seemed to hear it, he nodded in a panic, and then got out of the car with his daughter-in-law's hair......

Since then, Mu Wanjiang seems to have changed as a person.

He still doesn't like to talk, but his eyes change.

When I say that human eyes are the same as wolf eyes, I am only talking about shape, and human eyes are never the same as wolf eyes.

And Mu Wanjiang's eyes turned into wolves.

He didn't look for any more women.

He has been living in solitude.

He had a dozen thin dogs. All of them are white.

He carries the **** all day long and walks around the meadow.

Everyone knows that his purpose is not hunting, but revenge.

Before he set out, he chained the dozen or so thin dogs in the yard and did not give them any food for several days.

When the dogs were scurrying and barking all over the yard with hunger, he lowered his head and sharpened a three-kilogram boning kitchen knife: "Huo! Suddenly! Suddenly! ---"

Two wolves were eliminated by Mu Wanjiang one after another.

Mu Wanjiang found the trace of the wolf, his eyes immediately turned green, he raised his gun, took aim, and pulled the trigger: "Bang!" ---"

The iron sand bullets he distributes will not kill wolves.

The greater meaning of his gun was to give orders to the dogs, and the dozen or so hungry dogs immediately caught up, and they ran through the grass at a galloping speed.

And just like that, tragedy happened again.

The wolf was wounded first, and it limped forward in great pain.

The dozen or so dogs caught up with the wolf in a blink of an eye, and the dog and the wolf bit together, and the wolf was finally outnumbered, and fell down wailing, and a dozen or so thin dogs surrounded it and ate it.

Judging from the biting movements of those thin dogs, the wolf was still resisting at first, but gradually it stopped struggling, and the dogs ate more and more calmly.

In the end, the wolf was left with only fur and bones.

Of course, wolves are hard to spot, and rabbits are more affected, all of them die under the teeth of hungry dogs.

However, Muwanjiang can often find wolf's dens.

He resolutely did not let the fine dog eat the wolf cubs.

At first, some of the thin dogs pounced on the wolf cubs and were knocked down by him with a gun on the spot.

The other dogs didn't dare anymore.

He used a sharp bone-chopping kitchen knife to chop wolf cubs.

He chopped off the cub's four paws, then its limbs, then its tail, and finally its head......

The wolf cub was screaming, and the wolf cub was screaming like a child.

After Mu Wanjiang disassembled the wolf cubs one by one, he put the corpses together and placed them in a complete place next to the wolf den, and then left with the thin dog.

For more than half a year, he chopped dozens of wolf cubs with his own hands.

Zhang Caiyun's death is true.

She died in the summer of 1974.

She didn't even have a body left, only her hair.

I didn't see her when she was alive. When I went to my grandmother's house, she had been dead for half a year.

The description of her tragic death is my imagination.

The reality should be even more terrifying than I imagined.

At that time, dozens of wolves surrounded the cab, Zhang Caiyun's psychology before he died......

No one who has ever experienced it can imagine it.

But here's what I experienced firsthand.

That memory is so deep in my mind that I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

That day, my sister took me to dig herbs in the meadow, and when I went back to my grandmother's house, it was dark.

The black-pressed meadow is like my grandmother's house, it is round and has no direction at all.

We're lost.

My sister grabbed my hand and stumbled across the meadow, and our hearts were terrified.

My heart kept thinking about the hungry wolves, thinking about Zhang Caiyun who only had hair left, and thinking about the wolf cubs that were chopped up......

The wind was blowing, and the wind was howling from afar, like a woman crying.

There are really women crying on the pitch-black meadows!

My sister and I felt it almost at the same time as a woman's cry.

She hugged me tightly.

Or maybe she heard it first, and she hugged me like an electric shock, and her horror made me sure that it was a woman's cry.

My sister's body was so cold that I could feel her shaking violently.

The cry was intermittent in the mighty wind.

Actually, it's not crying, it's howling, it's a dry howl without tears. The tone is long, scorched, tragic, and creepy.

It's like a person being skinned alive.

I was terrified, but I didn't tremble.