After dealing with the gray-clothed slave, Slave Thirteen crouched on the edge of the cliff, waiting for the wolves to arrive.

After about half an hour, there was movement at the bottom of the cliff valley.

More than a dozen pairs of green eyes appeared at the mouth of the pocket-shaped cliff valley below.

It's a pack of wolves.

Wild wolves have a keen sense of smell.

They were drawn to the smell of blood emitted by the gray-clad slaves who died at the bottom of the cliff.

Slave Thirteen, who was lying on the edge of the cliff, had blazing eyes. He stared at the movement below, not daring to relax for a moment.

Just wait for the wolves to enter the valley, and then drop the boulders!

But the wolf is a cunning and suspicious beast.

More than a dozen wolves wandered cautiously at the mouth of the valley.

After a long time, there were only two or three heads, and they cautiously walked in a little.

These clever brutes seem to sense the breath of danger. I realized that if I walked into such a narrow cliff path, it was easy to be hit on the head by the rocks falling from above.

Slave Thirteen, who is hiding on the top of the cliff, must be patient and must not make a move at a critical moment. Otherwise, it will scare away the cautious bunch.

After about half a cup of tea, the wolves finally let down their guard, and stepped into the narrow passage one after another, and entered the cliff valley.

Nu Thirteen, who was on the top of the cliff, could judge the specific location of each wolf in the valley through those green and faint, looking around.

Nu Thirteen wasn't in a hurry, he was waiting for the best time.

Soon, the wolves had fully entered the depths of the cliff valley and gathered together.

No need to ask.

The place where the wolves gather is where the gray-clothed slaves fall.

The time is ripe for hunting!

Without thinking, he pushed down the pile of boulders that had been prepared for a long time around him.

"Boom la la ......"

A series of loud noises of mountains and rocks colliding suddenly spread throughout the cliff valley.

The loud noise frightened the wolves, and they began to flee in all directions in a panic.

Soon, the wolves discovered that the direction where the boulder fell was at the mouth of the cliff valley, and the way out of the pocket cliff valley had been blocked.

The wolves in the depths of the danger have no intention of eating. They abandoned the corpses of the gray-clad slaves and fled quickly towards the mouth of the valley that had been blocked.

Slave Thirteen didn't expect those boulders to really block the way of the wolves, because their bodies were very agile!

The exit was blocked only to allow the wolves to escape with a slight delay.

Really.

In just a few breaths, seven or eight wolves leaped over the boulder and fled.

Thankfully, the topography of this pocket-shaped valley makes for a great hunt. Otherwise, with the wolf's jumping ability and agility, when the boulder falls, they will be able to escape without a trace.

......

Slave Thirteen seized this great opportunity of the right time, place, and people to gather, quickly picked up the scattered gravel on the edge of the cliff, aimed at a wolf that fell last, and threw it with all his might.

The stones are like arrows off the string, shooting fast!

"Bump!" and the stone shattered the wolf's head, causing it to fall.

After killing the wolf, Nu Thirteen did not stop, he immediately picked up another stone and hit the other one.

But at this moment, the wolves have completely fled, leaving much more room for the remaining two wolves to escape.

Moreover, because the first time he killed a wolf with all his strength, the accuracy and strength of the stone thrown out this second time decreased.

I heard a "click!" sound, and the stones hit the cliff. Didn't hit.

The remaining two wolves got this opportunity and escaped.

......

It took so many twists and turns to hunt a ......

Slave Thirteen couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

He thought he could hunt more.

However, for Slave Thirteen, who has grown up by eating wild vegetables for a long time, it is also a good thing to have a whole wolf for dinner now.

One must not be greedy.

......

Slave 13 tied his spear and unlit torch rod to his back, and carefully climbed down the cliff along the rope that had previously hung down to the bottom of the cliff.

The cliffs and valleys at night are wet and cold. It wasn't long before the naked skin was covered with dew.

The dew also stained the rope, making it slippery.

You have to be very careful. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may follow in the footsteps of the gray-clothed slaves.

It took about a cup of tea, and Slave Thirteen finally stepped on the rock at the bottom of the valley safely.

He took the torch from his back and lit it with flint and steel.

For a moment, the fire lit up the cliffs.

The general view of the valley floor gradually appeared in the eyes with the light.

Most of the surroundings are rocky, with a few low-growing shrubs scattered on the rock face.

Holding a torch, he jumped off the high rock.

As soon as I took a few steps forward, I felt a smell of blood rushing to my face.

Slave Thirteen looked away, and where the light and shadow of the torch filled, a lying corpse appeared in front of him.

The corpse was the gray-clad slave.

Seeing him at this time, Nu Thirteen couldn't help but think in his heart, "If it was me who died here today, maybe I would have fallen into this guy's belly!"

Today's events have given him a deeper understanding of the phrase "the heart of defense is indispensable".

Just think about it and move on.

Not far away was a scarecrow wrapped in ragged clothes. Slave Thirteen approached it, peeling off his shirt and putting it on his shoulder. Carrying the torch and continuing on his way, he eventually came to his loot.

It's a huge wolf.

Even though the wolf is now dead, it still exudes a cruel and eerie aura on its body.

This is due to the evil accumulated by wild wolves who have been eating people for a long time.

In the past, it ate people, but now it is eaten by slave thirteen, which can be regarded as the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

......

He stuck the torch in the ground, took a bone knife from his waist, and began to deal with the wolf.

First, peel off the wolf skin and spread it aside, so that it can be used to hold wolf meat later.

Slave 13 cut off the wolf's back and four legs and put them on the wolf's skin.

The meat was the best part of the wolf's body, and he planned to save it for the next two months.

The wolf's entrails must be eaten first tonight, because the entrails are not easy to preserve.

Soon, after processing the wolf meat and sorting and packing it, Slave Thirteen began to collect some dried branches and trunks in the cliff valley, and then set up a campfire with these branches.

The loin and wolf leg are placed on a wooden rack and wait for them to be slowly smoked.

Smoked meat can be preserved for a longer period of time.

Taking advantage of this gap, the wolf's internal organs and other meat were cut into small pieces with a bone knife, skewered on a branch, and roasted in a fire.

Eat while grilling.

The bottom of the cliff valley, which was originally wet and cold and heavy with dew, also looked slightly warm in the shadowy fire and overflowing meat fragrance.

Today's slave thirteen can be regarded as a full meal.

......

After eating, there was still some leftover from the wolf skewers, and Slave Thirteen planned to keep them with the bacon.

He found a bush and dug up the dirt from the roots of the bush until the silt was removed.

Once a large amount of silt has been collected, the bacon and leftover roast are completely coated with this sludge.

The bacon and roast are then wrapped in a thick layer of silt and grilled over a fire for half an hour until the silt is dry and firm.

In this way, it is as if the meat is stored in a sealed clay pot.

After sealing it, Nu Thirteen found a large leaf vine and wrapped and tied these "mud balls" layer by layer.

Then, he wrapped these precious foods in the wolf's skin.

After doing all this, Slave Thirteen carried the "wolf skin wrap" on his back. With a torch in one hand and a spear of animal bones in the other, he prepared to go out from the bottom of the cliff.

He wasn't going to climb the rope on that rock wall again this time.

It would be too risky to carry such a heavy weight on your back and rely entirely on slippery ropes to climb it.

Nu Thirteen chose to go from the mouth of the cliff valley this time.

He knew that at this time, there must have been many wild wolves gathered at the exit of the cliff valley. So, before leaving, he picked up the corpse of the gray-clothed slave with his spear and put it on his shoulder.

In a vertical leap, he jumped over the rocks blocking the valley mouth. The light of the torches immediately illuminated the narrow passage, and the figures of several wolves retreated in the light of the torches.

Slave Thirteen, who jumped off the rock, walked towards the crossing without hurrying.

The Grey Slave once said that they should not panic in the face of wild wolves, they can smell fear. If you're afraid, the wolf will pounce. But on the contrary, if they are calm, they will retreat.

Walking out of the crossing, Slave Thirteen quickly threw the corpse of the gray-clothed slave on the spear towards the wolves that were gradually gathering

Then the wind caught his feet, jumped into the darkness, and vanished.

When the wolves have food, they don't chase the escapees.