In the early morning of the next day, before it was dark, Zhu Pingan woke up from his sleep. Last night, I dreamed that my mother made me a bowl of steaming chicken soup. When I woke up, I realized that I was in this deserted wilderness, with a huge gap and loneliness.
The firewood from last night had been extinguished, the north wind was howling, and the wind was echoing in the shanty. Zhu Pingan shivered involuntarily, and hurriedly got dressed and got out of bed, packing up the bedding.
The only companion, Black Horse, made a pile of excrement in one night, and looked at Zhu Ping'an with an innocent Black Horse face. Damn, he looks like a super popular Vietnamese star, and he's so cute... ..
The first thing in the morning was changed from calligraphy practice to the daily routine of shoveling shit. After that, I boiled water to wash myself, and then practiced calligraphy for a while.
The sky was overcast and gray, and there was no sunrise. It was not until breakfast that the visibility gradually improved.
Zhu Pingan was wearing a thick leather coat, fur hat, and leather boots, sitting on the back of a black horse, holding a volume in his hand, and reading while riding. Because there was only this mountain road, he was not afraid of taking the wrong road, so he just let the horse ride and wander around. Zhu Pingan occasionally looked up and looked at the direction to confirm that the direction was correct before continuing to read.
This place should be the southern part of the Dabie Mountains. The mountains are undulating, and I haven’t seen anyone after walking for a long time.
After walking on the mountain road for more than one mile, Zhu Pingan suddenly felt his fingers getting cold while reading. He looked up and saw fluttering snowflakes falling.
In a hurry, the small snowflakes became bigger, thicker, and densely packed. Clusters of snow flew down, like countless torn cotton balls tumbling down from the sky.
In an instant, the mountain path turned white, and Zhu Pingan heard the creaking sound when the black horse was walking on the mountain road.
Therefore, Zhu Ping'an put the book in his hand into his cross-body schoolbag, holding the horse's reins with both hands, and asked the black horse to slow down. He would rather be slower and more steady than have an accident in a hurry.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier. All around was pure white.
Zhu Pingan was riding a black horse on the mountain path, watching the north wind blowing the snowflakes in various trajectories. When he turned a corner along the mountain road, Zhu Pingan saw a gray autumn. The long-haired dog with dirty fur stood in the middle of the mountain road.
There's a dog here? It seems like an old dog.
Having a dog means having a family.
Zhu Ping'an took a look and suddenly felt a little happy. After walking in the wilderness for more than a long time, he was finally going to see someone.
But if a good dog doesn’t block the road, why is this old dog standing in the middle of the road? He was also looking straight at Shamate Dark Horse and himself. The dog's eyes were quite bright, amber.
Seeing the old dog blocking the road in front of him, Shamate Black Horse stopped in his tracks. The hoofs of the horseshoes could not stop tapping on the snow, and his breath made a snorting sound.
Damn it, why don’t you leave this guy? Zhu Ping'an pulled the reins of the horse, but the black horse got angry and refused to move forward. He stared at the old dog in front of him with a grunting look on his face.
Zhu Ping'an was about to dismount and see why this dark horse didn't leave. Just as he was about to dismount, Zhu Pingan glanced at the old dog in front of him again.
Well, although this old dog is a bit older, its eyes are still bright and gray, with a green back and yellow belly, and a fluffy tail.
etc.
Dragging the tail?
Zhu Ping'an stopped, looked at the old dog in front of him carefully, and then. In the cold winter with falling snow, Zhu Pingan was sweating on his forehead.
The old dog stood in front calmly, its tail twitching, and its amber eyes staring straight at him and the black horse.
"howl......"
The old dog's mind is relaxed and his breath is calm. He screamed in a roundabout way at the top of his lungs, as unpleasant as it sounded, and made him panic.
This is an old dog, that is obviously an old wolf.
What to do if you encounter a wolf?
Zhu Pingan once asked a classmate in Inner Mongolia this question before, and the classmate said this:
When you encounter a wild wolf alone, don't turn around and run away. Humans can never compete with wolves in speed. The correct approach is to stay put, make direct contact with the wolf's eyes, stare at it, and don't move away. Hold on for as long as you can.
Is this enough?
When the classmate heard this, he grinned: Well, this will make your death more dignified.
Although the classmate made a lot of jokes, there is still one saving grace, that is, don't turn around and run. You can't even ride a horse, and you can't run at the speed of a wolf.
Another reason why you should not run away when you meet a wolf is because the wolf may think it is prey and wants to run away or attack, and it will fight back. When confronting a wolf, it is best to retreat slowly, especially to places where there are many people. Generally, wolves are afraid of crowds and will not attack people rashly if they are not completely sure.
Of course, that's not possible at this time. This is a barren mountain, and I am alone with nowhere to retreat.
However, although Zhu Pingan broke into a cold sweat, he did not panic. Yulang looked at each other calmly while thinking about how to deal with it.
Wolves are afraid of fire and can be driven away with fire.
Zhu Ping'an thought of this method. He carried a fire fold with him, and he also had a set of fire sickles and flints in his baggage. He could just take an old piece of clothing and light it with the fire fold, and he should be able to drive the wolf away, if nothing unexpected happened.
Because of Zhu Ping'an's calm look at each other and the sound of the hoofs of the killing black horse hitting the ground beneath him, the old wolf on the opposite side was a little worried and did not attack immediately.
This old wolf was originally the alpha wolf of the wolf pack in the mountains. Due to old age and frailty, he was defeated by a young wolf half a year ago. The old wolf became an old wolf that was expelled from the wolf pack. It has been wandering for half a year because of old age and hunting. My abilities were not as good as before, and I was hungry and full. I somehow wandered to the outskirts of the mountain. I had been hungry for several days. Now it's snowing heavily again, and experience tells it that hunting will be more difficult for a long time to come.
Therefore, despite his concerns, hunger forced the old wolf not to give up, and his amber eyes were looking for the right time to attack.
While looking at each other, Zhu Ping'an slowly reached for the hidden buckle on the saddle, fumbled with one hand to open the noose, and slowly buckled the dagger given to him by his elder brother Zhu Pingchuan for self-defense into his sleeve, holding the dagger in his hand. Zhu Ping'an became even calmer.
If you have a dagger to defend yourself, you can also start setting fire to drive away the old wolf.
In order to buy time, Zhu Ping'an first put a few pieces of dried meat prepared by his mother Chen, which was originally placed on his waist for snacks, at the old wolf.
When Zhu Pingan was thrown away, the old wolf lay low, raised his back hair, pulled his lips and ears to both sides, exposed his front teeth, arched his back and roared several times.
When the dried meat was thrown at him, the old wolf arched his back and took a few steps back, avoiding the dried meat and retracting his tail.
When he saw the dried meat that Zhu Pingan had thrown away, the old wolf sniffed his nose vigilantly. While staring at Zhu Pingan with a pair of amber wolf eyes, he crawled and took a piece of dried meat into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it in one gulp. Down.
Then, the old wolf ate a piece of dried meat while staring at Zhu Pingan.
Sure enough, it was a white-eyed wolf. After eating, it was still staring at him, with no intention of giving up hunting. Zhu Pingan clasped the dagger, held the fire fold, looked at the old wolf and cursed. (To be continued.)
