Chapter 16 The Legend of the Hungry Wolf

I don't know when a few ghost fires in the grave circle approached us. They were well prepared for a long time and were shocked by this terrible scene. They saw a group of green-eyed wolves blocking the road in front of them. This is more fucking scary than a ghost.

Guo Hanxiang's throat knot moved gently, and the wood was on the spot. He couldn't help retreating. The group of skinned wolves also moved their pace, stretched their necks, and barked in the snow. Several wolves circled around the old horse, and the old horse's hoofs kicked around. The wolves couldn't help it for a while.

As the saying goes, 'wolf heart and dog lung' means that the wolf is vicious and the dog does not have a long memory. Groups of round-up prey will detour, fight guerrillas, and do everything. Tigers are afraid of wolves. In the eyes of the villagers in the fog river, wolves are the king of beasts. They know tolerance and can advance and retreat. It's really terrible, respectable and hateful.

Mopan Town is a famous wolf-producing town. There are three villages not far from the Wuli River. According to their geographical location, they are named Wolf Up, Wolf Waist and Wolf Lower Village. I heard from Grandpa that in the past, if they had to walk at night, they had to have a wooden stick and a pack of matches. When they saw the wolf drawing a match, the wolf was afraid of fire, but if it was the fire, they could not drive away. The hungry wolves can only fight hard and fight with wild wolves.

In those years, there was famine. Dead people were piled up on the roadside, and dead children were hanging on tree branches. Wolves dared to go to the village to look for food during the day, but they would not rush to live people when they were full.

After the 'very' period of nibbling on bark and eating belts, production gradually resumed. People began to open mountains and fell trees and reclaim farmland. The living space of wolves gradually shrank. When they were hungry, they went to the village to kill livestock. If they met people who walked alone at night, they would not hesitate to jump on them.

Later, Mopan Town specially organized a group of people to kill wolves day and night. They want to 'remove the four evils and fight the evil wolves', but like the four evils, the wolves are piled up into hills, and they still don't see extinction, but they dare not enter the village again and escape to the deep mountains.

Two different races also fought flesh and blood for survival, but our current situation is extremely dangerous. I don't know how many bullets are left in Guo Hanxiang's pistol. He was so arrogant just now that he gave all the bullets to God. This is completely numb. No matter how high the martial arts are, looking at the wolves in front of him is also terrered.

The old horse kicked his hoof and kicked a thin wolf to the ground, but it rushed up with its fangs. The remaining two heads were shining and approached us step by step.

Although I'm afraid, I don't care much. Being pulled out of my intestines by a wolf is also hundreds of sets stronger than being punished by the 'Eight Hu'. Guo Hanxiang wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his hand holding the gun kept trembling.

The wolf walking in front was obviously much larger and calmer than others. He stared straight at us. I wanted to jump back, but I was tripped over the rope and slipped to the ground. When the wolf saw this scene, he suddenly raised his wolf's head and roared at the dark night sky.

The wolves seemed to have received the order to attack and jumped up one after another. Guo Hanxiang looked at the wolves coming in front of him, shouted and fired a shot at the sky. The wolf who jumped in front of him just received the bullet and flew far away.

The wolves were deterred by the sound of gunfire and sobbed and retreated. Guo Hanxiang was overjoyed to see that this move worked. He repeatedly pulled the trigger repeatedly. Seeing that there was no bullet shot out again, he thought that the bullet was stuck in the shell, removed the magazine and was dumbfounded. He patted his forehead and dropped the gun to the ground.

I took this opportunity to climb up the haystack and saw the wolf in the distance approaching the carriage little by little. While swinging up and down the wolf's head, the green light reflected by the wolf's eyes drew a strange arc in the night sky.

Although Guo Hanxiang had seen many walking ghosts, he was obviously helpless under the siege of this group of evil wolves. In a hurry, he picked up the horse whip and beat the horse's body in an attempt to let the carriage move.

The old horse was already frightened by the wolves. Under his whip, its hooves flew randomly and kicked Guo Hanxiang's abdomen. Just as Guo Hanxiang was about to get up, a vicious wolf had jumped in front of him and biting disorderly. I subconsciously wanted to get out of the carriage to help him, but my body was bound.

Guo Hanxiang rolled with the wolf on the ground. The wolves did not launch a quick attack, but formed an encirclement nearby, watching the life-and-death struggle like the warrior in the movie.

I wanted to take out the loyal soul in my chest and throw it to him, but my hand was a little stiff. In addition, my hand was locked, and I could only watch him fight with the wolf. At this time, Guo Hanxiang's body had already hit the wheel, suddenly roared, turned over and rode on the wolf's body. He was like a crazy tiger with round fists. I don't know how many punches he hit on the door of the wolf's face, and the wolf's cry gradually faded.

He got up and grabbed the wolf's hind leg, swung it twice in the air, and threw it to the nearby wolves. The wolves avoided one after another, looked at the dead compatriots, sniffed forward, looked up to the sky, and rushed to Guo Hanxiang one after another. Guo Hanxiang's eyes red at this moment, catch a vicious wolf in mid-air and bit the wolf's eye. The wolf The painful 'Wow' cry was thrown into the distance by Guo Hanxiang.

The wolves rushed forward one after another. I saw that my scalp was numb, but I was helpless. I saw the wolf bite Guo Hanxiang's thigh. A large area of snow was dyed red.

Although I don't have a good impression on him, I don't want to see him buried like this. I shouted, "Come on, come up, they can't climb up!"

Guo Hanxiang looked back at me and took three steps and two steps. He grabbed the haystatch and was about to climb up. When a thin wolf saw Guo Hanxiang going to climb up, he jumped up and bit him on his trouser leg and hung in mid-air with Guo Hanxiang. Guo Hanxiang stared his legs hard, but he couldn't get rid of the little wolf.

Seeing that I was about to get rid of my hand, I lay on the grass, quickly grabbed his big hand full of blood, and dragged it up with all his strength. He looked at me in consternation. Maybe he didn't expect that the enemy who had just had to drink his blood and eat meat saved his life at this most critical moment.

With my strength, he rushed to the haystrap, and the little wolf under him was thrown aside by the sudden force, rolling on the snow, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

Guo Hanxiang breathed a sigh of relief for fear of the straw pile. He looked at me doubtfully and suddenly said, "Although you saved me this time, I won't spare you. If you want to die comfortably, I can fulfill you."

I didn't understand his complicated mood at that time and glanced at him: "What do you want? Anyway, I fell into your hands. Can you go there and talk about it tonight? Don't think about killing me!"

After hearing this, he was stunned and saw that the wolves below were spinning around the carriage and tried to climb up, but half of his claws could not be fixed, so he sobbed and fell down, but he still did not give up.

At this time, the larger wolf roared, and the wolves stopped one after another. However, the wolf's front paws were on the edge of the carriage and biting the straw on the car. After seeing it, the wolves also followed suit and came forward to bite the straw at the bottom of the haystrate.

I was stunned. Although I had heard a lot about the story of the wolf before, and there were also stories of Little Red Riding Hood and Little White Rabbit in the villain's book, I didn't expect the wolves to be so cunning.

Guo Hanxiang was restless and kept looking down at the edge of the haystatch. I looked at the heart of the straw on the ground and half cold. The height of the haystatch kept falling. Seeing that it was on the wolf's mouth, Guo Hanxiang suddenly asked, "What is this wolf afraid of except the gun?"

I couldn't help but be stunned. This boy Xiwu captured the body and made a fool. I didn't know this common sense. I stared at him and replied, "Fire!"

Guo Hanxiang wiped his face. Maybe he wanted to calm down his nervousness. He took out a lighter with a pulley and kept scratching, but there was no fire light. He put the fire machine in his hand and rubbed it twice. The liquefied gas in the fire machine was frozen by the low temperature, but the wolf's anger only increased, and the straw was scattered all over the ground. Guo Han Xiang's hand holding the fire machine trembled anxiously and put the fire machine into his mouth to try to warm up the fire machine.

As time passed, the haystack fell by one percent, and an impatient little wolf suddenly jumped up and picked up on the edge of the haystack. His hind legs were suspended in mid-air. I held my fists and smashed the head of the impatient little wolf. The little wolf was in pain and fell down with a cry.

Guizhou donkey is exhausted, and this punch is just adding some twists and turns to our tragic fate. I sat down on the haystitch, listening to the symphony of the wolves, looking at the graceful figure of the wolves jumping, and death can also become wonderful.

At this time, Guo Hanxiang snorted, took out the lighter from his mouth, clenched it tightly, and a warmth passed through his eyes to his heart.

Guo Hanxiang saw that the fire engine lit a fire and did not dare to delay. He pulled out half a bundle of straw, lit it from the beginning, laughed, threw down the carriage, and lit a little spark. The wolves saw the fire retreating one after another, unwillingly looked at us, hiding in the distance and roaring at the moon. Guo Hanxiang and I stared at the firelight on the ground. I suddenly remembered the scene when I was a child and my fourth uncle driving a carriage to the town to the market, and I couldn't help burst into tears.

The wolves are drifting away, and they can't help looking back when they run. My body was hot. Suddenly, I heard Guo Hanxiang coughing dryly. Looking down, there were bursts of smoke at the bottom of the haystuff, and suddenly thought of Master Mao. Xi said that a spark can start a prairie fire.

Guo Hanxiang saw that there was a big fire on the carriage and didn't care much. He jumped off the carriage. The old horse shouted and knelt on the ground. The horse must not be able to hold on. Otherwise, how could he not be shocked by such a big fire? It is said that the horse will not bend its knees for the rest of its life except before death. It seems that this horse is connected with me.

I rolled on the haystatch and tried to roll down, but was stopped by everyone who ignited on the edge. The fire was getting hotter and hotter, and I was about to burn my eyebrows.

Through the red fire, I saw that Guo Hanxiang was extremely calm at this moment. I didn't expect him to save me, let alone escape, which brought this ups and down.

Sure enough, Sirius reflects the moon, the image of fire danger, peeping into the sky and earth, can't change the disaster that will happen, and will only die more miserable!

I was sorely roasted by the fire, as if the oil on my body was crashing with Zizi, rolling hard and shouting.

In the Naruto, he saw Guo Hanxiang take off his coat and ran up quickly, flaming and shouting.

He rushed into the fire in a few steps, lifted me with his big hand, and was about to jump out of the carriage. As he walked, he set off a black dust. I saw that there was already a fire behind his autumn coat. He shouted and threw me out. I fell heavily under the carriage and saw that he had become a fireman and struggled to get out of the carriage.

I rolled in front of him and wanted to put out the flames with snow, but his clothes were obviously made of trendy acrylic fabric, which was dipped in the fire and did not go out for a long time.

As I shouted to him, I helped him flop the flames on his body. He also kept rolling on the ground. I can best feel the pain of burning his body. I know his current pain, but I am powerless to return to heaven. I really don't know what virtue my Li Gou has accumulated in my last life. So many people died to save me.

The fire on Guo Hanxiang's body gradually went out. I climbed over and saw that he had been burned by the fire, but he had not died. His lips had been scorched by the fire, and only his forehead was still intact, and his mouth was constantly rattling. I wanted to say something to me, but I didn't have the strength.

The scorched hand rested on my shoulder and hung down again. Keep blinking.