Virewolf

Winter has come, and the scenery of the wolf forest is magnificent and desolate. Last year, the winter was menacing, and it was freezing overnight, covered with goose feathers and snow. But this year, nature is so gentle that it takes extra care of the wolves who have just gone through twists and turns.

"I seem to have lost something."

Tang Fuchu squinted his eyes on the tree, practicing bow and arrow.

Mo Yan dozed off under the tree, and said in a daze, "What."

"My father's seal is lost," he said, shaking his head. "Maybe he lost it when he was running that day. If you lose it, just lose it."

Compared to this, Mo Yan was worried about other things. He sneezed and said in a spirited voice:

"Have you recovered from your injury? Don't keep running up the tree."

"Okay, good morning," Tang Fuchu licked his mouth, coldly, "Isn't this a wider field of vision..."

After all, let out an arrow.

"call out--"

Grabbing the edge of the expected leaf, it flew out.

Tang Fuchu still couldn't control the strength of his bow. After grinding for a long time, he didn't feel depressed anymore. He rubbed the cold and hard bark, feeling that he was doing useless work.

He should get a gun.

But he can't shoot.

What is this, a wilderness survival game?

It can't be archived, and if you lose your life, you will be gone.

As soon as he thought of the one-eyed face, the wound began to ache when it was not healed.

Some trouble, he mused.

Under the tree, Mo Yan was looking at him, raising his neck, and there was no wavering in the wolf's eyes.

The days just entered the winter went really smoothly, unbelievably smooth.The sky was as clear as blue, thick and thin beams of light leaked from the gaps in the pine needles to it, Mo Yan actually felt more comfortable than summer.

The food that the evolutionary wolves accumulated before - they buried a lot of prey in the sunken ground, the temperature dropped sharply, and the meat was well preserved, enough for them to cope with the cruel winter.

Mo Yan has been practicing with Tang Fuchu for the past few days, and he can't bear to disturb Tang Fuchu's interest, as both men, no one would like to be protected all the time.

The sky is getting late, and the purple sunset glow is like a blooming rose.

Tang Fuchu's hot air turned into a white mist. He rubbed his hands and heard Mo Yan's heart ache for him: "You have eaten wild vegetables for several days, and you have lost weight from hunger."

"It doesn't matter if you're thinner," Tang Fuchu stroked Moyan's furry head. The wolf fur was covered with some fluffy frost, and he flicked it off. He said with a smile, "I know what you're going to say. First of all, I and You are different, I don’t eat carrion, and secondly, I’m getting something for nothing, they need to have opinions.”

Mo Yan raised a pair of wolf eyes: "Who dares?"

"Okay, stop using public affairs for personal gain, ah." Tang Fuchu clapped his hands, "It's so difficult for me to be in winter, but I feel fine now."

This mouthful of tainted milk made Mo Yan terrified, and just about to stop it, Tang Fuchu said again: "Do you know what I've been thinking recently?"

"what?"

"Where do we go to make dumplings during Chinese New Year?"

"Tsk," Mo Yan squinted his eyes and hummed, "What's so delicious about shit dumplings?"

"If we can get a wild boar, I'll make pork dumplings for you."

Mo Yan looked at him lovingly, thinking that he was so innocent and cute: "You are so cute."

Tang Fuchu: "..."

The north wind was still strong, and the demons that blew were sneezing one after another.

She hugged the two wolf cubs and sat next to Grandma Lihua, struggling and said, "Grandma, I'm not at ease."

Grandma Lihua held herbal medicines in each hand, and nodded repeatedly: "If you are not down-to-earth, you have to be down-to-earth, you are already a mother."

Grandma Lihua patted the cub's head: "Aren't they growing any more?"

"It's slower than before, it seems to be the speed of an ordinary wolf." Yaoyao sniffed, looking at the vast wasteland, the towering mountains in the distance reflected the cold silver light, "Is it snowing?"

"No, maybe in a few days."

Yaoyao swallowed: "Grandma, tell me the truth, can this medicine be made?"

A long time ago, Yaoyao asked Grandma Lihua to help her develop a medicine that could treat leg injuries. She wanted to heal the injured legs of the lame wolf.

"I thought about it too. I've been thinking about this before. Wolf traps are everywhere. If this can be done, it will benefit the wolves." Grandma Lihua sniffed the smell of herbs on her fingertips, "Now I have made some. It’s just something close to it.”

Yaoyao hurried over and asked: "What's the matter, I'll look for it."

"No, this thing is very rare, and only the old wolf king can find it. I asked him for it last time." Grandma Lihua said, slowing down, "Tell me the truth, do you want to give it to you?" The lame husband?"

Yaoyao was speechless: "Yes..."

She lowered her eyes and touched the child's face: "You should have known."

"I'm not trying to scold you," Grandma Lihua sighed, "I'm partial to you, you know that this medicine is precious, you can only use it once, if you give it to you, you won't be able to share it with others, if it can cure it, it's fine. Although it’s not for our own people, it’s fulfilling your wish.”

"It's just that its leg has been there for a long time. I think that even the best medicine is useless. Compared with it, this medicine can heal fresh wounds better."

Yaoyao said blankly: "Then there is no other way?"

Grandma Lihua shook her head: "It's really gone, you have to recognize the reality."

Yaoyao lowered her eyebrows, thought for a long time, and said: "Grandma, you should give me this medicine, blame me for being too selfish, even if it's useless, I want to give it to him to try."

Although they are already separated from each other, and the life and death of each other is still unknown, this is probably the normal state of wolves' existence, and they must seek hope in despair.

Grandma Lihua stared at her silently, then nodded helplessly and sympathetically.

Here, ice skates are hung on the eaves in rows, and when the sunset glows, the breeze blows up, like a lake of water smashing gold.

One-eyed has been recuperating for some time, he was disfigured by Mo Yan, half of his face was torn.

He was mad with anger, talked incoherently, and smashed things every day.

He pointed at Gou Le and yelled: "You son of a bitch, your team is letting the water go! Why are you trying to respond internally and externally? I think you're partial to that evolved wolf!"

Gou Le was already angry in his heart, and began to bear it, and then he really quarreled with him: "I was opposed to this plan in the early days, have you heard of me? Now you are injured and blame others, this matter It’s not like you don’t know about the risk, so go ask which hunter who acts at night, what do you think you are, wild wolf?”

One-eyed seemed to be insane, wrinkled half of his face and smiled distortedly, his face was hurt, and the wound was torn open when he smiled, and a lot of blood was soaked from that half of the bandage: "Oh, blame me now, my good brother, you What did you say about me at the time, lost my mind? I think you are serious, why, you like the countryside, do you want to fall in love with wolves?"

Gou Le got angry and stopped talking to him.

One-eyed vented his anger on the captured evolved wolf. He skinned the wolf while it was still alive and cramped, and the room was filled with the smell of blood and the screams of the wolf.Gou Le looked at it with a sigh of relief, and the one-eyed was still laughing. He was obviously distracted by the stimulation this time, and he even ordered the evolution wolf to turn into a human appearance and let him ravage|ravage it.

He asked over and over again, "Who is the one-eared wolf?"

He already knew the answer, but he was still asking. Most of the evolutionary wolves looked at him with hatred, and they would not let go even if they were in pain. The only cowardly evolutionary wolf answered him in a shrill cry, that was their head. Wolf, named Mo Yan.

What about the human?one-eyed asked.

It was his partner, Tang Fuchu.He is a real human being.

Gou Le couldn't bear it anymore, and shot the dying evolution wolf with a sullen face.

One-eyed was thoughtful, and he didn't blame him. He even covered his ears a little playfully. He sat down cheerfully: "Interesting, really interesting."

Gou Le couldn't bear it anymore: "What else do you want to do? You killed all these wolves, we can say that we got nothing!"

"Why didn't they get anything? They don't need wolves to survive the winter?" One-eyed said with a smile, "Wolves are not happy, but I am happy."

Gou Le is disheartened. He feels that his cooperation with Cyclops is coming to an end.

Several hounds were lost this time, and One Eye tortured the evolved wolves to death. He had to use money to send those dissatisfied hunters away.

One Eye didn't realize it, and smiled weirdly at them.

Gou Le packed things in front of Duo Yan, who cocked his legs and hummed a ditty while holding a gun.

Gou Le took one last look at Cyclops before leaving, and said sadly: "You can do it yourself."

One-eyed half of his face was covered with bandages, he smiled at him, and stretched out his finger: "Bye~"

Gou Le took a breath and walked into the wolf forest. After walking a few steps, snowflakes fell on his shoulders.

It's snowing, he thought bewilderedly.

Tianyuan, are you still alive?