The father was bitten to death by the wolf, and the son lost a leg to avenge his father

When I returned to the village this year, I saw the old man who was limping again, his surname was Luo, he was missing half a leg, and everyone in the village called him Luo Lame. In my impression, Luo Lame man woke up every day and leaned against the wall to bask in the sun, no matter how cold or hot it was.

　　He had no children under his knees, and his life in his later years was somewhat bleak, and the people in the village would always receive a little help, most of the time they still relied on government relief.

　　I heard from the people in the village that when He was young, Luo Lame had good legs and was strong, and he had killed wolves with his bare hands.

　　I always feel that the people in the village are blindly saying, how can people kill wolves?

　　Whenever I showed an unbelievable expression, the villagers would look at me squarely and tell me the story of the lame man who killed the wolf again.

　　When Luo Lame was eighteen years old, his legs were not yet broken, and he followed his father to farm in the fields, and the tigers and tigers were powerful, and the grandfathers were bigger and more round than the other.

　　When the mango harvested the wheat, the father and son always cut the wheat in the morning, went home to sleep at noon, and came out to cut it again at night, and did not come home until midnight.

　　That night Luo Lame's father got dressed and prepared to go to the field, he saw that Luo Lame was still sleeping, and his mother originally wanted to wake Luo Lame, but the father signaled to his mother not to disturb Luo Lame, and it was really too hard to cut the wheat recently, so let the doll sleep a little longer.

　　By the time Luo Lame woke up, it was already more than ten o'clock in the night. He took two pieces from his mother's steamed bun and stuffed them into his pocket, picked up his scythe, and went to the ground in the moonlight.

　　The moon that night was exceptionally bright, and the wind blew the wheat fields on both sides of the road to a rhythmic rhythm.

　　Strangely, Luo Lame stood on the edge of his own wheat field, looking around and couldn't find his father, and there was no one around, only the sound of "Salsa" from the wind blowing the wheat field.

　　"Daddy—" The cry of the crippled man rang out from the wheat field.

　　Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly saw something moving in the wheat field not far away.

　　He picked up the scythe and carefully passed by, and when he looked closer, Luo Lame almost fainted, and he saw his father fall to the ground, and the place of his neck was bitten by some beast, and the black-brown blood was still oozing out. The most unbearable thing was my father's stomach, the intestines had been pulled out, some were eaten, and some were dragged to a distance of three or four meters.

　　Luo Lame Zi was in great pain, and while crying, he put his father's corpse piecemeal together, he took off his clothes and wrapped his father's body, no matter what, he wanted to take his father back to the thick burial, and he must not let his father die tragically and could not be buried.

　　The police station came, and they also brought a wildlife expert, and after the expert's judgment, the beast that killed the father should be a wolf.

　　We did have wolves in this place earlier, and we often heard people say that wolves were so hungry that they would come down from the mountains to take away the village chickens or ducks and other domestic animals, and even hurt people. For this reason, the people in the village put a lot of traps on the mountain, hunted and killed many wolves, and the villagers killed the wolves and took them to the market to sell for money. How could the crippled man think of his father being so strong, how could he make a wolf bite like this.

　　When he kept vigil for his father, Luo Lame actually dozed off in the spiritual hall, he was too tired, after his father died, his mother was physically and mentally exhausted, and she was also bedridden, and there was only one person outside the family who relied on Luo Lame.

　　In a trance, he had a dream, dreaming that his father had actually come back to life, and Luo Cripple cried with joy, and he asked his father, "Father, are you still alive?" ”

　　The father stared at Luo Lame with a stiff gaze, and said with a haggard face, "I was killed by a white wolf in the back mountain, and I cannot be reincarnated without revenge." ”

　　Luo Lame still wanted to ask his father, but his father's shadow blurred, and he suddenly woke up and found that it was a dream!

　　People often say that they think about it every day and dream about it at night, and maybe they miss their father too much to have such strange dreams.

　　On the day of his father's burial, Luo Lame sent away his relatives and friends, and sat alone in front of his father's grave and wept bitterly.

　　Suddenly, he saw that right in front of his eyes, a pure white wolf was staring at himself with blood-red eyes.

　　Luo Lame stood up sharply, and the wolf also turned and ran towards the mountain.

　　This time Luo Lame believed, and his father was dreaming of himself that night. The father could not reincarnate because of this evil wolf, thinking of this, the hatred for the wolf in his heart reached the extreme, the blood veins were spurting, and he pulled out his legs and ran in the direction of the white wolf.

　　Strange to say, the white wolf seemed to be deliberately waiting for Luo Lame, running, stopping, and waiting until Luo Lame was close to him before continuing to run.

　　Luo Lame didn't care so much, he just wanted to catch up and kill this evil wolf.

　　The mountain is no better than the village, where the trees are lush and the view is not good, Luo Lame only stared at the white wolf deadly, forgetting that there were many traps in the mountains, and only thinking about revenge, he actually accidentally hit a foot on the leaf-covered trap.

　　This trap is specially made, made of pig iron, and many large beasts in the mountains have broken their legs by live clamps.

　　At this moment, Luo Lame Zi was clamped hard and the leg by this beast, and he felt that his bones had been broken, only a layer of skin and flesh was still sticking, an indescribable pain drilled into his bones, and the moment he fell to the ground, he saw that the white wolf was slowly walking towards him...

　　His lower limbs became numb from bleeding too much, and Luo Cripple could see his own blood flowing all over the ground...

　　The white wolf stretched out its long tongue against the bright red blood on the ground, licking back and forth, as if it were enjoying a delicious meal.

　　Although the pain was unbearable, Luo Lame Zi understood that his leg was probably impossible to keep, and the horizontal vertical was a death, and he must first avenge his father!

　　Luo Lame who had fallen to the ground violently supported his body with his hands, one leg that was not caught, and pedaled back with all his strength, and in less than five seconds, Luo Lame actually jumped and hugged the neck of the white wolf, and the white wolf was surprised, and this beast did not expect that Luo Lame would endure the pain and tear off a leg to attack himself.

　　Luo Lame had tried his best, his lips began to turn white, his entire face turned purple, and the green tendons on his forehead seemed to be about to explode. The white wolf was clamped around the neck by The Lame Man, unable to move at all, only four hooves fluttering back and forth on the ground...

　　When people found Luo Lame, he had already passed out, and the white wolf next to him had already lost his breath, because it delayed the best time to pick up the leg, and the broken leg could no longer be connected.

　　Now whenever a child in the village laughs at Luo Lame, the adults of his family will tirelessly tell the story of Luo Lame killing the wolf to avenge his father.1