A long time ago, there was a hunter in the mountains called Big Fool, and he was a good hunter. In order to make his son a good hunter, the big fool often takes his son out hunting with him.
On this day, the big fool found a gray wolf in the back mountain, which was a month old, like a round ball of thread. The big fool raised his gun and wanted to put the little wolf down, but suddenly put down the gun, because he knew that there was a little wolf, there must be a big wolf, and he wanted to catch the big wolf, but he waited, waited, waited until dark, and never saw the shadow of the big wolf.
The fool waited impatiently, and said in his heart: Although the skin of the wolf cub is not very valuable, it is enough to make a hat for his son. So he raised his gun, only to hear a "bang", and the little wolf flipped a few times and did not move. The big fool knew that the sound of gunfire was very likely to attract the big wolf, so he hid it again and continued to wait for the big wolf to appear.
In fact, in the grass opposite, there is really a she-wolf hidden. When it heard the gunshots, it knew that something had happened to the child, but it was afraid of exposing itself and attracting the attention of the fool, so it quietly crawled over and observed in the grass.
The she-wolf is very clever, and when she waits for the big fool to come forward to get the little wolf, she takes the opportunity to pounce on it, bite the big fool's throat, and avenge the child.
The she-wolf found the big fool's gun standing on the trunk of the tree, and the big fool was lying in the grass under the gun. The she-wolf knew that the big fool was not a threat, but the shotgun that threatened her. The she-wolf stared at the gun deadly, motionless, waiting for her chance.
The big fool finally couldn't wait and decided to go get the wolf cub.
He stood up, put the rope of his gun on his shoulder, and walked toward the little wolf with the gun in his hand. Just as he was bending over, the she-wolf swooped down from the side and bit the shotgun's shoulder rope fiercely, only to hear a "clucking" sound, and the satchel was bitten off. In the blink of an eye, the she-wolf shook her head again, and the shotgun was thrown into the grass more than ten meters away.
Perhaps the she-wolf knew that she had to deal with her biggest threat, the shotgun, before she could deal with the big fool, so she didn't directly bite the big fool's throat.
Without the shotgun, the fool quickly took out a dagger from the package in his back. The she-wolf did not show weakness, it opened its mouth wide, and two fierce rays of light shot out of its eyes. But the she-wolf did not take the initiative to attack, but walked back and forth in place. The fool knows that the wolf is fierce and clever, and he must be careful not to fall into his trap.
After a stalemate, the fool thought that to retrieve the shotgun, he would have to lure the wolves in the way. He bent down to pick up a stone the size of a goose egg and threw it at the she-wolf. The she-wolf jumped and dodged the road! The big fool hurried toward the grass. He thought he could get the shotgun smoothly, but soon found that his feet were soft and the grass was full of mud!
Not good, Everglades! Or the scheme of the wolf.
But when I pulled back, it was too late, and my feet were already sunken. The big fool hurriedly lay on the grass, and he could see that the shotgun was in the center of the swamp, and if he went to get it, it would only sink deeper and deeper. So, you have to get closer to the she-wolf.
But the she-wolf was standing on the shore grinning, staring at the big fool. It seems to know that the great fool will soon die in the swamp, and all it has to do is to watch the death of the great fool.
The big fool thought of the rope in the backpack. There is a wire in the middle of the rope, the wolf bites continuously, and the rope has three iron claws at one end, and throwing it out will grab the rock. In that case, there may be salvation.
Seeing that there was an angular rock next to the she-wolf, the big fool picked up the rope, threw it with all his strength, and finally hooked the edge after a few times, and the big fool began to pull the rope to climb this way.
But the big fool clutched the dagger tightly. He knew very well that without the gun, the only thing the wolf feared for himself was this dagger. If the dagger is gone, he will either be the wolf's supper or buried in the swamp.
Just like that, the big fool climbed over the rope with difficulty. The she-wolf saw the big stupid trick, and she jumped on the stone and screamed at the sky.
The fool intensified his efforts, and he was going to climb out of the swamp before the she-wolf's companion arrived. However, after a few minutes, the she-wolf's partner did not come, but instead drilled out another baby wolf.
The little wolf circled around the dead wolf cub, as if he knew everything that was happening. At this time, the she-wolf came to the rock and bent her head. The fool saw a scene he didn't want to see: the she-wolf bit the rope and pulled up the river with herself. Because the big fool crawled in the swamp, it was not easy to exert himself, and the rope was pulled loose by the she-wolf in a short while. Taking advantage of this slow momentum, the little wolf jumped behind the she-wolf with understanding and took the iron hook from the edge with her mouth. Then, as soon as the she-wolf let go, the rope was pulled into the swamp by the big fool.
The big fool was stunned at once, the she-wolf was going to trap herself in the swamp! You have to think of a second way.
Suddenly, the big fool saw that the big tree where the shotgun had just been placed had a thick branch closer to him. The fool began to think about using this branch to save himself.
He put the rope away and began to throw it at the branches, and after four or five times the iron hook finally hung on to the branches. The big fool bit the dagger and began to climb up the branches.
Because of the proximity to the swamp, the she-wolf did not dare to rush forward and bite. Just like that, the big fool climbed up smoothly.
At this time, the she-wolf climbed up the rock again and "screamed" at the sky.
Ignoring the wolf howl, the fool finally climbed up the tree. Looking down, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: the she-wolf had summoned six wolves and was sitting around the tree, staring at herself.
The big silly head buzzed. At this time, it was already dark, the mountain wind was very cold, the stupid clothes were soaked again, and he did not dare to sleep in the trees, so he had to spend the night in a hurry.
At dawn, there were still six wolves crouching under the trees, waiting for the big fool to fall down when their breakfast was over!
Suddenly, the big fool saw a figure approaching him not far away, it turned out to be his son's little boots!
I saw the little boot holding the old shotgun in his hand. The fool knew that he had used it a long time ago, and that he could barely use it now, and when he came out hunting with his boots, the boots carried the old shotgun. The big fool is worried, how can a child deal with six wolves!
So, the big fool shouted: "Little boots, hurry up, don't come over!" ”
The she-wolf ran in the direction of the big stupid shout, and in the blink of an eye, she reached the child.
The little boots held the gun to calm the she-wolf, and the she-wolf looked at the muzzle of the gun and took a few steps back.
The big fool was very worried about his son's safety, and in order to attract the she-wolf to leave his son, the big fool went out, jumped from the tree, and fought with the wolves.
The she-wolf heard the noise and turned and hurried toward the big fool.
Seeing the wolves tearing at the father, the boots ran to the father while "banging" a shot in the direction of the she-wolf, but did not hit.
The wolves heard the gunshots and did not dare to bite the fool, and all retreated behind the grass. Little Boots saw blood on his father's legs and arms, and he gritted his teeth and fired another shot at the wolves, but he didn't hit them.
The big fool thought about it and understood that these two shots, the little boots, deliberately did not aim at the wolf, because the old shotgun only had two gunpowder bullets, and the purpose of the son firing two shots in a row was to scare away the wolves.
Sure enough, the wolves saw that the situation was unfavorable and fled.
The little boots ran to his father's side, and the big fool ignored the shotgun in the swamp, grabbed his son, and limped up, and ran home in one breath. The boots called for hot water, scrubbed my father's wounds, and served some herbs.
However, the big silly leg began to swell and still had pus.
Xiao Boots found a Lang Zhong, Lang Zhong shook his head after looking at it, and said: "Wolves eat raw meat, bacteria breed in the mouth, I see that your wounds are afraid of being infected by bacteria, I heard the master say that this is called 'wolf poison', the Chinese medicine in the medicine shop can only be relieved, can not be cured." After a long time, this leg can't be saved! ”
After saying that, prescribe a few medications and leave.
The big fool was shocked, looking at his wife and children, he was very sad.
He went to town with fangzi and boots to grab the medicine, and said to his father, "I recognize these medicines, when I went up the mountain to find you, I saw them near the wolves, and I went to dig some of them so that I could save some money." Despite his family's objections, The little boots took the old shotgun and went to the mountains to dig for herbs.
However, the little boots got lost after entering the mountain and could not find the swamp. When I was in a hurry, I found a little wolf in the grass in front of me - it was the one from yesterday!
The boots aimed at the little wolf, but for fear of alarming the she-wolf, she lowered her gun again. Anyway, he was looking for medicine, as long as the little wolf took himself to the swamp. He quietly followed the little wolf, who knows, the little wolf did not take himself to the swamp, but came to a cave.
The little boots found that the grass around the cave entrance was dense, and only the grass on the cave entrance dried up and died. But among these dead grasses, there is a shrub with turquoise leaves and good growth. Looking at the inside of the cave, it is very smooth, and the top is a root system through which grass and shrubs pass through. But why did the grass die and the shrubs survive?
The boots are bright: the grass must have been poisoned by the bacteria on the wolf, and the bush has an anti-wolf poison substance, which can detoxify the wolf!
The little boots waited for a long time, and saw the big wolf taking the little wolf out of the hole to find food, so he ran over to open the backpack and plucked all the leaves and granular fruits of the bush. Then hurry down the hill.
Sure enough, when the little boots arrived home, they boiled a pot of soup for their father, and after his father drank it, his legs did not swell that night. A few days later, when the leaves were finished and the big silly wound was healed, he squeezed a few seeds and sighed, "Actually, it was the wolf who saved us!" ”
Since then, the big fool has stopped hunting, and has saved many people by relying on this secret recipe.
Source: Garment Aaron
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