At that moment, my heart almost burst out of my chest. Even though I didn’t have much strength, I still struggled to swing forward, trying to catch Zhao Yingjun. The scene in front of me became increasingly blurry, as if my body was floating in the clouds, but
I just thought that Zhao Yingjun must not get into trouble, let alone die. Although this big man with a beard is wretched and rude, in fact, he takes great care of his friends.
The body of Zhao Yingjun above relaxed, but his skills are very outstanding, especially since he has been doing some highly stressful things all year round, so his reaction speed is beyond imagination. While his body relaxed, one of his hands was in danger.
A stone hit him, and his whole body was suspended in the air, swaying back and forth. Immediately afterwards, Duoji, who was huddled in the depression, bent down and stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yingjun. The two of them worked together, and Zhao Yingjun kicked his legs and climbed to Duoji's side. I was in a trance.
He broke out in a cold sweat. This was Zhao Yingjun. If another person came over, he had already fallen and was half dead.
Suddenly, Duoji shouted, and the shout contained anger. It was probably that the fox had really pissed off the old man. The incessant jingling sounds around him seemed to pause for half a second as Duoji shouted, but
As soon as the shouting stopped, it occupied the entire space overwhelmingly. At this time, it was not just a problem of blurred vision. As soon as I heard those jingling sounds, I felt sick, my heart felt stuffy, I felt unspeakably irritated, and I couldn't even breathe.
Not all smooth.
Dong... Dong Dong...
A sound similar to the sound of a drum suddenly came from Duoji. Although the sound of the drum was not loud, it was equally penetrating. My heart beat with the sound of the drum. However, two old crescent copper belts
The irritability and confusion that I felt were relieved a lot immediately.
As soon as the sound of the drum appeared, it was drowned out by the tinkling sound. I looked up and saw that Duoji seemed to be beating something like a small tambourine. The drum body was pitch black and the drum head was gray. I don’t know how old it was.
It's an old thing. After the drum sound was drowned, it was like a small boat in the storm, emerging from the undulating waves. This was repeated several times, and the drum sound seemed to gradually gain the upper hand, although this confrontation was difficult to see.
You can't see it, but you can clearly feel that the tinkling sound of the old crescent copper is slightly messy.
Duoji and the fox are fighting. I don’t know how Zhao Yingjun feels. Anyway, I am almost dying. Every time the jingle and drum sound alternately take over, I will have different feelings. After about a few minutes, everything is everywhere
The tinkling sound gradually weakened, and there were a few tinkling sounds that could be detected from obvious sources.
Ding dong…
Finally, all the jingles gathered in one place, and I felt as if something had trampled a few small stones off my head. I hurriedly shined the light over there. For a moment, I seemed to see a shadow on the edge of the light.
Flash past.[
It must be the fox. Without thinking, I raised my hand and fired the hand crossbow. At this distance, the powerful hand crossbow was very lethal, but I was not sure whether it could hit the fox. I continued to take pictures, but I couldn't see.
Now comes the fox. This is really a spiritual creature in the mountains and forests, walking on flat ground in such rugged terrain.
The sound of the drums still continued, and Zhao Yingjun had also calmed down. His sensory capabilities were much stronger than mine. He shined a flashlight upwards and back, and fired a shot from time to time. In the intervals between the gunshots, I heard
Two chirping sounds, I don’t know if they were made by foxes. Zhao Yingjun was working hard, and Duoji was not idle either. His old face was almost wrinkled into a walnut, and he played the dark tambourine as densely as raindrops. The jingle disappeared as soon as the sound disappeared.
, that kind of drum sound was very unbearable, so I loaded another arrow into the hand crossbow and searched for the shadow of the fox.
"Fuck you, fuck you..." Dorje shouted loudly while playing the tambourine. It might be one of his mantras or scriptures, but no matter how it sounded, it sounded like he was cursing.
Wow...
When the sound of the drums reached a certain level, a piece of broken stone fell down from the stone wall more than ten meters above our heads. Then, Zhao Yingjun's flashlight illuminated the fox, which seemed to be attracted by the sound of the drums.
He was so shaken that he couldn't hold on, and his two hind legs stepped off a piece of loose stone, leaving only his front paws scratching the stone, and his body was crumbling. Wild animals living in the mountains have low IQs, but their adaptability is actually stronger than that of humans.
This was especially true for this fox. The moment his body lost balance, his two dangling hind legs tried to find a place to stay.
"go!"
Duoji yelled, and I saw two groups of phosphorescent things in the dim light quickly jumping up along the stone wall, almost in the blink of an eye, they jumped to the place where the fox was. After all, this is not flat ground, and
No matter how cunning the fox is, it is still a living body of flesh and blood. However, the two little ghosts raised by Duoji did not have any worries and clung to the fox as soon as they jumped over.
"We must not let it run away this time!" Zhao Yingjun perked up and his eyes flew, looking for a fulcrum to climb up.
The cries of the fox were mixed with the creepy screams of children. I saw the fox clawing at the stone, its body twisting like a twist, and its two hind legs trying to crawl on a place where it could borrow strength several times.
He went up, but was trapped by the little devils. After fighting like this for a while, the fox was obviously weak. It shook its head vigorously, and the two crescent-shaped old copper pieces on its neck clanged, and a group of little devils with a slight phosphorescence banged.
It seemed to explode, leaving only a faint and shrill scream in the roaring sound of water.
"Damn it!" Zhao Yingjun wiped it on his body fiercely, stepped forward in one step, then grabbed the rope hanging by the stone wall, and climbed up quickly. He was very scary when he hit hard, and his momentum was completely to destroy his opponent.
Kill him or he will never give up.
The two pieces of old crescent copper on the fox's neck are really strange. When they jingle, the vicious little devil is very taboo about them. However, the little devil does not run away and is still there to pester the fox. One of the fox's hind legs is caught and can be borrowed.
However, the other hind leg was wrapped in a ball of phosphorescence and could not be shaken off no matter how hard it was shaken. It barely stood firm and used only one hind leg to exert force. It jumped up and quickly climbed up the extremely steep rock wall.
move.
At this moment, Zhao Yingjun also quickly climbed to a position parallel to the fox. His eyesight is better than mine. At a glance, he saw that one of the fox's hind legs had an inconspicuous blood stain. It must have been from the last injury that has not yet healed.
Zhao Yingjun stretched out his hand, raised his gun, and fired with a bang. His shooting skills were very good, and the distance was so close. The shot hit the fox's lower back, and the impact caused the fox to roll and slide down the cliff.
But after the fox slipped a few meters, it caught something with its paws, and the falling momentum slowed down. It was during this slow gap that it actually moved along a horizontal depression in the cliff, trying to get out of Zhao Yingjun's sight.
Zhao Yingjun did not hesitate. The gun in his hand drew an arc along with the movement of the fox, and a ball of sparks erupted from the muzzle. The gun hit again. The moving fox finally couldn't hold on any longer. His claws loosened and his body
It fell rapidly. Before I could fully react, I found that the falling fox seemed to be caught by something, and it was suddenly hanging very close to me.
After the fox was caught, it was still swaying slightly. Now I could see clearly that it was the rusty 38 cap. Zhao Yingjun had casually hung it there before. The rusty bayonet in front of the muzzle was tilted. It was tilted upward, and by chance, the fox fell from it and was immediately stabbed by the bayonet.
Zhao Yingjun and Duoji both came down quickly. It wasn't until they arrived that I started to move little by little. We got closer to the fox, and its body was completely pierced by the bayonet. It was just hanging on the 38 cover. We got closer. At that time, it had not completely died. When I looked at it, it seemed to be concentrating on looking at me.[
Its internal organs must have been pierced, and blood was oozing out from its mouth and nose. This kind of trauma is unbearable for people, but this fox didn't seem to feel any pain. It was hung on the bayonet and looked very special. Quietly. Its eyes began to darken, and I always felt that this was not an animal, but a person, a person who had been cornered.
That feeling made me inexplicably surprised, and at the same time there was a touch of sadness. I seemed to have completely forgotten that this fox almost made me fall to death ten minutes ago. I even began to sympathize with it, feeling that if it weren't for this If the 38-year-old Gai is accidentally hung here, even if it falls, it will not die like this.
Zhao Yingjun would not show any mercy. Even though the fox was hung tightly on the bayonet in front of the gun barrel, he still raised the gun for safety, pointed the muzzle directly at the fox's head, and shot him. , the fox’s head will definitely explode.
Just when Zhao Yingjun's finger was about to pull the trigger, the fox suddenly made a very strange move. It stretched out a paw with difficulty and wiped it back and forth on its mouth. Its mouth and nose were all filled with Blood, the paws were immediately covered with blood, and then the fox scratched something with its paws on the stone wall next to it. This move immediately made Zhao Yingjun stop planning to shoot. This guy's curiosity will never diminish at any time. .
The fox's claws left traces on the stone wall little by little. Those traces suddenly looked messy, but after careful examination, they felt that they were not graffiti.
It left two groups of blood stains, and after that, it stopped making any movement. Its claws were lowered, and its eyes were completely dim. However, the corner of its mouth curled up, and the arc looked like a slight sneer.
Ding dong…
The fox's head also drooped down, and the two pieces of old crescent copper between its neck made a final collision sound. After it died, the three of us stood there, looking at the two blood stains on the stone wall.
"What is that?" I always find it indescribably strange. Before a person dies, no matter what traces he leaves behind, it is excusable. After all, he is the most intelligent creature on the planet, but what about a fox?
"Wait, wait." Zhao Yingjun put away his gun, touched his chin, and said, "Let me think about it."
"Do you know what this is?" I looked at the two blood stains. They were abstract and unfamiliar. I had never seen them before and had no impression of them.
Zhao Yingjun didn't speak and was thinking alone. After a minute or two, he suddenly slapped his forehead: "I remembered! This fucking word is a word!"