"One-eyed old wolf, what is that?" Meng Shiyu and I looked at each other, and we both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
The Orion hunter shrank his neck, looked around cautiously and said, "The one-eyed old wolf is an old wolf from Dawang Mountain."
"Speaking of the one-eyed old wolf, few people around us don't know it. One-eyed old wolves have almost lived for more than ten years. In our opinion, if a wolf can live for so many years, it is simply a spirit.
When the one-eyed old wolf was first discovered by us more than ten years ago, one of its eyes was blinded by a hunter from our Tieshu Village. At that time, it bled a lot and was also blinded in one eye.
It is considered disabled among the wolves. Even if it is not abandoned by the wolves, it will definitely not be able to get down.
But what surprised us was that the one-eyed old wolf disappeared for a while after becoming blind.
When it reappeared, it didn't know why it came down the mountain, so she found the home of the hunter who had blinded one of its eyes, and then took advantage of the darkness and bit the whole family to death.
Later, by the time we heard the noise and came out to check the situation, it was already too late.
Speaking of which, it was really a bloody night, and even the moon that night was different from usual, it was red."
Speaking of this, Old Orion looked up at the sky for a while, and then said with lingering fear, "When I saw the one-eyed old wolf that night, it was standing on a big rock at the entrance of our village. It didn't show any reaction after seeing me using it.
Not showing the slightest timidity, it even looked at me, looked up to the sky and howled at the moon.
Now I'm not afraid of you two making fun of me. I have been hunting for so many years and have experienced many battles. I have seen all kinds of storms and waves, but the one-eyed old wolf at that time actually scared me.
Although the one-eyed old wolf only has one eye, to be honest, looking like this makes people more timid."
The old hunter lit up a cigarette. "Now speaking of it, if the one-eyed old wolf decided to kill me at that time, I would not have been able to resist it in my condition at that time. I am not afraid that you will think I am embarrassed. I have been hunting for so many years, and there is a very good one."
My deep feeling is that no matter how ferocious animals you encounter in the mountains, you cannot be afraid. Once you are afraid, it will show in your expressions and body language. Those in the mountains understand me very well.
They are cunning. Once they see that you are scared, they will pounce on you without hesitation, tear you into pieces, and then eat you slowly.
But I don’t know what happened to the old wolf that night. Maybe he thought he had killed too many people. In short, he didn’t kill me when he saw me. He just looked at me coldly, and then started to kill me.
He jumped off the rock and left."
After Old Orion finished speaking, I also took a breath of cold air. This one-eyed old wolf is so legendary!
Is it true that it has become a spirit as Orion Lao Tie said? Doesn't it mean that no animals have become spirits since the founding of the People's Republic of China?
And how did the one-eyed old wolf find the home of the hunter who blinded it?
"But don't hunters usually have hunting dogs in their homes? Wouldn't that dead hunter be unprepared at all?" I said.
But as soon as I finished speaking, I realized that I had asked a very stupid question.
Although I have never seen the one-eyed old wolf, I can also know from the narrative of Orion Lao Tie that the one-eyed old wolf must be an extremely ferocious and menacing old wolf. Even an old hunter like Orion Lao Tie, who has been hunting for decades, saw
The one-eyed old wolf was scared to death, let alone a hound.
Sure enough, the old hunter gave me a white look and said, "Later we went to see the hunter's hunting dog, and it was also bitten to death, and its neck was bitten off. We estimate that the one-eyed old wolf pounced on the hunting dog as soon as he saw it.
, it was bitten to death in one go.”
"So, does this one-eyed old wolf often come down the mountain to harass you now?" Meng Shiyu asked.
"Yeah." Old Orion Tie nodded and said, "The one-eyed old wolf came and went without a trace. Even us old hunters couldn't do anything about it. I haven't seen it since then, but we in Tieshu Village often
Some poultry would be lost, and occasionally a few people would die. Some people saw a one-eyed old wolf when they went to the toilet at night.
That’s why I remind you that when you sleep at night, if there is nothing important, don’t come out. The mountains are not safe in the first place, and there are one-eyed old wolves here.”
Meng Shiyu and I nodded and agreed. Life is precious, so naturally we cannot joke with our own lives.
Old Orion didn't say anything more, but led us into the house.
Orion Lao Tie brought out a lot of pickled game to entertain Meng Shiyu and me, as well as the fruit wine he specially brewed.
After we had eaten and drank enough, we went to our respective rooms to rest.
Maybe it was because I ate too much game meat pickled by Orion Laotie during dinner, so my throat felt like it was on fire and I felt uncomfortable with thirst.
I ran to the living room on the first floor and drank a glass of water.
"Woo..." After I finished drinking a glass of water, I suddenly heard a "Woo" sound coming from outside the door, as if someone was squatting at the door crying.
But it’s too scary to hear crying in the middle of the night!
I walked to the yard, ready to go out and take a look, but when I walked into the yard, I suddenly heard the warning from the old man Orion.
Never go out at night unless there is an emergency.
Thinking about the legend of the one-eyed old wolf, I gave up the idea.
I turned around and walked towards the house, but the sound of "woo-hoo" continued to come from behind me.
There is a problem with me. Once an idea pops up in my mind, it is difficult to give it up.
I think even if I go out now, I won't be able to sleep, so I might as well go out and take a look.
Moreover, the sound of "Woo-Woo" couldn't be the cry of a one-eyed old wolf. It should be something else.
So with this thought in mind, I opened the door and went out. It was cold in the early autumn night, but I didn't see anything outside.
And the "woo-woo" sound that I always remembered before has now disappeared.
I wondered in my heart, what is going on?
I looked around carefully and still didn't see anything.
I murmured in my heart, and then I planned to go back to sleep.
But I just took a few steps, and suddenly something was put on my shoulder.
Is it a ghost shoulder?
"Hou..." As if to confirm my guess, a hoarse growl suddenly came from behind me, like a wolf!