Running in the heavy rain, Lian'er didn't say anything, just held me tightly with his hands, pursed his lips and looked ahead with all his strength and hurried on.
Thanks to the practice during the previous period, this speed can barely keep up.
I really want to ask something, but I will be choked by the rain when I open my mouth. Besides, I know where we are going without asking. We have been going in this direction every day for the past month.
I was apprehensive, I just hoped that the worst would not happen.
But¡¡
Wiping off the rain on my face, I gasped and looked at the scene in front of me. The beasts were huddling together in a depression at the foot of a cliff to avoid the rain, or maybe they had gotten used to it in the past month and understood something, so they saw me The two of them, especially when I arrived, consciously moved away one after another, revealing the wild wolf mother and son who were huddled in the innermost and leaning against the mountain wall.
The little wolf's condition is very bad, and even those who don't understand it can understand it at the first sight.
I rushed over a few steps, ignoring the drenching all over my body, and reached out to gently untie the soaked bandage at the wound, but as soon as I touched its body, I found that it was trembling slightly, and its small limbs were trembling. The body temperature was lower than usual, and the she-wolf kept licking and wiping it comfortingly, but to no avail.
The medicinal herb applied four days ago had already dried out and changed color. Now that it was rained, it turned into mud and stuck around the wound. I tore off a piece of clothes and pinched off the excess water. I carefully wiped and cleaned the area. Finally, I saw the whitened wound, and there were some symptoms of inflammation around the wound, but it was not serious, and some new flesh had even grown.
From these surfaces, there is not much abnormality, but the situation is indeed very bad.
Could it be a thought flashed in my mind, but I didn't want to believe it. My heart was broken, I hugged the wolf cub into my arms, covered it carefully with my coat, and then rushed out.
But before two steps, just entering the rain and fog, the belt was pulled by a hand.
"Where are you going?" The child looked straight at me.
Because of the conjectures in my heart, I fell into a panic, and for a moment I forgot that someone was standing silently behind me from the beginning to the end. Looking back at her at this time, I found that her eyes were calm, but she seemed calmer than me. .
"Take it to the village at the foot of the mountain. People there often raise livestock, or they know better about healing." I didn't want to take it too seriously, I just told her what I planned at the moment, but she didn't say a word after hearing it. After waiting for a while, he didn't loosen his belt, but asked back: "Why didn't you do this earlier?"
I answered silently until she repeated the question again, and then answered vaguely: "Ordinary people, especially those in mountain villages, are more taboo against beastsuh"
In fact, it¡¯s not just a taboo. The beasts in the mountains have taken the lives of many people who rely on the mountains. This grievance has been accumulated year after year. People in the mountains are proud of being able to capture and kill beasts. Whoever can take the lives of tigers and wolves is someone else. The great heroes in his eyes, it is almost impossible to expect them to save a wolf cub.
However, there is really no other way.
We looked at each other, neither of us spoke, or she could see something from my eyes, she bit her lip, finally let go, but hugged the little wolf in my hand, and smiled coldly: "They taboo We, we will not beg them, a wolf is a wolf, not a dog."
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the wolf cub whined twice as if responding, struggled and pushed himself into her arms.
The surrounding rain is still there, and the fine and long rain threads are intertwined. The mountains and fields seem to be surrounded by a tulle like smoke and mist. Without looking back, he walked to the side of the wolf and sat down, letting her head comfortably rest on the neck of the wolf, but curled up in his hands, stroking and talking over and over again, and kept talking. Keep talking until the little life gradually stopped trembling in her hands.
The female wolf let out a low wail. The sound was like ripples, spreading through the wolves little by little, and eventually resonated in all directions.
Amidst the reverberating low howls, she finally leaned up to rub its little nose, then put down that still limp body, came to me, and said, "Let's go back."
Perhaps it was because I had been in the rain for too long, my limbs were stiff, and my whole body was soaked, but I felt extremely thirsty in my throat. It took me a while to find my voice.
"Just" When he lowered his head, even his neck made a jerky creaking sound: "That's it?"
She looked at me, as if she didn't understand what I meant.
Taking two breaths in a row, the coolness of the water entered the body, and finally woke up the usual self. I looked back at her and asked: "That's it? Always be good.?¡Buried it? "
"Buried?" She tilted her head, her eyes puzzled, as if it was a very uncommon word, and it took a long time to realize it, and replied: "Is it just buried in the soil? But why do you want to bury it? The weather is bad these days, the corpse It's still useful for everyone."
I stared at her as if I had never known her. A bone-chilling chill rose from the soles of my feet and spread to my limbs along the spinal cord. I couldn't believe what I heard, and felt that there must be something wrong. , but the mind clearly judged the implication.
I wanted to talk to her, I wanted to explain to her, but at that moment my body was dominated by emotions. Like her before, I just walked silently to the side of the female wolf, bent down and hugged the little wolf cub body, After thinking about it, I pulled off the bandage on its foot, and took it off together with the fixed splint. I thought that the foot would be tilted to one side as it was when I first saw it, but it didn't.
How sad, I smiled silently, the foot bone is trying to heal, but its owner can't hold on anymore.
After hugging the corpse, I left the wolf pack step by step. No beast stopped me, including the mother wolf who lost her child, or they just got used to it.
The child didn't stop me either. I knew she was following me, but I didn't know and didn't want to know what she was thinking. I just walked forward until I saw a lush tree in the distance. The tree was lush and lush, standing in the rain like a big umbrella, blocking the fine rainwater. I walked under the tree, pulled out the dagger I carried with me, and started digging.
I could feel the line of sight on my back, and I didn't look back. I just wanted to dig the hole deeper, so deep that no beast could dig it out. Fortunately, the sword was a good sword, and the wet soil was easy to dig. How long did it take, I looked at the satisfactory depth, hugged the little beast next to me for one last look, then put it into the pit, picked up a handful of soil and wanted to scatter it down.
At this time, the hand was caught.
"Why?" The familiar voice was right next to my ear: "What good is buried in the soil?"
The voice was full of seriousness and doubts. I didn't raise my eyes to look at her, but replied in a low voice: "It's just so small At worst, I'll catch some prey to give to the wolves as compensation" But this annoyed the owner of the voice In a hurry, she threw my hand holding the soil and said angrily: "I didn't ask this, what's the use of burying it in the soil like this and rotting away a little bit?"
"Lian'er." He sighed softly in his heart, put down the soil in his hands, and looked back at her: "People do many things not just for the sake of being useful. If they are all counted as useful, then burial is useless, sorrow is useless, and even " I looked deeply into those clear eyes: "Your tears are also useless."
She was startled when she heard the words, touched her face indiscriminately, looked at her palms, and replied, "I didn't cry."
"You're crying." I lowered my head and chuckled, "The first time I saw you, you were crying, lying on the corpse of a big wolf, your face was full of tears, but this time you didn't cry, Heart, isn't it uncomfortable?"
Her nostrils moved slightly a few times, without making a sound.
"Come and see." I gently pulled her over and showed her the little wolf in the pit: "It sleeps here, we bury it, and it will sleep here forever. If you miss it in the future, you can You can come here to have a look, you are right, its flesh and blood will disappear little by little, but the skeleton will still be there, still sleeping, and the flesh and blood will return to the land, and a flower will grow next year When the flower comes, it's like it's alive again, isn't it good?"
"Okaybut" She showed a blank look: "Why do you want to do this?"
"Because we like it and have affection for it, we naturally think of it well, and can't bear to see it tortured after death." I guided patiently, but what I got in return was that the bewildered look on that little face became more serious.
"Like, I understand, butlove, what is it?"
She asked, a pair of black and white eyes looked at me for a moment.
My heart skipped a beat for no reason.
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