On a winter night, the wind was howling outside, and the tents were buried in the snow, and there was no sound. At this time, most people were asleep, and Xiao Wo suddenly climbed out of the sheepfold.
He usually had nowhere to go at night. Although Risong's mother secretly let him sleep in their tent, her husband would definitely beat her because of this, so Wo Tu didn't want to go.
He was such a small kid, about the same size as a lamb. If he hid in the corner of the sheepfold, no one would find him. It was just that the smell was a bit unpleasant, but he didn't care about that.
But he had a warm sleep in the big tent today, and now he couldn't sleep, so he wanted to run around. He was a very brave child, and he could find fun every day. When he climbed out of the sheepfold, a sheep bit his clothes.
Xiao Wo suddenly turned his head and scratched his sheep head, "I don't want to sleep, I'm going out to play~" He pulled back the blackened corner of his clothes, climbed out and looked around. He was going to go to the snow mountain, but the snow mountain was always dangerous, so he first quietly ran to the back of a tent, dug up the snow there, dug out an old dagger from it, then jumped to the door of a tent, dragged up the bow and arrow that was casually thrown there and put it on his back.
He knew that a corner of the low wall had collapsed, and the people in charge of that section of the low wall had not repaired it, so he could easily climb over it. After climbing out of the tribe's gathering place, Little Wotu rushed towards the snow-capped mountains in the dark like a pony. His eyes could see things clearly in the dark, so he smoothly passed through the dwarf fir bushes, dragging several broken branches, and ran into the mountains.
The snowy mountains, which are dangerous to many people, are very interesting to Xiao Wotu. He knows that there is a lake in the snowy mountains, which is warm even in winter and is not cold at all. In his opinion, it is the "holy lake" that only appears in various myths and legends. As usual, he came there, threw away his bow and arrows and the leather wrapped around his body, and jumped into the warm water.
He was very agile in the water, moving around like a fish. He opened his eyes in the water and let himself float in the warm darkness, the gentle current soothing him. When he was about to exhale a long breath, he swung his legs to the surface, took a deep breath, and sank back into the water.
He lifted his feet in the water and saw that a wound on his calf was bleeding because of soaking in water for a long time. He wiped it off and climbed back to the shore. He would try his luck nearby to see if he could find any small animals. Although he was very small, hunting seemed to be his innate instinct. He could see rabbits running on the snow and hear birds flying on fir branches.
After catching something edible, he returned to the depression in the mountain wall by the lake, where there were branches he had dragged along the way. The branches he brought last time had dried up, so he squatted there and broke the branches to make a fire to roast food. However, there was not much firewood, so the food was often not roasted, but it didn't matter, he could still eat happily, anyway, he was happy to fill his stomach.
It was just that he was unlucky sometimes and would encounter a bear. In the cold winter, the blind bears on the mountain couldn't find food and came down here. Little Wotu didn't think he could defeat the bear as big as a hill, so his solution was to immediately get into the fluffy snow and bury himself.
Once, the blind bear didn't leave for a long time. He was so cold in the snow that he almost suffocated and couldn't move. A patrol warrior who also went to the snow mountain dragged him out. Later, when he grew up, he met the bear with a blind eye again. He killed it, skinned it, took it back as a footrest, and gave the bear meat to the warrior who saved him.
But that was when he was already 17 or 18 years old. Before skinning the bear, he first killed the old patriarch and most of the Wutu nobles.
In fact, the reason why he took action was very simple, and even a little ridiculous in the eyes of others.
There is a sheep in the sheepfold, with colorful silk tied on its ears, which means it has lived peacefully for a long time. The custom of the Wutu tribe is to choose two sheep from the flock, tie colorful silk on them, and not slaughter them, letting them live to old age to thank God for his kindness. In winter when Xiao Wotu can't run outside, he will sleep next to the sheep's belly. When he runs out of the sheepfold, the sheep will gently bite the corner of his clothes to prevent him from running out.
Whenever Xiao Wo was bitten by it on the corner of his clothes, he would always think of the way his mother grabbed his ears when Risong went out to run around.
As he grew from a child to a teenager, the sheep stayed with him. As the young boy Wotu grew stronger, he no longer relied on the food secretly given to him by the kind people in the tribe. He could go to the grassland to find food on his own. He could catch rabbits, lazy mice, and hunt eagles and birds. He almost didn't want to go back to the tribe.
There used to be many nobles in the tribe, and they oppressed other ordinary people as a matter of course. When a large tribe lasts for a long time, such a class will appear. The children of those nobles hate Wotu because Wotu is better than them. Even though he doesn't have a decent piece of clothing, no jewelry, and the food he eats is far inferior to theirs, he is still the best young man.
One day, when the young boy Wo Tu returned to the tribe, a noble boy of the same age who disliked him sent him a pot of mutton.
There was also a bloody colorful silk.
"Isn't it just a sheep? I killed it specially and asked someone to give you a pot of meat. Try it and see if it tastes good. It's much better than the rabbit you killed. What? Do you really think it's your mother? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. What do you mean by son of the wolf god? I think you are the son of a sheep!"
Wo Tu didn't say anything. He simply cut the man's throat with his dagger, and blood spurted out a long trail. It was his first time killing someone, but he was not afraid.
Everyone was frightened by him, including his biological father, the old patriarch. For many years, the old patriarch was always afraid that he would replace him as predicted, and the reason why he didn't kill him was probably because the witch said that killing him would cause the anger and revenge of the wolf god, so he endured it and wanted to let Wo Tu fend for himself, but who knew that he grew up safely and dared to kill people.
The dead boy's noble father shouted that he wanted to kill him, and the old patriarch finally decided to kill him, but in the end it was Wotu who killed them.
Wotu didn't know how to be a tribe leader, but he understood one thing. Those who would go against the old tribe leader's wishes and secretly give him food; those women who would cover him with a felt blanket in the big tent; those who left their daggers and bows outside and pretended not to know that he had taken them; those who deliberately did not build a low wall and ignored him sneaking out of the tribe, but would follow him and pull him out of the snow and carry him back... He would not let these people be killed at will like that sheep.
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"Wo Tu, why does that sheep have a colorful silk on its ear?" Yin Ruxu pointed at the most conspicuous sheep in the group.
Wo Tu took a look and told her the story of the child and the sheep.
The sheep with the colorful silk tied to it was already another sheep. He ran over to pick up the sheep and showed Yin Ruxu the colorful silk on its ear. The sheep was very obedient in his arms and didn't say a word, only shaking its ears when Yin Ruxu touched its head. Wo Tu stuffed the sheep back into the sheep pile and ran back to continue riding the horses with Yin Ruxu towards the snowy mountains.
He is going to take Yin Ruxu to see the warm water lake on the snow-capped mountains today.
"Why do you like to catch people and let me touch them whenever I see something curious?" Yin Ruxu discovered Wo Tu's habit.
Wo Tu: "I see if you want to touch them. I'll grab the ones that are nice to touch and let you touch them, but I won't catch the ones that are not nice to touch." When it comes to plucking grassland animals, he is the most skilled.
Since the horses could not reach the mountain, Wo Tu led Yin Ruxu up the mountain through the snow. When they passed by a fir forest, he saw branches broken by the snow and habitually grabbed them and dragged them away.
"Look, aren't the traces left by this sweep very interesting?"
Yin Ruxu looked at the traces on the snow and asked after a while, "Is there a bear?"
Wo Tu: "Yes, there were in the past. When I was a kid, I could see them every winter. But in recent years, the warriors in the tribe often go up the mountain to catch bears in winter, so we don't see them very often."
Yin Ruxu pointed at a footprint and said, "Isn't this a bear's footprint?"
Wo suddenly showed a surprised look: "... Wow, it seems there is really a bear." He was secretly happy in his heart. In order to bring his pregnant wife up to play, he came up first and made some preparations. In fact, these footprints were made when he came up yesterday and had nothing to do and wanted to scare his wife.
Yin Ruxu was indeed a little nervous and leaned a little closer to him.
"Look, there are bear footprints here too. Such big footprints look like those of a big bear." Holding Yin Ruxu's hand all the way, Wo Tu pointed at the footprints that suddenly appeared on the snow by the roadside from time to time and said seriously.
Yin Ruxu held his hand tightly at first, but later she showed no expression and even stopped answering him.
Wotu: "The bear might be nearby."
Yin Ruxu suddenly said seriously: "This bear can jump very far and can fly."
Wotu: "Hmm? Why?"
Yin Ruxu: "Because the distance between its previous footprint and the next one is too far, it must have either jumped or flown from one side to the other."
Wo Tu made her laugh. Knowing that she had guessed what was going on, he picked her up and said, "Okay, I'm playing with you. Are you tired? I'll carry you away."
The snow could not accumulate by the warm lake, so a patch of lush green grass grew, which looked particularly fresh and tender in such a winter. The smoke was curling up over the lake, which was all moist water vapor.
Wo Tu put Yin Ruxu by the lake and warmly invited her to test the water temperature. Yin Ruxu tentatively probed the lake water with her fingers, very cautiously. Wo Tu couldn't bear to watch and grabbed her hand and pushed it into the water.
Yin Ruxu: “…”
Wotu: "Is it warm?"
Yin Ruxu: "Well... you are not allowed to take off your clothes."
Wo Tu: "I just want to take a shower here, I don't want to do anything else."
In the end, he took a bath here, and Yin Ruxu soaked her feet at his strong request.
"Are you cold? I've put a piece of leather and some fire-making stuff in the hollow of the mountain wall next to you. Can I get it to cover you?"
Yin Ruxu went with him to the concave part of the mountain wall, only to find that the place was occupied by uninvited guests.
"Hey, this is my place, my skin, you guys better get out of here." Wo Tu squatted there and said to the two pairs of watery eyes.
Yin Ruxu pulled his hair and said, "Forget it, just leave them there. Is this a wolf?"
On the skin that Wotu had just laid out yesterday, two wolf cubs, which were obviously just born, were lying there.
"Why didn't I see the she-wolf?"
"Maybe they left to look for food." Wo Tu said as he tried to catch the two little wolves. "It's strange, how could there be such little wolves at this time? This is not the time for wolves to reproduce on the snowy mountains."
The two wolf cubs were not afraid of him at all, howling and trying to bite his hand. Yin Ruxu pulled his hand back, "Don't grab it, let's go back first, let them stay here temporarily."
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