Shang Zhen climbed up the big rock again, even though it took a lot of effort this time.
But standing on the boulder overlooking the jackals lying on the ground, he felt that he was lucky.
Fortunately, in the dim sky, I first climbed this boulder that was higher than the house, and the route to climb the boulder was just that, and he still had a machete in his hand.
The price he paid for this was that his hands were broken, his ankles were weakened, and Progueil became bald.
Oh, yes, and the mother lynx has already swallowed her last breath.
And why Shang Zhen once again endured the sharp pain in his ankle and climbed onto this boulder, of course it was for the little milk cat.
The ankle pain was severe, and of course Shang Zhen didn't want to climb onto this rock.
But he told the little milk cat to come down, but the little milk cat didn't dare.
As far as Shang Zhen is concerned, the "step" that goes up can be climbed if it wasn't for an ankle injury.
But in terms of that little cat with a higher ankle bone than Shang Zhen, it is tantamount to the sky.
The little milk cat just wandered around for a while and didn't dare to come down and disappeared. Shang Zhen guessed that the little cat must be looking for its mother.
Shang Zhen saw that the little milk cat was afraid to come down, so he could only come up and take it down.
When Shang Zhen endured the pain and finally climbed up the boulder, he saw the little milk cat lying next to the big cat and licking the big cat's wound with his tongue.
Shang Zhen thought, this little toy shouldn't figure out that its mother is dead now, maybe it can wake up its mother by doing so subconsciously.
When he met a family of three big cats, Shang Zhen had an idea that he would also raise a lynx.
That is how an ordinary lynx can beat two jackals, not to mention that the parents of this little playboy are so big!
It's just that at this time the two big cats are already dead, but Shang Zhen is not in the slightest joy. Seeing the cute look of the little milk cat and the big cat that has died, he has something in his heart instead. Homesickness.
But before the Shang Zhen had time to think about how to go home, there was a breeze blowing in the distance.
Although the wind was not strong, it was enough to make Shang Zhen agitate.
He hadn't forgotten the scene when the wind was blowing and there was no light.
So, the most important thing now is to find a place to shelter from the wind!
Shang Zhen pushed the jackal on the boulder off the boulder, and threw down the horse meat wolf's leg that he had thrown on the boulder.
Then he grabbed the little milk cat, held it in his arms, and limped to the edge of the big rock.
"Oh oh oh", the little milk cat yelled again and poked its little head out of Shang Zhen's arms.
It twisted its body desperately to avoid Shang Zhen's body. It didn't understand why its mother didn't follow them.
Children are relatives to mothers, humans and animals are the same.
Shang Zhen remembered that when the male lynx died, this little milk cat had never done this before!
Somehow, Shang Zhen felt sore tears almost flowed out in front of him, and he missed his mother too.
Half an hour later, the whistling sound of "Ao Ao Ao" sounded again, and the world was gone for a while.
Shang Zhen hung two wolf thighs around his neck, holding the scimitar in his right hand, and finally limped into a deep valley.
To say that this is a deep valley does not mean that this valley must be lower than other valleys in terms of terrain, but because the mountains here are particularly high. The so-called deep valley means from high to low.
Lei Ming guessed that the squally wind was about to rise. Naturally, he had to think about where to hide to be safe.
Naturally, the taller and wider the back of the mountain is, the safer it is because of the wind!
So he was lucky enough to enter this valley, and as expected, the wind here is much smaller.
He has already observed the terrain. The mountains in front of him and on both sides are still craters connected together, but they just provide him with a safety barrier.
"Oh my god!" Shang Zhen yelled when he was finally safe, and then sat down on the ground.
"Oh oh oh" Xiaomao yelled, and then poked its little furry head out of Shang Zhen's arms.
"You messed up!" Shang Zhen rubbed the little milk cat's head indiscriminately with his hands.
The reason why Shang Zhen said that the little milk cat was causing trouble was because the existence of the little milk cat caused him to take a piece of meat less.
That little milk cat is a living creature. It might be worried about its mother again. How could it be honest in Shang Zhen's arms
However, Shang Zhen knew that if this little kid was thrown away by himself, the more and more wind might wind it up wherever he went!
So Shang Zhen kept pressing it with his left hand along the way. Originally, this hand could hold more meat.
As for the water bag, Shang Zhen didn't need to hold it specially, but he tied the water bag around his waist.
Shang Zhen had been herding sheep when he was young, and it would be a whole day as soon as he went out.
But he knew that if this guy didn't have the right thing to do, he would really know how many sins he would suffer outside.
He wanted to take all the jackals that had died, in such a barren valley, he couldn't think of anything to eat besides eating those jackals.
However, the mountain breeze here is really terrifying, and he can only wait for the wind to stop.
He didn't worry about the dead wolves being swept away by the wind.
This is not because he thinks that the wind is not strong enough, but because the few dead wolves are backed by big rocks and mountains behind them.
There are rocks that block the wind, and no matter how strong the wind is, it is impossible to roll a forty or fifty catties jackal into the air like a turf.
As for the ubiquitous decay-eaters, Shang Zhen is not worried.
The wind is so strong, those old puppies are not stupid, they will never run into this mountain to eat wolf meat.
However, all of this will have to wait until the wind has stopped.