Virewolf

Mo Yan fell asleep in Tang Fuchu's arms.

Wrapped in the warm breath, its limbs became limp and comfortable, but its heart contracted inexplicably.

It entered the dream again.The difference is that compared to the vague pain in the past, this time the scene is much clearer.

The female wolf's embrace is warm, with a unique moisture, she said to Moyan: "You have to understand that you have a bigger goal."

Mo Yan asked her, "What is it?"

One word, "Human."

In the next second, the smoke filled the sky and the sky was spinning.Moyan's eyes hurt, and he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried. When he opened his mouth, thick smoke poured down his throat, and his family members whimpered one after another in his ears.Several wolves were coughing violently with tears and snot flowing from their noses.Mo Yan saw his mother howling in front of the outside, the sound of someone talking outside the cave, mixed with smug laughter, like fire, like wind, piercing up and down into the earhole.It couldn't hear well because it was getting harder to breathe.The instinct of survival drove it to crawl towards a place where the air is clear, but its mother refused to let it go. It also had snot and tears all over its face, but it bit Moyan firmly and refused to let it go out.

Moyan felt that he was going to die inside, and he heard a voice from outside: "Why don't you come out?"

"Don't worry," the other person said in a high-pitched voice, "it'll be out soon."

Is this in a dream?

Why does it feel so real?

Mo Yan was horrified to find that his consciousness was being lost, and he collapsed on the ground like a dying fish.

When the wind came, Mo Yan took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes in the darkness. The scene in front of him shocked him:

The female wolf fell to the ground and was trampled on by the human legs, choking out a mouthful of blood from time to time. Its body was convulsing, and there were three blood holes on its stomach and chest, and blood was oozing out.There are large patches of red on the black ground, and Mo Yan looked at the few bloody red meat balls wriggling around the female wolf, which turned out to be his brothers and sisters.It looked up in a daze, and a rough face of a man appeared in his line of sight. The man was smoking a cigarette, and grabbed a struggling wolf cub, and then he slammed hard on the ground——

The little wolf squirmed a few times, but it didn't die. The man grabbed the wolf again and talked to the people next to him. He was smiling, raised his hand again, and then fell down hard.

The big dog next to the man barked "Wow", and lowered his head to sniff the little wolf lying on the ground.

Mo Yan's whole body was extremely cold, and the desire to survive made him struggle in horror, but the foot that stepped on him was released, and a big hand picked him up, and he looked at it with two red eyes frowning , suddenly smiled: "Ah! This is it!"

The other big hand took Mo Yan, "I'll just say, this trip is worthwhile——"

"It's really worth it this time, these few wolf skins are not as profitable as an evolved wolf."

"This time it's faster than Lao Liu and the others," the man patted the dog's head, "it's Ah Hao's nose!"

slam-la-

The leaves were whirling, and the wind was blowing Mo Yan's face back.

Mo Yan was panting badly. It ran day and night, madly rushing towards the unknown ahead, its feet were bleeding and its nails were cracked, but it still couldn't stop.The yelling of the people behind and the barking of the dogs made it frightened, and a few vultures flew overhead from time to time. Counting today, it has been running for two days and two nights.

Will die here?Will it be caught and skinned?

In its mind is still the mother's dead appearance, and a few red meat balls after being skinned... It shook its head and ran frantically. Only by running down can there be hope and life .Although being alive means more terrible things to it, and to a wolf cub that has escaped from the wolf pack, it still chooses to live.The goal of the wolf is too pure, and the desire to survive is almost its instinct.Although it is scared, scared and hungry, its throat is so dry that it can even clearly feel the existence of its own trachea.It ran down day and night, and its overdrawn mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

Finally it fell down, and under a tree, it smelled a strange smell.

It was another wolf pack, it stepped into another territory.

Mo Yan was lucky enough to find the water source in the end. He greedily licked the not-so-clear water in the creek, and was alert to the movement around him—even though he was exhausted, his heart was still beating in fear.

It smells food.

It approached downstream from the wind, sheltered by a big tree, and gradually saw the scene not far away: two wolves were eating a deer.The deer was not dead yet, but its lower body had already been eaten. It whimpered and wailed miserably, and kept crawling forward with its front legs. The mouths of the two wolves were blood red, and they were gobbling up. , one of them raised his head and looked in Moyan's direction.

Mo Yan shuddered. At that moment, the human thoughts in his mind seemed to be awakened, and he actually felt that this was very cruel.Yes, it is cruel.This way of eating directly without ending the life of the prey made it horrified. It even felt a little nauseated and almost vomited it out.At the same time, the wolf's gaze made it terrified, and it ran away tremblingly without looking back, even though its stomach was still growling.

It has gnawed bark and eaten bugs these days, and when it is lucky, it can catch a little hare. The rest of the time it runs desperately. It has a hunch that those humans are still looking for it and chasing it... This is It was the first time it saw a real human being, and only then did it realize that it had an instinctive fear in the face of human beings, rather than the desire to win and lose that it wanted to challenge. How could its mother want it to target human beings? ?

Mother... Mother is no longer here.

It ran and stopped.

It was dark.

"Look at my good luck, guess what I found!"

"what?"

"An evolved wolf!"

……

It was a human voice, Mo Yan forced himself to open his eyes.

It was too tired, it felt that it was too weak, it huddled in the corner, it wanted to make a threatening cry, but when it opened its mouth, there was only an inaudible whimper.When it was picked up, its whole body was sore, and it was waving its little paws to catch people.It was only at this time that the man it saw clearly was actually a one-eyed man. There was a long scar on one of his eyes, which looked extremely hideous.

The man laughed: "Isn't this the little male wolf that the smoker mentioned some time ago? It's better to come early than to come by coincidence."

"I heard it's quite capable of running." The one-eyed man muttered, throwing Moyan on the ground casually. Moyan was skinny and bony at that time. When he fell to the ground, his whole body was in burning pain. The pain was still behind, the one-eyed man stepped on Mo Yan's front leg with a smile——

Mo Yan couldn't even cry out, it was trembling all over, the sharp pain ran down its front legs to the scalp, it tremblingly opened its mouth wide and retched, retracting its front legs and let out a sobbing sound of "woo-woo".

"Don't step on it, it's not easy to sell." Another man reminded.

"It's okay, isn't it because I'm afraid it will run away?" The one-eyed man said with no surprise, he smiled and let go of his legs, "I think we should step on the one behind?"

sound.

human voice.

……

……

"Little swallow?"

"Don't swallow!"

"Tang Moyan!!"

Tang Fuchu yelled several times before Mo Yan slowly opened his eyes. He had just fallen asleep and suddenly his brows were furrowed and he was short of breath. He didn't know what kind of nightmare he had. Tang Fuchu was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he yelled several times , Mo Yan woke up.

Mo Yan stared at him strangely for a while, then sat up abruptly, and dodged back.

Tang Fuchu was taken aback for a moment, and then asked puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Yan's eyes were guarded and vigilant, with a trace of bewilderment and uncertainty.Tang Fuchu opened his arms and moved towards him: "What did you dream about? Xiaoyan..."

Mo Yan's arm suddenly twitched, he lowered his head to rub it, and said in a daze, "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" Tang Fachu stretched out his hand, but Mo Yan dodged it.

Tang Fachu didn't move, he lowered his hands and stared straight at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan turned his face away, and it took a long time before he slowly replied: "...It's all sweat, don't touch it."