nashuaworldcup Chapter 113 White Wolf
Chapter 113 White Wolf
Behind the hillside are vast forests, and further on, towering peaks reach into the clouds.
Meng Fuqing pulled out vines to scout ahead, walking very leisurely and freely.
They walked for a long time without encountering any prey, but instead found a squirrel's stash of supplies in a tree hole—a whole hole full of chestnuts and pine nuts.
She quickly climbed the tree and unceremoniously stuffed nature's bounty into her sack.
As she was moving, she suddenly heard a deep, muffled growl.
Looking towards the source of the sound, Meng Fuqing had an excellent view from above and saw several refugees confronting a white wolf with an injured hind leg.
The white wolf was very large and looked very majestic. Only the fur on its legs was slightly yellowish, and it was unclear whether this was due to albinism or its own breed.
Since those people didn't notice the person in the tree, Meng Fuqing didn't go down. Instead, he picked up a few pine nuts and started eating them.
The white wolf's bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on the group of people in front of it. It slowly retreated step by step, letting out a low growl that sounded like a warning.
The refugees remained terrified of the wounded wolf, their hands trembling as they held the sticks and hoes.
One of them, his palms sweating, asked in a low voice, "Are wolves really this big? Why don't they look like the size of a normal wolf?"
"Shut up! We finally caught one alive, we can't let it get away. Listen to me, lure it to the trap."
Although the latter showed fear in the face of the white wolf, his eyes were filled with even stronger fighting spirit. The other refugees clearly regarded him as their leader. Based on what he said, Meng Fuqing guessed that he might have been a hunter before.
Whether the wolf understood their conversation or not, a few breaths after the words fell, the white wolf, which had been retreating and was at a disadvantage, suddenly pounced on the group, its sharp fangs aimed at the throat of the man Meng Fuqing had guessed was a hunter.
Seeing this, Meng Fuqing couldn't help but feel a little interested.
This white wolf seems to be quite intelligent.
The leader reacted very quickly, dodging while shouting, "Fire!"
An arrow shot out from the bushes to the right of the white wolf, but missed.
The man cursed loudly, swung his hoe at the white wolf, and while the wolf dodged, he scrambled and crawled toward the trap he had set earlier.
As they ran, they threw stones at the white wolf, hoping to provoke it and make it follow them.
However, the white wolf seemed to know that it was injured, so it did not linger in the fight and turned to run away.
The refugees rushed after it, but only saw a white shadow darting through the forest, unable to catch up at all.
The refugees, having exhausted their efforts, cursed and left dejectedly.
After they left, Meng Fuqing climbed down from the tree with a sack and stood there for a moment. The white wolf, whose four legs were bound by her vines, was struggling fiercely.
Upon seeing the person standing in front of him, the white wolf bared its teeth at the newcomer, looking fierce and menacing.
Meng Fuqing observed it closely for a while and found that the wolf's appearance was exactly to his liking, and its intelligence was also to her liking.
She took out three pheasants from her spatial storage, shot two arrows into two of them with a crossbow, threw them into a sack, and tossed the remaining one into the white wolf's mouth.
The fierce white wolf was stunned by the food falling from the sky. It looked at the pheasant in its mouth and then stared at Meng Fuqing warily.
The two sides were locked in a stalemate for a long time, but in the end, the white wolf was defeated by its appetite.
Lying on its side, it quickly chewed up the pheasant and swallowed it whole, licking its lips as if it still wanted more.
The moment Meng Fuqing retracted the vines, he also put the white wolf into his spatial storage.
With a blink of an eye, the white wolf arrived at a new place... a blessed land!
Its eyes gleamed as it stared at the chickens and ducks not far away. Once it realized it could move again, it got up and walked step by step toward its prey.
Just as it was walking faster and faster, a figure suddenly blocked its way.
Meng Fuqing looked at the white wolf in front of her, while her vines were raising the fence behind her.
Since it was the person who had just fed it, the white wolf hesitated for a moment before not rushing at Meng Fuqing, but instead fixed its eyes on the blood-stained sack in Meng Fuqing's hand.
After pacing around for a while, it finally couldn't resist opening its mouth to bite the sack. But the figure in front of it suddenly disappeared. The white wolf, unable to stop in time, used too much force and ended up biting into the mud.
It shook its head and body, looking around blankly, but there wasn't a soul in sight.
Then look at its "blessed land"—you can only hear the clucking of chickens and ducks, but you can't see any chickens or ducks.
The white wolf tried to fly over the green barrier, but it couldn't get over it at all, and instead, it made its hind leg injury worse.
It let out a low growl, then sullenly curled up in place, licking its wounds.
After leaving the space, Meng Fuqing took out a dozen eggs and put them into a sack before slipping out from behind the bushes.
On their way back, carrying their spoils, they ran into Meng Wan'er and the others.
Meng Wan'er and the others were already used to Meng Fuqing's harvest, but they were overjoyed with the chestnuts they had dug out of the hole.
On their way back to their lodgings, as they passed through a thicket of bushes, they suddenly heard someone calling for help.
"Help! Help!" The woman's urgent cries for help reached their ears, and the girls stopped and looked at each other in bewilderment.
One of them asked in a low voice, "Why does that voice sound so familiar?"
"It sounds like Sister-in-law Ji's voice," Meng Wan'er said hesitantly.
"It sounds like that to me too..."
At this moment, a hand reached out from behind the bushes, and the woman who had been pressed to the ground peeked out, her red eyes immediately spotting Meng Fuqing.
"Help me, please help me!"
She was quickly dragged back, and the man's gruff voice came, "Didn't you want to ask me if I've seen your relatives? I'll tell you in a bit..."
Then came the sound of clothes being torn.
Meng Fuqing remained unmoved. Meng Wan'er and the others exchanged glances, gripped their wooden sticks tightly, and said, "Let's go! We can't let the people of our village be bullied anymore!"
The girls knew this was a good opportunity to test their learning, so they quickly ran behind the bushes. When they saw what was happening, they were furious and immediately grabbed the sticks in their hands to hit the man.
They were mindful not to touch the refugees, and used sticks to hit their eyes, groin, temples... they attacked them with everything they could remember.
Before long, the initially high-pitched screams became faint and weak. The screams attracted some refugees to watch, and as more and more people gathered, Meng Wan'er immediately said, "Go, go quickly!"
As he spoke, he didn't forget to pull Meng Fuqing, who was watching the show from the side, along with him.
They completely forgot about Cui Miao'er on the ground.
Cui Miao'er reached out her hand, "I...and me..."
Meng Wan'er instinctively reached out to help, but then remembered something and took a step back. She looked troubled and said, "Sister-in-law Ji, if you can stand up, please walk by yourself. You've been in contact with refugees..."
Cui Miao'er was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She struggled to get up, straightened her clothes, and walked back while covering her face and shedding tears.
On the way back, Meng Wan'er and the other girls followed behind her at a certain distance and asked, "Sister-in-law, why are you here all by yourself? And you were being targeted by that person?"
Grandpa Village Chief had repeatedly warned them not to be alone, and the group of them only dared to come out because Meng Fuqing was there.
Cui Miao'er just kept crying and didn't say a word.
Why could it be? It was just that I had a couple of arguments with my mother-in-law and ran away in a huff.
She wanted to ask the refugees about her family's whereabouts, but was tricked into coming to this remote place and then threatened with violence.
Remembering that she had just said Meng Fuqing had a bad reputation, Cui Miao'er cried even louder. Now, she wondered whose reputation was worse!
What if her mother-in-law makes her husband divorce her?
The group returned to their lodgings amidst Cui Miao'er's sobs.
When Meng Ranran saw that the person had returned, she immediately ran to Meng Fuqing's side and said, "Sister, the refugees over there are eating rats."
She had witnessed rats eating human corpses, and seeing humans eating rats made her feel horrified and nauseous.
Meng Fuqing looked in the direction she was pointing, not very surprised.
When people are starving, they will eat anything. For refugees who are short of food, rats running around everywhere are at least meat, so it would be strange if they didn't eat them.