Encountering a Pack of Wolves In the Cave

After the wolf's call, there was a rustling sound outside the cave, and two green lanterns appeared in the darkness. I knew that was the eyes of the wolf. One night, I was sitting in the carriage of my family's long-term worker, Mr. Liang, and suddenly I saw two green lanterns on the mountain beam. Mr. Liang took out the copper gong and struck it, sounding like a broken silk, very harsh. I saw the little lantern went out, and there was a hurried footsteps getting farther and farther away. Mr. Liang said, "That's a wolf, wolves are afraid of noise makers."

The dwarf retreated to my back, I was tied to the stone pillar and could not move, otherwise, I would also retreat.

The Big Beard seemed to be fearless, and in the dim light of the cave entrance, I saw a rifle in his hand. He should have taken the rifle when he went into the cave, but I didn't know where he put it.

The beard held the rifle and fired a shot at the cave entrance, a flame burst out of the gun muzzle, and the gunshot echoed in the cave for a long time, shaking my eardrums. After the fire, the little green light disappeared, and the wolf ran away.

But just as I was about to relax, I suddenly saw several lanterns outside the cave, several dozen meters away from the cave entrance. A wolf left, and a pack of wolves came.

The Big Beard said, "It's really evil, I can't even shoot them away!" The beard held the rifle again and fired another shot at the outside of the cave, and the little green lights went out. But before I had time to come back to my senses, there were more little green lights outside the cave.

Mr. Liang once told me that wolves are afraid of noise makers and guns, but tonight, this pack of wolves seemed to be crazy, they were not afraid of the beard's rifle at all!

The wolves outside made a mournful howl, one after another, as if calling for something. Suddenly there was a squeak in the cave. I turned my head and shouted in surprise, there were several lanterns in the depths of the cave. The dwarf was so scared that he crawled on the ground and made a mouse-like cry. The beard cursed, "You're scared of a chicken, those are three wolf cubs!"

Now I finally understand why the pack of wolves outside the cave, even when facing a rifle that could spit fire, were unwilling to leave, because there were three wolf cubs in the cave. But the pack of wolves did not dare to rush into the cave rashly, because they were afraid of the rifle that could spit fire.

In the darkness, I heard the bearded man shouting at the dwarf: "Get up, pile the firewood at the cave entrance quickly." The dwarf's voice stammered: "I won't go." The bearded man shouted: "Damn it, who will go if you don't? Can you shoot?"

The dwarf stumbled up from the ground and stumbled to untie me. He pushed me towards the cave entrance and said, "You go, you go..."

Tremblingly, I walked towards the light of the cave entrance. There were wolves in front of me and behind me, and a fierce dwarf beside me. When I reached the cave entrance, I saw the moon rising from the mountain side, and the milky white light sprinkled in the valley. On the opposite mountain beam, there were dozens of wolves standing high and low. At the entrance of the cave, there were two wolves poking their heads out. When they saw me approaching, they made a threatening low growl from their mouths.

I looked back at the bearded man in the darkness and felt that he was standing a few meters away from me. I dared not walk forward anymore, squatted down, gathered the dry grass on the ground, and a sharp jujube thorn pierced my fingers. I put my fingers on my lips and immediately there was a salty taste in my mouth.

I felt the dry grass, leaves, jujube thorns, and dry branches on the ground with my fingers. These withered branches and fallen leaves that had gone through hundreds or even thousands of years were rolled up by my fingers and emitted a strong smell of decay. The smell stimulated me to sneeze several times.

A ray of moonlight shone into the cave, splitting the thick darkness in the cave like a sharp sword, and everything in the cave appeared blurred and unreal. I heard the bearded man shouting at me: "Back, back!"

I retreated to the back of the bearded man. The bearded man raised his gun and fired at the pile of firewood I had just gathered. The rumbling echo was still echoing, and the red flames were burning cheerfully. The two wolves outside the cave ran away, and the three cubs in the cave made a frightened squeak.

When the bearded man saw the flames burning, he leaned his gun against the cave wall with a relaxed face. The dwarf stood by the cave wall, and the firelight shone on his face with a startled look.

The pile of firewood was burning, and the flame was getting stronger and stronger, finally illuminating the cave inside and outside like daylight. Through the firelight, I saw dozens of wolves on the opposite mountain cliff, gathering together again.

Wolf never leaves, because this is a wolf's den, there are also three little wolves in the den. And we, mistakenly bumped into the wolf's den.

The bearded man shouted to me and the dwarf: "I will stay at the entrance of the cave, you catch the little wolves and throw them out!" The little wolves were thrown out, and the wolf pack would leave with the little wolves.

The little wolves were small, hairy all over, like a gentle kitten. The dwarf picked up a burning branch from the fire pile, took the lead and rushed forward. The little wolves were scared, they squeaked and ran into the cave. We chased for more than ten meters, and suddenly the mountain cave became bigger, stone pillars standing tall and thin like bamboo. The three little wolves climbed up along the stone pillars and drilled into the high mountain cave.

The dwarf wanted to climb the stone pillar, he inserted the torch into the stone crack and wanted to climb up and chase the little wolves, but he couldn't climb up. The stone pillar was like a gourd, he climbed to the protruding place and slipped down.

The dwarf asked me to climb up, but I could only climb higher than him, but in the end I still couldn't climb up the protruding stalactite, and finally slipped down.

The dwarf asked me to climb up, but I could only climb higher than him, but in the end I still couldn't climb up the protruding stalactite, and finally slipped down.

The torch was about to burn out, and the dwarf took me back to the entrance of the cave. The flame at the entrance of the cave had become smaller, because there was no more fuel to burn.

The Big Bearded saw us running back and asked the dwarf: "Where are the little wolves?"

The dwarf said: "They climbed up so high, I... I can't catch it." The bearded man scolded the dwarf: "You are a ball! You can't do anything!"

The short man said strictly: "Keep your mouth clean."

The bearded man said: "I scolded you, make me!"

They scolded each other, and I stood aside. The moon outside the cave became brighter. A strange giant animal walked up to the opposite cliff. It was four or five times bigger than a wolf. When it came to the wolves, I saw clearly that this strange giant thing was composed of three animals. One looked like a wolf, but much bigger than a wolf. It put its two front paws on the backs of two wolves and came to the wolves in the same way. This strange animal and several wolves mouths were together, as if discussing something, then the wolf pack left, and this huge animal also put its two front paws on the backs of two wolves and left.

After the quarrel between the short man and the bearded man, their eyes also turned to the outside of the cave. Suddenly they saw that there was no wolf pack outside the cave. The short man shouted happily and said proudly, "I knew that the wolf pack could not last long. They are afraid of guns and fire!"

The short man was so happy that he jumped over the bonfire, because the firewood was not continuous, and the flame became smaller and smaller. Just as the short man walked to the entrance of the cave, a sharp scream suddenly came out, like a fear and piercing sound when splitting bamboo with a bamboo knife. I saw a wolf knocked down the short man, like a stone, accompanied by a diminishing scream, falling into the deep valley.

Then I saw several wolves walk into the cave, their buttocks facing the bonfire, lifting their hind legs to urinate, and the urine splashed on the bonfire. A wave of urine smell steamed up, permeating the cave.

The flame became smaller and smaller, and the Big Bearded took off his clothes and threw them on the flame and let me take off my clothes and throw them up. The clothes covered the flame, the sparks swayed like a sawtooth mountain peak. When the wolf pack saw that the flame suddenly flourished, they hurriedly ran out of the cave.

However, the flame soon burned the clothes into ashes, and the sparks slowly became smaller. A wolf poked its head into the cave, as if it were a Japanese soldier sweeping mines. Seeing no movement, he then turned around and lifted his hind leg.

The bearded man fired a shot at the wolf urinating, and the wolf screamed and fled. The other wolves no longer dared to come forward to pee. The bearded man said to me, "Run!" Then we ran into the cave.

We ran for tens of meters and came to the open area. The bearded man put the gun on his back and climbed the steep cliff with both hands. I followed him closely.

After climbing more than ten meters high, there was a protruding big rock on the top of the head. The bearded man climbed onto the big rock and sat on it, then he reached out and pulled me up. Just as I sat firmly, I suddenly heard a loud noise from the cave, and the wolf pack rushed into the cave.

I said to the Big Bearded, "Hurry and shoot!"

The Big Bearded said, "No bullets!"

I dared not look at the wolf pack below, so I looked up at the stone and suddenly saw a cave above the cave wall. I said to the bearded man, "A cave! There is still a cave!"

The bearded man stood up and climbed into the cave, then he reached out and pulled me up. We sat at the mouth of this transverse cave, just in time to take a breath, and saw that the flame at the entrance of the cave went out, and the cave below was plunged into darkness. Then there was the sound of wolves running, but we couldn't see them, only the eerie sound.

I was scared and tightly grabbed the beard's clothes. I was originally afraid of the bearded man, but compared to the wolf pack, I was more afraid of the wolf pack. In the dark, the Big Bearded said, "What are you afraid of? Wolves can't come up."

Finally, I was able to relax, let go of his clothes, lie on the cold ground, cold and hungry. From noon to now, I haven't eaten anything yet, my stomach twisted into a twist, I wanted to cry, but I didn't dare to cry. I was afraid that my crying would lead the wolves over, and I was also worried that the bearded man would throw me into the wolf pack.

In the dark, the Big Bearded spoke and asked me, "Is your father Wang Xigui?"

I nodded. I knew that Wang Xigui was my father's nickname. Our family's workers often called my father Wang Xigui behind their backs. My father was very stingy. It was said that he tied every copper plate to his ribs. To get one of his copper plates was like asking for his life.

The bearded man asked me again: "Is your father Wang Xigui?"

Then I remembered that we were in the dark, I nodded and he couldn't see it, so I hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, everyone calls him that."

The bearded man asked again: "Is there only one son for your father?"

I said: "No, I have three sisters."

The bearded man said: "So there is only one son."

Then I heard the bearded man sigh and he said: "I know all about your family's affairs."

I felt very strange, this man with a full beard, I didn't know him at all, how did he know about our family. I wanted to ask him, but I was afraid of offending him and getting thrown into the pack of wolves.

At my feet, there was a sound of wolf howling, which made people's scalp tighten; In my ear, came the sound of the bearded man talking. He said: "I know your father, your father is famous within a few dozen miles. Actually, your father is not bad except for being stingy."

My father is indeed very stingy. We have plenty of money. There are dozens of long-legged livestock tied up in the trough, and they will not leave our family's land until it is dark after going out in the morning. But there was never any meat in our family's meals, only two pieces of fat meat in the bowl during the New Year's Festival. My father's clothes were patched and sewn for decades, and even beggars dressed better than him. Every time after dinner, my father would stick out his tongue and lick the bowl clean, just like it had been washed with water. Moreover, my father also made all the people in the house, including the long-term workers, lick the bowls clean. My father liked to pick up dung the most. Every morning, he carried a dung bucket on his shoulder with a shovel and went out, and when he came back home, the dung bucket was filled with livestock dung picked up from the road. At this time, my father was always smiling, which was the happiest moment of his day. On the cold winter days, with the north wind whistling, the colder it got, the happier my father was. He said, "39 and 49(the third nine-day and fourth nine-day period after the winter solstice, the coldest days of winter), freeze your fingers, no one goes out to pick up dung, all the dung on the road is mine alone." Wearing a dog skin hat, he went out happily.

The Big Bearded said, "By the way, your father is also kind to me. That year, I had a quarrel with my neighbor's family. Our two families were adjacent to each other. They harvested three rows of wheat from my family's land. I went to the fields to reason with them and was pressed down by their three brothers and beaten. I broke one of my ribs and was bruised all over. I couldn't get up and lay on the ground. Later, they went back and left me in the wild to feed the wolves. When it was almost dark, your father passed by in a carriage and asked me what happened. I told him the story and your father let me sit in your family's carriage and sent me home. If it weren't for your father, I would have been eaten by the wolves long ago."