si-mexico Chapter 260 The Sun Family Encounters Wolf Eyes
Chapter 260 The Sun Family Encounters Wolf Eyes
Sun Weimin, all by himself, gripped the stick tightly, as if he had been given a meteor hammer, and ran through the mountains pulling the stick.
He suddenly understood why the snares used to trap bears were called "pulling sticks." One end of the snare was a loop, and the other end was secured with a thick stick. The other end of the snare was wrapped around the stick, and he was like prey caught by a hunter, running through the mountains, pulling on the stick.
His right leg was caught in the noose, causing him great pain. He couldn't pry it off with just his arms. He tried using stones, but they didn't work either. He could only scream in agony as he ran and called for help.
The path down the mountain was full of trees and rocks. He was dragging his horizontal stick when it suddenly got stuck on a large tree stump. On the snowy slope, the stick was stuck on the stump, and he couldn't run. But he had no choice but to try and pry the stick off, but before he could take two steps, it got stuck again in a pile of rocks. It was just like a bear trying to pull a stick – utterly hopeless.
Sun Weimin's right leg was so cold that it had no strength left. He slumped down and shouted, "What a piece of trash! Who the hell made this condom? Who the hell deliberately found this condom? It hurts so much!"
He forgot that he had deliberately sought out the trap set by Li Ju'an. He had run a long way to find the trap, and when he finally found it, he ended up getting his own leg caught in it.
It was freezing cold at night, and Sun Weimin was filled with remorse. He was shivering all over. He finally managed to start a fire, but his right leg was so painful that he couldn't feel it anymore.
A pair of bright green eyes stared at him from afar. He thought it was Iron Hammer returning and was yelling and cursing at the dog when suddenly a green hide flashed by. He raised his gun, his heart pounding with fear, afraid he had misjudged and scared himself. He fired one shot, dragged his carrying pole down the mountain a dozen steps, then turned and fired another, not even bothering with the campfire. His dog-skin hat also fell to the side in the haste.
His hat was at the top of the hill, and he wanted to climb the snow slope to retrieve it. Not only was the slope slippery, but he was also dragging a heavy wooden mallet weighing several hundred pounds—how could he possibly climb such an treacherous terrain? He sighed, shaking his chilly head, and could only wait for reinforcements to arrive…
After a day and a night, he finally waited for his father, Sun Quande, to lead the Sun family hunters to search for him in the mountains. His ears were frostbitten, and his right leg was so cold that he lost all feeling in it. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even shed a tear. He had also emptied his magazine.
Seeing his son in such a half-dead state after only a few days apart, Sun Quande quickly gathered a group of strong men to work together to open the snare of the oiled silk rope. Seven or eight hunters strained with all their might, sweat pouring down their backs, before finally managing to pry open one end of the heavy oiled silk rope snare.
"Damn, who set this trap? They used way too much force. Even if the Black Bear King stepped on it, he wouldn't have an easy time."
The Sun family hunters had seen many snares while hunting in the mountains, but they had never seen such a tightly sealed trap made of oiled silk rope before. Sun Weimin's right leg was already failing, dangling limply at the side, bent at an eerie angle. Several strong men turned their heads away, not daring to look; just one glance was enough to send chills down their spines, raise goosebumps, and make their whole bodies tingle.
Sun Quande hoisted his son onto his back and hurried down the mountain. Sun Weimin, clinging to his father's back, howled weakly. He looked up and saw several pairs of green eyes staring at him from behind the bushes. With his last strength, he cried out, his voice trembling with sobs, "Zhang San, Zhang San..."
The Sun family also spotted the group of stalkers. This hilltop was teeming with deer and elk, and in winter, it was a hunting ground for stalkers to gather in packs. The Sun family watched the stalkers warily. Sun Quande, who had been hunting in the mountains for decades, knew the stalkers' hunting habits well and shouted, "Keep going down the mountain. Don't get separated, stay together!"
"Sun Pao'er, sneaking down the mountain in the dark?"
"Why wait? Let's hurry down the mountain."
Hunters usually gather together to spend the night after dark and leave at dawn. But Sun Weimin's injuries couldn't wait, so Sun Quande decided to go down the mountain overnight, braving the minus forty degree cold, and his sled was as fast as a small cart.
With the hunting dogs Lao Qin and Lao Zhang leading the way, the large Sun family search party of over a dozen people descended the mountain together. With such a large group, if they encountered a small pack of wolves, the wolves would only follow them, not attack rashly.
Sun Weimin was on the sled, screaming in pain as he was carried down the mountain. Then, as darkness fell, a loud cry rang out ahead – someone ahead had gotten stuck in a snowdrift. Just as Sun Weimin was about to shout, he suddenly felt lightness and also sank into the snowdrift. Around him, Sun's family members cursed and swore; some said that the bandit had deliberately dug the snowdrift to make them fall.
Sun Quande was the most seriously injured. He led the way, but slipped and fell into a snowdrift, which was filled with rocks and sharp branches. His face was covered in blood. He cursed and shouted for the people above to throw down ropes, and then they climbed out of the snowdrift one by one.
A snowdrift, up to five meters deep, appeared right on the sled track, which was quite unusual. It left the Sun family feeling uneasy. Sun Quande glanced at the group of green eyes behind him with a complicated expression; the blue-skinned men's gaze was even clearer in the darkness, sending a chill down his spine.
He spat on the snow and cursed, "Damn it, these bastards are some kind of monster."
With their son seriously wounded, the thugs ran back upon hearing the gunfire. Once the gunfire subsided, the group of cunning Zhang Sans swarmed back, creating an intense sense of oppression and psychological pressure. The Sun family dared not linger; saving their son was the priority. They hurried down the mountain that very night and then shouted loudly for Dr. Zhang from the village clinic to come and rescue their son.
Before Sun Weimin was lifted onto a stretcher and taken to the county's central hospital, he pointed at Lao Qin and shouted, "It's that wolf's eyes! I saw it! It's the wolf's eyes that Qin Pao raised!"
The accusation came out of nowhere, but the hunters in the village were all wary of wolf eyes. Old Tao came out when he heard the commotion, and when he heard the man say that Old Qin's wolf eyes had come out, Old Tao's face turned extremely ugly. He picked up his pipe bag, gave a heavy snort, stared at Old Qin with daggers in his eyes, and then turned and went back into the house.
Many veteran hunters, as well as the old man of the Lu family, shared the same reaction upon hearing about the wolf's eyes.
Old Master Lu walked past Old Qin, hands behind his back, leaning on his cane, and snorted loudly: "You reap what you sow."
Last year, Old Qin found a half-grown wild wolf in the mountains and raised it as a dog. That wolf was from the same litter as a black bear cub. He had the bear cub sent to the city zoo, but kept the wolf. Later, the wolf lost a dogfight to a tiger, broke its teeth, and abandoned it to Li Ju'an. Li Ju'an didn't want it either; the wolf's eyes remained in the bear enclosure, where it spent the winter with three bear cubs.
When the village elders heard that Old Qin's lost wolf eyes were still in the mountains and that the wolf pack had been found, they all shook their heads and said, "This is serious trouble. Things are going to get really messy."