Three days later, Feixue Peak, Sweet Dew Temple.
Ten o 'clock at noon.
Inside the Buddhist hall, the red-clothed Lama Gesang Doji sat cross-legged on a futon, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.
Although he kept reciting Buddhist scriptures, his mind was not on Buddhist scriptures at all.
At this time, his heart was turbulent, and he was no longer as calm as before.
When he thought that in seven days, Eldritch would be executed on the spot and get his revenge, he could not help but feel inexplicably excited!
He had already reincarnated in Tibet for three lives, not for anything else, but to find Eldritch's reincarnation and avenge the loss of his arm more than three hundred years ago!
More than three hundred years ago, he was a Tibetan hunter with excellent archery skills. He hunted all day long for a living. Every day, he had meat to eat and wine to drink. When he was full, the whole family was not hungry. Although his life was not rich, it was still carefree.
That day, it was snowing heavily. He carried a strong bow and arrow, dry food and strong wine, and entered the Great Snow Mountain alone.
Snowflakes fluttered down like goose feathers, and very quickly, the snow was knee-deep.
If it were other hunters, they would have retreated long ago.
Braving such heavy snow to enter the mountains was no joke. It was very likely that they would get lost in the depths of the mountains. If they were to encounter a pack of wolves that were out looking for food, they would definitely not be able to return. If they were alive, they would not be able to find them. If they were dead, they would not be able to find their bodies.
But that was someone else.
For him, who had excellent shooting skills, he could not wait to encounter a pack of wolves.
Ever since he started his hunting career, the prey that had died in his hands numbered in the hundreds.
Tibetan antelope, wild deer, wild yak, wild donkey, wild wolf, and even snow leopard!
Among them, the wild animals that died in his hands the most were wolves.
He had his own unique skill to deal with wolves.
Every time he would set a trap to catch a wild deer, then he would catch it alive, tie it to a big tree with a rope, and cut its thigh with a dagger.
After doing all this, he found a towering tree in the opposite direction of the wild deer, climbed up nimbly, hid in the branches, and tied himself to the trunk with a rope, drinking and eating meat while waiting for the appearance of a large prey.
The cries of the wild deer and the smell of blood in the air would quickly attract ferocious beasts. Among these ferocious beasts, there was a high chance that there would be packs of wild wolves.
When the bloodthirsty wolves tore at the wild deer, he, who was hiding in the bushes, quietly nocked his bow and shot sharp arrows at the wolves who were feasting on the deer!
His archery skills allowed him to shoot three arrows at a time, and all of them hit their targets!
When the wolves discovered him on the tree, they would crazily surround him, howling as they climbed up the tree.
However, wolves didn't know how to climb trees. If they couldn't climb trees, they would open their bloody mouths and gnaw on the tree trunk.
During this period of time, his arrows would rain down on the ground below!
A pack of dozens of wolves would often die under his arrows in less than a moment. Even if there were fish that escaped the net, he would never let them go.
He could shoot a copper coin that was tied to a string and swinging continuously from a distance of three hundred feet, not to mention a huge wolf.
In just one hunt, he had obtained dozens of high quality wolf skins and over a thousand pounds of wolf meat!
This time was no exception.
After tying a young deer to a tree trunk, he took out a dagger and fiercely cut the young deer's thigh.
The young deer was in great pain and whined.
He put away his dagger and climbed up the tree, hiding his body in the crown of the tree. He quickly tied himself to a thick branch with a rope, then drank and ate meat while observing the movements below.
This time, his luck came again.
A large pack of wolves that went out to hunt for food quickly smelled the tempting smell of blood in the air and heard the cries of the young deer.
The snow had sealed off the mountain, and almost all animals would return to their nests. This caused the large hunting animals to suddenly lose their source of food.
Seeing the appearance of their prey, dozens of wolves under the leadership of the wolf king crazily pounced on the young deer that was screaming incessantly.
When he saw this from the bushes, the corners of his mouth curled up. He took out a sharp steel sword from his quiver and aimed it at the pack of wolves.
The young deer's screams were quickly drowned out by the sound of the wolves eating.
Blood splattered everywhere, and bones cracked.
The young deer that was abnormally agile was instantly left with a bloody deer skin.
Swoosh … Swoosh … Swoosh …
In the bushes, he released the bowstring, and three sharp arrows shot straight at the wolf king leading the pack!
A wolf king's fur was comparable to dozens of good wolf fur, so it was naturally targeted by all.
Pu … Pu … Pu …
With three muffled sounds, the three sharp arrows all hit the wolf king's body.
The wolf king's body trembled and slowly fell into a pool of blood.
It was a success! Hiding in the crown of the tree, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he was overjoyed.
As long as the wolf king died, the rest of the wolves would definitely surround him and take revenge for the wolf king. At that time, even if he closed his eyes, he would be able to kill all the wolves under the tree!
As expected, when the wolves saw the wolf king die, they immediately howled and surrounded the tree he was in, jumping and pouncing on the tree!
Stupid beasts, I'll send you to heaven right now!
He thought in his heart, and the arrows in his hands rained down like rain!
As the howls rose and fell, the wolves fell into a pool of blood one by one.
In less than an hour, dozens of wolves had died under his rain of arrows!
He untied the rope on his body, held the bow in his mouth, and quickly climbed down from the towering tree. He slowly walked in front of the mountain of wolf corpses with a proud expression.
This time, he was going to earn a lot of money again.
He whistled and reached out to drag the wolf corpses away one by one, to prevent the wolf blood from flowing out and freezing the corpses in one place, making it difficult to take away.
However, just as he was dragging one of the giant wolves, a fluffy wolf cub poked its head out of the corpse and fiercely bit his wrist!
"Ouch …" He cried out as he put down the wolf corpse in his hand and covered his wrist.
Dark red blood flowed out from his wrist.
Zing!
After biting his wrist, the wolf cub, whose teeth had not grown out yet, twisted its body and quickly ran into the dense forest in the distance.
"Damn it, you want to run after biting me!" Seeing the wolf cub running away, he endured the piercing pain and reached out to pick up the bow. He pulled out a sharp arrow and nocked it on the bowstring. He aimed at the wolf cub that was running for its life and suddenly released the bowstring in his hand.
Whoosh …
The sharp arrow flew towards the wolf cub at high speed.
Puff …
Blood splattered, and the sharp arrow instantly pierced through the thigh of the wolf cub that was running away!
"Awoo …" The wolf cub cried out in pain and fell onto the snow. The surrounding white snow was instantly dyed red with blood.
The injury on his wrist made his excellent archery lose its accuracy. Otherwise, the wolf cub's thigh would not have been pierced through by the sharp sword.
"Today, I'll skin you alive!" Seeing that the wolf cub was not dead, he said fiercely as he pulled out a sharp hidden knife from his waist. He stepped on the thick snow and quickly walked towards the wolf cub.
The wolf cub whimpered as it climbed up from the snow. It dragged its thigh that was pierced by the arrow and struggled to continue forward.
On the snow, there was a long scarlet blood trail.
How could a wolf cub with a seriously injured leg outrun a hunter who was as fast as flying?
Soon, with the sharp hidden knife in his hand, he caught up with the wolf cub and was less than ten feet away.
"Let's see where you're going to run today!" He said as he revealed a fierce expression.
At this time, the wolf cub was already exhausted. It had lost too much blood and did not have the strength to crawl forward.
It stopped and struggled to turn around. It looked at the hunter who was gradually approaching it with a strong sense of righteousness. There was no fear in its eyes.
On its forehead, a tuft of white hair was very eye-catching.
That's right, it was the descendant of the wolf king.
This time, the wolf king specially brought it with him to train its hunting ability.
Who would have thought that what awaited them would be a disaster!
When the arrow was shot at the wolf king, the wolf king could have used his keen observation to avoid the arrow. But in that case, the arrow would have shot at the cub beside him!
In order to protect the cub, the wolf king chose to protect it with his body.
But unfortunately, the wolf cub still could not escape the hunter's arrow.
"Woo …" The wolf cub bared its teeth and demonstrated to the hunter.
As the descendant of the wolf king, naturally a newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger. Although it was seriously injured, it did not lose the dignity of its family.
"Stinking wolf cub, die!" Seeing that the wolf cub was not panicking in the face of danger, he suddenly burned with anger and slashed the wolf cub's neck with the shining hidden knife in his hand.
The wolf cub closed its eyes and waited for its death.
At this time, it no longer had the strength to fight back.
Whoosh … The hidden knife quickly slashed, making an ear-piercing sound.
However, the scene of blood splattering in front of him was not what he imagined. Instead, a person appeared.
This person was wearing a blue robe with a carefree scarf on his head. His face was like jade, his hair was as black as ink, and his eyes were like cold stars. His face was delicate and elegant, but there was a hint of evil in his eyes.
The wolf cub, covered in blood, was in this person's arms.
"You … Who are you?" He was surprised to see a person suddenly appear in front of him.
Anyone would be surprised to see a living person appear out of thin air on this snowy mountain.
This person was none other than Eldritch.
He had just finished discussing Buddhism with the little monk of Golden Roc Fawang's previous three lives. On his way back to Phoenix Cry Mountain's Lingyun Cave, he saw this tragic scene below.
A hunter hunting and a pack of wolves hunting was the will of the heavens and was not strange. However, the hunter's greed and murderous intent, as well as the wolf cub's awe-inspiring righteousness and fearlessness towards death, made his heart tremble.
He pressed down on the cloud and descended from the sky.
The moment the hunter swung his knife, he moved and hugged the wolf cub, who had closed its eyes and was waiting for death, in his arms.
"The heavens are benevolent, don't kill them all." Eldritch said as he expressionlessly looked up at the hunter. He then looked down at the wolf cub in his arms that had lost too much blood and was on the verge of death. He reached out and touched the wolf cub's neck.
The wolf cub was still alive.
"Don't talk nonsense, he is my prey. Return him to me, or else I won't be polite to you." The hunter fiercely said to Eldritch.
The person in front of him looked gentle and cultured, he must be a Han Chinese scholar who came to this snowy mountain to recite poems and enjoy the scenery. This kind of weak person who could be blown away by the wind was not his opponent.
"You say he is your prey, what proof do you have?" Eldritch asked without raising his head. He reached out and grabbed the arrow in the wolf cub's leg.
Weng …
A gentle white light emitted from his hand and the arrow was slowly pulled out from the wolf cub's leg.
What was surprising was that after the arrow was pulled out, the wound on the wolf cub's leg instantly disappeared.
Eldritch placed the arrow in front of his eyes and turned it to examine it.
The arrow was made of fine steel and was incomparably sharp. There was also a barb at the front.
This kind of arrow was very vicious and could not be pulled out. It could only be taken out from the other end of the body. Otherwise, the bones and tendons would be broken and at least a few ounces of flesh would be taken out.
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