Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1165 The splendor of the pit with a depth of 216 meters (1)
The sky is blurry, the rain is pouring, and the wind and clouds are low...

From the gourd-like narrow hole, there is a faint cold wind blowing out, which makes people's bones feel cold.Hearing such mournful wailing in such a hellish weather makes one feel depressed and tense.

For a while, several people stopped at the entrance of the cave, exchanging glances with different expressions.

Zhao Shengdong shook the drenched hem of his robe, and took out a fire pocket.

"Shopkeeper, I'll go in and have a look."

When Xiao Changsi nodded, his figure had already entered the hole.

He is a steady man, taking every step and walking very slowly.

The cave was completely dark, and the light from his torch was too weak, so he couldn't find out what was going on inside for a long time.

"Ow, ooh, ooh..."

The weak wail came to my ears again.Zhao Shengdong walked to the upper right corner of the cave with small steps, looked at the firelight, was slightly startled, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It is you!"

He saw clearly what was calling, but he ignored it, and instead held up the torch to look at the environment of the cave.

The cave is not spacious, but it is dry and ventilated.

Presumably, herdsmen often rest here when they are tired, and there are dry firewood inside.

He quickly collected a handful of dry firewood, skillfully tied it into a torch, lit it, and checked the cave carefully. He found no danger before returning to the entrance of the cave and calling everyone to come in to shelter from the rain.

Mo Jiu dived in and looked around.

"What is it calling? Do you hear it? It's still calling—"

Before Zhao Shengdong could answer, she had already seen it. In the corner of the cave, there was a small nest made of soft hay and firewood. A thin little guy poked its head out like a puppy. , the round eyes reflected the flames, looked at the crowd, and called out sadly.

"Poor puppy—"

She rubbed her hands together, and when her hands were warm, she squatted down and hugged it out.

Following its fur, she took a casual look into the nest.

However, this glance made her gasp.

That den is not as shallow as a normal dog den.On the inside of the nest, there is a small hole. It seems to be the "home" dug out by the puppy's parents to protect their children. I don't know how deep the hole is, but now in this house, there are three A curled up corpse.

One big dog, two small dogs.

Apparently it was a family that was in trouble.

"Tsk!" Mo Jiu sighed sympathetically, "This is too pitiful! The entire family is dead, and only you, a little one, are left."

Stroking the little head in her arms, she asked, "Which family's dog are you? Where is the owner?"

"It's not a dog." Behind Xiao Changsi's voice was hoarse, "It's a wolf. A prairie wolf."

Prairie wolf?A prairie wolf known for its bloodthirsty and brutality?
Mo Jiu looked down at the little guy who kept crawling into her arms, frowning slightly.It's so cute, so soft, so pitiful, and it can't be connected with those prairie wolves who wanted to tear her apart.

"What should I do?" She stood up slowly, and looked back at Xiao Changsi, "Why do I suddenly want to raise him?"

"Don't go crazy!" Xiao Changsi had a rare serious face, which made his face look extraordinarily terrifying, "This kind of wolf is not familiar with it." Slowly stretched out his hand, he stared into Mo Jiu's eyes, and paused every word , "Come on, give it to me."

Mo Jiu understood what it meant to give it to him.

He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to do it, so he wanted to deal with this little guy.

But such a soft and cute little life, how can she do it?

(End of this chapter)