Chapter 16 16. The poachers are coming, you have to get out of here...

The light in the morning is particularly soft, the time flows slowly in the mist, and the tea is dense on the small table in front of the window. I leaned against the head of the bed, holding a sketchbook to draw yesterday's little wolf cubs.I draw Fu Zai on my pen, but I always think of another wolf in my heart, and the air around me seems to be his breath.The more I drew, the more confused I became, so I set up my sketchbook to test Yifeng: "Who do you think this is?" Yifeng took a look, and continued to concentrate on the work in his hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "When Green was a child?"

It looks like Green in the blink of an eye, it seems that I am not alone. "It's not Green," I muttered, brushing off the charcoal on the painting, "It's Fuzai...do you think so too?" "Paintings are born from the heart, you miss him too much." Yifeng didn't care, "The little wolf cubs are all similar in appearance. Chinese wolves are not as rich and easy to distinguish as North American gray wolves. When the old wolf first saw Green's video , didn’t you say that our Green looks exactly like the little wolf he used to? Oh, I called the old wolf last night and told him that we had photographed a litter of little wild wolves. When seeing these cubs, most likely he will also think of his little wolf..."

"But Fuzi not only looks like Green, but also his movements, demeanor, personality, and Gu family's vigor. When I saw him, I felt an inexplicable feeling of intimacy, as if Green had returned... oh, forget it , You don’t understand even if I tell you!” There was an inexplicable undercurrent in my heart, and I didn’t know where it was pouring out. "A wolf is the same as a wolf." I remembered what the old wolf said. Is it really because I miss Green so much that I draw Fuzai as Green's shadow?I hugged my knees and curled up, resting my chin lightly on my knees, watching Yifeng work while thinking about something.

Yifeng has been researching with the mineral water bottle next to the wolf's den and the mineral water bottle at home since he woke up early in the morning.Facing the light, he carefully compared the water quality for a long time before carefully pouring the remaining water in the bottle into a paper cup and observing the body and bottom of the bottle with a magnifying glass.Finally, place a wet towel, use tweezers to pick off the soil in the gaps of the bottle body, and rub it radially on the wet towel. I couldn't help asking: "The little wolf has been photographed, no one must have been to the wolf's lair, this page has already been turned, the bottle may have been picked up by the big wolf. Why are you still thinking about it?"

"It's interesting because no one has been there. Where did the big wolf pick up the bottle, and what did he pick it up for? Have you ever thought about it?" Yifeng tasted the remaining water in the paper cup with the tip of his tongue, spit it out, and drank it again. Taking a sip of mineral water, he smiled triumphantly.He tilted the paper cup slightly: "The bottle is not filled with mineral water, but mountain spring water in the Wolf Valley." He put the wet towel that loosened the soil in front of my eyes, and pointed to the yellow sand on the outside and the fine black on the inside. : "The mud on the bottle is not only the sand at the entrance of the wolf's cave, but also black silt. This silt is only found by the stream. Yesterday in the video we saw the little wolf cub licking water from this bottle. What do you think the big wolf is doing with the bottle? use?"

I opened my eyes wide: "He... he brought water for the little wolf to drink?!" Then he shook his head in disbelief, "No need, the water source is so close, so the little wolf can go down and drink by himself..." "You forgot, the first few days after we found the wolf's den, we installed cameras at the water source. Can the big wolf let the little wolf take risks? Think about it..." Yifeng opened the flour bag and put the new mineral water bottle Press it on the flour, "I remember you found an indentation on the mud at the No. 1 water source, by the puddle newly dug by the wolf. Check if it is like this."

After I compared it, it was indeed such a trace. Although I had guessed it when I heard Yifeng's analysis, I was still surprised when I faced the evidence.Why would a wolf use a human container? ! "What's more interesting is where did they get this bottle, I noticed it yesterday," Yifeng shoved the magnifying glass into my hand, "Look, the same production date, even the gaps and flaws on the printed text are all the same." Exactly the same, the mineral water bottle next to the wolf den is definitely ours. And all of our bottles are collected in the back of the house and never thrown out, which means that this big wolf has come to inspect our hut and specially picked it up After leaving this bottle, I went all the way back to the mountains to use it. We went to find their dens, but they had already been to our dens." Yifeng laughed complacently and then became embarrassed: "We and the wolf are already having sex. It's not clear who's watching who anymore."

The first half of Yifeng's analysis makes sense, but the second half... I always feel that there are some details that are wrong.Were wolves really here?when?Our bottles are all capped and placed behind the house for water storage in winter. Even if the wolf can snatch the bottles, how can he unscrew the caps?There are no obvious bite marks on the mouth of this bottle... I try to dig deep in my memory. "Wait!" In a flash, a clue came up in my head, "I once dropped a bottle in the mountains! That's when I met this wolf." I turned to the portrait of "Dragon Wolf" in the sketchbook: "Yes! It was him. I was drinking water at the time, and suddenly I found him right behind me. I was so scared that I rolled the water bottle down the mountain. The bottle was not covered. Later, I ran for my life, and the bottle was thrown into the mountain."

"You lost it?" Yifeng was disappointed, "So, the wolf never came to our house?" "I definitely haven't been here, but maybe a wolf has followed me. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to find a water bottle in the grass in such a large mountain range." "Did the dragon wolf take it back?" "I don't think it's possible. Longlang was caught by someone. Didn't Zeren say that, he is very repulsed by objects with human smell. Besides, he was too late to escape in a panic. How could he come back to pick up the bottle?" I recalled the situation in the mountains that day, "It stands to reason that wild wolves are generally very wary of people and will not touch things left by people... Maybe there are wolves that are not so afraid of people following me?"

Yifeng may have realized something about my thoughts: "You suspect that it is..." I bit my lip, and my eyes fell on the mineral water bottle in his hand: "When I used to take Green out to play, I always brought him a bottle of water to drink. If it's Green's fault to feed the little wolf with a water bottle Yes, I wouldn't be surprised." Yifeng kneaded the mineral water bottle in his hand to make a soft clicking sound, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter as he thought about it, and finally raised his eyebrows with a particularly excited expression: "When the fog clears, let's go and clean up the The cameras are retracted and fully charged. I will go to the wolf den tomorrow for surveillance, and this time I must capture the big wolf!"

The next day, we brought seven hidden cameras and a telephoto to determine a more perfect viewing angle, and came to the wolf cave again, only to find that there were no signs of wolves living in the wolf cave for many days. Just when we thought wolves didn't reject our items and tastes, they disappeared again.It is still unclear what kind of wolf took my water bottle.The thoughts and behaviors of wolves are like an intricate labyrinth. They never know where to go, and they never know the colors of the small doors in the labyrinth. Yifeng and I searched around, and checked along the water source, there are still wolf paw prints, I guess the wolf must not move far, because the back mountain is their last safe place, and the only water source necessary for the wolf cave .Do you want to continue tracking?Or don't bother for now, lest the female wolf feel uneasy.For us, it is good to know that the cubs are here, and the future will last forever. When they grow up and follow their parents to hunt, we will have the opportunity to meet them. "Let's get in touch slowly." I sat down on a haystack by the water, and looked up at the hidden tent on the opposite hill, "Our tent has been kept for so long, and the wolves haven't moved out, so it shows that they don't reject us." If you are a neighbor, but you want to install a video camera at the door of his house, the wolf will not do it. Let’s watch from a distance in the future.” "Okay." Yifeng sat down with a smile, leaned over to wash his hands in the stream, "It's just that I didn't see any animals today, it's a pity." Yifeng's inadvertent words made me suddenly chill.Yes, it's a little too quiet in the mountains today.At first I thought it was the wolf who had left, and it was a psychological effect that made me feel empty, but when Yifeng said this, I became even more uneasy.I looked around, and when I went up the mountain on weekdays, hares and marmots ran all over the mountain, but today I didn't see any living things along the way, and even the sound of birds was silent.Only a very threatening beast can have such a chilling aura.In a trance, I seemed to hear a monster's threatening low roar. I turned my ears to search for the direction, my spine was stiff, my nerves were tense, and I was frozen like an ice sculpture.The feeling of imminent disaster seems to be getting stronger and stronger... Yifeng dusted the ice water on my face and said with a smile, "Why are you in a daze?" "Don't make trouble! Listen!" I widened my eyes in fear. Yifeng was startled, and pricked up his ears... Behind the ring finger mountain, the voice sneaked close to the ground and began to climb the mountain. motorcycle? !How could anyone come here in the deep mountains where wild wolves haunted?The two men's hairs stood on end.Yifeng hurriedly grabbed my hand, ran up the slope a few steps, hid behind the bushes nearby, and figured out the direction of the telescope scanning sound. "I hope it is a passerby, I hope it is a passerby..." I prayed, but I knew in my heart that there was no passage on this mountain. Yifeng stopped, patted me, and pointed to the ring finger mountain ridge on the right side - two motorcycles with a big box on the back of the motorcycle.Two people, one of them was dressed as a Han Chinese, wearing a pair of dazzling white gloves; the other was dressed as a Tibetan, with a scarlet turban covering his face and a gray hat.They looked down at us from the ridge, and the bushes couldn't hide us. The two men were parking their cars and looked at us. After a while, they got out of the car and sat on the hillside in front of the car.They were on the mountain, and we were at the foot of the mountain, looking at each other from a distance, unable to see the facial expressions clearly, only feeling that the white gloves covered the sun with one hand, and they were always looking down at us.They don't have binoculars. "The mountain here is steep, and the motorcycle can't come down. Sit for a while and wait for them to leave." Yifeng sat back and sat down. Since he couldn't hide, he simply stopped hiding, "Maybe it's the rancher who came to patrol the field. Don't scare yourself .” I am not as optimistic as Yifeng. I clearly remember the sense of oppression when they came up the mountain. There will be no people passing by without reason on the back mountain, let alone people who return without success.What's more, not only did they have no intention of leaving, but they sat down and stared at us.Who are they?What do you want to do? Maybe the other party was also not sure who we were. Five minutes passed, and the two sides were still confronting each other silently. I turned on the camera and zoomed in as close as I could to capture their images.Ten minutes, twenty minutes, forty minutes... It's getting more and more wrong. They are definitely not the ranchers here. If they are, they don't need to look for so long. They just need to use the echo of the valley to ask: "Are you Who, what are you doing at my ranch?" But they didn't call out.The impact of time is getting louder and louder, and my heart beats twice as fast as the second hand.Yifeng's face became more and more ugly, and he also felt that this was not a friendly look at each other.If the wolf's gaze is "ruthless" grasping seven inches tightly, then this kind of gaze is "poison" that gnaws at the bones and heart. The only thing blocking us is the hillside where the motorcycle cannot get down.Can't go on like this, Yifeng called Zeren for help. There is no signal in the col!The person who confronted us was also on the phone, and he might not be able to leave if he did not withdraw. I was flustered. In fact, during the confrontation, we had already realized that the visitor was not good, but we couldn't confirm it. The poachers who had been hiding in the dark for a long time actually ran into us in the barren mountains.If you can poach, you can rob, anyway, it is illegal, and you don't care about one more thing.We carry so much camera equipment and notebooks that it is impossible to hide them under their noses. Putting down the phone, I quickly put the camera into the backpack, pulled out the memory card of the camera and stuffed it quietly into the sock. Even if the device was robbed, I still left their images.I picked a handful of plaster off the ground, wiped it off my face, lowered my hat, and tried to hide as much as I could, and as soon as I could escape, I'd come back and settle accounts with them.I left a nondescript covert camera strapped to the shoulder strap of my backpack and turned it on.I opened my sleeves, and I still remembered the rancher's name "Wangqingjia" on my wrist. I repeated it and remembered it. Yifeng handed me wooden sticks, one for each of us. The sticks were originally used by us for mountaineering, and by the way, to drive away dogs and ward off wolves.Yifeng's footsteps are no longer as calm as when he met the wolves. Our car parked behind the main peak, and the two mountain passes between Little Finger Mountain, Ring Finger Mountain and Middle Finger Mountain are the only way to go.Seeing that those two people were still sitting on the top of the hill, I hope they didn't have any intentions. We started to turn up the pass along the inconspicuous places between the mountains, and listened as we walked, but they didn't chase us.We didn't dare to slack, quickened our pace, and quickly climbed over the mountain on the oxygen-deficient plateau, which made us dizzy.Seeing that we were approaching the mountain ridge, the sound of motorcycles suddenly approached. It turned out that they were waiting for us to go up the mountain! "Don't be afraid..." Yifeng might still want to say "I'm here", but he couldn't breathe at all, showing symptoms of altitude sickness. The mountain pass was originally an open land, but we turned left, they turned left, we turned right, they turned right, their feet were against the motorcycle, and they couldn't run away. There was no choice but to be brave. Two motorcycles had already blocked the way, Gray Hat spoke first: "What are you doing?" I saw Yifeng walked to the other side of the motorcycle not far away with the wooden stick, sat down and panted heavily.I tried my best to be calm: "We are shooting landscapes, how about you?" White Gloves replied with a grin: "Go hunting in the mountains." He was not masked, he was Han, and he spoke with an accent from the outskirts of Chengdu. I thought you were being honest, so I stretched my hand over the camera lens on the backpack, triggered the infrared camera, and asked him, "What did you hit?" "I can shoot anything. Today I shot some woodchucks (marmots)." White Gloves said, as if noticing my camera, he pedaled his motorcycle and circled to my left rear not far away. The four faced each other in a cross. The masked gray hat seemed to have no scruples. His eyes looked at my backpack through the slit of the scarf, and then turned his head to glance at the camera in Yifeng's hand. He asked in Tibetan Mandarin, "Are there just two of you?" "No," I said lightheartedly, "friends are behind. Locals." The gray hat looked down the mountain suspiciously. As if nothing had happened, I asked again: "Where do you sell the dogs and how much are they?" "Sold to Guangdong, more than two hundred one..." Gray Hat replied subconsciously, looking away, "Just now, it seems that there are only two of you." He leaned over the motorcycle, put his left foot on the ground, and raised his right leg slightly. , as if he was about to get out of the car, and it would be difficult for him to do what he wanted to do once he got out of the car. I hated and was afraid, this repeated temptation was not a good sign, I took a few steps to the side, trying to keep the distance from him, turned sideways and looked down the mountain, in fact, I was guarding against the Han people behind me. "Aren't you afraid of wolves on this mountain?" Gray Hat said as he straightened the sleeve of his robe, put his right hand into his bosom, and circled it slightly twice.My heart was about to explode, the preparatory action of pulling out a dog stick wrapped around a cowhide rope was too familiar, once the murder weapon was exposed, there was no room for redemption. "Of course I'm afraid!" I let out a quick breath, and complained loudly to Yifeng, "Why haven't Wang Qingjia and the others come up, I can't carry it anymore. You call him." My voice trembled, but I climbed up the mountain It's natural to have a heartbeat and breathlessness. As soon as the rancher's name was said, Gray Hat's right hand stopped. Yifeng understood it, and immediately answered the words: "Master, you are going to the bathroom, why are you rushing? Ask Tashi to come up to pick you up." Then he shouted in Tibetan to the back of the mountain pass we were going to, "Tashi, Come up and help!" Tashi is the head of the village, and the poachers probably know him.The gray hat stretched out his empty hand from the pocket of the robe, and instead of getting out of the car, he straightened the motorcycle, winked, and the two of them fled away. As soon as the motorcycle disappeared, Yifeng and I hurried over the first mountain pass and left the most dangerous place. Once the tension was over, both of them felt exhausted, so they slowed down and walked towards the second mountain pass. "Oops, look!" Four motorcycles at the foot of the mountain are carrying a group of people, two of whom are the gray hats and white gloves we met just now, and they are communicating with each other at the moment, looking up at our direction. Yifeng used a set of binoculars: "No, hurry up, they are pointing at us!" My previously relaxed nerves tense up again.The poachers came together and found that we had no reinforcements, so they reacted! We carried the camera and quickly climbed the mountain.After running for a few minutes, I heard the motorcycle slamming the accelerator and chasing up the mountain. Yifeng's asthma attack, I grabbed his bag and camera: "Quick! You go first!" Yifeng lightened up, threw off his long legs, rushed up the mountain, stepped over the fence, and really ran away... Oops, this one.I said the righteous words, I couldn't laugh or cry, I gritted my teeth and rushed to the fence with my backpack!As long as you cross the fence, you can block the motorcycles. The fence in front of you seems to be the boundary between life and death.While running wildly, time seemed to have stopped. I suddenly remembered the three wolves who jumped over the fence in front of our car when I first came to the grassland. At this moment, I really experienced their feelings. I suddenly felt that I was also a poacher with a gun prey under the mouth. I climbed over the mountain ridge and fled down the mountain.Yifeng started the car and yelled, "Quick! Quick!" The sound of motorcycles has reached the mountain ridge.As soon as I jumped into the car, before I could close the door, Yifeng kicked the accelerator and rushed out of the mountain. The car detoured onto the road.I patted my chest and panted loudly. Looking at Shilu again, the four motorcycles stopped by the fence on the mountain ridge.Thank goodness the fence saved us. Yifeng gripped the steering wheel tightly, and the veins on his forehead twitched: "Meeting people is much more dangerous than meeting wolves." I held down my trembling knees, poured mineral water on my head, wiped my wet face, leaned back in the chair, and said nothing. This is the first time I have encountered poachers head-on, and neither of them knows the details. I know that if I meet them again, I will not be so lucky.After a little shock, I suddenly understood one thing - this time the wolves moved to their dens, not because of us, but because their biggest threat came. As soon as he got back to the hut, Yifeng immediately covered the car with a camouflage jacket. Although we came back after a long circle along the road outside Wolf Mountain, our hut is on the first mountain range of Wolf Mountain, within the range of poachers. If they wander along the mountains, white SUVs are easy. If we are discovered, our residence will also be exposed.On the barren hills, a simple and dilapidated house was originally not eye-catching, and poachers would not provoke the aborigines, but if they found that the house lived With equipment, the situation is different.At that time, our personal safety will be threatened.The eggshell-like single brick wall, the 3mm-thin glass, and the laminated door that can be kicked open with one kick. We lived on the uninhabited Wolf Mountain for so long, and we felt scared for the first time. I cut out opaque canvas to make curtains to cover every time I go out, so that no one can see what is inside the house.I took a flimsy padlock out of the toolbox and nailed it to the door, the only thing we could do for extra protection. After doing this, my heartbeat slowed down a little, and I went back to the desk and inserted the camera card into the notebook.The poachers who blocked us at the mountain pass were caught by the hidden camera on my shoulder strap.I frowned and watched the video on the computer.Since entering the room, I haven't said a word, which makes Yifeng a little uneasy. "I didn't leave you on purpose just now, I just wanted to drive down the mountain..." Yifeng sat down apologetically and held my hand, "I'm sorry." I shook him back, without taking my eyes off the computer.I'm not mad at him, I just don't know me behind the video.I thought that a fierce woman like me would one day meet the poachers I hate, and she would be as righteous as the heroes on TV, but today I know that when I am really alone and helpless when facing a group of outlaws, It is not so easy to be righteous. In the deserted wilderness, there are only strong and weak, and there is no justice and law to speak of.It feels so unpleasant, so useless, to run and run with a smile on your face, but it is reality because we are vulnerable. "I don't blame you. Survival and avoidance are human instincts. We are all ordinary people." I turned off the computer, closed my eyes, and tried my best to cool down my shame and anger.I'm not an expert, I'm not an environmentalist, I'm not an anti-poaching hero, I'm just a mother who wants to have kids.Too many things have happened in the past few months. When I returned to the grassland, I only expected to find my wolf cub. I never expected that I would get closer and closer to the poachers step by step.I doubt my guts and abilities.No one does not cherish life, and perhaps, heroes are forced out by things that he cares more about than life. The hut was quiet for a long time, only the sound of the birds returning to their nests under the eaves, and the sunset gradually sank behind the wolf mountain. "The poachers didn't go down from this side." Yifeng put down the binoculars, and saw my pale face in a blink of an eye, "Are you okay?" I gently rubbed the twitching eyelids with my fingertips: "I'm very scared." Yifeng patted my head, turned around and walked back and forth in the room several times, hesitatingly said: "Then shall we go to Langshan tomorrow?" I understand what Yifeng means. Usually, poachers take a fancy to a certain area, cast poison as a trap, and then collect their prey one after another. They will haunt here for many days in a row, and they will not leave until the area is no longer worth poaching.If we go up to Wolf Mountain against the wind, the probability of encountering poachers again is very high.However, it was precisely because the poachers had entered the mountain that the situation of the cubs was even more dangerous.When the female wolf leaves home to hunt, the pups sometimes come out of the den to play without any intention. They cannot run fast and are easily caught by poachers. "Go!" I think the reason why the poachers have been confronting us up and down the mountain for so long shows that they also have a guilty conscience.We are afraid because we feel threatened because we don't know the details; they are afraid because they are doing something wrong.I still believe in evil over good.I miss my Green who may be wandering in the mountains, and I miss the litter of little wolves, especially Fu Zai, who is very similar to Green. I don’t want him to repeat Green’s mistakes and be taken out by poachers. "Install all the hidden cameras. This time we are not going to monitor wolves, but people who enter the mountain." "Okay!" Yifeng closed the notebook, moving quickly as if he was afraid that I would change his mind, "Now, while Zeren is still awake, let's go to him to identify these people. If we meet again, we will die. If you don’t know who killed you, that’s called injustice.” He pulled me into the car and went straight to Yuanmu in Zeren. Zeren's family gathers around their notebooks to watch poachers' videos. "Stop! Stop!" Zeren pointed, "I recognize this masked man. He is from a farming area. He came to our village a few years ago to be his son-in-law. He's an idle bastard. He loves to gamble and owes money. A bad ass." People on the grassland don’t change their clothes much, just a few outfits throughout the year, so they can recognize each other even if they cover their faces.Although no one knows the other Han Chinese, as long as we find out the situation of one of them, we will have a bottom line in our hearts. At five o'clock in the morning the next day, we went to the mountain early. Morning and night are the time for wolves to come and go, poachers will not choose this time, and we would rather meet wolves than meet people again. In summer, it dawns very early, and the mist in the wetland gently surges up the mountain. Yifeng and I squatted on the ridge of Zhongfeng to observe the movement. "Is there anyone?" I asked quietly. Yifeng waved his hand and continued to scan the valley with the binoculars. "Look below!" Yifeng suddenly became excited, "Ten o'clock direction!" I followed my words - in the valley, a big wolf was running with its back towards us, and going up the mountain at this time really had an unexpected harvest. My heart beat faster: "Keep an eye on him! Maybe you will find a new wolf den." The wolf didn't notice us for a while, he ran straight to a large thick bush, sniffed the ground, circled around, looked up and down the mountain for a while, and got into the bush.After a while, two big wolves emerged from the bushes. They stretched their front legs to support the ground, straightened their hind legs as if they were doing push-ups, and stretched freely, as if they had just woken up. Slowly went to the stream to drink some water, and went out of the mountain. I watched the back of the wolf disappear into the morning light, stood up and patted the grass clippings, and asked: "Did you see clearly, are there three or two in total?" Not one of the two wolves that came out, I hope Yifeng can see it more clearly through the telescope. Yifeng put down the binoculars thoughtfully, instead of answering my question, he murmured, "Do you think there is a wolf whose gait resembles Green's?" "Really? Did you see clearly?! Why didn't you call him!" "The fog is too thick, and I'm not sure, but it's not safe if the wolf den moves to this place. You see, not far below is the place where the poachers met yesterday, and the motorcycle marks are all there." I bit my lip tightly, my body felt hot and cold.I have always suspected that Green is among these wolves. I really don't want to miss any clues about him. If you have deep feelings for wolves, it is difficult to remain objective and calm. Although the wolves have left, I decided to go down and have a look. If I have any doubts, I will go to verify. This is the east side of the ring finger mountain range, the bush where the wolf appeared is near the bottom of the valley. As soon as we got down to the mountainside with wooden sticks, Yifeng found out: "Look, the wolf's hidden food." I took a closer look and saw a small prey covered by dry grass and floating soil on the side of the wolf road not far away. Only the white head was exposed. It was a dead lamb. "I'll take a look!" Yifeng walked over excitedly, "Oh, this sheep is skinned." "Stop! Don't move!" Yifeng was about to stretch out his hand to push away the hay, but was so frightened by my loud roar that he didn't even dare to move his fingers rashly.I rushed over a few steps, grabbed Yifeng's arm to stabilize him, and poked at the dead sheep and Yifeng's feet with a wooden stick. Snapped! !The wolf clip burst out of the ground, right in front of Yifeng's left foot!His face was covered in dust, and his face became even more ugly. He hastily poked the surrounding ground with a wooden stick again. Fortunately, this one is a large wolf clamp, as big as a small washbasin, with shark teeth biting together, and the force can break a cow's leg bone. "Fortunately, I found it, fortunately I found it..." Yifeng's cold sweat was covered with dust, and he seemed to be speechless except for this sentence. If he took half a step forward just now, his leg bones would definitely be broken. I rummaged through the bait, a lamb the size of a rabbit.The lambs in summer are born too late, and they have no time to grow up before winter. In this season, the ewes are so busy grazing that they have no time to pay attention to the lambs.The lamb either died of starvation or died of illness. It was dry and thin. The herdsmen usually skinned the lamb and discarded the body as useless. It happened to be collected by poachers as bait.There was a gash in the hind leg of the dead lamb, and I poked my finger into it and pulled out a wax-sealed pellet of poison. "It's a trap and a fox drug. It's ruthless!" I wrapped the pill in a paper towel and put it in my trouser pocket, sprinkled mosquito repellent toilet water on the sheep, and warned the wolves with the smell. This is something that people have tampered with. The wolf clip is firmly embedded in the wooden stick, and the bite is too tight to break apart. I don't intend to leave the wolf clip to the poachers, so I simply pulled off the chain at the end of the wolf clip and carried the wooden stick on my shoulder.The two continued down the mountain. Yifeng stared at the wolf trap I picked up behind me, feeling terrified: "How did you react?" "Where do lambs come from in the barren mountains?" My tone was like Monkey King teaching Tang Seng, "Why don't wolves hide their prey for wolf cubs when they have prey? What's more, wolves don't feel safe eating sheep that have been skinned. Poachers are infested, so be careful in everything." "This trap, will the wolf fall for it?" "The big wolf probably won't, the little wolf is inexperienced, so I can't say for sure." I took a deep breath of the mountain air, and the past that had settled in the depths of my soul poured out, "I have seen poaching traps... At that time, Green was right next to me, and he was terrified." My heart was empty, and there was a tangle of disappointment and hope.Perhaps, Green and I breathe the air of the same prairie, pass the same place, but cannot see or touch each other.Is Green still in the mountains?Can I still meet him?Maybe we will miss it countless times, but even staying where he once stopped can give me some comfort. We searched for suspicious traps all the way, and gradually came to the area where we saw wolves down the mountain. We went down the mountain and found that there are bushes everywhere. We don't know which bush is the suspected wolf den just now.The two were walking looking east and west, when a white light flashed in front of their eyes, a big wolf jumped out from the bushes on the right, turned around and walked away.We were taken aback. We were watching the two wolves leave on the mountain, but we didn't expect there were wolves hiding here. My pent-up expectations exploded: "Green! Green!" I just yelled twice, and there was a "whoosh" in the bushes behind me, and another big wolf jumped out, flicked its tail, and ran up the mountain. We actually came between the two wolves, and the places where they were lurking were less than ten meters away from us.At this moment, they each retreated in two directions without looking back.How many wolves are hiding here?I dare not shout anymore, what if this is a wolf den.Although we were shocked twice, we were not afraid in our hearts, because we made a lot of noise along the way, especially when we destroyed the wolf trap.The wolves have always held a wait-and-see attitude, at least they allowed us to come, and they always have their considerations when they don't want to approach us. "Did you see clearly? Is there Green?" "Neither." I was both happy and regretful.I am happy that the wolves are around us, watching us mischievously; unfortunately, the wolf that Yifeng saw may have left before we went down the mountain. Yifeng and I looked around and it was quiet.I tentatively moved closer to the bush where the first wolf jumped out and looked around.The whole bush is round and round, like a lush green yurt. The bush is covered with small purple and white flowers the size of mung beans, and the fragrance is lingering.There are three well-trodden passages under the bushes to enter. It is very dark inside, and the situation in the bushes cannot be seen through due to the difference between the inside and outside light.I listened carefully, and searched with a flashlight, but there were no wolves.I climbed in curiously. I crawled in and realized that the bushes were not as dark as they looked outside.The morning light leaks in from the branches and leaves, each leaf is as transparent as glass, and the breeze blowing through the leaves seems to make exquisite sounds like pearls and jade.Hidden in the dark bushes, you can watch the movement outside from the gaps in the branches and leaves.This is not a wolf cave. There are two comfortable shallow bunkers on the ground. Try it with the back of your hand. One of them still has the body temperature of a wolf and the familiar smell of a wolf.I don't know if Green has slept here.I folded my arms and folded my chin on my wrist, lying in the shallow nest, against the residual warmth of a wolf in the sand, I just wanted to let it cool off slowly.I turned over, lay on my back and looked at the flower tops of the bushes, took out a big white rabbit toffee, chewed it slowly in my mouth, and said to myself: "It's a pity, Green, my mother is so stupid, if I were Your biological mother will be fine, and you can tell if your son has been here by sniffing with your nose. Son, if you come back again and smell the smell of your mother, remember to come back to me." I pursed my lips and smiled, sticking out The chewed toffee sticks to a branch of the bush and squeezes it tightly. Lying in the "shrub yurt" decorated with flowers, I tried to peek out from the wolf's perspective-our hiding place on the mountain ridge, the route we walked, and even the place on the mountainside where the wolf's trap was removed.I smiled slightly, feeling sour in my heart, I thought they didn't find us, how silly. The "shrub yurt" is cool and quiet, even when the sun is exposed, there will be a cool breeze here.Fragrant flowers flutter and fall slowly, sticking to the ends of my hair and temples.Close my eyes, Lurong flowers bloom, flowing water sings, wind combs the grass...everything makes a sound, and my mood gradually calms down, like a beach that has just receded from the tide, soft and moist. Just let me wander for a while, and listen to the world with wolf ears... If it hadn't been for seeing wolves coming in and out from here, who would have known that wolves had such a romantic "villa" in the mountains. After enjoying a rest in the mountains for more than ten minutes, I climbed out of the "yurt" and said enviously, "wolves really know how to find a place, and it's a standard room with two beds." Yifeng also just got out of another wolf's bushes, which seemed to be even bigger, Yifeng smiled and said: "That one is even better, the presidential suite! It seems that we disturbed the wolf's dream, I'm really sorry." Wolves only need dens during calving season.In the past, I always wondered, since they don't drill holes on weekdays, where did they disappear out of thin air after entering the mountain?The discovery of these nap suites made us feel more at ease.In this place full of mountains and bushes, if the wolves really wanted to hide quietly, poachers would have no chance of finding them.The only worrying thing is the little wolf who has nothing to do. It took more than an hour to detour to investigate the wolf's villa. We have to hurry up the rest of the time. Once the dew dries up, the motorcycle will be able to go up the mountain. It will be troublesome if we encounter poachers.I took four hidden cameras to Little Finger Mountain, and Yifeng took three to stay on Ring Finger Mountain, and the two of them split up to control. I set up three cameras on the possible routes of poachers and at wide angles of view, trying to be as concealed as possible.I have one left, and I'm going to install it next to a water source. I don't expect to capture wolves, but I can see the flow of animals during poachers' activities. 我看上小溪边一处低矮的草垛子，摄像机装在草垛后面，只露摄像头出来，上方又有密草掩盖，不仔细看绝不容易发现。只是附近没有低矮的灌木可以固定机器，我琢磨了好一会儿，手上的木棍被捕兽夹夹住的那一截长度正合适。我没有切断木棍的工具，于是我坐在草垛子上，手脚并用，转动捕兽夹的夹口，一点一点磨断木棍。 还差一点儿就磨断了。我正干得带劲儿，听见身后有蹚水而来的脚步声，估计亦风已经完成工作了，就剩我还在这边磨蹭。 我抹了一把汗：“你等我一会儿，就快好了。” 身后的亦风默不作声，只是缓慢地向我靠近。 我抓住木棍两端，用力蹬捕兽夹，咔嚓，木棍终于弄断了。我长舒一口气，专注的精力一放松，忽然觉得背后气氛不对，那粗重的呼吸声不像亦风，难道是盗猎者？一股寒意贯穿全身。我脑子里似乎已经呈现出盗猎者端着猎枪对准我后脑勺的画面。 "Who?" He doesn't speak. 我握紧了木棍，僵着脖子慢慢转身…… 神啊……太美了！是一头高大的梅花鹿！ 从未在野外与一只鹿面对面，梅花鹿在溪水中亭亭玉立，山谷间贴地涌动的雾气使他如同站在云端。梅花鹿每移动一步，柔光薄雾便在他修长的腿间衍射出光晕，宛若踏梦而来。他清秀的脖子上绕着一圈早已褪色的彩带，耳朵上有一条象征放生的黄丝结。他并不怕人，侧过头看我，长长的睫毛排成袖珍的芭蕉扇，呼扇呼扇，卷起的酥风一下子就把我扇到了天上，而那双柔媚脱俗的大眼睛又把我从云端给勾了回来。粉红的晨曦，淡紫色的山岚，山涧的青葱一片，还有我的影子一起融化在他幽深的眸子里，让我情不自禁地在他的眼波里游啊游啊。 上一次隔着山谷遥望他，而现在却近在咫尺，他的气息都能温暖我的手背。我屏住呼吸，生怕吹散了这个曼妙的梦幻。我虔诚地抬手，舒展指尖，想摸摸他的鼻翼，正巧他也伸头过来。 啵儿！我的手指送进了他的鼻洞，湿的！热的！This is real!他打了个喷嚏，躲开我的手，轻眨美睫低头嗅我的味道，把我的围巾嚼进嘴里品尝。在如此安详境地，与秀丽的生灵有这种亲密接触，我心里好感动，好希望亦风也能看见，想想又有些懊恼——在这样的仙境，怎么说也得飘逸长裙才搭调，而我居然穿着脏兮兮的冲锋衣，还把手指插进神鹿的鼻孔里。唉，太煞风景了。 我轻轻拉回围巾：“这个不能吃哦。”说着得寸进尺地摸到了鹿的肩背……脖子……耳朵……他没有鹿角，只有一对已经锯掉的角桩。摸到他的角桩，让他敏感了，不满地晃晃脑袋，轻轻顶了我一下。我一个趔趄，踩在捕兽夹的链子上，叮当声响把我从想入非非中拽了出来，我这才记起自己的正事儿和随时可能出现的盗猎者。 “这片山上有只放生鹿，盗猎者眼馋他一年多了……”我脑袋里闪过索朗的话，慌了。 “盗猎的来了，你得离开这儿！”我使劲推他。 他不走，从容悠逸地看着我。 “快离开这儿，危险！” 他温驯地继续上来叼我的围巾。我急了，抓起捕兽夹和木棍对敲，把捕兽夹口使劲掰开又猛地弹合，在他面前撞击出当当的金属声响。金属声震得他扑打耳朵，显得惊恐难受。 “别怪我，我宁可让你怕人！”我咬着牙，做出凶狠的样子，振起双臂吆喝，把半截木棍向他挥舞。梅花鹿小步后退，眼里充满了疑惑，他望了望山腰，转身隐入最后一缕雾霭中。 “你敲什么敲？整那么大动静！赶紧装好监控撤退。”亦风从山腰下来了。 “鹿！是那只放生的梅花鹿。有这么大！这么高！”我连比带画。 光秃秃的狼山上，盗猎者来了，他可怎么躲啊！ 返家的路上，我望山兴叹。阳光清朗了原野，雾岚消散，我好害怕我们这时候看到的一切美好也将随雾而去。