You are unlucky and I am tough

"Are you OK?"

Wei Qinglang asked Cheng Shuang again. There was still blood on the knife held in Cheng Shuang's hands. It was because she helped stab a baboon when several of them pounced on her together.

She shook her head. "I'm fine."

A few people ran into the woods, trying to pick up things that had been snatched away by baboons and dropped into the grass. Wei Qinglang shouted, "Don't pick them up! Come back and be careful not to get lost."

The few people who ran in only picked up a sickle and a water bag, and cursed the baboons.

The ground was littered with baboon corpses. Wei Qinglang ordered everyone to take their belongings to the riverside and count the losses.

Then he pulled Cheng Shuang to the river and washed the scratches on the back of her hand with clean water.

Cheng Shuang's backpack was small and was placed at the innermost part, so it was not stolen. Wei Qinglang found emergency medicine and gauze from the bottom of the backpack.

Looking at the five or six bottles and jars, he was completely confused and asked Cheng Shuang, "Which one is for stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation?"

Cheng Shuang picked up a white bottle and said, "I can do it myself. You go check on the others."

Wei Qinglang took the bottle and held her hand to pour the powder. "Don't be so stubborn. How are you going to bandage it yourself?"

After applying the medicine, I took out the gauze and wrapped it around her twice.

Cheng Shuang was still frightened, luckily he didn't hit her in the face.

A quarter of an hour later, Xu Daqing came over and said, "Brother Qinglang, I looked around and saw that everyone had put all their food there, not counting wild fruits and the like. The remaining dry food of several people was snatched away. Two torches, a sickle, and two water bags are also missing."

"Also, four people were scratched by baboons."

Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang hurried over to take a look. Two people had their arms scratched, one had several bloody scratches on his neck, and another had been scratched on the back of his hand like Cheng Shuang.

Cheng Shuang said to the injured people, "Wash the wounds with clean water first and then apply medicine."

Several people followed the instructions and went to the river to rinse the wounds clean. Then Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang took medicine and gauze to help them apply medicine and bandage them.

After everything was dealt with, Wei Qinglang said to everyone, "We have to leave quickly. The baboon group will hold a grudge and may come back for revenge. By then, there won't be just a few dozen of them.

And if there are any wild animals in the mountains, the corpses of these baboons and the smell of blood will attract them."

Although baboons are small in size, they are ferocious and vengeful. If there are enough of them together, they can tear a person to pieces. Wei Qinglang did not dare to be careless at all.

Everyone was frightened when they heard this and quickly packed up their things and left.

Less than half an hour after they left, several wild wolves came following the smell of blood, and began to eat the baboon corpses on the ground. After eating, they dragged a few away.

Wei Qinglang led the team through the woods for nearly two hours before finding a stream and stopping to rest. Along the way, he asked the villagers to observe the trees, fearing that baboons would follow them and bring back a group of baboons for revenge.

Fortunately, they were not followed along the way, and the baboon's sense of smell could not track scents, so they managed to get rid of those things.

After resting for a while, Cheng Shuang observed the surrounding environment and found that the forest opposite was an excellent place for Gastrodia elata to grow, so he told everyone to go opposite to look for it.

Facts proved that her observation was correct. More than a dozen people searched until dark and found a total of four Gastrodia elata.

Cheng Shuang found two pills by herself, which was enough medicine for the villagers.

Today is already the fifth day in the mountains. After gathering all the medicinal herbs, team leader Wei Qinglang has told us to rest for one more night and leave the mountains early tomorrow morning.

"Great, I can finally go out."

Everyone was very excited. They kept looking for medicine every day for the past five days. Their waists were almost broken from bending so much, and everyone's feet were covered with blisters.

Wei Qinglang, with Cheng Shuang standing in front of him for protection, took out a compass to identify the direction and said to the excited crowd, "It's not too late yet. Let's light torches and walk a little further out, then find a place to stay for the night. This way, we should be able to get out tomorrow."

Everyone obeyed the instructions. They didn't know the way and couldn't tell the direction, let alone where they were. They just followed Wei Qinglang wherever he told them to go.

The night is as dark as ink, and the vast forest is like a huge black hole that can swallow everything in the world.

Wei Qinglang led the way holding a torch, his expression somewhat solemn. From time to time, there were some noises coming from the dark surroundings, which made the villagers behind him very nervous.

Because they were attacked by baboons during the day, they always felt that there were countless pairs of eyes watching them from above their heads, so they were carefully paying attention to what was above their heads all the way, not knowing that danger was quietly approaching on the ground.

Wei Qinglang's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he was scanning the surroundings vigilantly. Suddenly, he frowned and stretched out his hand to stop Cheng Shuang who was walking beside him.

Cheng Shuang was puzzled and was about to ask what was wrong, but when she looked ahead, her breathing suddenly stopped.

In the darkness ahead, I saw several pairs of eyes flashing with faint light.

As soon as they stopped, the people behind them quickly noticed something was wrong, and someone shouted in panic, "What is that?"

"The eyes that glow in the night can't be..."

"All quiet."

Cheng Shuang stopped everyone and looked at the villagers who were full of panic. Her voice was deep, "Don't panic. Don't let them see that you are afraid. If you panic, you will die."

A dozen people quickly gathered together, and several wolves approached little by little. Their agile figures gradually became clear in the firelight, and their bared fangs shone with a cold light.

Everyone could see clearly that there were six wolves.

The low roars from the wolves' throats frightened the villagers so much that they clenched the torches in their hands in fear, breathing rapidly, their eyes filled with fear.

Cheng Shuang was also nervous, but remained calm and spoke again, "Wolves are very smart. They will assess their opponents' strength based on their reactions. If we are afraid, they will pounce on us without hesitation. Taking up weapons and confronting them is the only chance of victory."

"Damn it, let's fight them." After hearing what Cheng Shuang said, Xu Daqing made up his mind, pulled out his axe, straightened his back and stood next to Wei Qinglang.

Wei Qinglang held a torch, his eyes calm and composed in the light of the fire, without any panic. It was for this reason that the wolves did not pounce on him directly.

As soon as Xu Daqing went up, Cheng Fu also went over with an axe and took up his stance. When Cheng Ergou saw his son going up, he also stood beside his son with a hoe.

Seeing this, everyone took out their weapons, stood in two rows with their backs straight, and confronted the wolves with a desperate attitude.

The wolves approached slowly with cold eyes, as if testing someone.

Wei Qinglang knew that he had to win with momentum in order to scare them away. He handed the torch to Cheng Shuang beside him, then put down the backpack and quickly took out the bow and arrow, drew the bow and aimed the arrow at the wolf in the middle.

He observed that the one in the middle was the leader.

In the firelight, his eyes were as sharp as ice, closely watching the wolf leader's every move.

The leader wolf seemed to sense that the opponent was not easy to deal with, and the roar in his throat became deeper and deeper. Cold sweat oozed from the foreheads of the villagers, but they still held their weapons with full posture.

It seemed as if the air was about to freeze and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The leading wolf did not move forward, but crouched slightly as if ready to pounce, letting out a creepy howl.

Wei Qinglang's brows darkened, he pulled the bow to its full extent and released it instantly. The sharp arrow flew out with a "whoosh" and landed steadily at the feet of the wolf leader.

It was just a hair's breadth away from its front paw.

The leader wolf looked down at the arrow at his feet and took a small step back.

Wei Qinglang took a step forward and pulled out the second arrow. His bow was no longer the broken bow he had at the beginning. Instead, he asked Cheng Shuang to help him buy a 60-pound hunting bow from the mall.

This time, he aimed the arrow directly at the wolf's forehead, and the sound of pulling the bowstring was particularly clear in the confrontation.

With a whoosh, the arrow flew out again, brushing past the wolf's ear.

The leader wolf took another half step back.

Without even taking a breath, Wei Qinglang took another step forward and continued to string the arrow, this time aiming at the wolf's eyes.

The leader wolf had already realized that his opponent was not easy to deal with. After a while, he howled towards the sky, slowly turned around, and ran away with a few wolves.

Wei Qinglang kept drawing the bow until the wolves completely disappeared in the darkness. Then he finally put down the bow and arrow and breathed a sigh of relief.