Reborn in 72, I hunt to support my family and spoil my younger sister rotten.

After parting ways, Li Xiangyang walked alone into the mountains.

The sky was overcast, and there was a damp smell in the air; it looked like it was going to snow.

He adjusted the hunting rifle on his back and strode quickly into the depths of the mountains.

The snow on the mountain road was soft and loose, making it a bit difficult to walk, but he didn't mind.

This time, he chose an open hillside with large shrubs, a favorite grazing area for sheep.

After walking for about an hour, Li Xiangyang stopped behind a huge rock.

He crouched down and carefully examined the marks on the ground.

Besides some fresh droppings, there were also scattered hoof prints on the snow, indicating that a group of animals had been here not long ago.

Following the trail forward, Li Xiangyang's steps became increasingly light.

He walked slowly, carefully avoiding any dead branches that might make a sound with each step.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from ahead.

Li Xiangyang immediately crouched down and hid behind a pine tree.

Through the dense foliage, he saw a flock of wild sheep grazing on the bare bushes exposed to the snow on the hillside.

Li Xiangyang carried a hunting rifle on his back and held a homemade wooden bow in his hand, carefully inspecting the arrows in his quiver.

These arrows were all made with great care by him. The arrowheads were made from scrap iron and polished, and the shafts were made from the finest red pine wood.

Although he had a hunting rifle, in an era when bullets were scarce, he preferred to use a bow and arrow when there was no need for it.

After all, the mountains are fraught with danger, and you never know what kind of ferocious beasts you might encounter. A skilled hunter would naturally save every bullet for more dangerous situations.

Although he spotted his prey, he did not rush to make a move.

Having enough patience is an essential psychological quality for becoming a good hunter.

There are many details to pay attention to if you want to catch your prey.

Wind direction is the most important factor.

At this moment, the mountain wind blew from the northwest, forcing him to take a long detour.

He needs to stand downwind so that the sheep won't detect his presence.

The wind direction on this hillside is very special. Due to the terrain, the mountain wind can form vortices in some places, and you can easily expose yourself if you are not careful.

He stopped under a sturdy pine tree to test the wind direction once again.

The snowflakes swirled down through the air, indicating that this was a windy spot.

Li Xiangyang revealed a satisfied smile; this terrain was perfect for an ambush.

Wild animals instinctively slow down and become more alert when they are in a windy area.

But as long as he is patient enough, he will eventually get his chance.

Although Li Xiangyang was extra careful when he approached, he still alerted the flock of sheep.

But the sheep didn't run away, proving there was still a chance.

Li Xiangyang held his breath, took out an arrow, and slowly drew back the bowstring.

This distance, about fifty paces, was his most confident firing range.

The bowstring was drawn to its fullest extent, and the arrow was aimed directly at the ram's vitals.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced the air and struck its target as the ram cautiously grazed, glancing left and right.

But the ram was stronger than he had imagined. After being shot, it only staggered for a moment before fleeing into the depths of the forest, still wounded.

The other wild sheep scattered and fled, disappearing into the bushes in the blink of an eye.

Li Xiangyang immediately gave chase.

The bloodstains on the snow were clearly visible, making the tracking easy.

But as they went deeper, the terrain became more complex and the snow became deeper.

He could sense that his surroundings were subtly changing.

The trees grew denser, and the light gradually dimmed.

The cold wind whistled through the branches.

Suddenly, the bushes in front of us swayed.

Li Xiangyang alertly drew his hunting rifle from his back and slowly approached.

Pushing through the bushes, he saw the wounded ram huddled beside a boulder, panting.

Just as he was about to step forward and finish off his prey, he caught a glimpse of a gray shadow out of the corner of his eye.

A huge old wolf appeared silently on the other side.

Its fur is mottled white, and its eyes reveal a chilling wisdom.

Before Li Xiangyang could react, seven or eight gray wolves had already surrounded the open space from all sides.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, clearly indicating that they had been carefully planned.

The wolves neither attacked immediately nor signaled to retreat, but instead slowly tightened their encirclement.

Li Xiangyang's hand was already on the shotgun.

In this situation, bows and arrows are no longer of any use.

But there were only five bullets in the shotgun, and at least eight wolves in front of him.

Once a conflict breaks out, Li Xiangyang knows he has no chance of winning.

Fortunately, wolves are cruel, cunning, and possess extremely high intelligence.

They rarely get into conflicts with others.

But the premise is that people must not panic!

We must not provoke others.

The old wolf ignored the hunting rifle that Li Xiangyang was pointing at him and let out a low growl.

Instantly, the other wolves pounced on the weakened ram and began to tear it apart.

The whole process was clean and efficient, and not a single wolf was distracted by Li Xiangyang.

But he could sense that they were always watching his every move.

The old wolf stared intently at him, as if warning him not to make any rash moves.

Li Xiangyang held his breath and stood motionless in place.

He knew that any rash action at this moment could have disastrous consequences.

The old wolf turned its head and glanced at its pack.

The other wolves immediately retreated, forming a semicircle at a certain distance, their eyes fixed intently on their leader.

The old wolf walked gracefully to its prey and began to eat.

Its movements were unhurried, exuding an innate kingly aura.

Although the other wolves were starving, they dared not overstep their bounds and could only wait patiently.

Li Xiangyang gripped his hunting rifle tightly; the scene sent chills down his spine.

He had hunted all over the world, but had never seen such a strict hierarchy.

Under the old wolf's rule, the entire pack displayed a chilling level of discipline.

The wolf didn't eat for long; it seemed to be just confirming its privilege.

After it gracefully stepped aside, the other wolves took turns approaching.

They divide their prey according to some hidden hierarchy, and the whole process is orderly, without fighting or chaos.

Cold sweat instantly soaked Li Xiangyang's back.

Even the hunting rifle in his hand could not bring him the slightest sense of security.

Faced with such an organized pack of wolves, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness for the first time.

After the meal, something unexpected happened to Li Xiangyang.

The old wolf slowly walked towards him.

The other wolves immediately became alert, but the old wolf simply flicked its tail, and the pack quieted down.

Li Xiangyang's finger was already on the trigger, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

But the old wolf only stopped ten steps away from him.

It raised its head slightly, its amber eyes staring directly at Li Xiangyang.

His gaze held both a wild pride and an indescribable wisdom.

The two, one human and one wolf, stared at each other for several seconds.

In that brief moment, Li Xiangyang seemed to understand the other party's meaning: "Not harming you is merely a favor; don't misunderstand the benevolence of a king."

Then, the old wolf turned gracefully and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

The other wolves followed closely behind, disappearing into the darkness like ghosts.

Only the bloodstains and bone fragments on the ground, along with Li Xiangyang's rapid heartbeat, bear witness to everything that had just happened.