Duanmu Xiong knew that if he brought this little guy back like this at this time, it would probably be difficult to save him. The sticky liquid all over his body would be a big trouble, and now he didn't have the energy to clean up these things again. He glanced at the wolf king next to him, and suddenly had an idea. He directly put the wolf cub on the ground. After gestured to the wolf king a few times, the spiritual wolf king began to lick the transparent latex-like liquid on the wolf cub with his tongue, revealing the original appearance of the new wolf cub.

At this time, the little wolf cub was as soft as boneless, like a skinned animal, and his whole body was blood-red. The wrinkled skin on his face was like a skinless dog covering his entire face.

"I have to bring it back, or it won't survive."

Duanmu Xiong actually started to talk to a wolf. After saying this, he wrapped the little life hanging by a thread again, put it on his close chest to keep it warm, and began to slowly walk towards the way home.

The wolf king did not stop Duanmu Xiong from taking his wolf cub away. He seemed to understand Duanmu Xiong's language. When Duanmu Xiong left, the wolf king had a bone in his mouth and placed it on his hand. I don't know what animal the bone was. What made him curious most was that there were several holes on it. One end of the bone happened to have a hole that could be placed in his mouth to make a sound, as if it had been polished, but the other end was closed, and three holes were penetrated in a row near the bottom of this end. Duanmu Xiong originally wanted to try to blow it, but the bone flute had a bloody smell. Perhaps it was left on it after the Wolf King and the Vulture King just now, but he still pulled it in his hand curiously.

For Duanmu Xiong, who has a boring life, this bone flute has become his best toy. For this gift from the Wolf King, because it is less than a palm and is as thick as his little finger, he later simply found a silk thread and tied it directly to his neck to accompany him to grow up gradually. Because he has never shown it in front of others and has no such opportunity, others do not know the mystery, including himself.

As for the pair of antelope horns, he took them away when he left. Maybe it was not easy for him to come, so he secretly hid it and did not hand it over to his master. Maybe one day he left here, he might be able to exchange some money on the way.

After returning to his residence, he began to burn hot water. As for the firewood, it was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and he could carry a large bundle of them after just a round around, so his master would not blame him for burning firewood.

Duanmu Xiong had already stopped bleeding on his shoulders, and some wounds were not too deep had scarred. Because when he was about to leave, the wolf king got some herbs from somewhere. Duanmu Xiong chewed the herbs and applied them to the wound, and felt a coolness spread throughout his body. He couldn't help but hum a few soft sounds. After completely covering the herbs on the wound, Duanmu Xiong's lost strength was gradually reviving.

After the water temperature in the wooden barrel was right, Duanmuxiong had already put the little guy who was still squirming in his arms, washed away the remaining blood stains and the sticky things on his body, and the ears were covered with hot water. After all, the little guy actually lay down in it as comfortable as a bath. His eyes that seemed to be unable to see the objects opened and closed, officially showing Duanmuxiong that it had gained a new life.

Duanmuxiong naturally could not let it stay in the bath barrel for too long. He had already found a dry sheepskin, wrapped it up, and placed it on his bed. It was not as good as a doghouse, where there were messy hay everywhere, and some black sheepskin was casually covered with no decent felt blanket. A strong smell of sheep could be smelled from a distance. I am afraid that after he took a shower once on the day he was born, he would

I never took a bath again. And the clean sheepskin that I had accumulated for a long time was also used to wrap the little wolf cub. People say that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring, not to mention the kindness of life-saving. At a young age, he felt inexplicably happy that he could help the little wolf cub. After all, if there was no other mother wolf who had given his life today, he would have already gone to the Hall of Hell to report, and he would have had days in the dark.

When he finished all this, he was about to sleep with this little cutie with his clothes, the little guy actually crawled over and licked his little palm with his tongue, and began to suck Duanmuxiong's little fingers with his upper and lower jaws that had not yet grown teeth. There were waves of dissatisfied "whimpering" sounds in his nose.

Duanmuxiong then remembered that this little guy hadn't eaten a meal since he was born. There were so many ready-made goat milk in the sheep pen. He quickly picked up a pottery jar and ran out. When the warm goat milk was put in front of the little wolf cub, the little guy hesitated for a while and ate the goat milk cleanly. The little wolf cub, whose life was harder than a stone, miraculously came to life.

Every day at midnight, Duanmu Xiong could faintly hear a wolf howling on the hills in the distance. Every time he heard this wolf howling, the little guy next to Duanmu Xiong became restless for a while, and his speechless throat would respond with a "whimper" sound. Once the noise was too loud, even Duanmu Xiong was awakened. He caressed the round belly, his beautiful white hair, without any other colors.

"Don't worry, after this period of time, I will return you to your father."

Perhaps the little wolf cub was educated several times by the wolf king when he was in the womb. Although he had not seen his father in a true sense so far, the newborn animal could not see what was in front of him, but the kind of blood-thicker-thicker-thicker-thicker-thicker-like family affection could not be given up at any time.

Duanmu Xiong was walking in the ground for a few days after the wolf cub could walk, after remembering the wolf howl, he hugged the wolf cub and followed the sound in the night. When the wolf cub saw the wolf king standing on the hill, he had already fluttered away impatiently and directly played with the wolf king intimidatingly. Duanmu Xiong next to him was already in tears, and his parents had already left him. He was not so selfish that he took the wolf cub for himself. No matter how reluctant he was, the wolf father and son finally recognized each other at the right time.

When the little wolf cub was about to leave, it returned to his side again, rubbed Duanmuxiong's calves with its fluffy body, and then slowly disappeared into the jungle with the wolf king.

Since then, Duanmuxiong often picked up some bitten pheasants, rabbits and other wild game on the way home. Needless to say, it must be the wolf king who gave him the reward for his kindness. The flock he raised has never lost one since then. Even his owner found it strange that this kid was very responsible. Thinking about the past, it would be thankful that the flock could be left with five or six out of ten in the end.
Chapter completed!