Chapter 241: The Taut Bowstring

The sled had just passed Yangshu Tuntun when the sky turned dark, but fortunately, the moonlight was bright, so it did not delay the journey.

When they were still a few miles away from Kaoshan Tuntun, the large stallion and the large mare unexpectedly quickened their pace at the same time and even snorted.

It was clear that the two horses were not tired; rather, they seemed a bit agitated and restless, because although the snow was very deep, it was still quite easy for the two horses to pull the sled.

Wang An, sensing something unusual, immediately pulled out the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle from under the straw mat and said to Mu Xueqing, "Something isn't right. Load your gun first."

Mu Xueqing was very obedient; she immediately took out her large Type 54 pistol and quickly loaded it.

It was just that Wang An was stunned to discover that this woman was not only not nervous at this moment but actually seemed eager to try, with an air of wanting to have a big go at it.

Wang An's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say, so he finally chose to keep his mouth shut.

After traveling less than another *li*, the sound of wolf howls, not very clear, drifted from the depths of the woods on both sides of the road.

Immediately following that, one could vaguely see those pairs of greenish eyes flashing in the woods.

Wang An knew that a proper wolf pack had appeared.

Because Wang An was simply too familiar with these green eyes; the four scars on Wang An's arm right now were left by wolf fangs.

Wang An said softly to Mu Xueqing, "Be careful, the wolves are coming."

Among the four fierce beasts—dhole, wolf, tiger, and leopard—the reason the wolf is ranked after the dhole is actually because this thing is not as ferocious as the dhole.

If a dhole is chasing prey, it is relatively much more decisive than a wolf; it does not hesitate when it is time to strike.

That is truly regardless of anything else, just swarming in a hive, fighting without counting the cost, and instantly erupting with the entire pack's full strength.

But the wolf is different; the wolf likes to hang onto the prey, not letting the prey disappear from its sight, then carefully observing, hesitating again and again, and delaying the strike.

Therefore, although both dholes and wolves are fierce beasts, to humans, wolves are not as dangerous as dholes.

Wang An shouldered his rifle and fired at the green eyes that were flashing from time to time.

However, the sled was moving, so he didn't know where the bullets flew; it was truly impossible to see clearly in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, the sound of the gunfire temporarily deterred the wolf pack. Mu Xueqing, hearing Wang An's gunfire, also aimed and fired with her large Type 54.

However, although the large Type 54 had immense power, its recoil was also quite significant. In her excited state, Mu Xueqing did not hold the gun with both hands as Wang An had taught her, but fired with one hand.

Only a muffled groan from Mu Xueqing was heard after the gunshot; her arm seemed to have been injured by the recoil.

Wang An, hearing his wife's muffled groan, asked anxiously, "Xueqing, how are you? Where is your arm hurt?"

Actually, at this moment, Mu Xueqing felt a bit embarrassed; it was her first time firing a gun in her life, and she hadn't hit a wolf but had injured herself first.

Fortunately, although Mu Xueqing looked like a delicate beauty,

she had been doing farm work since she was a child, so she was not a woman who couldn't carry or lift anything.

Besides, Mu Xueqing had just overlooked the recoil of the pistol.

Generally speaking, as long as it is an adult with a normal body, regardless of gender, as long as they are prepared, using a pistol with one hand is naturally a matter of course.

Hearing Wang An's urgent voice, Mu Xueqing said a bit embarrassedly, "It's nothing, just twisted my wrist; it will be fine in a while."

It must be said that women of this era are generally not pretentious.

Although Wang An knew that being injured by the recoil of a pistol was no big deal, it also depended on who was injured, so his heart still ached for her very much.

Wang An immediately grabbed Mu Xueqing's hand, gave her right wrist a simple massage, and then turned to press the Type 56 semi-automatic against his face again. In this situation, he really couldn't spare any attention for Mu Xueqing, because this wolf pack might have a leader, so after a brief pause, they surrounded them again.

This time, Wang An immersed his entire focus into aiming, and then there was the "bang," "bang" sound of one shot after another, until all the bullets in the Type 56 semi-automatic were exhausted.

These 9 bullets must have hit some wolves, because Wang An heard the wolves' miserable wails.

However, although the moonlight was very bright, in reality, one could not see very far, and everything within sight was just the blurry black shadows of trees or shrubs under the moonlight.

Therefore, Wang An did not know exactly how many wolves were hit.

The key was that Wang An dared not let the two horses stop; instead, he had to keep urging the horses to run fast. If they were approached by the wolf pack in the middle of the night, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Wang An reloaded the Type 56 semi-automatic with bullets, observing the woods on both sides of the road at all times, fearing that a wolf might suddenly dash out from the woods.

To tell the truth, even with Wang An's psychological quality, his whole person was like a taut bowstring at this moment, not daring to have the slightest bit of relaxation.

Fortunately, the sled's speed was not slow, and the couple soon returned to their own courtyard. Only then did Wang An heave a sigh of relief.

Regardless of anything else, having the three black dogs at home could indeed make Wang An feel much more at ease.

Even if the dogs couldn't beat the wolves, they could still serve as a warning at any time.

Of course, although the five puppies were not yet grown up, they could still bark to remind people if they discovered anything unusual.

Wang Dazhu and his wife, who had been paying attention to the movement in the courtyard, immediately ran out of the house, but what followed was not words of concern.

Only Liu Guilan was heard scolding angrily, "You little brat, you had to run out after noon; are you asking for a beating? Huh?"

Wang An, upon hearing this, dared not talk back, but instead accompanied his mother with a smile and said, "Didn't I go to buy traps? By the way, I also bought a sewing machine for the house."

Liu Guilan's anger had not yet subsided, so while slapping Wang An's back with her palm, she said unpleasantly, "What couldn't be bought tomorrow? You had to come back in the middle of the night? Besides, you even took Xueqing along to mess around."

Wang An smiled and didn't dodge, which actually made Liu Guilan laugh and lose her temper.

The family moved the things from the sled into the house, and the family, unable to contain their curiosity, gathered around the sewing machine to examine it; Liu Guilan was even smiling from ear to ear.

In this era, needlework was heavy, and whether it was clothes, pants, shoes, or hats, socks, and gloves, they were all sewn stitch by stitch by the women in the house.

Therefore, in this era, women's love for sewing machines was much greater than the mountain-goers' love for guns.

Wang An dared not mention the encounter with wolves on the road, but Mu Xueqing's right hand, which dared not hold chopsticks, was discovered by the observant Liu Guilan.

Under Liu Guilan's questioning, Mu Xueqing explained that she had twisted her wrist while lifting the sewing machine.

It was just that Liu Guilan, looking at the sewing machine that one person could lift, was full of question marks.

However, in this era, twisting a wrist or ankle was truly not a big deal, so Liu Guilan did not pursue the questioning further.

Before going to sleep at night, Wang An, for the first time in his life, washed Mu Xueqing's feet, because all along, it had been Mu Xueqing who fetched foot-washing water for Wang An, and sometimes even washed Wang An's feet.

While washing her feet, Mu Xueqing was incredibly awkward, because Wang An, as if he had discovered a new toy, grabbed Mu Xueqing's fair and tender feet and wouldn't let go.

It must be said that if a person's beauty is favored by heaven, then their whole body will not have a single flaw, and all parts will be so perfect!

Even if they were smelly feet, they were damnably good-looking and good to touch!

A very magical and very awesome thing.

When going to sleep, Wang An was still very well-behaved, but after Wang An checked Mu Xueqing's body, he became ill-behaved.

Of course, the role Wang An played this time was the horse rider, and Mu Xueqing, unfortunately, became the horse.

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