Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Chapter 286 The Achievement of Destiny 3

The wildfire was mixed with the running and wailing of the crowd. Pushan didn't understand what was happening, but the wild wolf in front of him was retreating step by step. It even looked at him unwillingly, turned around and went into the dense forest, disappearing silently.

Before Pushan could catch his breath, the world behind him suddenly became hot and bright. He turned around abruptly and saw servants running around in the spreading wildfire. Some of them were running around with flames on their bodies. The fire burned quickly with the help of the wind...

Most people were running around like headless flies, but some were even running wildly with torches in their hands.

The wildfire grew bigger while he was looking around. After hesitating for just a moment, Pushan chased after the person holding the torch.

But the servant ran so fast like a madman, and Pushan was getting farther and farther away. A man behind him almost knocked him down, and he staggered a few steps.

After the person behind him fell, the torch in his hand flew far away. He hurriedly got up and ran away in the opposite direction of the fire.

Pushan ran over, picked up the flickering torch, slid down the hillside to the bottom of the ditch, and groped towards the stream following his memory. The wildfire was getting closer and closer, and it had illuminated everything in front of him.

At this time, you can only act decisively, quickly pull out the weeds under your feet, draw a circle of the weeds around you and set them on fire. The weeds on the west side are relatively moist and difficult to burn.

Pushan held up a torch and lit the dry grass in a larger outer circle. The fire in the distance was getting closer and closer, and heat began to be sent. The fire around him quickly ignited, burning the weeds under his feet, and the wet mud and silk grass to the west began to emit black smoke.

In a hurry, he quickly covered his mouth and nose with his undershirt and lay down in the stream. In a flash, the fire roared past him and the heat passed by his body with a flash.

After the fright, the land was steaming with heat waves, and the air was filled with smoke and the smell of burning. The ground was getting hotter and hotter. The fear originally caused a coldness from the inside out, but now the whole body was steaming with heat.

The water temperature in the stream was getting higher and higher, until finally it seemed like it was boiling, with bubbles and steam rising. Putan hurriedly moved away from the ditch. Fortunately, the silt and soil in the ditch were loose.

He quickly smeared the black mud on his body to prevent the body from evaporating too much water, tied the cloth strips wrapped around his hands and feet again, continued to smear the mud on his hands and feet, and then tried to climb up the slope.

The surface of the land was already burning hot. Pushan looked around and saw that the charred ground was all black except for the embers.

Nothing could be seen in the darkness of the night, only the stars in the sky guided the way. He identified the direction and stepped on the ashes to cross the ridge.

I don't know how far I walked, but after daybreak, I finally found a small path. After walking along the path for a while, I came to a fork in the road. I couldn't tell which path was safer, so I could only randomly choose a slightly flatter path.

He walked and stopped, and there was no end in sight on the mountain path. Suddenly, something came from behind with the sound of wind. Pushan quickly jumped down the mountain road on one side, rolled down the slope, and when he turned over, he saw that it was the wild wolf that came towards him.

It looked down the slope with great patience, watching Putian rolling around in a mess and getting injured continuously, waiting for the prey to make more mistakes and eventually become its delicacy.

After rolling down the slope, Pushan stood up with a determined spirit. He was now helpless and had just escaped from the bad guys, only to encounter a vicious wolf again.

The wild wolf chased down the slope briskly, and Pushan discovered an interesting phenomenon on the slope. After the trees and weeds on the slope were burned, several stones arranged in an orderly manner formed several shapes.

As Pushan picked up stones to prepare for a counterattack, he quickly approached the regularly placed stones. The wolf discovered that the other prey could still move forward steadily, so it patiently kept about 20 to 30 steps with him and slowly followed him from behind.

Busan finally understood that these stones were placed in a regular pattern, just like they were placed by hunters, and these stones meant that the area surrounded must be a trap. Looking at the two obviously similar traps at the bottom of the slope and on the ridge, Pushan had a clue in his mind.

It is said that wolves are extremely patient animals. They can follow their prey for dozens of kilometers until they run out of patience. They will hunt when you are panicking. They will never attack healthy, capable, and careful prey.

Foshan knew that the wolf would not attack him at the moment, because he had the strength to fight the wolf to the death, and the wolf would never risk death.

Busan knew that if he could not lure the wolf into the trap at dawn, then he would follow him after dawn and he would not know how to get out of the hillside. At night, when he was most tired and exhausted, the wolf would probably want to attack.

Since the wolf wants to prey on injured, tired animals that have no ability to fight back, then let him do as he wishes.

He was tired anyway, so he climbed up the ridge and sat beside the regular pile of rocks. He untied the cloth wrapped around his hands and feet to make the bloody smell stronger. The wolf watched his every move from a distance.

Pu Shan recalled the process of her mother catching mice to save food. Every time the mousetrap caught a mouse, her mother would carefully re-roast the mousetrap over the fire.

When I was young, I once asked my mother seriously about the mousetrap. It was made of bamboo and wood, and it was always burnt after being roasted over fire. Wouldn't it be more likely to break? Why did it have to be roasted over fire?

The mother always tells her son carefully that once a mouse is caught in a mouse trap, the mouse will release a special smell in times of danger. She leaves it to her companions and reminds them not to get close to it.

So once a mousetrap has caught a mouse, it must be roasted over charcoal fire to burn off the smell of the mouse left on the mousetrap. Only in this way can the mousetrap continue to catch mice.

Now the whole forest was in a state of shock. All the traps had lost their scent. Pushan was sure. No matter how cunning this wolf was, he couldn't smell the scent of these two traps now. This was exactly the advantage he wanted to take advantage of.

Pushan deliberately sat upwind, exposing the wounds on his arms and legs to the air. Then he lay down beside the trap, pretending to rest.

The wolf didn't understand what was going on, so he slowly approached his prey. The smell of blood blowing from the upwind made the wolf extremely anxious and excited. But he still approached Pushan step by step cautiously and slowly.

The Bodhisattva did not move. When the wolf gathered enough energy, it jumped up when it was less than seven or eight steps away from him.