Author: Shen
Wolves all over the world have the same habit. They flock in groups in the cold winter and live alone at ordinary times. It's pink and willow green in spring, and the wolves in Riquka Snow Mountain have disintegrated according to their natural attributes, and scattered on the vast Gamar grassland in Fiona Fang, more than 500 miles under the snow mountain.
At the northeast end of the grassland, by a horseshoe-shaped stinking pond, behind that rock, lies a female wolf, whose lonely shadow is drawn long by the sunset.
It has been lying here since noon, waiting motionless for several hours, hoping that a muntjac or goat can come to the smelly pond to drink salt water so that it can make a sudden attack and catch a delicious dinner. It lurks in a good position, both leeward and condescending. As long as its prey comes, it is extremely difficult to escape its wolf claws.
This female wolf is named Zilan. Therefore, it is called Zilan because its wolf hair is purple, which is a rare deep purple, but its belly is pure white; Lightweight, running like a flying fog. According to the aesthetic standards of wolves, Zilan is very beautiful. But at this time, its slim figure has become bloated, its abdomen is bulging, and there is a little life jumping inside. She's pregnant, and she's going to have a baby.
At dusk, the forest is covered with a thin mist, with towering snow peaks behind it and grass beaches full of colorful wildflowers in front, and a clear spring drumming by. Suddenly, there was no wind in the bushes in front of it, making a clicking sound. He was so happy that he thought he had finally waited for his prey. It just tightens the wolf's nerves. On closer inspection, there is no yellow in the bushes.
Wolves hate snakes, if not afraid.
Zilan is quite disappointed.
Although wolves are fierce carnivores, they also have strong maternal love. Zilan is pregnant for the first time. Like all female animals in nature, including human beings, when the baby kicks around and squirms playfully in her body, she feels a sense of happiness and mystery as a mother, and at the same time she is deeply worried about the fate of the unborn baby. It is worried about whether the child can be born safely. The reason is whether Green has enough milk to feed the baby healthily. Worried about whether the baby can escape the attacks of hunters, butch, wild boar and golden eagle. Although the wolf is an elite in the Gama grassland and a strong forest, it has been engaged in bloody killing all its life, but before the wolf's teeth and claws are even, it is still easy to become the target of other carnivores in its immature childhood.
For Zilan, there is nothing she can do about whether the child can have an accident safely. Wolves are wolves after all, and there is no scientific and perfect mode of delivery for human beings.
That can only rely on fate. Whether a baby can escape the attack of the field in childhood depends on fate and its own strict prevention. This problem seems to be quite far away, so don't worry too much. The urgent task at the moment is to let yourself have enough milk to feed your baby. If you want to have enough milk, you must have enough food first.
His stomach began to growl at the thought of food. I ate half a rooster this morning, and I have digested it. From the beginning of pregnancy, it has eaten an amazing amount, and it always feels hungry and hungry. During this time, its luck is really bad, and it has never caught such delicious tadpoles as rock sheep, muntjac and red deer. Sometimes after a hard day, I only catch a grass rabbit and barely make ends meet; Sometimes it's worse I lurked by the stinking pond until dark, and still found nothing. I'm so hungry that I have to dig a mouse hole with my claws to catch mice to satisfy my hunger.
Wolves are not cats. They don't like the strange smell of mouse meat.
Dream of the Wolf King (2)
Violet know, latent predation is entirely by luck. Generally speaking, wolves are disdainful of this stupid way of hunting. We should take the initiative to attack the vast Gama grassland, where there are flocks of rock sheep, red deer and antelope, but on the flat grassland, there is no shelter, so it is not easy to catch up with these guys. All wild animals have their own unique defense and escape skills. For example, although they are herbivores, they are timid and will not resist. They are cautious and alert and run as fast as wolves. . Even a strong male wolf can hardly catch an adult rock sheep, not to mention Zilan is pregnant and about to give birth. It tried several times on the grassland, but it was a fiasco, and there was not even a wool in its mouth. No way, the wolf cub in its belly is a heavy burden, which affects its running speed and its biting and fighting. Once chasing a group of takins on the grassland, the takin missed it, but ran into a hungry leopard. The cruel carnivore saw it clumsily propped up and even jumped at it. If it hadn't used his quick wits to squeeze into a narrow gap, it would have turned into leopard feces, and there was a baby in his stomach, which was excreted. If Zilan had an assistant and partner now, the situation would be very different. Not only do you not have to be afraid of leopards, but you can also go to Gema grassland to see rock sheep and muntjac deer at will. Thought of here, Zilan began to miss the Dagong Wolf Black Mulberry. What an ideal partner! The body hair of black mulberry is black and shiny, and black symbolizes strength and conquest; Black mulberry is burly, muscular and smart, and has a unique male wolf breath that makes Zilan crazy. The wolf cub to be born in its belly is the wolf breed left by the black mulberry. Looking back on the days when I fell in love with black mulberry, life became sweet and time became short. Even when I am hungry, it seems to be a wonderful enjoyment to compete with black mulberry for a grass rabbit. No, at that time, they seldom visited rabbits. They like to go to the grassland to hunt the female muntjac deer with young. The meat in their bellies has a unique taste. As long as they find their goal, they seldom fail. There is a tacit understanding between him and black mulberry. There is no need to discuss the hunting plan in advance, and there is no need to temporarily contact the wolf howling. As long as the wolf's ears are provoked or the wolf's tail is wagged gently, the two sides will get the message, or flank, or attack from front to back, or make a diversion, or lie in the grass to bluff and drive the prey away.
Alas, Zilan sighed sadly, if only Black Mulberry were still here. Black mulberry is very considerate of it. At the critical moment when it is about to give birth, it will be faithfully accompanied by it. When it is agitated, it will lick its back with a rough wolf tongue, and when it is hungry, it will go to the grassland to find food for it. Black mulberry can not only eliminate its terrible loneliness, but also share its troubles. After it gives birth to a wolf cub, it will do its father's duty, protect and raise the child with it, and it will certainly live a peaceful and happy life. However, all this is a dream. Black mulberry is dead. I'm afraid the body of black mulberry has long been pecked off by vultures, or it may be eaten clean by red-headed ants. It still remembers where the black mulberry was killed. It was in a ravine called Guigu, with ferocious stones all over the floor and a few sparse camel grass trees, which looked like a horrible cemetery.
The Wolf King Dream (3)
Without the protection of black mulberry, Zilan dared not go foraging on the grassland. I am about to give birth, and I am tired and afraid of dystocia.
It was getting dark, and the bushes nearby and the grasslands in the distance became blurred. Finally, it was swallowed up by the dark night, and only the Xuefeng behind it gave off white light in the dark blue night sky. The purple mist full of hope finally cooled down completely. From experience, it knows that as soon as it gets dark, timid herbivores will never dare to visit smelly ponds again. Well, it seems that tonight will be spent on an empty stomach.
It sighed, dragged its tired body, left the stinking pond painfully and returned to the cave where it lived.
The cave is located at the foot of Zhikuka Snow Mountain. The belly of the cave is very big, and the mouth of the cave is covered with dense vines. This is an ideal place for wolves. Zilan has been lying in the cave for a long time and can't sleep. Intense hunger tormented it.
Zilan may be able to bear it just for her own sake, but now that she is a mother wolf with cubs in her stomach, she can't bear the misfortune and hunger of the cubs with her. The cubs are restless in their bellies, as if protesting against this unbearable hunger. Very distressed. It touches its breast with its front paws, which are neither strong nor full, and look a little shriveled due to emaciation and malnutrition. For mammals, breasts are the source of life. It naturally hopes that its own fountain of life can continuously secrete fragrant milk to make its baby healthy and strong. It also has an ambition in its heart, so that one of its cubs can become a prominent wolf king in the future. This ambition is so strong and bright that no ups and downs in life can make it disappear. Because this ambition is, in the final analysis, the unfinished legacy of the Dagong Wolf Black Sang.
Yes, Black Sang told him clearly that he wanted to be the Wolf King. A promising adult male wolf will long for the throne of the wolf king. The difference is that black mulberry is more bitter and anxious than other adult male wolves. In order to make his ambition succeed, in the past two years, Black Mulberry often got up quietly in the middle of the night to grind wolf claws on hard granite, madly biting bark, trying to make wolf claws sharper. Zilan appreciates Black Mulberry's courage and perseverance very much, perhaps out of an unforgettable feeling. I feel that the black mulberry is born with the demeanor of the wolf king, and it is natural to ascend to the throne. Now the Wolf King, although brave, has a rare brute force, and is comparable to the black mulberry physically, but the black mulberry has outstanding command and much more flexible mind than Luo Ga. The real strong should be a high degree of unity of physical strength and command. Luoga is a guy with developed limbs and simple mind. He foraged in the open snowfield and would inexplicably order the wolves to howl together. The strong north wind spread the wolf's howl far and far, which sounded the alarm for its prey. The dull rock sheep has already escaped without a trace. Once Lorca was stupid enough to attack a hunter's camp in broad daylight. It was like a moth to a fire, which ruined the reputation of several male wolves in vain ... If Black Sang was the wolf king, he would never do such a stupid thing. Zilan thinks it is a good thing that Luoga is replaced by black mulberry. Of course, it is an ally trusted by Black Sang, and participated in Black Sang's usurpation plot from beginning to end. They have secretly planned to agree that on a stormy night, Zilan pretended to be frightened by lightning and moved closer to Loga. Luo Ga must be in the vanity of a male wolf, and he opened his arms to appease it. Just when Luoga was relaxed and completely distracted, under the cover of wind, rain and thunder, the black mulberry went around behind Luoga in the dark and bit off Luoga's right hind leg at once. Even if Luo Ga's loyal partner heard the noise and jumped out to fight back, it would be too late. A lame wolf can't stand in the position of wolf king. This idea is really great. The design is flawless and there is almost no possibility of failure. Just as it and Black Sang were preparing to carry out this plot to usurp the throne, suddenly, Black Sang was bitten by a wild boar's fangs in a depression called Ghost Valley. Poor black mulberry, a wolf hero, is dead!
Dream of the Wolf King (4)
Zilan remembers very clearly that when the hateful wild boar was finally torn to pieces by the wolf, it ran to the black mulberry, and the black mulberry lay on the stone stained with blood by the wolf. The body was already frozen, but the eyes of the two wolves were still open, and the deep light that only wild wolves had flashed in their pupils, staring at the pale sky and Yang Leng in winter. No one in the wolves knows why the black mulberry died unsatisfied, and only Zilan can understand it. Black mulberry died unsatisfied because of two years of hard work. What the black mulberry experienced in the last few seconds of his life will never be the pain that the wolf's blood is about to dry up, nor will it be a sigh that he is about to die, but it must be the ambition and great regret that he can never realize the wolf king with Zilan again! With the gradual cooling of life, this resentment will always solidify in the eyes of black mulberry.
Zilan stood in front of the body of Black Mulberry for a long time. Suddenly, it felt a mysterious communication with the dead, as if an invisible hand had extracted the essence of black mulberry and transplanted it into its heart, just like planting a seed. Black mulberry begged it to entrust it with the seed of sploosh, urging it to sprout, blossom and bear fruit.
Yes, the black mulberry disappeared forever in this world, but it left these wolves in its belly. It should be said that the blood of black mulberry will be regenerated and continued under the protection of the maternal nature of Zilan. The ambitions and ideals of natural black mulberry will also be inherited.
Zilan knows very well that in a wolf society, there is neither inheritance nor abdication. Only a bloody battle can win the position of the wolf king, which requires a particularly strong body and courage in junior high school. To do this, in addition to strict training and exercise, childhood nutrition is also a key. Wolf cubs can't grow up hungry.
Out of animal instinct, Zilan felt that she was not far from childbirth. Maybe tomorrow afternoon, or at the latest the day after tomorrow, the baby will be born. It can't meet the arrival of a baby with atrophied breasts. But to make breasts plump and gushing, there must be enough food. Especially in the first week after delivery, if rats are still used to attack, the wolf pups are likely to grow as thin and wretched as rats. This has even happened in wolves. The wooden wolf starved to death because it had no milk to feed its cubs.
Zilan is now more eager than ever to catch a live red deer. It wants to drink a mouthful of salty and hot deer blood, so that its breasts will plump up; It hopes to have a full meal of fresh and delicious venison, so that it can have enough physical strength to give birth safely. However, where can I get red deer?
Dream of the Wolf King (5)
Suddenly, a wonderful attention appeared in Zilan's brain. In front of the stockade named Langpa not far from the cave, there is a deer farm where a large group of red deer jump around. Excited by his bold idea, he stood up, jumped out of the cave and climbed the hill behind the cave. From a distance, the earth is dark, but in the depths of the grassland, there are a few sparks. That's where humans raise deer. He felt an impulse to run to the deer farm at once to show his skill. At this time, a cool evening breeze blew head-on, and Zilan couldn't help shivering, and her newly-rising enthusiasm for adventure plummeted. Yes, there are a group of fat and strong red deer in the deer farm, which are surrounded by fences in a very limited range and are easy to be caught, but they are closely guarded by hunters with guns and a very annoying big white dog. Great white dogs can hear and smell as well as wolves. It barked before you got near the fence.
The alarm sounded and attracted the hunter. Zilan thought of her companions Jiejie and Zhou Zhou, because she was greedy and wanted to steal the deer in the deer farm. As a result, J.J. was smashed by the foreign powers, Zhou Zhou was shot through with a shotgun, and his shiny brains and red belly flowed all over the floor. It can be said that the deer farm is a veritable place of death, so although wolves are drooling over the red deer that has been raised glossy and smooth, few people dare to take the risk. Ah, forget it, or endure it, use mice to satisfy hunger, Zilan thought gloomily.
However, a maternal love that wants to raise future generations stronger, an ideal of cultivating a new wolf king, and an irresistible desire stirred up by hunger strongly tempt Zilan's soul. Hunters are not invulnerable, and great white dogs are not omnipotent. It thinks that the great white dog and hunter are in the light, and it is in the dark, which is convenient for sneak attack; There is no moon tonight, even the stars are hiding, the wind is blowing hard, the night is hidden, the wind is tight and it is easy to hide, and the climate is very favorable for it; It is cautious by nature, not as reckless as J.J. and Zhou Zhou, and it is possible to succeed.
Zilan conceived various favorable conditions for herself, restored some confidence and became eager again. Really, instead of being driven by hunger to take risks after giving birth, it is better to steal deer now; At that time, the body was weaker than it is now, it was more difficult to move and the chances of success were smaller. Zilan finally convinced herself.
It ran down the mountain, took a sip of cool spring water and closed its stomach. The baby in its belly is still calm for the time being, and there is no sign of childbirth. It twisted its waist and wagged its tail, feeling that it still had enough strength to take a trip to the deer farm.
After it left the cave, it plunged into the dark Gama grassland.
After all, human beings are human beings, and they are really smart. The grass shed at the eastern end of the deer farm is two stories high, which is convenient for observation and observation. The night watchman burned a bonfire on the grass shed, and sat on the bonfire smoking a hookah with the shotgun that frightened all the carnivorous beasts on the grassland. The big white dog wandered back and forth outside the fence of the deer farm.
Now junior is definitely going to die. Zilan hid behind a clump of wormwood far away from the deer farm and waited patiently. The dew at night wet its hair all over the body, so as to cover its pungent smell.
The morning star rises like a black satin inlaid with a milligram of precious stones. Finally, the bonfire on the hut gradually went out, leaving only a pile of dark red coals. The hunter lowered his head and dozed off beside the coals. The big white dog also cocked its tail and lay on the bamboo ladder in the hut, burying its head between its two front legs. The great white dog and its owner are tired after a hard night. It was almost dawn, and after a safe night, they were all paralyzed. Zilan is very excited. It soaked in the cold dew all night, and it wanted the best time to sneak attack.
The Wolf King Dream (6)
It's moving. The east wind is blowing around the western end of the deer farm. It is not only secluded here, but also leeward, so that the nose of the great white dog can't smell it no matter how sensitive it is.
The fence is made of chestnut stumps with thick bowls. One person is tall and quite strong. But for Zilan, this is not a difficult problem. The jumping ability of wolves is far beyond human imagination. It doesn't need much effort, just put its front paws on the rough chestnut bark and it can jump over this obstacle. His only worry is that he is afraid of causing a deer disturbance and waking up the big white dog and its owner. Red deer's nose and ears are also quite sensitive, and they are extremely suspicious and easily frightened. If there is any movement, it will shout. What makes Zilan hesitate even more is that although the deer is placed in a safe fence and closely guarded by hunters and big white dogs, the red deer in the deer farm still keeps the habit of sending sentries at night when they live in the wild, that is, after the whole deer falls asleep, there is always a grand duke deer standing there, staring with eyes and ears cocked up.
For Zilan, this is really unfriendly behavior.
It seems that we can only use the wisdom of wolves to carry out surprise attacks. Purple fog carefully observed the terrain, ran to the edge of a triangular mud pond, made two rolls, and the mud covered the whole body, completely masking the bloody smell of the wolf. He is not at ease. He passed a bauhinia and bit a big bundle in his mouth. Then, he quietly climbed outside the fence to observe until he was sure that the big deer, the hunter in the hut and the big white dog were still in the dark. This just jumped at lightning speed and jumped into a wooden fence more than ten feet high.
Zilan's bouncing posture is extremely beautiful, and it draws a beautiful arc in mid-air, just like performing arts. In the air, it stretched out the wolf's waist and bent the wolf's leg, falling slowly like a leaf, making only a slight noise when touching the ground. It realized the planned angle, so as soon as it landed, it turned its head to the Dagong deer on guard and curled up in the bouquet of sheep's hoofs. Then, hold your breath and lie quietly.
As expected, at the moment of landing, the alert Dagong deer suddenly raised its amber wolf horn and wanted to lead its neck to roar. At this critical moment, Dagong deer hesitated and didn't open his mouth to cry out.
In the dark, Dagong deer vaguely saw a bunch of white bauhinia falling slowly. The Dagong deer smelled a strong flower fragrance, and its indecisive nature affected its judgment. I wasn't sure whether to call the police or not. It is afraid to mistake a bunch of fallen flowers for a disaster, which will disturb the good dreams of its companions and cause them to laugh. But its deer's paranoia is uneasy about sudden movements. So its expression and action are frozen in a state of wanting to make a phone call.
This is a contest of wisdom.
Zilan held her breath, motionless as a dead stone, and its patience finally worked. A few minutes later, the naive Dagong deer believed that a bunch of harmless bauhinia flew into the fence, so he slowly flattened his antlers, narrowed his neck and relaxed his alert nerves. At this time, Zilan suddenly jumped in front of a doe who had already aimed at it. The doe fell asleep, and the furry little head of a fawn was exposed under her soft belly. Zilan has been calculated. It can't take the adult male deer and female deer. Their bodies are too heavy. It can't take them over the solid wooden fence that is more than one person high. It can only take young deer. It pounced on the unlucky doe like a gust of wind, stabbing the hoof nail in its mouth to the doe's eyelids. At this point, the doe has been awakened by the bloody airflow from the wolf's mouth. When she opened her eyes, there was a white flower shadow in front of her. Unconsciously, she leaned back and hid. Zilan took the opportunity to bite the neck under the poor deer's stomach and dragged it out.
The doe lost her beloved child before she realized what had happened.
Dream of the Wolf King (7)
At this time, the alert Dagong deer has seen the bouquet of bauhinia and strangely approached the deer. Realizing that he had been cheated, he shrugged his antlers and long neck again, and then growled at the police, but Zilan took advantage of this short process and jumped out of the fence with her cub in her mouth.
At this moment, the whole herd of deer was awakened by the cry of Dagong deer and fell into extreme confusion and tension.
Then, the big white dog, the barking of dogs in the stockade and the roar of shotguns cut through the pre-dawn silence of the Gama grassland.
But by this time, Zilan had escaped from the border of Langpa village.
If the weather was fine and it rained cats and dogs, and the smell and traces left by Zilan on the grassland were completely eliminated, it would be difficult for this great white dog to be tracked again. If Zilan runs back to the cave with a deer in her mouth and doesn't stop halfway, no matter how fast it runs, the big white dog can't catch up with it.
Zilan didn't want to give up halfway, but the vitality of the calf in her mouth was so fragile that she began to struggle and gradually stopped moving. In fact, Zilan didn't bite its fatal place. Probably the calf was frightened and suffocated. At this time, Zilan left the deer farm with a flickering light, and the chaotic voice was too vague to be heard just now. It thought it was out of danger and the pace of panic became calm. When it flew to the cave, it shook its calf in its mouth, leaving only its last breath. Zilan knows that once an animal dies, its body will slowly cool down and its blood will coagulate. It really wants to drink hot deer blood, and its shriveled breasts will swell up after being nourished. It paused and thought, it shouldn't cause any trouble. So it stopped behind an ant bag and quickly bit the dying deer's throat. Immediately, a sweet fishy and sticky hot blood entered its thirsty mouth, and it felt comfortable and satisfied, and the shriveled breasts seemed to begin to plump up immediately. It sucks the nectar of life desperately until there is no drop of blood in the deer's throat. He was a little tired, stretched himself, rubbed his face on the dew-splashed grass, regained his spirit, and picked up the calf again, wanting to go back to the cave and enjoy it slowly.
If Zilan can predict that she will stay behind the ant bag for one minute, it will lead to disaster, and the deer blood she covets is actually a bowl of bitter wine of fate, so she would rather let the blood of the fawn slowly cool and solidify in her hooves and run back to the cave in one breath.
The Wolf's Dream (8)
Fate is irresistible.
When Zilan was about to leave the ant bag with a calf in her mouth, suddenly, a hazy white shadow appeared in the dark grass ahead, and then, Wang Wang-there were two sharp and angry barks. Zilan was surprised, but I didn't expect that annoying big white dog to smell all the way. Ear up and listen again. The great white dog heard the hunter's cry coming from a distance. He didn't dare to be careless and immediately turned around and ran to the wilderness.
The great white dog followed closely.
Generally speaking, wolves run faster than dogs. However, Zilan took a deer. Although it is not heavy, it is also a burden, which affects its running speed. The great white dog clung to its ass and couldn't get rid of it. If you throw away the fawn, it can get rid of the big white dog quickly, but it can't bear to part with it. I risked a narrow escape and finally caught a calf. How can I throw it away easily?
In this way, Zilan and Dabai Dog started a marathon on the vast Gama grassland, a few steps behind each other.
Zilan crossed her legs, crossed the stream, crossed the grass beach, crossed the stinking pond, running all the way, and soon fled to the edge of Gama grassland. There are two forks in the road, one is the cave at the foot of Likuka Mountain where it lives, and the other is the dry ancient river. Out of the instinct of animals to protect their nests, it hesitated and turned into the ancient river, because it didn't want to lead the danger to the cave. It is about to give birth, and the wolf cub will undoubtedly live in the cave for a long time after birth. If this nest is discovered by the great white dog and its owner, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Zilan ran for a long time in the ancient river covered with pebbles, and the dark sky gradually revealed a bright color, and a rose-colored dawn rose on the horizon. It was exhausted from running. Listening to the big white dog behind him is also panting and hoarse. By experience, it knows that the owner of the dog has been left behind, but the great white dog still has no intention of giving up. Zilan was outraged and puzzled. According to common sense, dogs can't deal with wolves. The reason why a dog can roar and provoke in front of a fierce wolf is because it relies on its master's strength. Once the owner is not around, the dog's prestige is gone, from a brave fighter to a coward who grabs his tail and runs for his life. At this time, the owner of the great white dog has disappeared. Great white dogs are not stupid, and they should know this. Why are you still chasing him? Did the big white dog eat leopard gall? Or does it not know some basic common sense (a good dog doesn't hit a wolf)? Perhaps the Great White Dog is an excellent military dog with pure blood, and the military dog is an elite and hero among dogs, and its courage and strength can be comparable to that of wolves. If so, Zilan will destroy eight generations.
The Wolf's Dream (9)
Zilan's worry is actually unnecessary. Great white dog is not a military dog, and its breed is also very general. It is the most common grass dog in the northern Yunnan Plateau and an ordinary domestic dog raised by a deer professional in Langpa Village. The great white dog didn't eat the internal organs of the leopard, so in order to atone, it can bravely chase away from its owner.
I don't know if it's bad luck or the dog's biological clock is at zero. Anyway, the great white dog has been unlucky enough these days, and has made several mistakes in a row. At noon that day, in the pasture, a python swallowed a deer while it was sleepy; Another day in the middle of the night, while his master was asleep, he sneaked into the stockade to meet a bitch named Sinuo. As a result, a damn leopard bit open the iron pin of the fence with his mouth, broke into the herd of deer and took away a three-year-old male deer ... The owner suffered heavy losses, of course, he was indignant and took it out on him, treating him as a criminal for dereliction of duty. In the past, the owner loved it very much and often held it in his arms, rubbed its back and kissed its cheek. As thefts happened one after another, the owner took back his love and avoided his intimacy, especially after a three-year-old stag with four antlers was snatched away by a leopard, the owner kicked two feet on its stomach with an extremely disgusted expression. It was kicked in the heart rather than in the stomach. It understands that dogs have been attached to human beings since ancient times, and without the favor of their owners, they lose the value of survival. Witnessed the tragic end of those companions who were rejected by their owners. It turns out that the owner keeps an old bitch named Lolo. As she grew older, she became lazy all day and her legs were exhausted. Even deer can't catch up with her. As a result, the owner sold ten dollars to a dog seller, and there is no doubt that there is still a boiling soup pot waiting for Lolo. It is said that Lolo was his master's inseparable partner when he was a child. The great white dog is afraid that its owner will eventually reject it because of its incompetence and dereliction of duty. Dogs have no autonomy, and their happiness depends entirely on the gift of their owners. Only by striving to regain the favor of its owner can its survival and happiness be guaranteed. In order to regain the favor of the master, it is useless to please and beg for coquetry and flattery We must make atonement, that is, we must put an end to stealing the director's wealth again and catch the thief who dares to offend the master. This is the great white dog's ideological motivation and spiritual pillar that deviates from convention and still pursues its owner.