The right position to meet a bear.

At 5:00 a.m., the search team set off again.

The forest is still sleeping in the hazy dark blue, there is no light in the sky, thick dark clouds above the treetops, obscuring the moon, but also obscuring the coming day white.

The same group as yesterday, Wu Lin and Liang Ge, followed by the oldest of the three villagers. But this time the route was changed, all three groups headed for a new area that had not been searched yesterday.

The wind howls in the early hours of the morning, weaving and lapping through the branches of the firs, piling up layers of churning waves in the underbrush.

"It's going to rain ......," said the older townsman, giving the Wolfhound, who had been holding the Ye Wang T-shirt in his hand, another sniff from his fruitless search.

Liang Ge and Wu Lin follow in their footsteps.

"Can't be," Liang Ge looked around at the eerie trees, completely unsure of where we'd gotten to, "I saw the weather report, it didn't say it was raining."

"There's no such thing as a mountain day." The old countryman said.

Wu Lin has been quiet.

Like a true coyote, he is always sniffing and searching for Ye Wang's scent.

It's gonna rain.

The feral genes in his body had sensed the moist droplets of water in the air.

Wu Lin was scared like never before.

He was afraid that if it rained, he wouldn't be able to continue his search, afraid that the rain would wash away the smell Ye Wang had left in the forest.

The wolfhound seemed to finally smell something and began to continue to the left front.

The three followed, stepping over thorn bushes and through the spiky needles of a cedar tree to probe deeper into the dense forest.

Daylight is approaching.

But the sky was still dark, thick clouds covered all daylight, and the forest became a deep dark green.

Time loses its clarity of feeling in such an environment.

After searching blindly for an unknown period of time, the dog suddenly stopped, its wet nose pressed close to the ground, and a low howl of "whimpering" came from its throat.

Immediately afterward, it erupted in a fierce cry, and its powerful body leapt up and ran in one direction at breakneck speed.

"There!" The old countryman's dark face lit up at the sound of his voice.

The stout middle-aged man was extremely agile and chased after him with a big stride.

Wu Lin's heart was beating wildly, his body starting up completely ahead of his brain, and he almost rushed over with the old folks.

Liang Ge: "Hey, wait for me--"

"Rumble--"

Thunder broke through the dull sky, black clouds flowed in the strong wind, and everything in the forest was activated by this sudden change of wind and clouds for a moment. Grass tips danced wildly, shrubs climbed and folded, and a flock of birds rose up and flew into the ink-splashed sky.

Finally, the wolfhound stopped and kept circling in one spot, barking sharply.

The three panted up.

It was a devastated bush, the weeds trampled and fallen, the ground left a mess of indistinguishable marks, and a torn jacket, lying still and bloodstained amidst the mess.

Ye Wang's jacket.

Wu Lin and Liang Ge both recognized it.

The air froze in a flash.

The wolfhound stopped barking at the old-timer's barking, but remained slightly nervous and restless in place.

The old-timer squatted down to check it out.

"Is it your classmate's?" Although the dog clearly smelled Ye Wang's breath, the old man asked Wu Lin and Liang Ge again.

Wu Lin opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

"Yes, yes ......" Liang Ge replied busily, his voice already completely panicked.

The old township's face sank, and while continuing to check the other traces in the surrounding area, he took out his walkie-talkie: "I found a piece of clothing this side of the Blind Bear Slope, with blood ......"

Li Zhao's reply came quickly over the intercom: "Ye Wang's clothes? Confirmed?"

The old-timer said, "Just followed the smell, and both kids recognized it."

Li Zhao was silent for a moment, "Then according to you ......"

"Estimated to be a little hurt, but not much blood, should not be a big problem," the old township a little so that the employer to relax, but not all objective basis, "Do not look at this piece of land called the bear blind slopes, as early as two decades on the bear blind, wolves are rare, at most, it is a wild boar or something, you do not say that the child physique Good, the thief can fight it, really meet the bobcat beasts, as long as it is not a group of teams, should run away ......."

"And I looked at the surrounding traces, there is not much ......" The old township stopped reporting without warning, and the hand that fiddled with the grass also froze, the face changed and changed, the pupils were first shocked, then slowly turned into fear.

Wu Lin was the closest and had the clearest view, his breathing even stopped gradually with the change in the old town's demeanor.

"What's wrong?" He asked out loud with difficulty.

"It can't be ......," muttered the old countryman incredulously.

Li Zhao has been listening on the other side of the walkie-talkie, not only Li Zhao, there are two other old folks, immediately alert, chasing after the question.

"What is it, old lump?"

"What's going on ......"

The old countryman, called Old Pimple, did not answer immediately, but after carefully examining the traces on the ground, he got up and examined the nearby trees as if he were looking for something.

After a while, he stopped in front of a red pine tree, his rough palms running over a few fresh claw marks on the trunk.

Then Wu Lin heard his gravely voice: "It's the blind bear."

"What the hell?" The old-timer on the other side of the walkie-talkie didn't believe it at all, "Don't you give me a hard time, what's going on?"

As soon as the old folks' voices broke, Li Zhao's voice rang out over the noisy current: "All of you stop talking for now, let him speak clearly."

"There are footprints on the ground, the same shape and size as a bear, and there are marks on the trees," Old Goosebumps looked upwards, "a big thing that can climb trees, what else could it be if not a bear?"

Li Zhao asked, "Can you be sure?"

The old lump said: "I was in front of the bear blind to pick up a life, when it was just a dozen years old, and I'm with the children's faces were licked, the bear blind what kind of bear paw prints what kind of bear, I remember all my life."

Not waiting for Li Zhao to respond, the old lump said again: "There are bears in the forest, and none of us can deal with them, so hurry ...... up."

Before the word "withdraw" could be uttered, a strange sound suddenly came from behind the three of them.

Wu Lin had the sharpest hearing and was the first to turn around, not seeing anything at all before a dark shadow charged head on.

Wu Lin dodged to the side with extremely fast reflexes, but his arm was still hit, and the huge impact scraped him so hard that he stumbled violently.

The black shadow rushes past and doesn't stop, but continues to ram Liang Ge and the old pimple.

"Bear ah ah ah ah-" Liang Ge howls out a Shiqi Ha of movement.

The old lump quickly grabbed him and yanked him hard to the side, dodging the black shadow's onslaught, "You look like a bear to me!"

The dark figure swooped completely out of the way, narrowly missing the tree in front of him.

Wu Lin then saw that the attacker was a dark brown boar, with short limbs, sparse hairs on its back, a long snout that arched out and squeezed its small eyes, so that it could easily be mistaken for a bear cub if it was not seen clearly.

The boar, which had stopped under the tree, turned around quickly, with no intention of calling it a day.

Protecting his master, the wolf dog lunged up and bit the boar's neck, not letting go of his mouth.

Old Pimple took out the agricultural knife he was carrying and shouted at Wu Lin and Liang Ge, "You two get up the tree!"

Liang Ge's mind immediately flashed through the common phrase "you have to be so and so, even a sow can climb a tree", instantly realized that pigs can't climb trees scientifically, hugged the nearest tree with his hands and feet, and began to climb upwards with a click.

Click.

Re-click.

Liang Ge lowers his head, tossing and turning, his feet at most ten centimeters off the ground.

Pigs don't go up trees.

Neither will Shiqi Ha.

Fellow canine Wu Lin was able to make it up the tree thanks to his human half of the athletic gene, but before he could find a suitable trunk, he was alerted to the sound of more jumbled running, and it was getting closer.

Subconsciously, he followed the sound.

In the hidden shade of the trees, a large group of dark shadows, which were approaching at great speed, gradually revealed their clear outlines.

"A herd of wild boars--" Wu Lin exclaimed.

Before the voice fell, the wild boar herd had already whistled, at least seven or eight heads, and they rushed straight ahead as if they were startled by something, regardless.

How many years has the old lump not seen this situation in the mountains, a pig, he can still deal with, a group, he can only save his life: "Run--"

Wu Lin's brain is blank, only survival instincts, heard the old lump shouting, pulled his legs and ran.

The wind howled, the black clouds pressed lower, and the gloomy mountains were simply indistinguishable from southeast northwest .

Wu Lin panicked, riveted and running wildly, mobilizing almost all of the coyote's athletic genes.

I don't know how long it took, but Wu Lin's sprinting power reached its limit, his lungs were about to explode, and he had to slow down. Only then did he realize that there was no sound behind him.

He stopped a little, coming up for air and turning back.

Full of dense cedar forests, no more wild boar, and no clear way to see what's coming.

The brain starts to cool down, Wu Lin slowly calms down, and then he knows, oh no.

The first thing he did was to take out his walkie-talkie - in order to save power, he had previously communicated through the old pimple's walkie-talkie, and he hadn't used his own yet - and as soon as he turned it on, the walkie-talkie alternated between the voices of Li Zhao, Liang Ge, and the other two groups.

Li Zhao: "Slow down, what happened to Wu Lin?"

Liang Ge: "We met a herd of wild boars and he ran away!"

Feiyu Ren: "Wu Lin, Wu Lin, can you hear me?"

Yang Xia: "Wu Lin--"

Wu Lin breathed a long sigh of relief and thanked modern technology.

Even though you are lost, you can't panic when you have your communication in hand.

Holding down the intercom button, Wu Lin was the first to report that he was safe: "I'm fine, I'm ...... now."

The voice ended abruptly.

Wu Lin, sensing a certain aura, let go of the hand that was pressing the button and slowly turned back.

An adult black bear, right behind him.

As he did so, the bear suddenly stood upright, its huge body like a mountain, completely enveloping Wu Lin in shadow.

Perhaps because his brain had increased its stress response in a short period of time after the previous desperate escape, Wu Lin was thinking of the bear in his family-related class at this moment.

2.1.3 What to do if you meet a bear in the wild?

First, never play dead, because a hungry bear will nibble on you dead or alive, and a full bear, driven by his playful nature, will most likely turn you over and over with his paws, or lick you with his barb-filled tongue, or sit on your ass.

Secondly, never, ever, ever run, running away will completely energize a bear's prey nature, even if you are awakened to run faster than a bear, take into account that the human body is not adapted to the wilderness, bears don't trip and fall in the wild, but you do.

The correct position to take when meeting a bear: don't yell, face the bear and back away slowly.

Retreat slowly ......

Wu Lin Mentally chanting, Wu Lin gently lifts one foot up and slowly, slowly puts it back down.

The black bear didn't move.

Wu Lin Quietly, move the other foot.

The body moved back a little bit along with the retreating footsteps.

One step.

Two steps.

Three Steps ......

In a slow but effective gesture, Wu Lin managed to put five or six meters between himself and the bear.

Persistence is victory.

Wu Lin held his breath and took another step back, but he didn't even see that there was already a slope behind him.

Only the toes of the retreating foot touched the ground a little, the rest all stepped out of the way.

Unprepared Wu Lin, the center of gravity of the body has been with the backward, the point of gravity of the toes is not enough, the foot slipped down at once.

Along with it, his entire body lost its balance and fell heavily forward, facing the mountain and sliding down the sloping dirt slope.

[This area is called the bear blind slope, because there is a thief in front of a large steep slope, but also a thief hidden, the earlier years of the bear blind more times, the bottom of the slope every few months can be found falling dead bear blind, so ......]

Not long ago when I just entered the area of the blind bear slope, the old pimple told of it.

But it's too late to come back and say that vigilance is lacking.

Wu Lin desperately tries to grab hold of something in the extremely fast slide, but the slope is nothing but thorny vines and bushes, which are ripped off as soon as they are grabbed, and can't hold on to the downward force of the slide at all.

Wu Lin's hands were scratched and his nails were torn from the skin, but he couldn't dig through the hard soil and gravel of the slope.

In a brief moment, the bloody fingers had gone wooden, feeling no pain, only the dull friction against the dirt and grit.

The body seemed to start getting lighter as it slipped and fell.

Or, people have this floating sensation when they are near death; it could be that the consciousness is in a trance or that the soul is out of body.

But why ...... did the bone take the place of the finger and begin to feel a sharp pain.

Wu Lin woke up in pain from the shock.

He felt the moist air enter his nostrils; it was the smell of the forest, of the mountains, of the wilderness, of all that was free and unfettered, and they were so ardent and vivid that they spread from his sense of smell to his limbs, surged through his leaping chest, and activated new life and strength in his torso.

Wu Lin's hands begin to deform.

Knuckles shriveled, hair and nails regrew, and in a very short time, scarred hands became gray wolf claws.

The new, sharp pointed claws hooked deep into the mountain, slowing the slide down tremendously.

At the same time, his body began to deform.

The pain was as intense as if the bone had snapped, Wu Lin gritted his teeth and endured it, but eventually he couldn't help it and let out a cry of pain, "Ow--"

"Thud," the body finally fell to the bottom of the slope at a speed that wasn't fatal.

Wu Lin rolls around a few times before struggling to get up.

Horizontal vision is all shrubbery.

The mountain is raining, it's a real coyote now.