The old hunter of Bashozhai called Panba in more than forty years of career in the mountains, before and after **** raised seven hunting dogs. The first hound legs grow too short, chasing the mountain can not chase suede, was led to the street sold; the second hound just turned five years old on the fat like a pig; the third hound looks stupid, the first hunt was bitten to death by leopards; the fourth hound is a female, grown up by a male dog abduction; the fifth hound covered with scabies; the sixth hound confused step on the hunter laid the iron clamps. A hunter, can not get a satisfactory hunting dog, just like the cavalry did not have a good horse. The hunter is like a cavalryman without a good horse," he said.

Three years ago, when the 60th birthday of Zhaopanba, Mangang sentry card of the Tang Lien Chang as a gift to give him a military dog born out of the puppy. Over the past three years, the call Panba preferred their own meals of vegetarian food, but also to let the seventh hound meals dipped in meat and fish. In his careful raising, the puppy grew up, the back of the golden hair color, embedded with two symmetrical light black pattern, the body has calves so big, waistline slim, very powerful and beautiful. It deserves to be the descendant of military dogs, chasing mountains as fast as the wind, hunting as fierce as a tiger. Once, a vulture swooped down to the yard to catch chickens, it jumped up from the flowers, a bite of the vulture's wings. Zhaopanba gave it a name: Chili (the flying sword of Dai legend).

The hunter loves dogs, and Zhaopanba sees Chili as the second jewel in his palm. The first jewel was, of course, his seven-year-old grandson, Aisusu. Zhaopanba free time like to take Chili string of old geng (same year, same month, same day friends), three cups of glutinous rice wine down, he will boast: "With Chili, it is not in vain I did a lifetime of hunters. Hey, you guys are a handful of pearls and a bucket of gold will never want to exchange it from my hands." With that, he caressed the dog's ears with his cheek for a while.

But the Dai calendar 1433 years (that is, A.D. 1980) early in the morning on the day of the Water Festival, call Panba not as in previous years, holding Aisusu, take Chili to the Lancang River to see the rowing dragon boat, put Gaoxiang, jumping Yilaghe (Dai folk a form of celebration of the dance with the song), but a wild vine, Chili tethered to the courtyard of a hammered tree, next to the three stones into a stove, boiling A pot full of water was boiled. Then he drew a thick stick from the woodpile and walked slowly toward Akari.

Chili wagged his tail and stuck out his tongue, coming to lick Zhaopanba's pants leg. The stick was suddenly lifted up and struck him in the head; Chili dodged nimbly, and the stick smashed a small crater in the ground. Chili panicked and hid behind the hammer tree, whimpering in aggravation.

Chaopanba's copper-colored face turned blue and white, and he took a step forward and swung the wooden stick high again. At this moment, the bamboo building ran out of a child dragging snot, his left hand holding a knife, his right hand clutched a half-peeled sour DuoYi fruit, pounced into the arms of Zhaopanba, yelling, "Grandpa, you do not hit Chili, it is my good friend."

Call Panba put away his wooden stick, tears welling up in his old eyes, which were wrapped in crow's feet; he rubbed Aisusu's soft hair and said, "Child, it is not your friend. It is a sinful, unlucky beast. Grandfather will beat it to death with his own hands, skin and bone it, and give you dog meat at noon."

Saying this, he carried Aisusu to sit on a pile of wood under the bamboo building, and returned to his feet, dancing again with his wooden stick and forcing it on Chili ......

Yesterday evening, with his powder gun on his back, and Chili in tow, Zhaopanba drifted into the great black mountain behind the walled village, trying to catch a bamboo rat, or to dig up a pangolin so as to improve his life on the Water-Splashing Festival. Rifle through a bright stream, in a dense forest, Chili suddenly excited ears, biting his lapel dragged forward. Chili very smart, encountered prey unlike the general grass dog barking and barking, for their own courage, to scare away prey; it will be noiselessly biting the master lapel alarm. Sure enough, call Panba ruffled a few pieces of elephant ear leaves, see the front more than ten paces away from the Fengtai bamboo, there is a strong long bristled boar, at least four or five hundred pounds, is with two tusks digging fresh bamboo shoots. According to reason, single hunters encounter fierce beasts are try to avoid. Especially the lone pig, very fierce, known as "the first pig, two tigers, three bears". But call panba rely on their own more than forty years of hunting experience and the courage of the incomparable Chili, the courage to become a big bucket, unloaded gunpowder gun, stuffed with good flint, aiming at the ear of the wild boar is a gun. "Boom" a loud bang, a wisp of light smoke dissipated, called Panba found that the lead bullet did not drill into the boar's head, a little off, hit in its head and neck; dirty black blood flowing down the boar's neck into a small river. Zhaopanba know not good, hurriedly hide behind a winter melon tree, from the waist of his pants to unlock the gunpowder gourd, hastily fill the barrel of the gunpowder and lead bullets. But it was already too late. The wounded boar raised its head, howled angrily, and puckered its tusks like a madman as it pounced swiftly and fiercely on Zhaopanba.

Chili barked furiously from behind, and Zhaopanba called out several times, "Chili, go! Go!" He thought that Chili just need to rush up to bite the boar's hind legs, entangled for a few minutes, he can fill the gunpowder gun, steady and send the damn boar back to the Western Heaven. But he was quickly disappointed, Chili not only did not rush up to save his master, a moment even barking also stopped, perhaps with their tails in the grass to escape into the right. He did not have time to turn around and look at Chili, the boar has pounced on the front, a mouth to bowl thick winter melon tree cut off the waist. Zhaopanba only had to throw away the gunpowder, around the tree to avoid the wild boar's pounce. But after all, age is not forgiving, his waist and legs are not as sharp as when he was young, around a large banyan tree, a foot on the bare moss, fell. When he climbed up with difficulty, the rampaging boar stood in front of him two paces away, hooked his head, legs bouncing, the long bristles on his neck stood up one by one, and abruptly leapt up. Zhaopanba couldn't dodge in time, so he had to bend his knees and lie down on the ground from a slant. This move, very dangerous, even if the boar pounced on the empty, hit the big banyan tree and fell, but also to crush him half dead; only heard the head "click" a loud bang, he closed his eyes, but the boar did not press on him. He slowly opened his eyes and looked back, Alo, really God has eyes, blessed him not to die. The original banyan tree has a narrow gap between the two thick roots, the boar is just here to pounce, too hard, the front half of the body through the gap, was stuck in the waist, limbs flailing in the air, howling endlessly; the big banyan tree into a forest of trees was shaking and shivering, falling all over the ground green leaves. The call panba dare not be slow, hastily pick up the gunpowder gun, fill up the gunpowder, the gun barrel into the mouth of the boar even made three shots, the boar drooped tusks, do not move.

Call Panba looked at the dead boar, his body was as soft as a drunk, sweating. Just then, Chili screamed wildly and burst out of his grassy niche, leaping and biting at the dead pig stuck in a gap in the banyan tree's aerial roots. Zhaopanba had never felt so disgusted, and could not imagine that the hounds also had a fear of death and scoundrels. If not for the gunpowder gourd emptied, he would have hit it on the spot, the dog's head blooming ......

Zhao Panba dancing wooden stick forced to Chili, it dodged and dodged, whimpering and begging for mercy in tears.

Aisusu had been hanging out with Chili every day since he was three years old. Chili would find pheasant nests in the woods for him and collect many eggs; Chili would fight for him in dogfights with his buddies and win; Chili would help him easily find his "enemy" when he was playing hide-and-seek. Once, he went swimming in the Lancang River and was caught in a whirlpool and was about to sink to the bottom of the river when he called out, "Chili!" Chili then defiantly from the shore to leap people in the center of the river, swim to him, he grabbed the dog's tail before swimming ashore. Grandpa was going to beat Chili to death, and Aisusu was so sad that she couldn't help but wail and cry, too.

Shao Panba's anger burned more fierce, swung up the stick headless towards Chili; Chili despite dodge sensitive, but the neck tied to the wild mountain vine, can only be around the chess hammer tree playing around, in a short while on the body will be heavily hit by the two sticks, the pain of its teeth grimace and strange screams up. The wild mountain vine wrapped around the tree, along with Chili spinning and more and more short, it finally tightly attached to the tree trunk of the betel nut can not move. Zhaopanba see this opportunity, an arrow step rushed up, raised the stick aimed at the bridge of the nose of Chili smashed. If he had jumped, he could have bitten through the wrist, but he didn't. Instead, he tilted his head, and when the stick grazed his ear, he bit down on the stick and didn't let go.

Shao Panba clutched the stick and dragged it desperately, Chili bit the stick and pulled it desperately. In a short while, Zhaopanba bald head, covered with beads of sweat, tired and panting. He was ruthless, dropped the wooden stick cursed: "you this no conscience beast, I let you taste the taste of gunpowder gun." With that, he trembled and walked towards the bamboo building.

Chili usually saw the walled village people kill the dog to eat, is also the dog chained to a tree, next to support an iron pot boiling water; it understands that today the big trouble is coming. It is animalistic, jumping wildly, trying to break the neck of the wild cane. But the vine was tougher than a nylon rope, so it could not break it. It moaned sadly, its eyes shooting up at Aisusu for help.

Watching her grandfather walk back to the bamboo building with fuzzy, tearful eyes, Aisusu hurriedly ran to the hammer tree and used the knife she used to peel the tamarind to cut the vine; in her haste, she chipped a piece of the nail of her left thumb, and the blood dripped onto Chili's thick lips.

Akari was free, and he shook his head and licked and kissed meekly at Aisusu's body. Aisusu also wrapped her arms around Akari's head and neck and kissed. At this time, the bamboo building art ladder creaking sound, call Panba carry gunpowder gun out of the bamboo building. Ai Susu hurriedly pushed Chili and shouted, "Run away!"

Chili took two steps back, took a last look at Zhaopanba and Aisusu, turned sharply, and, like a wild horse out of control, leaped over the two-meter-high fence wall made of leafy flowers, and galloped toward the Great Black Mountain.

The beautiful purple and red petals of the leaves and flowers were scattered all over the ground.

Dahei Mountain belongs to the nature reserve, thousands of years of large banyan tree hanging down many roots, like a herd of elephants' trunks; Wangtian tree's narrow crown towering over the clouds, straight trunks like a giraffe's neck. The dense forest is full of muntjacs and pheasants, it is really an ideal kingdom for wild animals. Chili wandered around, thirsty for a drink of spring water, hungry to catch a tree (nose sentence) to eat.

He became a wild dog.

One afternoon, Chili in the Lancang River side of a horse deer, is eating happy, the bushes suddenly rustling a sound, jumped out of more than 20 brown and red jackals. At the head of the two male jackals, one of which has a ring of white hair on the neck, like wearing a pearl necklace; another long black tail. This group of jackals looked at the bloody horse deer on the ground, their small eyes shot out a greedy and ferocious green light; scattered, forming a fan to Chili surrounded.

Chili looked coldly at the two male jackals at the head of the pack. In front of the tall body of Chili, the jackals looked so obscene, so thin, belly deflated into the belly, I am afraid that there have been a few days without catching prey to eat.

The jackals' encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, with only two or three steps away from Chili. Chili was still munching on the bones of the horse and deer. The two male jackals in the lead, their hind legs slightly bent forward, suddenly howled and attacked from both sides, pouncing on Chili together. Chili is not panicked, a twist of the waist, jumped to the side of a reef. This piece of reef in the river in the gravel and stand abruptly, there are two meters high, four walls steep. White collar male jackal closely followed behind Chili ass also leaped onto the reef; not yet waiting for it to stand firm, Chili lifted the iron rod like front legs, a press it over on the ground, open sharp teeth, play time on its throat bite off. White item due to the male jackal stained black blood spilled all over the ground, the body rumbled and rolled down the river bank.

The black-tailed male jackal barked furiously and leapt viciously onto the reef. Chili snapped its neck with another bite.

The group of jackals was shocked, not only refused to disperse, but also did not dare to leap onto the reef, surrounded the reef and stared at Chili. Chili turned his eyes, like lightning, jumped down, pounced on a male jackal, quickly bit off its throat, not waiting for the other jackals to gather around, Chili jumped back to the top of the reef ......

When the sun was sinking, the group of jackals in the last adult male jackal did not escape the fate of its brothers.

Jackals are pack animals, and the strongest male is the leader of the family; once the leader dies, the other males take his place. If all the males in a pack die, the family breaks up, and the females flee with their young to other packs.

At this moment, seven or eight female jackals howled sadly for a while, and returned to the woods with a dozen or so of their young.

Chili, with a long, joyful bark, jumped down from the reef and chased after them, pouncing on this one with her paws and toppling the other with her head. The female jackals fled with their young in fear, and Chili darted left and right, forcing the females back to the river's edge.

Silver plate like the moon rose in the sky, gradually, Chili ferocious attack turned into a pro it teasing, and listen to the jackals to swallow most of the head of the horse deer; female jackals no longer desperately fleeing ......

Chili became the leader of the group of jackals, all the females and the small jackals are bowed down to it, respectfully. All the females and young jackals bowed down to him with respect and deference. Chili lived freely in the forest with his pack.

But Chili had not forgotten about Zopanba, who never took his pack to Basho, even though he still doesn't understand why he was whisked away into the forest.

Chili suffered a severe beating at the hands of Zhaopanba and was forced to flee into the mountains, and that was really unjust. That day, when Zhaopanba aimed to shoot at the boar, his footsteps moved and stepped on the three snake eggs in the grassy arena. At that time, the call Panba concentrated on staring at the wild boar, which is expected to the grass abruptly erected a black-brown eyes snake, the neck of the white side of the black heart of the cobweb-like markings rapidly expanding, blood-red tongue whiskers quickly gulping, mouth "hoo-hoo" sound, from behind the staring at the call Panba bare arms, look to be ...

The snake is a snake that is not only a snake, but also a snake that is not a snake, but also a snake that is not a snake. ...

Generally speaking, dogs do not dare to mess with poisonous snakes. However, just in this critical care, Chili leaped up recklessly and bit the cobra's neck. The one-meter-long snake wrapped itself tightly around Chili. At this time, Chili heard his master loudly calling, it dared to let go; the two animals in the grass tossed and turned twisted and rolled, biting ...... until Chili the cobra's triangular head bite down, only to worry about breathing, jumped out of the grass, pounced on the wild boar stuck in the two banyan tree between the roots of the air has been blood flowed into the river! ......

Unfortunately, this scene was not seen by Zhaopanba, and Chili could not tell his master.

Chaopanba's heart was broken by Chili's disloyalty. He sold his gunpowder rifle, resolved not to hunt again, and stayed at home for six months. In the late summer and early fall, he herded two yellow cows for the production team in order to relieve his boredom.

Open Door Festival (Dai July 15 to October 15 each year, for the "closed" time, during which no love marriages and other large-scale recreational activities, October 15 Open Door Festival before resuming) Soon after the two yellow cows in the same day each gave birth to a calf. This can be very happy to call Panba, he sleeps at night in the barn to guard, during the day with the herd to find fresh pasture. Early one morning, Zaopanba was carrying an ancient wooden crossbow, and had his grandson Aisusu riding on the back of a cow, and drove the herd to the edge of the Big Black Mountain to graze on the Wild Cow Four.

The Wild Cow Four is actually a long, narrow depression, moist and warm, covered with southern clover and red clover, with yellow, white, blue and purple flowers; dewdrops are stuck on the petals of the grass blades. Let the cows feast here for three days, and the old, thin, bony cows will be fattened by the tender grass.

A pair of small calves in the grass jumped around happily, a moment to run to the brook to drink a mouth of cool water, a moment to leap to the mother's belly with young mouth sucking milk. The mother cow stood quietly, chewing on the grass and licking her tongue on the calf's back.

Call Pamba picked a snow-white rose, tender yellow jasmine, and gold-rimmed plantain from the wildflowers by the stream, and wove them into a wreath that was placed around Aisusu's neck. Aisusu saw in the clear reflection of the stream that he had become the mythical Prince of Flowers, and, overjoyed, climbed on a cow and bellowed, "Charge!" Riding the cow as if it were a warhorse, he galloped across the meadow, making Zhaopanba laugh.

The cow trotted up to the narrow headland, where she suddenly let out a long "moo," turned her head in panic, and ran desperately toward the calf. Riding on the bare back of the cow, Aisusu was unprepared and was knocked off his feet, scraping his knee and running to his grandfather, crying and limping.

Shao Panba, with decades of hunting experience, knew he was in danger. He lifted up his hawk-like eyes and looked toward the headland, only to see the branches of the trees in the shrubbery swaying, withered leaves falling, and a moment later a pack of jackals leaped out and pressed forward.

The two calves were shivering under their mothers' bellies, and the cows' eyes showed a light of anger and horror. Zhaopanba unslung his wooden crossbow and swatted one of the cows on the buttocks, drinking, "Stupid, run!" The two cows grunted in their noses and spread their hooves, fleeing in the direction of Basho Walled City. But it was too late, the jackals split into two, leapt in front of the cows and blocked the way. The cattle had to return to Zhaopanba, looking at him for help.

Chaopanba took Aisusu into his arms and calmly observed. There were about twenty jackals of all sizes, all starving. He knew that hungry jackals were harder to deal with than tigers, and he regretted having sold the powder gun, otherwise the loud explosion of the gun might have scared the jackals away, or at least reported them to the townspeople in the walled village. Now he has only ten or so barrels of bamboo arrows and a small tube of see blood sealing throat juice (see blood sealing throat, a kind of highly poisonous tree, sap will kill when it touches blood, Xishuangbanna hunters use it to make arrows to beat wild animals, so it is also known as "arrows poisonous wood"), surely outnumbered. The situation is indeed critical. But Zhaopanba after all is an old hunter, in the face of danger can still calm. He pulled the two calves and Aisusu to the center, himself and the two cows facing the jackals to form a triangular protective circle. The two cows' noses puffed out thick air, their heads lowered and shook their two short, thin horns, ready to fight the jackal to the death.

Call Panba pulled the full crossbow string, put a sharp barrel bamboo arrow in the blood to see the throat juice dipped, buckled into the crossbow slot, in the middle of the eager to try to look for the leader of the male jackals, but he was surprised to find that the group of jackals in addition to the small jackals, are all female jackals, the strong male jackals have not one.

By this time, the jackals had surrounded Zhaopanba and the cattle, howling and approaching step by step. A half-large male jackal is about to show off their skills, the first to rush up, in front of the two cows scurrying around, trying to find a gap to drill into the guards due to drag away the calf. The two cows stared at the blood red eyes, tightly defended. Call Panba narrowed his eyes, picked up the wooden crossbow, aiming at the cocky half-sized male jackal, lightly pull the trigger, "puh" sound, sharp arrow into its eye socket; it screamed, rolled on the ground, four legs toward the sky stomped twice, and did not move.

The jackal pack stirred, and four females and five small jackals leapt out, swarming toward Zhaopanba. Call Panba did not panic, quickly dipped the five arrowheads into the poisonous juice, and fired them out one by one. Four female jackals and one young jackal were killed, and the remaining four young jackals fled back to the pack with their tails between their legs.

The jackals refused to retreat, even though a third of them had been killed. There were only four barrel arrows left in Zhaopanba's pouch. He must quickly try to kill his way out, or he will run out of arrows and be left for dead. Zhaopanba carried Aisusu on his back, tied it tightly with a rattan, and had the two cows clamp the two milk cows left and right, and followed behind himself, running toward Bashozhai.

Five or six jackals lined up in a row, blocking the road, showing their teeth and growling. The call Panba stride to meet up, "whoosh" two arrows killed two, the other jackals to see the companions dying pain struggle, cowering, to the side of the road to hide. Zhaopanba took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement. He ran towards the village of a small cut, look back, bad, two cows and two calves did not follow him to escape; jackals let go of him, the herd blocked. More than a dozen jackals pounced madly together to bite; the two cows put their heads close to the grass, and raised their poor horns to pick the jackals and protect the calves. The jackals, unusually agile, shot past the horns and pounced on the cows' bulky bodies, biting cruelly. Both cows had several bites open on their spines, dripping blood, and still refused to back down, desperately resisting.

Shao Panba was furious. Cattle are collective property, not to be trampled on by wild animals. Besides, their own mighty mountain forests for decades, killed the tiger, leopard, wild boar countless, and finally let the jackal in front of their eyes to the cow swallowed and ate, he is lying in the coffin also can not swallow this breath. Thinking of this, call panba roar, pull the string of arrows, run back, aimed at pouncing on the cow on the two jackals "whoosh" is two arrows. The two cows took advantage of the jackals panic, with the head of the calf gently against the buttocks, retreating to the side of the Zhaopanba.

Ai Susu raised her small fist on Zhaopanba's back and yelled at the jackals, "Bad guys, tell grandpa to kill you all!"

The jackals didn't seem afraid of the threat. With half of their cohorts tragically dead, they became cautious, and after surrounding Zhaopanba and the herd, they didn't pounce immediately, but only howled angrily from twenty paces away.

Chaopanba's pouch of arrows was empty. If there are still ten arrows, tomorrow the skin of the jackal to the county specialties purchase station, can also be exchanged for three or five black shiny gunpowder gun.

After a while, the jackals gathered again, and a few of them leapt up to Zao Panba, teasing and testing. The jackals heard the familiar, deadly sound and retreated in fear.

In less than a bag of cigarettes, the jackal came back again, and called Panba again fired an arrow, and the jackal retreated again. This was repeated four times. A bald-tailed jackal is about to see the call Panba in the singing "empty city", the fifth time when other jackals retreat, it does not retreat, showing sharp canine teeth glaring at the call Panba, suddenly asked the sound of no sound pounced on the front paws want to ride on the shoulders of the call Panba, so as to bite the throat. Zhaopanba early defense, a flash, picked up the crossbow made of rosewood, used all his life strength, ruthlessly towards the bald-tailed jackal's head smashed, "puh" sound, white brains and black blood flowed all over the place, the bald-tailed jackal did not even grunt a grunt, on the ground, lying straight up. Regrettably, call Panba force too much, sturdy wooden crossbow broken into three. He was truly bare-handed now.

The jackals were too shaken to pounce. A female jackal led a long howl, and other jackals followed. This howl is very strange, like a reckless man in the number of Tao crying, hoarse and sharp, continuous, vibrating mountain concave, even used to listening to the tiger roar leopard roar Zhaopanba also can not help but creep. The two calves fell to their knees in fear, and Aisusu also cried in terror.

With the sound of the howl, a mile away on a half-slope of a hill covered by grass and trees, a sound, a black shadow leaped out, darting, and has been rushed to the place not far from Zhaopanba, suddenly stood still.

Call Panba rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at the tall dog in front of him, and sure enough, there were two symmetrical light black patterns between the golden fur. It was it, the Chili that had escaped for most of the year!

Call Panba was furious. This ungrateful beast dared to instigate the jackal to harm his master! If he still had a poisoned arrow in his hand, he would have shot through Chili's heart and chest. Now he was unarmed, how could he defeat Chili, who was more ferocious than a tiger? I have an old bone, yellow soil cover face is not enough to pity, poor baby grandson and collective cattle will be killed, and died in the mouth of his once carefully fed hunting dogs, this will become a miserable shame, and will be passed on to ninety-nine generations of descendants! The old hunter's face, for a moment, turned saucy purple, for a moment, earthy gray.

Esusu recognized Chili on his grandfather's back as well. In the face of this ferocious hound, he did not feel appalled, but yelled happily, "Chili, bite the jackal! Bite it!"

Calling Panba inclined his face and yelled at Aisusu, "Shut up!" Then stretching out his trembling finger, he pointed at Chili and cursed sternly,

"Heaven-killing beast, you are the birth of an evil wolf, a devil-turned-spirit, and one day you will become meat in the hunter's pot."

Chili flicked his tail toward Wen Susu and stuck out his tongue to grind his teeth. Zhaopanba felt that Chili was cruelly mocking himself, and he couldn't help but tremble for a while, suddenly feeling as light and soft as if he were stepping on a white cloud; he was old and exhausted, and just wanted to suffer less from the mental torment of his deathbed. He simply sat down on the ground, and said breathlessly to Chili: "If you want to bite you, hurry up and break my neck." He closed his eyelids and two lines of old tears spilled from the corners of his eyes.

But after waiting for a long time, no movement could be heard. Feeling strange, Zhaopanba opened his eyes and saw that Chili was still wagging his tail at his heels. The jackals got tired of waiting and howled one by one.

Chili did not move. After a while, the twelve jackals closed in on Zhaopanba in two columns.

Suddenly, Chili stared at the jackals and barked three times. As if electrocuted, the jackals stood still and looked at Chili with fear and anger.

Chili rushed to the path leading to Bashozhai, drove away the three small jackals guarding it, and then ran to Zhaopanba, bit the lapel of his coat, and dragged him toward the "gap" with all his might.

Call Panba did not understand what was going on, the three female jackals sniffed the smell of the bodies of their accomplices, and suddenly howled like mad, leading nine small jackals to pounce on Call Panba and the herd.

Chili growled angrily at the jackals, but to no avail. So he took to the air on all fours, and like an arrow just off the string, he crashed east and west, toppling one of the flailing jackals with his head.

Three of the females bit and bit around Chili in desperation; and the remaining nine smaller jackals threw away the chowpans and the cattle, and turned on Chili.

At once, Chili killed six of the small jackals and one of the females. Unfortunately, the remaining two females bit down on Chili's hind legs and wouldn't let go. The three little jackals took advantage of the situation and pounced on him, gnawing and biting at him.

Chili barked furiously, suddenly head tilted, waist up, the front paw rose up in the air, three small jackals were thrown on the ground; Chili two front paws were pressed on the left and right of the two small jackals, and at the same time a mouth of the middle of the small jackal's back leg with a bone bite down, and then pressed in the front paw of the two small jackals bitten through the stomach. The three little jackals screamed miserably and fled into the grass, dragging their bloody bodies with them.

But Chili also had several bites open on his body, and blood was pouring out. In particular, the two female jackals that bit its hind legs, sharp teeth have been "cackling" to gnaw on its snow-white bones. Chili can not turn around, and no strength to jump, only to lie on the ground, looking at the Zhaopanba "woof woof" barking urgently, hoping that the old master quickly leave.

Seeing that only the last two females were left, Zhaopanba's courage returned. He climbed up and ran over to them, picked up the left female jackal by her hind legs, threw her into the air, made an arc, and smashed her hard on the stone; she fainted.

The female jackal on the right immediately let go of Chili and jumped up onto Zhaopanba's shoulder. Shao Panba was unprepared and stumbled to the ground. The female jackal opened her bloody mouth and viciously bit down on the knot of his throat -- in the nick of time, Chili dragged her bony hind legs, and with the greatest strength of her life, she pounced on the female jackal and bit down on her neck ......

When Zhaopanba separated them, the female jackal had already bitten down on her neck, and the female jackal had already bitten down on her neck. apart, the female jackal was dead, and Chili lay limp and dying. Aisusu cried and put the garland that his grandfather had made for him on Chili's neck, and took off his shirt and coat to help his grandfather bandage the wound on Chili's leg.

The sun was at its zenith, and the mist had cleared, so Zao Panba drove his wounded oxen, led Aisusu, and embraced the unconscious Chili, and wearily walked step by step to Bashozhai. Along the way, Aisusu kept calling out fondly, "Chili!" "Chili!" In front of Zhaopanba's eyes, the scene under the unobtrusive tree always shook, and old tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes