Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 4 Hunter's Needle
At the edge of the central forest, a figure dodged in a panic amidst the waves of grass and leaves.

The knife light that was invisible to the naked eye cut off thousands of snake-like branches. In the shadows, with a snap, a flame suddenly appeared in the lighter, and turned into a curtain of flames as the hunter waved it!
The spinning blades were burned to ashes!
The hunter tiptoed, and his body finally shot out along with countless pieces of grass and wood!

Leaving the central forest, the trees in the deep forest were still alive, reaching out to the hunters.

"The forest witch... is truly powerful!"

The hunter took a deep breath, took out a bag of gray powder from his backpack, sprinkled it on his body, and the breath on his body quickly disappeared.

The grass and trees in the deep forest lost sight of the hunters and gradually stopped their abnormal growth.

"The center of this forest is really not that easy to enter!"

The hunter had a gloomy expression on his face. His hunting clothes were already torn, with many broken branches and leaves stuck in them. There were also some tiny wounds on his limbs.

"It's almost time. Did the wolf fail? Perhaps it was just too big a target."

The hunter looked at the extremely dense central forest in the distance and slowly retreated into the darkness. "But don't worry, be patient. I need a... new trap, one that's more hidden!"

The hunter returned to a patch of woodland where he found a long slab of stone lying flat.

He used some gray powder, sprinkled it in a circle around the stone slab, and then walked closer to the stone slab.

There were many knife marks and bloodstains on the stone slab, and many white broken bones, flesh tissue and animal hair were scattered around.

The hunter removed the cloth belt from his waist and took out the rabbit skin and the skinless flesh of the still wriggling rabbit.

"Still alive, a cursed human—how interesting!"

The hunter laughed slyly, placed the bloody skinless rabbit in the middle of the stone slab, took out a bottle of potion with a little vitality, and dripped it on it.

Then he put the backpack on the ground, carefully took out a roll of animal skin from it and unfolded it.

It was an extremely complete red wolf skin!

On the inside of the red wolf skin, there are countless scarlet runes. What is even more strange is that this wolf skin without flesh and blood does not appear dry. Instead, it is moist and soft, as if it still has vitality!

It’s like... there really is a wolf’s soul sealed in the skin!
"Even if they are clueless losers, I can still make do with them and make use of them—to become my hunting dog."

The bloody rabbit was still squirming and making indistinguishable cries.

The hunter narrowed his eyes and took out a set of delicate tools from his backpack.

Tweezers, silver needles, a scalpel and... a bottle of meat thread soaked in medicine!

"If you want to scream now, scream a little longer. Soon... it will hurt. If you want to blame someone, blame the witch who turned you into this!"

The scar on the hunter's face twisted into a sinister smile. He picked up the silver needle and threaded a piece of flesh thread into the needle hole. "I'm going to do some needlework, and - there's no anesthetic!"

……

In the central forest, the morning light rises from the distant treetops, shining brightly.

The Poro and the girl in the red cloak were leaning against a wooden board with checkered patterns on it.

Poro stretched out his claws and placed a stone on one of the squares, and the five stones formed a straight line.

"Ha, who is the little fool anyway?"

The Poro grinned happily, revealing a row of sharp teeth. "You always call me a big stupid wolf and so on, but in these ten or so rounds, you haven't beaten me in a single round!"

"You, you big bad wolf! You must have played the game you created many times before!"

Little Red Riding Hood pouted, a little annoyed, "It's not fair. I won't play with you anymore!"

"Okay, okay, then I won't play. After a few days, I'll think of another game to teach you."

Oh right, I don't know how many more days I have to hide...

The Poro gnashed with hatred when he thought of the hunter still wandering outside the Central Forest.

If we continue to stay like this, and if all the chickens at Little Red Riding Hood's house are eaten up in ten days or half a month, she will definitely be very sad, right?

"Can your grandmother still handle that hunter?"

Poro couldn't help but ask.

"That hunter... he did come prepared." Little Red Riding Hood's eyes showed a hint of worry after hearing the Poro's question. "Grandma said that the hunter was quite skilled and had many special witchcraft props. He used something to conceal his own aura."

Poro's heart sank when he heard this:
"Doesn't that mean that as long as he stays in the dark, we can't get out of the woods?"

"But the situation might not be that bad. My grandma is very powerful."

Little Red Riding Hood put her slender index finger to her chin, recalled for a moment and said, "The hunter seemed to use a magic powder. As soon as he ran out of powder, he would be caught by the forest!"

The girl waved her fist viciously: "When the time comes, grandma will turn him into a little mouse!"

Looking at the girl's appearance, Poro couldn't help but feel relieved.

He stretched out his forearms and pressed his body against the soft grass, trying to relax, but at this moment, he seemed to hear a hint of unusual movement with his ears close to the ground!

"It seems like there's something..."

Poro straightened his head again and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a stream of smoke rising from the central forest not far away!
"Damn, why is this hunter here again? Didn't he come here the night before last? Is he treating it as a dungeon run, right?"

"What is a copy?" Little Red Riding Hood looked at Poro strangely.

"Uh, I just mean...he's looking for death."

Poro and Little Red Riding Hood sat outside the cabin, looking at the forest that was gradually starting to run wild. There was no wind in the forest, but a rustling sound came from afar!

Tuk - Tuk - Tuk -

The door of the wooden house opened, and a silver-haired old man walked out slowly with a cane. Little Red Riding Hood hurried forward and helped her grandmother to the rocking chair in front of the door.

"Grandma, can we catch him this time?" asked Little Red Riding Hood.

"The sun is shining, and the grass and trees are awake."

The sunlight cast a holy golden glow on the old man's face. "This time, he can't escape."

The moment the old man walked out of the room, the riot in the entire forest became even more crazy.

Even from a distance, Poro could see that above the green forest not far away, the rising branches were raising a dark green storm!
Occasionally there were gunshots, but they were drowned out by the sound of the waves in the forest.

The rising alchemical flames were suppressed by Lin Feng in no time!

A supernatural power. Although Poro's common sense has become much more flexible, he was still speechless for a long time after seeing this scene!

That hunter could still persevere under such circumstances!?
Poro felt his body trembling inexplicably again. If the forest witch had not been standing behind him at this moment, not to mention himself - even a group of wolves would not be able to hurt the hunter!
There hasn't been such a battle in the Central Forest for a long time.

The overflowing power even affected many animals that originally lived in the forest!

Many birds were startled from the forest, and the animals that could not fly fled away from the place where the battle broke out.

A few birds flew down from the sky and landed in front of the silver-haired old man. They looked up at him with some bloodstains on their wings.

There was a soft light in the forest witch's old eyes.

She slowly raised her hand and pointed, a green light appeared, and the birds' wounds healed.

The birds chirped happily a few times, as if to say thank you, and then spread their wings and flew away.

Another elk came over, slowly knelt on the ground, and called out twice. The old man stroked the narrow wound on the elk's back and healed it.

The elk licked the old man's hand and walked out quietly.

Poro looked at this scene and felt an indescribable touch in his heart...

At this time, a white rabbit was jumping towards the old man from the grass, its body also covered with fallen leaves and blood.

Poro frowned. He felt that there was something wrong with the rabbit...

where is it?
As the old man bent down and wanted to help the rabbit heal its injuries.

Suddenly, a terrifying thunder exploded in Poro's mind!

No! wrong!

That rabbit...there's something wrong!

This rabbit is exactly the one that should have died because of being skinned by hunters, the talking rabbit!
(End of this chapter)