Li Long looked around, made sure there was no more danger, and put his gun away.
Carrying half a bag of mushrooms, he walked toward the deer. There would be no gathering snow lotuses today. These two deer and one wolf alone would take quite a while to deal with.
Talihaal and Bek also headed straight toward the wolf.
Talihaal had a gun. Bek had brought none and had only come along to broaden his experience and lend a hand.
The two wolves were not far apart. When they reached the southern slope, Talihaal immediately spotted the one Li Long had shot, not very far from his own. It was even bigger than his.
Seeing Li Long stop after walking less than fifty meters toward them, he took a closer look and spotted the red deer stag lying on the ground.
"Li Long, did you shoot a deer?" Talihaal had been on the mountain's shaded slope and had come over after hearing the shots. He had only heard the gunfire, not seen what Li Long had hit.
"Two." Li Long looked at the still-bleeding stag with some regret. Of his two shots, the one aimed at its head had gone a little wide, gouging a channel through its face before entering its right shoulder. The other had hit its belly. The hide was ruined.
The doe looked much better. The two shots had hit its head and rear without damaging the hide.
"Two?" Somewhat surprised, Talihaal picked up his wolf and walked toward Li Long. Bek immediately followed, picking up the other wolf along the way.
Both wolves weighed over forty kilograms, but the two young men could still carry them. If they dragged a little, so be it.
Reaching Li Long, Talihaal looked at the big stag and the