Wolves have good memories. They had seen Liu Yifeng twice, and this powerful aura emanated from him.
The three wolves looked at each other. The leader ran off first, and the other two disappeared in a flash.
Seeing the wolves run, Liu Yifeng quickly went to check on the injured. One person's head was so mangled that it was impossible to tell who it was.
However, Liu Yifeng recognized him by his clothes and pants as Liu Qingyun, whom he had met at noon.
He had been fine just four or five hours ago, and now he was like this.
Suppressing the urge to vomit, Liu Yifeng felt Liu Qingyun's neck and found no pulse. His heart had stopped beating, meaning he was dead.
He was saddened by this outcome, but it was not the time for sorrow. He quickly checked on the other two.
Liu Yadong had the flesh on both his thighs eaten down to one-third, exposing the white bone. Fortunately, he was still alive.
Finally, there was Liu Chenguang. His entire left hand had been eaten, leaving no bone. His shoulder was severely torn, and there were other bite marks on his body. He was covered in blood, but his breathing was faint.
Just as he was wondering how to go back and tell the adults about the situation, Liu Qiushun and others arrived.
When they saw their sons lying on the ground, mangled and bloody, they couldn't bear the shock and their wails echoed through the valley.
Liu Qiushun, in particular, saw his son eaten by wolves, his mouth, nose, and face unrecognizable. He cried out, "My son!"
Then, overcome with grief, he fainted.
Liu Chenguang's and Liu Yadong's fathers were no better. They held their sons' bodies and wept bitterly.
Seeing this, Liu Yifeng urged, "Uncles, now is not the time to be sad. I just felt the breath of Yadong and Chenguang. They are still alive. We must quickly carry them out of the mountain and to the hospital for treatment. We don't have much time."
The two men wiped their tears after hearing Liu Yifeng's words. "Yifeng is right. We must go down the mountain quickly. Every minute we delay, the greater the danger. If the wolves return, we will all perish here."
Liu Xiaofei finished speaking and glanced at Qingyun not far away, his eyes filled with worry. "That child Qingyun..."
He didn't finish the sentence. To be honest, even if Qingyun had survived being eaten by wolves like this, he would be living in pain.
"Qingyun has no breath. Even if we send him to the hospital, there's no point in trying to save him," Liu Yifeng said with a heavy heart.
Just then, Gangzi and his father arrived. Seeing the gruesome scene, the three of them fell silent.
Although they had guessed that the attack by the wolves might not end well for the three boys, they never expected it to be so brutal.
They dared not imagine that if Liu Yifeng had not led them there in time, those three children would have been eaten to the bone, and Gangzi might not have survived either.
Liu Yifeng then pinched Liu Qiushun's philtrum to wake him up.
"Uncle, I know you are sad, but Qingyun's body cannot be left here. Also, Chenguang and the others need to be rushed to the hospital for treatment, or they won't survive.
We need to carry them down the mountain now, before the wolves return. It won't be good if they come back," Liu Yifeng said softly, afraid of further upsetting Liu Qiushun.
Liu Qiushun looked at his son on the ground, instantly looking over ten years older. He shook his head resignedly. "This is fate. I repeatedly warned him not to come, but he insisted, and now he has paid with his life."
"Uncle Liu, please accept my condolences. The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please don't lose hope!" Gangzi comforted him.
Compared to their current state, his own bloody appearance earlier was nothing.
At 5:30 PM, with the combined efforts of everyone, the three were carried down the mountain.
As soon as they had a signal, Liu Yifeng had called 120 for an ambulance.
So, when they reached the foot of the mountain, the ambulance was already waiting by his car.
Many villagers had also gathered, and when they saw the three children being carried down, their lives uncertain, they gasped.
Liu Qingyun's mother, who had been anxiously waiting, saw her son's disfigured face.
She almost lost consciousness, but thankfully, paramedics were nearby. They managed to stabilize her, and she recovered.
However, seeing her son's tragic state, she burst into inconsolable grief, weeping bitterly.
The mothers and relatives of the other two also wept profusely.
The rest of the villagers chattered amongst themselves.
"I never imagined there were wild wolves in a place like this. Look at how they've been eaten, it's too tragic."
"I heard Liu Yifeng warned them not to go up the mountain, but they didn't listen. This is their own doing, though it's a pity for the parents to have to bury their children."
"Alas, how did it come to this? Do you think the wolves will come to our village?" someone asked worriedly.
His question immediately caused panic among the crowd.
Meanwhile, Chenguang and Yadong were rushed to the hospital.
As for Liu Qingyun, after examination by the doctor, he was declared dead on the spot, with no possibility of resuscitation.
Liu Chunsheng, who had rushed over after hearing the news, anxiously asked Liu Yifeng, "Yifeng, I heard Qingyun and the others had an accident. Are you alright?"
Liu Yifeng shook his head. "Dad, I'm fine. It's just that Qingyun is gone!"
Liu Chunsheng then looked at the body covered in a white sheet and sighed helplessly. "This is fate!"
He had tried to persuade him at noon, but Liu Qingyun still didn't listen, which meant it was his destiny.
"What about the others?"
"Their condition is also not good. Chenguang lost his left hand, and Yadong's legs might not be saved.
Liu Gang was the luckiest. There were only three wolves, and he managed to escape during the chaos. He only broke his forehead and bled a lot, but his life is not in danger," Liu Yifeng said.
That evening, people from nearby villages learned about the wild wolves on the mountain, causing widespread panic and fear that the wolves might descend and prey on people.
The village cadres reported to the police and arranged for strong men from the village to patrol at night. They also instructed all households to secure their doors and windows.
As long as the wolves were not caught, their hearts would remain uneasy.
Liu Yifeng was not too worried about this. It was clear that the wolves had not only recently appeared in the deep mountains. If they had truly wanted to hunt in the village, they would not have waited until today.
However, if they could be captured and relocated, it would indeed be a good thing for the village. Otherwise, everyone would likely live in fear every day.
Especially after seeing the tragic state of Liu Qingyun and the others, it had become an indelible shadow in their hearts.