Chapter 402 Encountering a Tigress
Suddenly, a dazzling red color caught his eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened - there was blood on the ground!
The bloodstains were particularly eye-catching among the green grass and mottled fallen leaves, and Wang Jianguo's nerves were instantly stretched to the extreme.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind: What is this blood? Could it be left by a wild animal after it injured someone?
But strangely, he looked around and found no obvious signs of anyone. What kind of beast could have done this?
Is it the majestic lion that dominates the grassland? Or the king of the forest, the mysterious tiger? Or is it the huge and powerful bear?
All kinds of speculations were wildly intertwined in his mind, causing him to fall into deep confusion and anxiety.
Wang Jianguo's mind was full of speculations about the unknown beast, but he did not stop, and continued to explore step by step along the bloodstains.
He walked lightly, with a sharp gaze, and carefully paid attention to the movements around him with every step he took.
As the blood trail continued to extend, he gradually went deeper into the forest and finally came to a cave.
The entrance of the cave was half covered by vines and weeds, exuding a mysterious and deep atmosphere.
Wang Jianguo slowly approached the cave entrance, his heartbeat unconsciously quickened, and a mixture of nervousness and curiosity surged in his heart.
He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and then moved very slowly into the cave. His eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light inside the cave.
Suddenly, his sight fixed on a figure deep in the cave - a tiger lying lazily in a pile of hay.
Its huge and agile body rose and fell slightly, and one of its paws was gently held in its mouth and licked.
The tiger seemed to have sensed Wang Jianguo's arrival. Its originally calm eyes suddenly became alert, and its originally slow movements came to an abrupt halt.
It raised its head and stared straight at Wang Jianguo, although it did not immediately show any obvious hostility.
But there was clearly a hint of vigilance and alertness in his eyes, and a low snoring sound came from his throat, as if warning the visitor not to act rashly.
Seeing this, Wang Jianguo did not dare to be careless. He stopped and looked at the tiger, trying to convey with his eyes that he had no ill intentions.
After a while, seeing that the tiger did not make any further attacking moves, he mustered up his courage and continued to approach the tiger with extremely slow and gentle movements.
Every step I took felt like I was stepping on the tip of my heart, and I was extremely cautious.
When he finally walked up to the tiger, he discovered that the tiger in front of him had a slightly bulging belly, and under it, lying on its side, three little tigers were curled up together.
The three little tigers were all wet, with their eyes tightly closed and their pink little noses twitching. It seemed that they had just been born not long ago.
Their bodies are still very weak, and they snuggle up to their mothers, completely unaware of the danger and unfamiliarity of the outside world.
In the slightly dim light of the cave, the mother tiger's figure could be seen as elegant and lazy.
Its tongue slides softly back and forth across its fur, performing a postpartum self-grooming ritual.
Then he slowly turned to the little babies beside him who had just come into the world.
Its movements were extremely gentle, and its eyes were full of love and doting as it carefully licked the still wet bodies of the cubs over and over again.
It seems that this method is used to cleanse them of all traces of the world and give them the warmest care.
Wang Jianguo stood aside, not daring to breathe, his eyes fixed on every move of the tiger mother.
He knew very well that he was in an extremely delicate situation at the moment, and any inadvertent action could break this fragile peace.
He began to move his feet cautiously, each step was as if he was treading on thin ice, he lifted and lowered them lightly, for fear of making the slightest sound and disturbing the mother tiger.
His eyes were always fixed on the mother tiger, trying to capture any trace of emotion from her expression and posture.
Gradually, he approached the tiger mother and slowly raised his arms, the movement was like a slow motion in a movie.
The hand trembled slightly in the air and reached towards the mother tiger's head little by little.
When his fingers finally touched the tiger mother's fur, he could clearly feel the warm and rough touch, as well as the tiger mother's slightly stiff body reaction.
He didn't dare use force, but just stroked very gently, again and again, trying to convey to the tiger mother the signal that he meant no harm.
After Wang Jianguo absorbed the tiger mother's spiritual power, her body instinctively lost the urge to attack him.
At this moment, it seemed to understand from Wang Jianguo's gentle touch and gentle breath that the person in front of it would not pose a threat to itself and its cub.
Its tense muscles gradually relaxed, and it slowly closed its eyes, with a low and pleasant purring sound coming from its throat.
It looked like a docile cat enjoying the caress of its owner. The whole cave was filled with a strange and harmonious atmosphere.
Wang Jianguo looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help feeling pity and sympathy.
He knew very well that the tiger must be extremely weak after just giving birth to cubs, and urgently needed a large amount of nutrition to restore its strength and feed the cubs.
After thinking quickly in his mind, he decided to stand up and walk out slowly.
His steps were light and firm, and he already had a clear goal in mind - to hunt some rabbits and pheasants in the mountains.
Providing nutrition to the mother tiger will enable her to better take care of her cubs and survive in this harsh mountain environment.
Wang Jianguo slowly walked to an open space not far from the cave. The place was surrounded by green trees. The breeze blew gently, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to rustle.
He stood still, closed his eyes with a peaceful expression, immersed his entire mind in the mysterious system, and began to activate the system.
In an instant, he seemed to have transformed into the perceiver of this forest, and his consciousness spread out in all directions like fine spider silk.
While greedily collecting the thin spiritual energy that permeated the surroundings, he was concentrating on searching for the traces of his prey.
Time passes quietly in this quiet mountain forest, and every minute and every second is accompanied by the slow gathering of spiritual power.
Suddenly, his consciousness seemed to catch something. In the low part of the valley not far away, a wild goat was leisurely grazing on the grass.
Its sturdy body was looming in the grass, and in the bushes around it, several colorful pheasants were happily digging the soil for food.
Wang Jianguo was delighted and quickly concentrated his attention to lock onto the spiritual power fluctuations of the wild goats and pheasants.
Then he slowly drew those strands of spiritual power towards himself, just like an invisible conductor, manipulating a silent spiritual symphony.