Chapter 1514 (1/2)

”Take your gun, stretch your arms...”

”Yes, that's it.”

Li Zitao quietly guides ISI's gun holding posture. Because of his long arm, he has to hold the handle under his arm to ensure stability.

Seeing that he had secured the gun, Li Zi Tao allowed him to put his finger into the trigger, ”be careful, now You have mastered its fate. ”

”If you're right, today you're going to hunt the first prey of your life.” As soon as Li Zitao's words were finished, the gunshot had already started.

The sound of gunfire reverberated through the woods. The stag suddenly raised his front hoof and raised his head with antlers, shouting in fear.

Then its proud head fell heavily on the ground, and with a few heavy breaths, the forest returned to tranquility again.

”Good shot.” Li Zitao rubbed the little guy's head with a smile.

Celia is more concerned about his situation, some worried said: ”do you feel OK?”

ISI clubbed the handle of the gun to the ground and said uncertainly, ”yes, I don't know!”

Shooting is simpler than he imagined, but when he ejects the prey, he is not as happy as he imagined. Instead, he has a sense of loss and emptiness.

ISI felt the fragility of life and the uncertainty of fate.

This has shocked him a lot and has a long-term impact on him.

”Come on, boy.” Li Zitao is a big man's pulling ISI to the prey.

Celia's maternal instinct made Celia want to stop it, but he was a boy, his previous performance, the age of the jungle.

Celiac resisted the protective desire and caution from her mother, and quickly followed.

”What's next?” Crouching in front of the dying stag, ISI asked in some uncertain way, ”is it to stick blood on the face like a tribe and leave a mark on it?”

”Why do you ask that?” Li Zitao asked.

”Why do you think so?” Celia said nervously.

ISI looked up and said, ”I saw it on TV, didn't it?”

Li Zitao took a look at Celia first, and after reaching an agreement, he said, ”of course we can do this if you want.”

”But in fact, it is a special ceremony held by a few tribes, which represents respect for the laws of life and nature, and praises courage and growth with blood.”

”How do you know that?” ISI asked curiously.

Li Zitao pointed to his head and said, ”if you read the record books related to Indian people, you will also know about them.”

”You don't really want to put blood on his face, do you?” Celia leaned in his ear and whispered.

Li Zitao nodded, and ISI also made his own decision: ”then do it!”

If it represents courage and growth, ISI feels like the result he wants.

With two fingers on the deer's wound, Li Zitao first slipped two marks on his left cheek, and then on his right cheek.

Looking at the bloodstain on his face, Celia's hand uncontrollably wants to erase it for him.

But when she saw the confident smile on ISIE's face, Celia quietly took back her raised hand and gave him a brilliant smile.