At the foot of the Alps, there is a famous monastery called Saint Bernard Monastery. Dean Vantis is a very learned and kind old man. He engaged in charity and domesticated a life-saving dog, which is tall and powerful. Because the life-saving dog was as black as charcoal, he named it black midge.
People are often in distress in the mountains during the closing season of heavy snow. As soon as Dean Wantis received the distress message, he put a life-saving bag containing spirits, sausages, bread and other things around the neck of the black midge, and then sniffed the clothes of the people in distress. After all this was arranged, the black midge flew into the mountains like an arrow. It tracks the smell of people in distress until it finds them.
People in distress see black midges, as if they saw a savior. They untied the bag brought by the black midge, used spirits to drive away the cold, and used ointment to wipe the frostbite. The black midge led them out of the depths of the jungle and went to St. Bernard's monastery. If the person in distress can't walk, there is paper and pen in the bag of the black midge. If the person in distress writes down his situation and needs on paper, the black midge will take out the paper tape for help, and then the ambulance personnel will rush to the scene.
In recent years, Black Midge has saved 40 people and become more and more famous.
It was a cold winter and the Alps were covered with heavy snow. Amateur mountaineer Watson disappeared in a small avalanche. The head of the mountaineering club took off a shirt before Watson entered the mountain and hurried to Dean Vantis for help. Dean Wantis immediately found the black midge, fed it 3 pounds of milk and 3 pounds of beef, and let it smell Watson's shirt.
Black midges are familiar with all this. It crouched in front of the dean, who personally hung up the life-saving bag, and his wet eyes looked serious and solemn. The dean kissed it, hugged it, as if seeing off a fighter, and drew a cross on its nose according to religious ceremony, wishing it a safe journey. Then he put his hand over his nose and kissed the black midge politely. "Son, let's go! This is the fourth time1time! " The dean waved gently to the black midge and whispered.
Black midges jumped into the snowy Alps like black lightning. As usual, it is full of confidence in its task. The ancestors of this tenacious and brave purebred dog are wolves. There is abundant fighting power in the muscles and surging impulse in the blood. It climbed up the rock, jumped over the ravine, and under the guidance of the smell, it rushed to Watson's distress site accurately.
Suddenly, the black midge, which was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and sweated, suddenly got a cold war, and it quickly stopped. A mighty snow leopard crouched on the snowdrift 20 meters ahead, like a medium-sized tiger, with two hungry eyes staring at the black midge.
The beast in the Alps gave an order with his eyes-send your whole body meat quickly.
In normal times, black midges will certainly rush up. Its courage in hand-to-hand combat once killed three wolves in life-saving activities. At this moment, however, it flinched. Dean Fantis's expectant eyes, the life-saving bag hanging on his body and the increasingly clear smell of the victim Watson prompted him to leave the snow leopard quickly.
Snow leopards are trapped in the predicament of closing mountains with heavy snow. For several days, she had nothing to eat, and her stomach was empty and hungry. When she met such Liu Li, her eyes were red. It "bang" a roar, so that the snow on the small snow shirt tree have fallen. It wants to scare the black midge with sound first. Immediately, it used a hard hind leg, and the leopard's tail, like an iron bar, swept away, bounced and volleyed at the black midge.
Black midges are no ordinary dogs. Dean Vantis trained it strictly. So, its head stretched forward, and its belly stuck to the ground. At the moment when the snow leopard was about to land, its hind legs slammed hard and "rubbed" under the leopard's stomach, and ran hard without looking up.
Snow leopard broke a small cedar when it landed, and it took three somersaults to stabilize it. By the time it shook off the snow on its face and looked for the black midge, the black midge had long since disappeared.
Black midge climbed three snow barriers, followed the smell that only it could judge, and finally found amateur mountaineer Watson.
Watson's hood, snow goggles, walking crutches, food bags and map bags are scattered around a snow-covered bush. Watson himself was buried in the snow. The heavy snow covered his body, and he lay on his back, revealing only a face with a thin ice shell on it.
Black midge crouched beside him-it was him, and the smell on his shirt just now was the same. He settled down and needed to catch his breath. The black midge sticks out its bloody tongue and emits hot air all over. At the same time, it also expects Watson to get up, let him take out the food in the life-saving bag, fill his stomach, restore his strength, and then go back with him, just like the victims in distress before.
The midge slowed down, but Watson didn't want to get up. Black midge spared him three times and began to arch the snow. Watson's huge body emerged from the snow and propped himself up. The black midge grabbed Watson's trouser leg and dragged it forward for a foot, but he still didn't respond at all.
The black midge leaned up to his nose and sniffed for a while. Suddenly, he had a brainwave and stuck out his tongue to lick his face. The biting cold passed from his tongue to his heart.
It paused, retracted its tongue, waited until the cold tongue warmed in its mouth, and then stretched out and stuck it tightly to Watson's face. It is clear that everything will be fine as long as Watson wakes up.
Watson collapsed in hunger and thirst, and gradually lost consciousness when unable to struggle. Now, the heat from the black midge is transmitted to his head through its tongue, which stimulates the brain nerves and makes him regain consciousness.
Aware of this subtle change, the black midge retracted its tongue and stared at Watson seriously and firmly, just like a life-saving doctor staring at the patient he pulled from the dying line.
Watson could not turn his stiff and numb neck, nor could he completely open his eyes. His first thought was-Wolf! A long wolf face was half a foot away from his eyes, and he almost smelled a strange smell.
Watson almost fainted from fright. He knows the nature of wolves. Aren't some hunters, herbalists and explorers eaten by wolves in the mountains? When the avalanche happened, he got rid of all the parcels on his body, holding only a sharp dagger in his hand. Now facing new dangers, forcing him to save all his strength, draw out his right arm covered with snow, raise a sharp dagger-a cold light of "brush" and stab the black midge in the chest. ...
Black midge's eyes turned straight. In the absence of mental preparation, it was suddenly hit by a fatal blow, which had never been encountered in its previous life-saving activities and was unexpected. In an instant, it understood what was happening in front of it, and a sharp pain made it have a wild and wild roar, echoing in the depths of the valley.
The black midge danced around Watson nervously and aimlessly, and the blood stained the white snow. It is annoyance, resentment, anger and pain ... Suddenly, it spins, grinds its hard palate with red eyes, opens its mouth, reveals two sharp white canine teeth, and pounces on Watson's throat. ...
However, it suddenly stopped. It closed its mouth and the fierce light in its eyes gradually dissipated-it was dizzy when it saw Watson's eyes closed.
The black midge hangs its head, and it can't bite the dagger stuck in its chest. At this time, it suddenly had a strong feeling, hoping to return to its owner, Dean Fausti.
It stumbled along the route and walked to Saint Bernard Abbey without looking back, bleeding all the way. ...
Dean Vantis waited for the black midge to come back after evening prayers. When he heard a slight intermittent knock on the door, as if something was scratching, he couldn't wait to open the door at once.
As soon as the door opened, the black midge came at him and threw herself at some feet. A long blood trail extends from the back of the black midge to the distance.
The dean was stunned. He immediately understood that the black dragonfly had suffered misfortune. He crouched down and saw a dagger in his chest, but he cut the artery and blood almost flowed out.
The dean was deeply saddened. He pulled out the dagger and carefully identified it. He found that Watson's name was engraved on the handle of this exquisite Finnish knife.
At this time, the black midge was heartbroken. It gave a low whimper, and its moist eyes kept staring at Dean Vantis, as if remembering the life that accompanied him day and night in recent years. The dean's heart ached, trembling and reaching out to catch the black midge. But different from the past, this time the black midge has been unable to stick out its tongue to politely repay its master's caress. It just moved its head gently, put its face on the back of its master's hand, breathed its last few breaths and gradually stopped breathing.
Black midge is dead. Watson survived. Following the blood of black midge, rescuers found Watson.
Watson's misunderstanding made him make a mistake that he would regret all his life. But everything has passed, and all the ins and outs in the world cannot be tampered with. No one has a chance to take life again. ...
The black midge was buried in the monk's graveyard. 4 1 rescuer, including Watson, donated money automatically to build a grave for the black midge, and set up a tombstone engraved with the names of 4 1 rescuer by the black midge. In the last part of the tombstone, Watson carved a poem by the English poet Byron-you have all the virtues of human beings, but there are no human defects.