The wind blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound.
An elk pricked up its ears vigilantly, but it didn't hear anything other than the sound of the leaves. Then it tried hard to move its nose twice, but again, it didn't smell anything. Only then did it calm down again, the elk lowered its head again, ready to continue eating the grass.
But just as it lowered its head, the sound of gunfire suddenly rang out! Then, the poor elk died before it could figure out what had happened.
Zhang Heng walked up, half-squatted on the ground, and untied the black ribbon on the Elk's antlers.
Fortunately, he had encountered a rabbit with a red ribbon and an elk with a black ribbon.
