The big wolf was timid and hid from the sentry with his bow bent.
He could shoot through the willows at a hundred paces, but he would rather flee than advance.
On the day of his mother’s death, the Black Wind King held a banquet in the Zen temple, and all the monsters came. During the banquet, the king hung a prize on the treetops on the edge of the cliff, and those who hit the target could get a golden elixir as a reward. After hearing this, the monsters were eager to try, but unfortunately the wind was strong on the cliff, and many people tried, but none of them hit the target.
There was an old wolf at the banquet, who was very good at shooting. He was cautious, low-key, and didn’t like to show off. He was drinking and enjoying himself in a corner. Several good monsters invited him to try, but he refused calmly. But everyone kept making trouble, and he had no choice but to deal with it.
He was old and thin, and walked slowly. Many little monsters laughed at him for overestimating his abilities. The old wolf was not angry, but just drew his bow with ease, and shot the target with one arrow, and the monsters were shocked.
The old wolf got the reward, and everyone envied him and came to toast him. A drunken demon sighed, “Your Majesty is so straightforward. I heard that although Ling Xuzi can make elixirs, he never gave his subordinates such rewards. He is too stingy.” After hearing this, the old wolf’s face darkened and he stood up to say goodbye. An old demon reminded him, “He is an old man from Black Wind Mountain. How can you talk about his former hero in front of him? Now you are in trouble.” The little demon didn’t agree. The next day, the old wolf returned the golden elixir on the grounds that it was precious. The demons persuaded the little demon to apologize and beg for mercy, but he still didn’t listen. A few days later, the little demon went out and was shot by several hidden arrows. Every arrow pierced his heart. Even the golden elixir couldn’t save him.
大狼胆儿小，弯弓躲岗哨。
百步穿杨柳，不进反作逃。
适逢母难日，黑风大王在禅院设宴，群妖皆至。席间，大王于崖边树梢上挂一彩头，言中者可得金丹作赏。众妖听后跃跃欲试，可惜崖边风大，许多人试了，都无中者。
席中有一老狼，非常善射。他为人谨慎，行事低调，不爱出风头，正窝在角落自饮自乐。几个好事的妖怪邀他一试，他都淡然拒绝了。可大家一再起哄，他无可奈何，只得去应付一下。
他年老干瘦，走路慢慢悠悠，许多小妖见后，都嘲笑他自不量力。老狼并不生气，只是怡然自得地搭弓，一箭即中，众妖哗然。
老狼得了赏赐，大家羡慕不已，纷纷来敬酒。有个喝醉的小妖叹道：“还是大王爽快，听闻凌虚子虽会炼丹，却不曾如此分赏手下，未免太小气了些。”老狼听后，面色一沉，起身告辞了。一老妖提醒道：“他乃黑风山旧人，你怎可当面议论他从前的主人公？现下你闯祸了。”小妖不以为然。翌日，老狼以金丹贵重为由，将其退回。众妖又劝小妖道歉讨饶，他依然不听。数日后，小妖外出，被数记暗箭射中，箭箭穿心，真个是连金丹也救不活了。