The more he thinks about it, the more anxious he is, and he can’t consider whether moving by himself will attract other wolves, tigers and leopards to spy on him, and he can’t consider that his weapons have lost their way and then he runs back in the direction of the village.
Today, Ri’s wet fur hunting clothes were dried by the hot sun, but they were soaked by the sweat pouring out of Chen Shaobai’s body.
Although the hide is tanned very carefully, it becomes unexpectedly thick and sticky after being soaked in sweat, and it sticks to the skin very badly, and it also emits an unpleasant salty smell.
Chen Shaobai fought back and felt uncomfortable. Look for the path and run hard
"Wooden rhinoceros city! Chen Wei! You’d better pray that Miao Miao is all right, otherwise … I will punish your family if you are poor! "
Perhaps it really should be true that the journey back to the village was unexpectedly easy. Chen Shaobai did not encounter any vicious and bloodthirsty wolves, butch and Ri gradually ran rampant. It took more than two hours, but his journey was forcefully compressed into three quarters of an hour.
The name of the village is not big, and it takes an hour to walk from beginning to end.
The so-called "relying on mountains to rely on water to draw water" breeds creatures in the autumn fantasy mountains, so that many villagers can live without farming, and even the folk customs seem fierce. Almost every adult carries weapons such as bows, arrows, knives and axes with him.
The afterglow of the sunset coated the earth with a layer of red edges, and the outline of the village gradually became clear in front of Chen Shaobai.
He didn’t settle down until he asked several villagers who met him to make sure that Chen Wei and Chen Mengxuan didn’t stay after their return, but returned directly to Muxi City, where Miao Yuqin was still safe and sound.
"It seems that the fruit between the two generations is really heavy in the hearts of those two people ….."
After confirming the personnel, Chen Shaobai’s heart was relieved. He quickly walked to the lake and turned his attention to the water to see a teenager with long hair.
The teenager’s original black Se leather hunting suit broke a wide hole with two fingers and crumpled it on his body surface, covered in dust and shaped like a beggar.
"This picture will be teased by Xiao Ni when I go back later."
When you think of horses, you can see your lover Chen Shaobai’s anger accumulated in the autumn magic spring during this trip, and you can’t help but calm down a lot, so you are going to clean up the lake and restore it to its original appearance
As soon as I picked up a handful of clean water, I heard a loud noise. From the sound Se, he could tell that it was from two men and one woman.
"Language piano sister you from the bear boss that sissy have what good? Where is stronger than our boss hero? " The owner of this sound should be a young man with a shrill and harsh tone, but he should pretend to be kind and sound awkward.
"Although I have never been to a private school, I am also familiar with the wind girl’s training, and I know that a wife should be faithful to her life. Since I entered the Chen family, I will stop serving others. Please go back."
The girl’s soft voice is as sweet as an oriole, but it has a firm taste.
The volume is very weak, just like coming out through a door. If it weren’t for Chen Shaobai’s extraordinary ear strength, he couldn’t hear clearly.
"That Chen Shaobai into the mountains for two days didn’t back to estimate early into the beast’s stomach you can really keep a generation of widowed him? Why don’t you remarry me, Xiong Yingjie? It’ll be as pleasant as it is to be popular and spicy when the time comes, and you’ll be alone! "
If you don’t listen to the words, I’m afraid a simple and honest man will emerge in your mind.
In fact, Xiong Yingjie is nine feet tall, but he is a tiger-shaped man, but he is simple and honest and insulated. He has been killing and setting fire to the autumn magic spring over the years, and Ji ā n yin plundered evil. If no one can really get hold of him, I’m afraid he would have been arrested by the city of Muxi.
"Wife? You’re afraid that Chen Shaobai didn’t touch you, right? Gee, it’s a pity for this delicate face. Don’t be too busy to refuse. Wait a minute. Our boss will let you have a good time. You’ll never leave it after you know what it’s like. "
The shrill man spoke again. It was this time that he tore his face and stopped pretending to be kind, revealing a pair of ferocious and dirty minions.
Bang!
Hearing the sound of the door being kicked, Chen Shaobai’s chest was like a fire, and it was like a ladle of oil was poured on his chest. His face sank in a flash, and he rushed straight to the butcher’s shop without hesitation, borrowed a bone-chopping knife and dashed into his home.
Chapter III Fighting against malicious crimes and smoothing the chest.
Hunting in the mountains all the year round made Chen Shaobai exercise a pair of agile and vigorous skills. It took him five or six breaths from hearing two bullies kick the door and borrow a knife to running home.
This is an ordinary mud tile house, which smells like Gu Mi. There is not much difference between other residential houses in the village, except for the collapsed wooden door, which is a little abnormal.
But at the moment, this hut is surrounded by a large group of villagers, pointing at them, whispering or feeling sorry for Se, but no one comes out to uphold justice.
"Miao Miao is a good girl, but it’s a pity that she will be ruined by that bastard Xiong Blind."
"Good people are not rewarded!"
"Mind your own business! My uncle, who works in Muxi City, said that the recent wind state is not peaceful, and thieves and strongmen are everywhere. It is still subtle to talk less. "
Most of the reason for being in front of people is a young man with yellow beard who is blocked at the door.
His real name has been remembered, and the villagers call him Yan San.
Yan Sanxing, thin and yellow, must be holding a chopping knife with a cold front and fierce light in his eyes. This malicious Se is not a virtual situation, but a guy with a life can brew momentum.
Half-farming and half-hunting make the autumn magic spring folkway fierce. How can a local ruffian like him get along without two brushes?
Capturing Yan San’s figure from a distance, Chen Shaobai’s chest was filled with anger, and his head had some irrational tendencies, and he did not consider other people who directly dialed the village to squeeze in.
Autumn magic spring folkway is wild, and the villagers’ first reaction to being pushed is anger rising, but when they see that the bearer is the main one, they all let a road face hang and can’t bear to Se, and constantly persuade him to think of something not to carry the hob meat like Xiong Yingjie Yansan to death.