Seeing Su Shier and the two strong wild boars behind him, the hunters in the village immediately reacted.

It turned out that the sound of last night was the noise of someone hunting at night.

However, Su Shier looked thin and weak, and his illness made it hard to believe that he could hunt two wild boars weighing thousands of pounds without any injuries.

However, after thinking about it, Su Shier even killed Chen San, a servant of the Song Mansion, easily, and it was not surprising that he hunted two wild boars.

Several hunters muttered in their hearts. Seeing Su Shier's figure getting closer, they quickly retreated aside, fearing that they would avoid it.

The servants of the Song Mansion are usually arrogant and domineering. In the Yumao village, they bullied not only Old Man Feng's family, but others have no good life.

Of course, I have long been resentful to the Song family and have a lot of resentment.

Now that Chen San has been killed, everyone feels happy.

However, the Song Mansion was rich and powerful, and they were not able to afford to provoke them at all, so naturally they were unwilling to be involved in this matter.

The only thing I can do is to secretly applaud in my heart.

Su Shier had a stunning eye and could see the expressions of these hunters from afar.

He has rich experience and experience in dealing with people and things. He can probably understand what these people think with a glance.

But he didn't care. After all, it was already very difficult to just drag the two wild boars. After taking a look, he lowered his head and continued to walk forward on his own.

Old man Feng’s house.

Early in the morning, Old Man Feng prepared breakfast, and three steamed buns that looked dim and black.

And a plate of unknown wild vegetables and some kind of mushrooms made into stir-fry dishes.

This is the best and the last food that this family can do.

"Why haven't grandpa come back yet? It's so dangerous outside at night. Will something happen to him?"

Feng Fei tilted his head and looked out, his tender face full of worries.

In contrast, Old Man Feng was particularly calm, "Don't worry, your sick uncle is not an ordinary person, he will be fine."

"After the meal, grandpa has to go to the city. The food at home is gone, so he has to go and exchange for some food and come back."

Feng Fei looked at his grandfather and immediately became nervous, "Change food? But... those bad guys..."

Old Man Feng hurriedly smiled and touched his granddaughter's head, "Don't worry, grandpa has his own way."

He said this, but the worries in his eyes could not be gone.

The Song Mansion is the number one master in Qinghe City. He offended the Song Mansion. How could he have a foothold in Qinghe City?

In the past, when he went to the mountains to collect herbs, he could not say that he had a lot of food and money, but he could be considered as having no worries about food and clothing.

But in recent months, no matter how many medicinal materials he brought, what he could get was only a little bit of the most quality grain.

And this was also after he begged hard, and the other party saw that he was pitiful and secretly gave it to him in private.

Although Feng Fei is young, he is particularly sensible. Looking at his grandfather, he wants to say something else.

At this moment, a rumbling sound came, shaking the ground trembled.

"Hey! It's the sick uncle who is back...wow, what a big wild boar!"

Hearing the movement, Feng Fei immediately turned his head and looked out. Seeing Su Shier appear, he was overjoyed.

But as soon as he was halfway through his words, he couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the two huge wild boars dragging behind Su Shier.

Such a strong wild boar was dragged back by Su Shier. The huge difference in body shape made this scene look very inconsistent.

Old Man Feng on the other side was very calm. In his eyes, the cultivator was an omnipotent existence, and what could only be the two wild boars?

"Immortal Master, you... are you?"

Old Man Feng got up immediately, walked out of the room quickly, and came to Su Shier.

As he was talking, seeing Su Shier frowning and showing dissatisfaction, Old Man Feng felt a sudden thrill, and then he reacted and quickly changed his words: "Wang...Mr. Wang?"

Although Su Shier had his name, he did not dare to call him by his name because of his instinctive fear of the cultivator.

Mr. Wang?

Su Shier remained silent and his brows slowly stretched.

This title is OK, it is better than being called an immortal master every day.

If you are not injured, it would be fine. Leave some benefits and leave them as soon as you leave.

But now, if other immortal cultivators pass by, they will be really troublesome.

After all, immortal cultivators are also human beings. If they are human beings, there will be good people and bad people.

Some people can sacrifice and contribute to others, but more so are conspiracy and calculations.

The world of immortal cultivators is not a paradise, but a cruel purgatory. Killing and catching treasures is like eating and drinking water, which is sparse and ordinary.

After letting go of the two wild boars in his hand, Su Shier panted and asked Old Man Feng: "Uncle, can you kill pigs? Get some meat and we will improve our food. Especially the little girl, it's time to grow up."

The two wild boars weigh three or four hundred kilograms in total. Walking down the mountain is also a great burden to Su Shier today.

He was exhausted and exhausted now, his hands were shaking slightly behind him.

"Yes, yes!"

Old Man Feng nodded repeatedly, and his eyes looking at Su Shier couldn't help but become confused.

I can't believe that the legendary immortal master who is so high-ranking and not close to the stranger is actually as approachable as a mortal.

No matter what he thought, Su Shier nodded when he saw him, he held the medicinal herbs and dragged his tired body to a corner of the yard, sat on the ground, and began to process the medicinal herbs.

Looking at the two wild boars lying motionless and lifeless, Old Man Feng looked at them twice, then set up a large pot in the yard, boiled hot water, and then used a sharp knife to start processing.

Feng Fei sat in the room, erecting his ears and listening with his ears on his back.

I heard that there was meat to eat, so I looked at the wild vegetables on the table and lost my appetite.

He ran outside excitedly, followed his grandfather, jumped and helped as much as possible.

For a moment, the yard was filled with the laughter like Feng Fei and the silver bell.

Since she learned about her father and mother's death a year ago, she has never been so happy again.
Chapter completed!