Only Manman looked at Qian Duoduo covered in blood with a grimace and said worriedly: "Sister, are you okay?"
"It's okay, don't worry Manman!" Qian Duoduo said, looked at Xiaoyun lying on the ground, ran to the lake and filled a bamboo tube with water, then took Manman and Xiaoyun out of the space.
After leaving the space, Qian Duoduo threw a few more wolf carcasses into the space, then asked Manman to fill Xiaoyun with water while he ran aside to collect the wolf carcasses.
More than a dozen corpses and a lot of money were piled together, wondering how to get them back.
She originally wanted to put it directly into the space and get it back, but that would make others doubt her, and she didn't want Xiaoyun to know about her space for the time being.
After thinking about it, Qian Duoduo tied a dozen wolves together, put his own backpack on his back, chopped down a thick tree trunk, and prepared to carry the wolf carcass down the mountain.
At this time, Xiaoyun woke up leisurely, and once again touched his still aching neck in confusion and looked at Manman in confusion: "Manman... what's wrong with me? Why do I keep feeling pain in my neck today?"
"Uh...!" Manman didn't know how to answer. She was embarrassed to tell Sister Xiaoyun that it was her sister who knocked her unconscious.
When Xiaoyun saw that she was hesitating, she thought she didn't know either, so she turned to look at Qian Duoduo.
But he saw that she was cutting a tree trunk, and there were a lot of dead wolf carcasses next to her. Looking at these horrific carcasses, Xiaoyun's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but want to vomit again.
But she couldn't vomit anything anymore, and the bitter water she had just vomited was gone.
The atmosphere was quiet for a while. Just as Qian Duoduo was cutting the branches and tying the wolf carcasses into two large bundles, suddenly the sound of voices came from the forest.
"Dad..., hold on, my son will take you down the mountain to find a doctor!"
"Eh...!" Xiaoyun heard the voice and stood up in confusion. Qian Duoduo frowned and glanced at the place where the sound of voices mixed with eager footsteps came, and turned to look at Xiaoyun in confusion: "Xiaoyun
What's wrong?"
"Just...that voice seemed to be my brother's!" Xiaoyun said, looking eagerly into the woods over there.
At this time, a group of people walked out of the woods. This group of people basically didn't walk, but ran quickly.
I saw two uncles in their thirties leading the way. The two uncles were wearing various decorations. They were carrying a simple stretcher on their shoulders. Lying on the stretcher was a middle-aged man. The man's body was covered in blood and flesh, and only two eyes could be seen.
It was full of vicissitudes of life, and lying next to it was a dying black dog.
Next to the stretcher, a seventeen-year-old boy held a hunting knife in his hand and a bow and arrow on his back. He held the man's blood-stained hand tightly and kept comforting him.
"Dad... you must hold on, mother is still at home waiting for us!"
Behind the stretcher were the same few big men, carrying various prey in their hands, but they followed closely behind the three of them with anxious looks on their faces.
"Brother...!" The first thing Xiaoyun saw was the boy, and then she saw the person holding the boy's hand. Suddenly she was shocked, staggered and rushed forward: "Dad...Dad...what are you doing?
What's wrong?"
The group of young people also saw Xiaoyun and Qian Duoduo. The blood stains on Qian Duoduo's body and the wolf corpse in her hand shocked the senior men in this group even more.
The leading man stared at Qian Duoduo and Xiaoyun in shock: "Fat..., Xiaoyun, why are you here?"