The Ghast Jungle has a not-so-good legend in Modin Town, so no one goes there to hunt.
At dusk, the hunters who returned from hunting walked out of the forests on the south and east sides. They returned with a full load and were in good spirits.
Whenever hunters bring back prey, they always give a portion to the farmers in the town in exchange for some food and clothing. In this small town where food and clothing are the prerequisites for survival, life is simple and simple.
Every evening, Qiao Da is in the process of accepting praises from the townspeople. He has three or four hares hanging around his waist and a huge wild dog on his shoulders. He greets the townspeople passing by enthusiastically. He is
The strongest hunter in the town is also the one who harvests the most every time he hunts.
A young man in white linen rushed over to the roadside and asked anxiously: "Qiao Da, haven't you found the wild boar yet?"
"Oh, not yet. I lost it that day. This wild boar is very cunning." Qiao Da picked two hares from his waist and handed them over. The young man shook his head and walked aside with a dejected expression. The tall man frowned.
, and did not force the young man to take the prey. "Don't be impulsive. If you want to find this wild boar, go hunting with me tomorrow."
"Really?" The young man suddenly became energetic and clenched his fists tightly, "I must kill it! I must!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man sighed in frustration, "But my mother won't let me leave the town now."
"Bring this to her," Qiao Da threw the two hares over, "and said, I lent this to your family. You can return it to me tomorrow when you need to hunt two hares."
"Is this okay?" The young man hesitated for a moment. Qiao Da reached out and patted his head, then turned and walked towards his courtyard.
"Keep your knife sharp tonight and bring more arrows."
The young man looked at the hunter's tall back, pursed his lips, his eyes became more determined, and his hatred for the wild boar became stronger.
"You're back?" The woman waiting at the door of the courtyard took the bow and arrow from Qiao Da's hand. This short and fat woman was the aunt who gave things to little Moli. "Are you tired? I'll boil the hot water. Go quickly.
Wash yourself."
"Okay!" Qiao Da laughed, still remembering how beautiful the son of God he met a few days ago was, but his wife was the most caring. "I'll tear this guy down first, and I'll go call some brothers tonight.
Eat dog meat stew!”
"Don't worry," the short, fat woman said with some hesitation on her face, her voice getting lower and lower. The woman's name was Marceau. She was a native woman in the town. She married Qiao Da when she was young. She has always been responsible and responsible.
He is kind. "I have something to discuss with you."
"You can make the decision on anything, and I will listen to you."
"Look," Marceau said with a smile, "Moli is already so old. I want to take her back to the town and find her a husband..."
Qiao Da, who was washing his face, made a move. The man's back looked a little slumped, a kind of helpless slump. Qiao Da wiped his face and suddenly said: "You went to see her again?"
"After all, she is our relative. Even if there are some gossips in the town, we can just ignore them."
"About this matter," the man who had always been vigorous and resolute also began to feel embarrassed, "Marceau, actually, it is not necessarily a good thing to have her come back. You think, people in the town are pointing fingers at her, how can you feel better when she is so old?
? Let her live in the forest, where there will be no wild animals and it will be safe."
"But she comes from a girl's family..."
"It'll be okay." Qiao Da sighed, there was really nothing he could do about this matter.
The couple did not notice the figure stopping at the gate. It was an old woman wearing a white robe. Her wrinkled face had a different kind of brilliance and holiness.
The Prophet of War, the most prestigious old man in the town.
It's just that the smile on the corner of the old woman's mouth has a hint of darkness and treachery, and a trace of black energy blooms at her fingertips, which is incompatible with her temperament and reveals an unspeakable evil...
In the middle of the Ghast Jungle, the little wild boar rushed out from the pile of dead bear corpses and was mentally exhausted.
Today's harvest is still quite big, but the leveling up is becoming more and more difficult. After a night and a day of fighting, there is still a long way to go to level 22. Lin Yutian dragged his tired body through the leopard's blockade area and picked wild food.
Fruit trees were sent to the location of the thatched cottage.
Woof woof!
"Pig! Piggy! Piggy!"
The big parrot continued to shout with a broken voice, which made Lin Yutian depressed for a while.
Halfway through dusk, the girl sitting outside the door saw his figure from a distance, a long-lost smile appeared on her face, and she hurried up to meet him with bare feet.
"Here you go, don't break these fruit trees anymore. I went to pick some fruits myself today."
The little wild boar snorted twice, indicating that he agreed to the girl's proposal.
Maybe the girl is not only kind to animals, but also kind to plants. Lin Yutian couldn't help but sigh secretly. Do you want to remind her that these wild fruits are used by plants to reproduce? According to the theory of evolution, tree species in wild fruits will not be
For digestion, wild fruits have sweet juices that are meant to be eaten by animals.
After thinking wildly for a while, when Lin Yutian came to his senses, he was lying in front of the door without anyone noticing. The girl was sitting next to him, and the two were very close.
What's going on, why did we sit down together...
Lin Yutian was puzzled, and just about to stand up and walk away, he heard the girl beside him sigh softly, which made Lin Yutian feel sour in his heart.
The boar's hoof drew a simple '?' on the ground. The girl smiled and shook her head. She sat there with her knees crossed, staring blankly at the sunset over the treetops sinking into the arms of the distant mountains.
After a long time, the girl whispered: "Why does everyone hate me? Did I do something wrong?"
Lin Yutian shook his head and looked up at the girl for a few times. She could barely be considered beautiful, but it was far from causing harm to the country and the people. So he drew a question mark on the ground and tried to enlighten this savior.
A wild boar enlightens an NPC... No matter how you look at it, this picture is warm and a little weird.
"I don't know. Ever since I was sensible, people in the town have called me an unlucky person, called me a witch, and said I killed my parents and relatives. Everyone stayed away from me, and no one talked to me.
, and there was no one to play with me. If my uncle and aunt hadn't saved me that time, I might have been beaten to death by a few hunters in the town."
Hunter? Lin Yutian bared his fangs, and his originally quiet eyes were filled with angry scarlet. He would never let these hunters go!
"Do you have any friends?"
The little wild boar nodded and drew an arrow on the ground with its hoof, pointing to the girl's feet.
The girl smiled happily and drew a copy of the arrow next to the arrow on the ground, pointing at the front hooves of the little wild boar.
"We are friends."
…
As the sun set, the little wild boar got up and left the girl. He couldn't waste more time on this kind of plot, because he still needed to keep fighting forward.
Swaggering through the Leopard's blockade area, Lin Yutian didn't care much about the tickling attacks around him, but went straight to the Tu Xiong's refresh point. He didn't have any means of obtaining outside information, so he could only estimate the player's
Leveling speed. Lin Yutian subconsciously imagines the player to be more powerful, so that he can maintain a continuous and intense leveling efficiency.
A body of flesh and blood is always a body of flesh and blood. When the little wild boar goes to sleep, he always longs for an alarm clock to wake him up, but in reality he falls asleep at night and sleeps until noon...
There was some chaos in Modin Town in the early morning. A frantic Qiao Da was howling and crying in his courtyard, holding Marceau's gradually cold body tightly. Hundreds of townspeople gathered near the courtyard, watching what was going on inside. Several
The hunter stayed in the yard, but he didn't know how to say "sorrows".
"How could Aunt Marceau, such a good person, be killed?"
"I heard that he was possessed by an evil spirit and strangled himself to death!"
"What should we do? Go and call the prophet!"
No need to shout, an old woman in a white robe appeared at the entrance of the courtyard with a cane, a light look of pride flashed across her kind face, but the surrounding townspeople and the wailing Qiao Da did not catch this change.
"It was an evil spirit that has existed for a long time that caused trouble last night," the old woman muttered, rolling her eyes as if she were praying. People around her also folded their hands on their chests and prayed devoutly to the God of War. Soon, the prophet
The adult recovered from his 'crazy' state and directly concluded: "Moli came back last night, and it was she who killed Marceau!"
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding courtyard suddenly became quiet, and the only sound left in the wind was the cry of a strong man like Qiao Da...
