It was already completely dark, and it was inconvenient to go back down the mountain. A few people walked a little distance down the mountain, found a leeward place, and set up camp.
Shi'an and Hongtao were responsible for collecting firewood and lighting the fire, Zhufeng and Wenya were responsible for building the shed. Qingyu swayed her little feet and looked at the stars in the sky. She suddenly felt happy and quickly took out the Qiankun Bow from Xuannv Hall and threw it to Wenya: "Aniang
, there are birds in the sky.”
Wen Ya's heart softened at the sound of her milk, but her face was very sharp. Soon after, she caught the Qiankun Bow, bent the bow and set an arrow, "swish" several times, three times,
As soon as the flying bird landed, she glanced at Zhufeng, who ran off to pick up the bird.
Qingyu snickered in her heart: One wants to be a father and the other wants to be a mother, which is quite the same.
Wen Ya couldn't put it down and touched the Qiankun Bow for a while, then handed it to Qingyu. This ancient artifact was used to shoot birds. It was an injustice. She had to make a stronger bow and arrow by herself. The one she had now could only
Shooting pheasants and rabbits at close range.
Hong Tao looked at the three little birds in Zhufeng's hand, and suddenly felt she had regained some dignity: "I'm right, right? If this place wasn't a treasure, how could the birds that had already flown away come from here?"
Qingyu nodded seriously, "Thanks to Senior Sister Hongtao." Then he took out water from Xuannv Palace and cleaned up the birds with Zhufeng.
Wen Ya inserted four finger-thick wooden sticks and looked at the two small straw mats. She felt embarrassed for a moment. She thought about it, called Shi'an, and just said "Let's go out" and left the camp.
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Hong Tao made a fire and placed the three-legged cauldron filled with water on the fire.
After the water boiled, Zhufeng threw the three birds and some horse meat into it. He couldn't help but feel proud that cooking was not that difficult. The dignified elder of the Xuanmen Medical Pavilion was indeed...
A good seedling that can do everything.
.....
Half an hour later, Wen Ya and Shi An came back, each holding a large bundle of fine-leaf grass and a bundle of vines in their hands. Wen Ya was also carrying something in her clothes. When she put it down, everyone was happy. It turned out to be
mushroom.
Qingyu looked at Hongtao shaking her head, and the senior sister must have felt that her face had returned.
"Before setting off tomorrow morning, we will go to the mountains to pick mushrooms. It just rained the day before yesterday, and there are a lot of new mushrooms on the mountain." Wen Ya said as she took a wisp of grass and pulled out a vine.
The vines were stacked in half, then crossed with a strand of grass, then crossed with another strand of grass, and so on, and soon a simple but usable straw roof was created.
Wen Ya knitted the second one by hand. After finishing it, she connected the two tops with vines in the middle to form a square top that could be folded in half and opened.
On the other side, Shi'an has already inserted two rows of wooden sticks with a high middle and low sides. Wen Ya put up the grass roof, and it was a shed that could barely shelter from the rain.
"This shed will be used to store Xuannv Palace from now on. It will be much more convenient to take it out when needed." Wen Ya said with satisfaction.
Zhufeng quickly spread two straw mats on the ground, took out two quilts, moved them up, and said in big words comfortably, "This is better than our shabby house."
Qingyu was happy and went up. It was really comfortable, but a little uncomfortable.
Although it was windy and cold at night, it was still quite warm when huddled together. There were crackles and crackles from the fire from time to time, and the shadows of the trees were stretched out; the mountains were quiet except for the bird and horse meat stewed with mushrooms in the pot.
, gulu gulu... I had enough to eat and drink and spent the first night peacefully.
The next day, when the fish bellies turned white, the family of five got up, drank the leftover broth from last night, and then went out to pick mushrooms. In just half an hour, half the basket was collected. Wen Ya even hunted two hares, and everyone was happy.
After packing their things, the five people went down the mountain and still walked along the road.
Even though it was September, the sun was still scorching, and the winding and long loess road was like a heated iron pot. With every step I took, heat waves rushed up from the soles of my feet to my forehead, and then enveloped my whole body.
There were no people along the way. Everything was desolate and lifeless. The five of them endured various discomforts and walked for another ten miles under the scorching sun. Finally, they saw a village. But before they could be surprised, they smelled the smell of the village.
The strong smell of blood.
The gangsters who planned to raid Bailin Village the night before were probably killed all the way from the outside in, which means that most of the villages in the future will also suffer. Thinking of this, Qingyu felt heavy in his heart. Bandits were rampant and the government
I don't even care, this is the great summer, the weather is almost over.
There were two tall acacia trees standing at the entrance of the village. At that time, a leisurely old man was sitting under the tree. His face looked very rosy and he was very energetic. There was a small bamboo basket beside his legs. Qingyu took a closer look and saw that it was
lotus root.
When Hong Tao saw the old man, her eyes immediately lit up, and she and Qing Yu looked at each other, both of them understood. Shi'an saw the two girls winking and smiled.
As the nominal head of the family, Zhufeng stepped forward to greet the old man and wanted to inquire about the situation.
But before he even lifted his legs, he saw three shirtless young men walking out of the village. One of them stepped forward and picked up the old man's collar. His tone was very unkind and indescribable: "Old man, take the food."
Come out, I’ve finished yesterday’s meal.”
The old man smiled slightly and handed the bamboo basket to the man. The man snatched it away, grunted, and pushed the old man away. The old man staggered and bumped his back against the acacia tree, but patted the dirt on his body without incident.
Qingyu's face turned cold, but before she could react, Wen Ya beside her had already caught up with the three young men without saying a word. Then she raised her head and kicked the three of them in the back with three sharp kicks.
It fell and a dog chewed its shit.
The three of them looked back and saw a rural woman gouging them with her eyes. The three of them were so angry that they got up and raised their fists to hit them. Wen Ya reacted faster and twisted the next one with her backhand, then kicked her hard.
He kicked them far away, but within a dozen breaths, the three of them were lying on the ground, and Huangtian couldn't get up.
Wen Ya showed no mercy and stepped on the leader's finger. The man immediately screamed in pain.
"Take it out." Wen Ya said coldly.
The man thought that Wen Ya was trying to grab the food, so he pushed the bamboo basket out without hesitation, "Here it is, give it to you. If you want more, go catch that old man. As long as he takes action, he can find anything for you.
Please let me go, Heroine."
Wen Ya lifted up the man's back collar and said, "Bitch, if anyone gives you food, go and kowtow to him."
The man was stunned for a moment, then he realized that it was the old man who was fighting an injustice. He said angrily, "He is a monster. He has magical powers. He can find food even when others can't find it. He also attracted bandits.
He killed most of the people in the village, and I won’t even kowtow to him until I die.”
Wen Ya had a bad temper and immediately gritted her teeth, "If you don't repent, I will send you to the West today."
As soon as the words were said, not only did the three young men frighten, but the old man turned pale with fright. The old man repeatedly waved his hands and said, "I can't help it." He stepped forward and persuaded: "The heroine is kind, and the little old man understands it. It's just that
These people didn't make any big mistakes, they're just ignorant, I hope the heroine will spare them."
Wen Ya looked at the old man with hatred, "They bully you like this, and you still say good things for them?" You must be confused.
The old man smiled nonchalantly and said, "I am ninety-two years old, and I have not yet started a family. I have watched these children grow up. The village cannot stay any longer, and most of the people have fled. If they hadn't remained,
The little old man is really alone." He is already old, and it is impossible for him to travel across mountains and rivers to escape. Besides, he doesn't want to escape. He will live in peace once he comes, and he has lived enough in this life.
When the three young men heard this, the expressions on their faces became a little complicated. Wen Ya let go of her feet, but her tone was still threatening: "If you continue to be so ungrateful, I will beat you all over the floor.
"
The three of them got up obediently and were about to leave, but Qingyu stepped forward, with a tone that was neither cold nor indifferent, as if he were standing on the top of the sky, "Shuzi's eyes are shallow, and monsters are indistinguishable from purple nobles. This is the fate of a noble nobleman.
With God's help, you are born here and you are blessed with good fortune. I hope you will not commit any foolish sins again in the future, accumulate good deeds and become virtuous, and good fortune will come naturally."
The three of them looked at the little girl in front of them. She was obviously just a village girl, but when she said these words, she was as irresistible as a Taoist master. The three of them were excited in their hearts, and they responded one after another.
Yi then ran away in a hurry.
The old man smiled and shook his head, looking at Qingyu and the other five, "I'm very grateful to you for helping me. There is a lotus root field in front of the village. Why don't you come with me? I'll give you some lotus roots. There will be more disasters along the way."
What's more, the journey will only become more difficult."
The old man took the five people to the lotus root field in the village. The lotus root field was not big, and traces of plowing could be seen everywhere. The old man stroked his white beard and smiled: "Actually, I don't blame them. God has favored me. There seems to be nothing left to dig in this lotus root field."
But I was the only one who could dig up the whole lotus root. Even if others searched the lotus root field, they couldn't find even half of it..."