"Boss?" Ao Jing heard Ao Wu asking Hang Shiqi to go to the training ground, and was surprised: "You want him to follow the training? But..."
Only warriors can enter the training ground of the Frostwolf clan. Besides, Hang Shiqi is so small, what can he practice?
"It's winter hunting now. If we don't let him go to training, should we let him go hunting with the team? Or let him sleep in the tent?" Ao Wu asked Ao Jing.
Ao Jing naturally knew that hunting was more dangerous. As for letting Hang Shiqi sleep in a tent, that was indeed not in line with their original intention. They took Hang Shiqi in because they hoped he could get a new life and integrate into the clan, not to let him change places.
Being a rice bug.
"I understand." Ao Jing nodded: "I will pay more attention to him during training."
Hang Shiqi was so hungry that even though the internal organs of the snow gazelle tasted very fishy, he still held his nose and ate them all. In fact, once he got used to it, the taste was acceptable.
The sky outside the tent has completely darkened. The wind and snow have begun to subside tonight, and the sky is clear and clear. Only a few thin clouds are scattered here and there. The gibbous moon that is close to full moon hangs in the sky, and half of its face is covered by the clouds. There are
Stars are dotted. The soft light falls on the snowfield, coating the vast ice field with a layer of quiet soft light.
The charcoal fire was burning brightly in the stove in the tent. Hang Shiqi was full and wanted to crawl into bed again.
"That's my bed." Ao Wu looked up from behind the desk.
Hang Shiqi pulled the quilt's hand and said, "But there is only one bed in this tent."
"There are spare animal skins and quilts in the cabinet. You can spread them over there." Ao Wu pointed to an empty space in the corner.
Hang Shiqi looked at the corner, then at Ao Wu's animal skin, and compared it in his mind. The corner was too far away from the heater, and it was definitely not as warm as here. He sat down on the edge of the bed and said: "But I just
I want to sleep here."
Ao Wu put down the scroll in his hand and looked up: "Sleep in a corner, or sleep in the snow. Of course, you don't have to sleep."
"It's wrong to threaten people. Can't we reason with each other in a friendly manner? This is your room. You invited me to live in it. You are the host and I am the guest. Why can't you give me some mercy?" Hang Shiqi said plausibly.
Ditong Aowu theory.
Ao Wu didn't say anything and tapped his fingertips twice on the desk. This was a sign that his patience was exhausted. Hang Shiqi didn't know Ao Wu's habits, but he could also smell the sudden increase in dangerous aura on Ao Wu, as if he was
A ferocious beast arched its body before preparing to hunt.
Hang Shiqi swallowed, raised his chest, raised his head, and put his hands on his hips. He stood aggressively in front of Ao Wu, raised his chin and said fiercely: "The corner is the corner!"
Ao Wu:……
Hang Shiqi took out blankets and quilts from the cabinet and laid them out in the corner. The messy state looked particularly awkward in the tent.
Ao Wu frowned when he saw it. He always likes to be neat and tidy: "It's done."
"It's better not to fall asleep after it's laid out." Hang Shiqi quickly got under the quilt, pulled the quilt over his shoulders, and faced Ao Wu with his back. He moved in one go and made an exaggerated snoring sound, pretending that he had fallen asleep.
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Ao Wu pinched his brows, stood up and walked to Hang Shiqi's couch. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bare feet sticking out of the quilt. A green and red pinch mark on the fair skin was particularly dazzling, silently accusing him of his roughness during the day.
"Crack." It was the sound of something falling.
Hang Shiqi was so frightened that he shook violently. He thought Ao Wu was going to teach him a lesson again. When he opened his eyes, he found a small clay bottle in front of him.
"What are you doing?" Hang Shiqi picked up the small bottle and opened the lid. There was a white paste inside. He took out a little with his fingers, put it under his nose and smelled it. The smell was very strange.
"Healing medicine." Ao Wu responded casually and sat back at the desk.
Hang Shiqi breathed a sigh of relief, put his fingers into his mouth, tasted it, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Bah! What is this? It's bitter and spicy!"
Ao Wu was also stunned. Hang Shiqi moved so fast that he had no time to stop him. He also didn't expect that someone would put something he didn't recognize directly into his mouth.
Ao Wu scolded: "This is a wound medicine for external application, not for food. Are you a three-year-old cub? You don't know what it is, so you dare to stuff it into your mouth?"
"Ah?" Hang Shiqiban stuck out his tongue, and the tip of his nose was red from the heat, and his eyes welled up with tears: "You said it was because of the medicine, but I don't know. Aren't all medicines taken?"
Ao Wu really didn't expect that there were people who didn't know that wound medicine can be applied externally or taken internally. Seeing Hang Shiqi wiping away tears, he felt irritated for no reason and reprimanded him in a rough voice: "Why are you crying, you are so delicate."
"You didn't explain yourself clearly, so you hurt me like this, and you still scolded me for being squeamish." Hang Qiyi was so excited that his tears flowed even more. He wiped his tears on the quilt while cursing: "I just
Don't cry, I was hurt! It's all your fault, your feet were pinched by you, and you still yelled at me, so fierce!"
Ao Wu felt a headache when faced with Hang Shiqi's noisy voice. For the first time, he felt at a loss. He couldn't bite the person to death, and he didn't know how to calm him down.
Finally Ao Wu sighed and compromised: "Shut up now, I'll give you a bed to sleep on."
"Woo...huh?" Hang Shiqi didn't cry at all, he just vented a few words casually. His emotions always come and go quickly. After hearing this, he immediately grabbed the medicine bottle with one hand, picked up his quilt with the other, and headed towards the heater.
He rushed over from the position beside him and said, "As agreed, this place will belong to me from now on, no regrets!"
"Yes." Ao Wu rubbed his temples with his hands, a hint of helplessness creeping into his eyes, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, but it softened the outline of his entire face.
He stretched out his hand to smooth out the messed up animal skin in the corner, and then put his quilt on top.
Hang Shiqi was lying on the warm bed, listening to the crackling of the charcoal fire in the stove, he curled up and put his tail into his arms.
"Your name is Ao Wu, right?" Hang Shiqi poked his head towards the corner where Ao Wu slept: "Do you know the King of the North?"
Ao Wu originally didn't intend to pay attention to Hang Shiqi. After all, sleeping time was not for chatting, but the question raised by the other party surprised him.
Ao Jing didn't say that this little kid was here to find relatives. After a long time of trouble, he didn't even know who he was? He didn't know anything, so he dared to stay. He was quite generous.
"I know." Ao Wu turned over. In the dark night, his eyes revealed a faint green color. Even if it was pitch dark in the tent, he could clearly see Hang Shiqi's appearance.
"Hey, do you know where I can find him?" Hang Shiqi's tail shook a few times in the quilt dishonestly and poked out from the edge of the quilt.
Ao, Wolf King of the North, Wu, paused for two seconds: "Yeah."
Hang Shiqi asked eagerly: "Where is it? Where is it? I have something very important to look for him."
Ao Wu stared at the overly lively little tail exposed outside the bed and said slowly, "Tell me what it is first."
In order to deceive the location of the Wolf King, Hang Shiqi racked his brains and made up an excuse: "Well, I... have always admired him. I came all the way from Southern Xia to the north just hoping to see him."
"How much do you admire him?" He couldn't even recognize him when they met. Ao Wu knew that Hang Shiqi was lying.
He wanted to see what Hang Qihang could make up.
I know this question!
Hang Shiqi remembered what the orcs in the royal city had shouted every time the King of Southern Xia went on tour, and he opened his mouth: "I just admire him so much that I want to give birth to him."
"...Nonsense." Even if you know that the other person is lying, in the dead of night, alone and alone, talking about having a baby is too nonsense.
Ao Wu felt that the tent was too hot and stuffy, so he got up and walked outside the tent.
Hang Shiqi was alone and confused. Why did he change his face as soon as he was chatting?
"Hey, you haven't told me where he is yet?" Hang Shiqi wanted to chase him out, but was shivered by the cold wind blowing in from outside the tent, and obediently shrank back into bed.
The conscience of heaven and earth, when he said he was giving birth to a baby, he was just making a casual metaphor. After all, he was a man and he couldn't give birth.