Short story fan Liaozhai version full-time Han Ye chapter
"This is on a slope! Drill the tent's nails deeper!"
"Push the vehicles over and form a circle!"
"Dig a trench here and light the fire outside the trench!"
Han Wenqing walked slowly around the escort team's camp, patrolling and giving orders. The young disciples of Tyranny all looked at him with admiration - the border battle was over, Han Wenqing returned home after disarming his troops, and then returned with him
Tyrannosaurus Escort Agency was founded by a son from his hometown. In the past three years, he has traveled all over the world and has built a huge reputation.
"Mr. Escort Han, dinner is ready!"
Qin Muyun called from a distance. Han Wenqing responded, and after completing the rest of the patrol, he hurriedly walked towards the bonfire. Naturally, the meal could not be so exquisite when he was out, and there was a soup pot on the fire.
, a pile of dry food pancakes were grilled on the side, and then there were two pheasants caught on the road. They were plucked, cut in half, and skewered and roasted carefully, preparing to feed the few heads of the escort agency as a snack.
This pheasant was hard to come by. Young men who were good at cooking watched over it and carefully turned it around from time to time. When Han Wenqing arrived, the pheasant was almost roasted, with oil sizzling on the dark brown skin and dripping from time to time.
When I put it on the fire, the wind blew the fragrant smell of meat.
The smell of meat made Han Wenqing start to swallow his saliva. He strode toward the bonfire, then suddenly stopped.
Ye Weiyang's hand turning the grill stopped.
Next to the bonfire, in the middle of a crowded circle of dozens of young men and women, a fox walked in swaggeringly.
The escort agency escorted the escorts to spend the night in the wilderness. From time to time, they would spend the night in the wilderness. Normally, they would see a lot of foxes. However, ordinary foxes would usually stick their heads out in the grass or woods from a distance. When they see people coming, they would
It ran away without a trace. But this one was not afraid of people at all. It waddled into the circle and sat upright in front of the grill, staring at the roasted chicken with its dark eyes without blinking.
Ye Weiyang: "..."
Song Qiying: "..."
Han Wenqing: "..."
"Drive it away." Zhang Xinjie's cold voice sounded. Jiang You stepped forward to drive it away, raising his palms to the tip of his nose, but the fox did not move. He only turned his head slightly in the direction of the fire, and suddenly
He wrinkled his nose and sneezed an unbearable little sneeze.
No matter how Han Wenqing looked at it, he felt that the fox's face clearly showed an expression of contempt.
"This is a vixen..."
"You don't want your life, just scream like that in front of it! Call it Fox Fairy!"
Some young men had already started whispering. The fox looked around, sniffed again, suddenly jumped up, opened his mouth, and took away half of the roast chicken that was placed on the fire.
"Hey, you can't steal it!"
"Get it back quickly!"
The boys of Tyranny suddenly became confused. Everyone stretched out their fists and rolled up their sleeves to stop the fox who came openly to steal food - no, this should be stealing food. However, the fox's figure was unusually flexible.
Ordinarily, I turned left and right, and somehow got out of the crowd. Without walking far, I sat down within the light of the fire, holding the roast chicken in my two plush front paws, taking small bites.
, the bite is so delicious.
Han Wenqing: "..."
He stretched out his hand to stop Song Qiying and Qin Muyun who were rushing over. Tyranny's chief escort stared at the fox sitting on the ground with his eyes narrowed and enjoying the meal. He was silent for a moment, with a slight tone in his voice.
Smile:
"It's okay, let him eat. This half chicken is my share."
"Chief escort——"
"Okay." Han Wenqing said no more. He walked to the fire and scooped out a bowl of soup, took two pancakes, sat across from the fox and started eating. The fox looked at him with dripping eyes and tilted his head.
After thinking for a while, he came closer with a half-eaten roast chicken in his mouth, jumped to Han Wenqing's side, and used his paws to pick at the leather bag on his belt.
This is... "What do you want?"
Continue to pull. Han Wenqing thought for a while, opened the leather bag, and took out the small bags inside one by one: "Want some salt?"
nod.
"..." Okay, help people to the end, send Buddha to the West, half a roast chicken is given to you, sprinkle some salt on it, it's not a big deal...
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After eating half of the roast chicken, the fox's belly was round, he licked his paws and walked away. There was no conversation all night. When the escort camp was set up the next day, the fox appeared again. This time, he had a colorful bird in his mouth.
The beautiful golden pheasant came over, walked into the crowd, and released it at Han Wenqing's feet.
"Buy me something to eat?"
The black leather boots received an angry claw.
"Let me help you bake?"
The fox tilted his head and thought for a moment, then stretched out his paw and made an empty scratch on the golden pheasant's back.
"I'll help you bake it, and then each of you will get half of it?"
The fox sat on the ground with satisfaction, raised his chin, and nodded a little in the direction of the golden pheasant.
Okay, this is even more arrogant...
Han Wenqing smiled and didn't care. There are many monsters and monsters in Wild Darts. This fox was so magical that he didn't treat it as an ordinary beast in the first place. Besides, he ate half of his chicken yesterday, so he knew he would give back half a chicken today.
, it’s just a matter of meeting a friend who knows the rules and etiquette, and helps him bake it.
He turned the roasted chicken evenly as the aroma gradually released. The fox lay half-lying beside him, its long tail flapping on the ground, and from time to time he used his paws to poke at a certain seasoning bag in front of him. Han Wenqing followed suit.
Following the fox's instructions, he sprinkled salt, pepper, cumin powder, and honey - God knows how he hid the honey bottle very tightly, but the fox took it out of the package...
The sweet and fragrant roast chicken was cut into two pieces. Han Wenqing brought the chicken legs to the fox, but he saw that the fox was lying more and more comfortable in front of the fire. He didn't bother to get up at all, but opened his mouth to him confidently.
Han Wenqing: "..."
The next moment, Tyranny's chief escort struck like lightning, picked up the fox by the scruff of the neck, turned the lazy guy over, and lowered his legs to the ground.
"Eat it yourself!"
The fox sat down dejectedly, holding the roast chicken in his paws, lowering his head and taking small bites. No matter how Han Wenqing looked at it, he felt that this guy was dejected, and even his ears were drooped.
He finished the meal in a hurry and took off the wine bag. The fox immediately raised his head. Han Wenqing pulled out the stopper, poured some wine into his hand, flattened his palm and stretched it out in front of the fox:
"Want to have a drink together?"
Immediately, he received a severe bite on his wrist. Han Wenqing raised his wrist to the light and looked at it. The bite was not deep, and there was no skin or blood. However, it was painful enough.
"Sorry, it's my fault." Looking at the injury carefully, Han Wenqing actually laughed out loud. He looked down and jumped to the side, his tail slapped the ground, and the fluff on his ears exploded one by one.
He stood up, looking like an angry fox, and apologized seriously:
"I sincerely invite you to drink." He turned around and raised his voice:
"Xiao Song, bring two bowls over here!"
Wine was poured into the two bowls side by side, and the fox finally seemed satisfied. He leaned closer and sniffed, then sniffed again, and began to lick it in small sips, faster and faster. Han Wenqing picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
, just as he poured himself the second bowl, his knees sank, and the fox that no one could catch yesterday had fallen on his knees.
There was surprisingly half of the wine in the other bowl.
"Wow, you're down now!"
The caravan and escort guys came over to take a look. While looking, their eyes were shining and they reached out to touch:
"This fox is so rare! Look at the fur, it's so red. It's not easy to have such fine fur in the summer! Uncle Han, will you sell this fox to us?"
"What nonsense!"
Han Wenqing stretched out his hand. The clerk stepped back a few steps. When he looked up again, he saw Han Wenqing's face suddenly darkened, and cold sweat immediately soaked his vest:
"I invited him to drink, and he believed me, so he got drunk in front of me. Taking advantage of others' danger is not the way to be a friend!"
Tyranny's chief escort stood up, holding the fox in one hand, and already clenched his fist with the other hand. The drunk fox lay softly on his arm, his tail swiping around unconsciously, but the pair of
The fluffy ears are still standing there, turning outward from time to time.
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There was such an episode, and the fox slept in Mr. Han's tent for one night. The next morning, the guy had breakfast with them as a matter of course, and then jumped into the wilderness and disappeared in a few moments.
This time, in order to rush for time, they took the escort along an ancient road that had been abandoned for a long time. Since it was an ancient road, it was either rugged and collapsed, or there were many obstacles. The boys from the escort agency who went out to explore the road were whipping in the grass with sticks.
After beating, he turned a corner and suddenly shouted loudly:
"The mountain wind! The mountain wind! Run away!!!!"
Han Wenqing was startled, grabbed a long knife from Jiang You's hand, and rushed forward. Around the bend, the Tyranny disciple who was advancing had fallen into the grass, and a black line was blowing in his face with a fishy wind.
, the head was raised high, but it was a giant black snake several feet long!
"Chief escort!"
"Chief escort, be careful!"
There was a sound from the strings behind him. Qin Muyun had already set up his bow and shot an arrow; Song Qiying was running towards him; Zhang Xinjie was shouting for everyone to form a formation and fight... Han Wenqing's heart felt empty amidst the commotion, and he held a long knife in front of him.
Draw a sword and slash it out with all your strength towards the fangs stabbed by the giant snake!
There was a muffled sound. Han Wenqing was shocked, and the long knife almost fell out of his hand; blood burst out from the giant snake's neck, and its head was tilted upwards. However, this wound was not fatal, but instead angered the giant snake even more. The black
The snake's head raised and lowered, popping out at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, and its fangs were bright!
Han Wenqing gritted his teeth and struck again. One man and one snake were rolling and fighting together, the wind was flowing, and the swords were as bright as practice. Qin Muyun and Song Qiying had clearly arrived, but they couldn't get their hands on the weapons. Seven consecutive times.
After eight rounds, Han Wenqing used his time and slashed the tail of the giant snake with his sword. The snake's tail was dripping with blood, and half of it was cut off by him.
Under the severe pain of the mountain wind, he turned around and fought back with all his strength. Han Wenqing raised the long knife with both hands and held it tightly against its open mouth, but his arms were rattled by the unusually strong pressure. Seeing the shadow of the venomous snake's body,
It was shrouded in minutes, and the poisonous saliva from the snake's mouth was about to drip onto his face. A whistling sound like the wind suddenly passed by his ears.
"Woo~~~~"
His eyes lit up, his hands relaxed, and he looked at the poisonous snake again, but it had already run away without looking back!
Han Wenqing swayed, almost losing strength, and was held by Song Qiying. Qin Muyun passed him and ran forward. After a while, he came back carrying the Tyranny disciple who was exploring the way. The man's face was shrouded in black energy.
One leg was swollen to almost the thickness of his waist, and he was already unconscious.
"The venom of this snake is too strong." Zhang Xinjie stepped forward to diagnose and treat him. He bled and applied medicine. After struggling for a while, he frowned and shook his head:
"There's nothing I can do. Unless..."
"Unless what?"
Han Wenqing said urgently. Zhang Xinjie was silent for a moment, and seemed to make up his mind. Looking at Han Wenqing's frown, he gritted his teeth and gave the answer:
"Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other. Wherever a poison is, there must be an antidote within seven steps. But I don't know where the poisonous snake's lair is. I'm afraid if we find the antidote and come back, people..."
Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly turned astonished. Han Wenqing turned around following his gaze, but didn't see anything. Instead, he felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, followed by another light one. He followed the movement and turned forward again, and saw the two nights before.
The fox that everyone came to eat stepped on the injured person, holding its head high and proudly, holding a stick of glistening green grass in its mouth.
"This is...the antidote?"
Han Wenqing was pleasantly surprised. The fox lowered his head and vomited green grass into his open palm, then turned his head and vomited randomly. The fur on his face was wrinkled up, and he didn't know.
How bitter this herb is.
Han Wenqing couldn't help but laugh. He handed the herbs to Zhang Xinjie and watched as the pharmacist and accountant of the escort agency kept cleaning, crushing, and applying medicine. He watched the black blood flowing out of his disciple's legs, and the blood gradually turned red.
Turning bright red, he took the water bag from Jiang You, poured a bowl of water and held it in front of the fox:
"Rinse your mouth?"
The fox buried his whole face in the bowl.
From that day on, the fox lived in the escort team with confidence. Every night, Tyranny's disciples would see a fox curled up next to their chief escort chief, looking like he was the boss and I was the second child, squinting his eyes and waiting for the Korean message.
Qing bakes this and that for him.
They made their way out of the mountain smoothly. Not to mention fierce beasts like Shanfeng, larger beasts that might pose a threat to the escort team, they had never seen one. The convoy meandered down the mountain, and the last horse hoof
When they stepped onto the official road, the fox suddenly jumped off the roof of the car, jumped back to the mountain road in three steps and two steps, and looked back into the distance.
"You have to leave."
Han Wenqing turned his horse back to the rear of the team. He turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists in his hands, and bowed from a distance.
"Duomeng took care of me along the way. Please take care of me and see you again when we are destined."
The fox tilted his head and looked at him steadily with his dark eyes. After a while, he suddenly turned around and disappeared into the woods, disappearing suddenly.
The gentle whistling sound continued far away. The whistling sound was exactly the same as the whistling sound that shocked the mountain wind that day.