Spring returns to the earth, all things germinate, and every day passes, Tsing Yi can see that the greenery outside the inn is more vibrant. While the grass was growing quietly, time passed, and another new moon came.

In the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door of the inn. The slow and rhythmic sound of clasping seemed more and more distant and cold in the dark and oppressive night. Tsing Yi woke up from his sleep and listened intently, but the knock on the door stopped again.

The visitor came only because it was too early, and when the fashion was ugly, the inn had not yet opened, and he knocked on the door, and no one greeted him.

This is not enough, what makes Tsing Yi most concerned is that there are a large number of beasts that keep coming and going around the inn, if it is not for the high demon power, the general monsters do not dare to spend the night outside the inn, and I don't know whether the visitors are lazy to knock on the door at this time, or they have been attacked by fierce beasts.

But listening to the knock on the door was very calm and powerful, I thought that the person was not an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Tsing Yi lay down and slept with peace of mind, and had to prepare broth when he got up early.

There was a faint immature wolf howl in his sleep, which didn't sound much majestic and threatening, but a little cute, Tsing Yi tightened the quilt, and unconsciously showed a smile in his dream.

When the rooster crowed, the guys in the inn got up and prepared to open the door.

Tsing Yi took off the door bolt and opened the door, and saw a big wolf dog with black and yellow fur squatting in front of the gate.

Tsing Yi blinked, and found that this wolf dog was just as tall as her half body when she was just squatting on the ground. It has extremely strong and well-developed muscles, long and shiny hair, compact and harmonious throughout, and its dark and bright eyes make it even more majestic.

As if he had been waiting for a long time, as soon as the wolf dog saw the door open, he raised his head and wagged his tail happily at Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi, who originally thought it was very domineering, was stunned for a moment, and then she immediately saluted sideways: "...... Let the guest officer wait for a long time, please come in first. ”

The wolfhound stood up, but instead of entering the inn, he trotted to the corner and whined twice.

Tsing Yi in the door saw the wolf dog running away, so he took a look.

I saw a man in a gray-black cotton robe sitting there with his head hanging down against the wall, he looked to be in good shape, with extremely strong shoulders and arms. He wore a warm lamb's ear cap on his head, a well-made □□ on his shoulder, his narrow cuffs were meticulously tied with strips of black cloth, an inconspicuous knife pinned to his waist, and a slender pale cyan bamboo pipe tuck in his thick thick-soled boots.

There was a bamboo basket full of bamboo beside him, and at a glance, Tsing Yi saw that the processed beast fur was neatly placed inside.

The wolfhound let out a short, low whine in his throat, wagged his tail enthusiastically and earnestly, and kept pushing his arm with his nose.

The man finally woke up, and he looked up, revealing his weather-covered bronzed face. He moved his long-curled hands and feet extremely stiffly, and then slowly stood up against the wall.

When the wolf dog saw that the man was up, he wagged his tail and swirled around him, until the man could not bear the harassment and reached out and patted his head, and then he squatted down peacefully.

"This little lady is polite." The man pressed his bulging chest with one hand and the head of the big wolf dog with the other, and said calmly to Tsing Yi by the door, "I've been on the road for a long time, I don't know if I can order a bowl of hot noodle soup at your store to warm up?" ”

Tsing Yi withdrew his gaze from the fur of the basket, stared at the other party's calm eyes several times, and then asked with a cold expression after half a sound: "Is there hot noodle soup, I wonder if the guest officer can bring enough money?" ”

"I don't have a lot of money on me, but I have always lived by hunting, and there is no shortage of game hides." The man pointed to the basket and replied, "If you don't dislike it, you can pick the skins in this basket." ”

Looking at it this way, he is indeed a hunter.

"That's enough." Tsing Yi took a step back slightly, and said politely, "Please wait a moment." ”

The man nodded politely, then walked into the inn with one hand and lifted the bamboo basket on the ground.

When he walked in front of Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi could smell that there was a faint smell of blood on his body, as well as a vague blood.

The felt curtain was lowered, the inn was full of bright candles, and the man sat down at the door, and the big wolfhound squatted alongside him.

Tsing Yi simply made a bowl of noodle broth in the kitchen, and when it was time to serve it out, he thought about it and added a piece of meat bone to the noodle soup.

The guest had taken off his hat, revealing his thick stiff hair. When Tsing Yi came out with noodles, he was taking a piece of bacon and slicing it with a knife.

At that time, Tsing Yi was putting down the bowl, and suddenly he heard a rustling sound coming from the guest, Tsing Yi seemed to unintentionally glance at the other party, and saw that there was a small thing in his chest that was constantly struggling.

A small grunt mingled with the sound of claws scratching the fabric came intermittently from his chest.

"Shhhhh

His face was covered in fine lines eroded by the weather, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and the corners of his right eye and sideburns were scars that looked like sharp claws, making him look cold and stiff. When he pressed down the restless unknown object in his chest, he looked up at Tsing Yi and nodded lightly: "Thank you, little lady." ”

Tsing Yi answered slightly, and then lowered his eyes and didn't look at him again.

The soup base of the hot noodle soup is the beef bone soup that has been boiled for several days, the clear soup base is paired with flexible dough sheets, and a little stewed crispy pork rib meat, the rich aroma is steaming up with the wisps of heat, attracting the big wolf dog squatting on the side to start licking his fangs non-stop.

The hunter did not rush to start eating noodles immediately, but continued to slice the jerky in his hand with his knife.

When he finished the jerky slices that were not big or small, he raised his hand and put all those slices of meat into the steaming bowl of noodle soup.

The thinly sliced meat had an almost blood-colored red color, but as soon as the soup was hot, the red color began to fade and finally turned into an extremely bright flesh pink.

Strange colors. Tsing Yi, who was serving food to the new guests at the adjacent table, happened to pass by the hunter and saw at a glance that the strange-colored slices of meat were almost piled up in the entire soup bowl, which was a little rare.

She'd never seen any kind of meat of this color.

A new rich aroma slowly spreads, and the aroma seems to carry countless small hooks, which are coveted by the hookers, not to mention Tsing Yi, even the other guests around are also hooked a little commotion.

The big wolfdog, which had been sitting quietly beside the hunter, became a little agitated, and he couldn't help but stand up and approach his master, and his long tail was almost falling off.

"Dog, sit down." The hunter has absolute dominance over his wolf dog, he just lowered his voice and ordered, and the originally restless wolf dog really settled down again.

Only this time it was a little pitiful, lying on its front paws, blinking its dark eyes, and looking listless.

At the same time, a young wolf howl came out of the hunter's arms.

"Whew-"

The entire lobby turned their heads almost at the same time. In the midst of everyone's astonished or disgusted or curious eyes, the head of a fluffy and round little wolf, especially with a naïve attitude, emerged from the hunter's gray-black robe.

"Whoa—" The wolf shook its little head and pouted at the hunter who had trapped him.

Tsing Yi suddenly couldn't move his legs. She was going to go to the kitchen to serve food.

"Woo-" The little wolf with its gray fur was still trying to be coquettish, and when the hunter didn't react, it stretched its neck hard, and then stretched out its little pink tongue and licked the hunter's chin vigorously.

"Don't make a fuss." The hunter slapped the little wolf's head with an unchanged face, and then took a piece of pink meat with his chopsticks and put it to the little wolf's mouth and said, "Eat." ”

The little wolf sniffed at the slices of meat, and as if he hated the smell, he immediately turned his head and buried his head in the hunter's arms, and whined pitifully.

The hunter seemed to be accustomed to seeing the little wolf like this, and when he saw the little wolf squirming back in his arms, he reached out and grabbed the back of the wolf's neck, and then lifted it out of his arms.

The little wolf struggled to form itself into a ball, whining like a child under the hunter's hands.

"Dogs." The hunter whispered, "Get up." ”

The big wolfdog immediately raised his head and crouched straight at the hunter's feet. After seeing the fluffy ball of flesh in its owner's hand, it subconsciously opened its big mouth full of fangs.

The hunter showed no mercy and the little wolf sent it to the big wolf dog's big mouth and said coldly: "Eat meat, or be eaten!" You pick one for yourself. ”

Feeling the big wolfdog's big wet tongue slip over his buttocks, the frightened little wolf immediately howled and waved his short limbs in mid-air.

The big wolf dog flicked its tail diligently, raised its head and licked the little wolf stickily, it licked too enthusiastically, but people couldn't tell whether it was showing intimacy or really wanted to bite the little wolf.

"Woo-woo-" The little wolf stopped struggling, and hung its head motionless, hanging motionless under the hunter's hand, as if resigned to its fate.

The hunter then circled it back into his arms, and then sent the pink piece of meat to the wolf's mouth again.

The little wolf, who couldn't resist, had to obediently open his mouth and bite the piece of meat.

Tsing Yi looked at the little wolf that was only a month old, and thought that it had not yet been weaned, and the hunter did not feed it, but fed it half-cooked slices of meat, but was afraid that it would not be long before the poor little wolf would have a stomach.

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