Whistling with a mouth of 'toot, toot, toot~', Song Yong wiped his wet hair with a towel, and walked out of the room where he lived alone.

Because when I was in a hurry two days ago, there were all kinds of inconveniences along the way.

So as of today, Song Yong has been almost two days, and he hasn't taken a shower once, plus the previous two nights, he slept in the field in a kimono, and he already felt itchy everywhere on his body.

As a result, tonight he took the shampoo and shower gel he bought from the two-dollar store before going to bed and gave himself a good bath.

I simply felt that my body was lighter than my bones, and my whole body was indescribably comfortable.

In the primitive plane, it was naturally impossible to find a hair dryer as a tool, so with wet hair, Song Yong planned to sit in front of the fire outside the house and smoke a cigarette, and let his hair dry a little before going to sleep.

As soon as he sat down by the fire, Song Yong, who lit a cigarette, could see a group of figures coming over in the distance.

Song Yong also didn't care about this situation, mainly because the house vacated by the Chibai tribe was located on the side of the main road to the stone hall.

It's not uncommon for people to come and go.

Instinctively, he took these people for the patrol of the Chibai tribe, the night vigil.

However, all these conjectures were completely overturned by Song Yong after he saw the group of people passing by here, and at the same time, it also made this thing immediately come to the spirit.

In the middle of the procession, the woman who was guarded by several people in the crowd and walked with a graceful posture was not the Tough Bone Witch!

He thought of the big hole he had dug for the venerable Tough Bone Witch.

For example, an old man who drank to the point of excitement, two large jars, almost fifty catties of turbid wine, and some water alcohol destined to go up, Song Yong couldn't stop the joy in his heart.

Tell you to come to be hostile to Lao Tzu if you have nothing to do.

And just as he was squatting by the fire, laughing and laughing at a little fox who had stolen a chicken, the group had already walked to the fire.

Then, because of the woman of the Tough Bone Witch, she suddenly stopped herself.

Then the whole team stopped.

The Tough Bone Witch looked at Song Yong, with a hint of indescribable arrogance on the corner of his mouth, and said in his mouth: "Gray Rabbit is right! I am the Witch of the Tough Bone Tribe, I think you need to remember this name well." ”

At this moment, Song Yong is like an old man, squatting on the ground and smoking.

When he raised his head and looked over, he naturally saw that the other party was wrapped in delicately cut animal skins under his chest, which was definitely not adulterated.

Of course, although Song Yong was a little shocked by this.

However, the mouth of this product naturally refused to suffer, and said with the smell of gunpowder: "Of course, I will remember." ”

In this way, after the two of them had such a conversation that the others around them were confused at all, the team of the Tough Bone Witch continued to move forward, walking in the direction of the stone hall.

Afterwards, Song Yong also flicked the cigarette butt in his hand directly into the fire in front of him, and went back to sleep with his half-dried hair......

Today's night, because I was able to sleep again on the soft haystack padded with animal skins.

Song Yong, who hadn't slept well for two days, had a rare good night's sleep.

When it was dawn, the biological clock that he had cultivated for a long time woke him up on time, and after sitting up, Song Yong, who stretched his waist, felt indescribably refreshed.

After getting up, the first thing he did was naturally to wash himself first.

Just as the golden morning sun was shining on him through the shade of the trees overhead, and when Song Yongcai brushed out a mouth full of toothpaste foam in his mouth, he saw the group of Tough Bone Witch and the others again.

If he hadn't expected it wrong, the old man had dragged this delicate little woman and drank wine for a whole night.

For this reason, Song Yong only waited for the last sentence: Old man, you did a good job.

And after drinking all night's wine, the woman Tough Bone Witch, who originally had a rosy and pretty face full of peach blossoms, was now pale.

The footsteps staggered while walking, and he even needed to use a white greasy hand to support his forehead.

Just think about it, you know that this is the sequelae of drinking medical alcohol mixed with water, which is said to have been hit like a stick on the brain, and now it is finally on the top.

When he saw Song Yong brushing his teeth, the woman glared at him fiercely.

Obviously, she already knew her identity, why it was revealed, and who wrote the drinks that gave her a splitting headache.

The problem is that in the fierce eyes of the gorgeous woman, Song Yong laughed with a happy pig cry.

"Everyone hurriedly packed their things, and when they had breakfast, everyone was about to leave. ”

In the early morning, Song Yong shouted loudly at the top of his throat, conveying the distance in the habitat of the Chibai tribe.

After arriving at the territory of the red cypress, in fact, as long as you continue to travel for a whole day, you can reach the place where the festival is held: the source of the water.

And the official start of the Shangsi Festival was still two days later.

It stands to reason that Song Yong can take the tribe up and down and repair it for a day here in the juniper tribe.

By the time of tomorrow, when I was traveling with the large army of the Red Cypress tribe, I would be able to arrive at the place one night earlier without any delay.

The problem is, thinking of the sentence in Chi Bai's mouth last night when he said goodbye and left:

'Find another chance tonight to have another drink with the gray rabbit'.

Song Yong decisively decided on one point: after breakfast, he quickly took people away, even after the end of this Shangsi Festival, when he passed by here, he also left overnight, and resolutely did not delay here.

Let's let the Tough Bone Tribe and the Red Cypress Tribe go together.

Perhaps two of them will be able to drink and talk until dawn tonight, and the mere thought of such a thing will make him quite happy.

The only regret is that when he came over this time, the medical alcohol was still a little less, and the degree was not the 95-degree variety......

As a result, the more than 100 people of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, under the repeated urging of Brother Yong, were so busy that they flew up.

After they got up in a hurry, they quickly finished washing up, and even the breakfast was eaten and drunk in the fastest time.

Then, as if he had burned his buttocks, he hurried towards the outside of the Chibai tribe.

Of course, in fact, Song Yong also knew in his heart that leaving directly was not a thing, so he also needed to say goodbye to Chi Bai.

But in his heart, he estimated it like this:

Now the Venerable Akashiki should be the fact that he fell asleep drunk, and he may not be able to wake up before dark.

He didn't have to say goodbye in person, just sent a hooligan to the stone hall and say hello to Chi Bai's close subordinates.

In this way, under the curious eyes of everyone in the Chibai tribe, their group quickly walked out of the huge shade of the red cypress tribe and walked out of several miles away.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him:

"Brother Yong, please wait a moment. ”

Sitting on the shared bicycle ridden by Gardenia, Song Yong, who was in the back seat of the modification, could see that the legs of the hooligan and the spear were opening up, and they were chasing towards the team in a puff of smoke.

Later, the panting spear caught up with the bike-sharing.

The opening of his mouth was just that: "Brother Yong, I have inquired about all the things you asked me to inquire about." ”

After hearing this, Song Yong's spirit was immediately lifted, but for the purpose of secrecy, he pulled his spear and walked under a tree on the side of the road, and then asked:

"Tell me, what's going on?"

While panting, the spear told Song Yong everything he had heard about last night, 1510.

Listening to the news he heard from the spear's mouth, Song Yong couldn't help but furrow his brows deeply, and sighed in his mouth: "Hey~ What kind of is this." ”