Gong Jiu died, died silently, even if his body was split into two pieces, lost in a small alley in the north of the city for three or four days, no one ever came out to ask about it.

A snow fell more than a foot, and Gong Jiu's body was dug out of the snow by a pack of wild dogs and torn into irregular pieces. The wild dogs swarmed and flayed alive the pieces of the carcass that looked like ice lumps.

Anu was lying on a leopard skin mattress, eating mutton and drinking wine, and his eyes were a little foggy.

The wound in his shoulder was very serious, and Gong Jiu's sword directly drilled a hole in his shoulder blade. As for the injury on the scalp, it doesn't matter, anyway, Anu's unkempt black head is never eye-catching, and the lack of a piece of the scalp is still unkempt.

The golden widow was frightened for two days and two nights, for fear that the poisonous dragon would help others to kill Anu, but Anu was very calm, he should eat and drink, just like he had done after completing the task before, and from time to time let the golden widow's claws scratch his thick neck.

The golden widow came in after feeding the pigeons, shook off the snow from her body, frowned, and looked a little unhappy.

"There are less than 20 pigeons in our house, and they are all the best pigeons, is it easy for people to touch them?" Golden Widow said.

"Hmm." Anu replied listlessly.

"Sparrows, yellow warblers or something, there are a lot of them, but there are only pigeons missing, do you think it will be the cat that took it away?" The golden widow asked as she cleaned up the house neatly.

"I don't know." Anu drank as if thinking.

"Strange, the pigeon loft is in the innermost, it should be the safest, and the cat should first take away the more fat turtledoves, or take away the rapping yellow warblers, why did they just take away our pigeons?" The Golden Widow babbled, squeezing over to Anu and sitting down.

Anu gave way to the side, but the golden widow squeezed forward again.

"Anu." The Golden Widow whispered.

"My shoulder hurts." Anu took a bite of the wine and said vaguely.

The golden widow's ass finally stopped squeezing Anu, she got up and got a basin of hot water to clean Anu's wound, but Anu said: "No need to change it, the wound is scarred, don't dare to touch the water, otherwise it will rot." ”

The golden widow didn't care, fished out a piece of linen cloth from the clear water, twisted it casually, and began to scrub Anu's face, ears and neck, which made Anu itch and kept shrinking her neck to dodge.

"I said Anu, why are you so careless, there are more than 20 pigeons in the house, and you don't care at all!" The golden widow was a little depressed, those pigeons were given to her by Anu herself, and she was fed like her own daughter, even if she lost a pigeon feather on weekdays, she would feel distressed for a long time.

Losing more than two dozen pigeons at once, the golden widow longed to become Anu's pigeon.

……

After three or four days of nesting under the warm leopard skin, the snow was still falling unhurriedly outside, and the snow was so thick that the roof rattled softly.

Anu stretched out her hand to push away the golden widow who was crowded in front of him like a cat, sat up slowly, wrapped her sheepskin jacket tightly, put on a foxskin hat, and walked out quietly like a clumsy hunter.

The pigeons had all returned, and had gone into the loft themselves, cooing and pecking for food.

Seeing Anu come in, the two dozen or so pigeons rushed over with their wings fluttering, gently wiping their mouths on the back of Anu's dirty hands.

Anu smiled, a very real kind of smile, except for Guo Yang and Pigeon, no one had ever seen this man's undisguised smiling face.

"Hey, little one, come on, kiss one." Anu caught a pigeon and pushed his unshaven mouth over it, but was met with fierce resistance, and the pigeon swung its neck vigorously to avoid Anu's foul mouth.

"Haha, are you still so mischievous, are you still afraid that my beard will prick your little face?" Anu didn't insist too much, and pulled out a small roll of cloth from the little ring hidden in the pigeon's leg.

"Hehe, Atu, this rabbit cub, still has brains in the end."

"Ah Chang, this little guy is not bad, hehe, not bad."

"A-Yuan's ...... It's okay in the end, and it's not dishonoring the mission. ”

"The stupidest Ah Ben has now grown up, and the lamb has finally become a hunter."

……

Anu smiled, just like when he sent those teenagers out of Tianshui Village, he spoke seriously, like a father, patted them on the shoulder, and gave them a thousand instructions.

Anu used to scatter these wolf cubs as seeds, and now it's time for the harvest.

The news that every pigeon brought back was satisfying, except for the wine.

That kid is now the biggest celebrity next to the boss of the Poison Dragon Gang, but he is also the least free. He seemed to be in trouble, and he only had time to write half a sentence before he hurriedly put the pigeon back.

"Cut the grass and eradicate ......the roots," Anu frowned.

The message sent back by Ah Jiu was only four words, and there was a scribbled pattern behind it, as if it had been scribbled by his hands, and it seemed to be some kind of hidden hint.

"Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots? What the hell do you mean? Anu took the ball of cloth in his hand and slowly walked out of the loft.

The Golden Widow had already gotten up, pouting and tidying up the room, and the two of them had been in the house for several days, and the smell of charcoal fire, the smell of mutton, mixed with the peculiar smell of animal skins, plus other smells, made the air in the house very turbid.

"I just went to see it, and there are enough pigeons, so you should have counted it wrong." Anu said as soon as he entered, stamped his foot, removed the snow from his leather boots, and turned to go out again.

"Do you have lamb soup in the morning?" The Golden Widow asked without looking up, as she was busy tidying up the house.

Anu didn't say a word and left quietly.

……

"Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots?" Pinching that small piece of cloth, Guo Yang also frowned, this thoughtless half sentence, he had been staring at it for half an hour.

"Anu." Guo Yang said suddenly.

"Young Master." Anu answered.

"Who's the grass?" Guo Yang raised his head and asked.

"Grass?" Anu muttered, "Referring to...... Yan? ”

"And who is the root?" Guo Yang continued to ask.

"Root ......" Anu looked at the piece of cloth in Guo Yang's hand, his eyebrows frowned, but he had no clue.

Killing Yan Baifei, ending the Poison Dragon Gang in a nest, and secretly transforming the land of Southern Yan into one of his strongholds, this was originally Guo Yang's meaning. On the surface, Yan Baifei is naturally grass, and the underground palace of the royal palace is naturally the root. But the news that came out of Ah Jiu's hurry must be more important than these, at least, it is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Anu, get a skin." Guo Yang seemed to remember something, and said suddenly.

Anu quickly found a whole leopard skin, and at the same time, he also took out a charcoal stick. He knew what Guo Yang wanted to do.

When Anu spread out the leopard skin, Guo Yang picked up the charcoal stick and began to slowly draw on the hairless side.

Guo Yang painted very carefully, enlarging the sloppy-looking pattern as it was, not letting go of any subtle changes, and not missing a single thing.

As more and more lines were traced and enlarged, the pattern that came from Ah Jiu changed subtly.

Those scribbled lines are magnified into mountains, rivers and roads. Those places that seem to be heavily inked have been enlarged into palaces, corridors, and some strange patterns.

"Here's the map!" Anu took a cool breath, her face full of excitement.

A picture took Guo Yang nearly two hours, he dropped the charcoal stick, let out a long breath, sweating profusely on his forehead, and his face was faintly pale.

Anu hung the whole leopard skin on the wall and lit two or three lanfat lamps.

"Swallow, come and see, what kind of place is this." Guo Yang took a jue of wine handed over by Anu, poured a big sip, and then sat down and said a little tiredly.

Hearing this, Yanzi, who was busy preparing the meal, came over, stared at the pattern on the leopard skin, frowned, shook his head slowly, and said, "It seems to be a topographic map of the royal capital, but it looks different." ”

Guo Yang nodded slightly, staring at the map, lost in thought.

……

The meal was very dull, Guo Yang frowned, stuffed those delicate meat dishes into his mouth without knowing the taste, chewed them indiscriminately, and swallowed them in his stomach, ignoring the swallow's horizontal eyebrows.

Anu fell into deep thought first, he didn't eat much food, but he drank a lot of wine.

"The rest of the dog's spines have been removed." Guo Yang asked suddenly.

"Well, unplugged, young master." Anu said.

"If you pull out a dog thorn, you have to insert another one, otherwise, it will be meaningless." Guo Yang said.

"Yes, young master, the positions of those dog thorns have been replaced by us." Anu said.

"That's good. It's time for the wound to fester. Guo Yang said lightly, his eyes never leaving the map on the leopard skin.

"Don't worry, Ah Tu and they are doing even better than we expected, not only have those wounds begun to fester, but the harmful venom has penetrated into the entire Nanyan Kingdom along the blood vessels." Anu also stared at the map and said.

"Hey, Ah Tu, Ah Chang, Ah Yuan...... These stinky boys are getting more and more capable. A rare smile appeared on Guo Yang's face, warm and soft.

"It's just to increase their skills, and when the matter is over, they can do something big, and they can all be on their own now." Anu smiled too, like a stern father, and his smile suddenly bloomed still a little stiff.

"Fishing in troubled waters, that's our forte, let them be careful. Each of them is the meat of your heart and mine. Guo Yang stood up, took a handful of wine, and walked to the position two or three steps in front of the leopard skin map.

"It's not enough to fish in troubled waters, I ask them to learn to rob while the fire is hot." Anu said a little unfathomable.

"You, the tribal leader of the Di people, are really an old fox, even more surprising than the Yin Song of the Lonely Bamboo Country." Guo Yang turned his head, looked at Anu's dark and honest face, and said with a smile.

"The young master has won the prize." Anu took a sip of wine, "I'm an old fox, and you're also an old fox, so let's see if you can fight that poisonous snake." ”

"Don't forget, there's a tiger too!" Swallow, who was cleaning up the dinner table, interjected.

"Tiger? Hey, it's just a sick cat. Guo Yang smiled slightly and said.