"What is there to say about the wilderness." Anu eats meat and drinks with a sullen head, and doesn't seem to have much interest in it.

"Just pick something good to talk about." Guo Yang was not angry, and said with a smile.

"There's really nothing to say, anyway, it's all a story of sesame seeds and rotten grain." Anu drank slowly.

"I left my mother when I was a child, and my father pulled me to grow up, and it was normal for him not to speak for three days, so I especially wanted to listen to stories, all kinds of stories, as long as it was fun, I liked to listen to anything." Guo Yang made himself lie down more comfortably, holding a jue of wine, and waited to listen to the story.

Looking at Guo Yang's appearance, Anu said helplessly: "Young master, there is really nothing to say. ”

"It's okay, just tell me what you don't want to say." Guo Yang said cheekily, this is the first time he has asked Anu so much, in the past, as long as Anu didn't say it, he never asked.

"Young Master, about the Savage Temple, you'd better not ask, the more you know, the worse it will be." Anu said.

"Why?" Guo Yang asked.

"Ominous." Anu said lightly, tore a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"Then say something not too ominous." Guo Yang persistently asked, he wanted to readjust his tactics, and he didn't dare to be sloppy in some details.

Anu was silent, took a handful of wine, and tasted it shallowly, as if the aftertaste was endless.

Guo Yang also took the wine and drank it slowly, waiting for Anu to speak.

He has always been very patient, especially when the stakes are high.

"The Wild Land was originally a place where the demons thrived, and they rarely interacted with other races. However, at a stage in ancient times, bewitched by the cultivation realm of other races, they also participated in that ancient war, and in the end, their leader was beheaded and suppressed their heads, feet, limbs, etc. to the four directions, and the power of the demon race was completely lost, and only a part of the disabled retreated into their holy land, and since then it is rare to hear from them. ”

Anu finally spoke, and as soon as he spoke, he involved an ancient secret.

"In addition, on the way back to the temple, they had to abandon a group of people, all of whom were old, weak, sick, and too badly wounded. Those abandoned demon people struggled and struggled in the northwest wasteland, and finally, some of them survived. ”

"They fought against the heavens and the earth, and gradually survived in the land where wolves and tigers and leopards were rampant. Then, the various conquest wars of the human race began, and those demon remnants were treated as pigs, dogs, and livestock, and even as beasts, and were plotted and hunted. ”

"The young men were reduced to slavery, the women were bought and sold freely, and the old men and children were the targets of their hunting, either with javelins in the mud or with spears in the air. The once strong have retired, leaving behind a group of pig-dog-like descendants who live in miserable blood all day long, which can be regarded as a punishment for impulsiveness and credulity. ”

……

Anu spoke calmly, as if talking about something far away, making people go back to those miserable years in a trance.

Guo Yang held a jue of wine and fell into deep thought. The swallow was similar, sitting on a leopard skin next to Guo Yang, without saying a word.

Outside the window, I don't know when it started to rain, and the rain was endless.

It was late at night, and it was dark.

……

"Anu, I'm sorry." Guo Yang said suddenly.

"No, young master, you are not allowed to say that." Anu smiled, his expression sad.

"Okay, the two big men are not ashamed, and they are sobbing and crying as they talk!" Swallow suddenly stood up, wiped a handful of tears, and said loudly.

"Sleep, sleep." Guo Yang fell directly on the leopard skin, pulled over a thin quilt, and slept with his head covered.

"Okay, sleep." Anu crooked his body, and fell directly on the leopard skin, and after two or three breaths, he snored loudly.

Yanzi looked at Guo Yang, then at Anu, shook his head helplessly, and scolded: "Two stinkers! ”

……

Ah Jiu returned to the small wine shop, soaking wet, with scars all over his body, which made Xiaohong's heart almost ache.

"Ah Jiu...... Does your injury still hurt? Xiaohong bit her lip, and two bright tears rolled down at once.

"It doesn't hurt now." Ah Jiu said with a smile, revealing his neat and white teeth.

"Ah Jiu, these injuries are all dog bites?" Little Red stretched out her small round hand and gently stroked the scars.

"Yes, they were all dog bites." Ah Jiu said.

"Poor Ah Jiu......" Xiaohong's body said and pasted it over.

Ah Jiu scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly, a little overwhelmed.

"Ah Jiu, you marry me, and I will give you a son." Xiaohong's face flushed slightly, and she said softly.

"No, I don't have the ability, I can't give you a good life." Ah Jiu said.

"It's okay, I'll just tell my father, let them go home and rest, you are the boss, and I will be the boss." Xiaohong said with a grin.

"I've had a dog bite on my face." Ah Jiu touched the seven or eight terrible scars on his face and said.

"It doesn't matter, I'll bite you too, I don't dislike it." Xiaohong said.

"I stink." A wine urn said angrily.

"It's okay, I'll wash it for you, and I guarantee that it is fragrant, more fragrant than Baihua liquor." Xiaohong said resolutely, like a spring cat, rubbing against Ah Jiu.

"I have fleas, bed bugs, lice." Ah Jiu dodged without a trace and smiled.

"It's okay, make a big pot of boiling water, scald your clothes, and it's gone." Xiaohong seemed to be drunk, giggling, and her scalp was a little numb when she heard it.

"I have a bad temper and sometimes I hit people." Ah Jiu said helplessly.

"It's okay, I know you can't bear to hurt me. In this way, if you get angry in the future, you will smash the dishes and smash the bowls, don't feel distressed, and I will exchange the wine for a new one. Xiaohong's eyes were almost open, and she said in a daze.

"I don't want a son anymore. I've changed my mind, I want a girl. Ah Jiu said hurriedly while dodging his two claws and half of his body.

"It's okay, after giving birth to a son for you, I will give you a half-kang child, so that you can live like a man." Little Red muttered.

"No, I'm sick, I've slept with dogs, I've slept with pigs, I've slept with devils who are neither men nor women." Ah Jiu said in a low voice, and easily removed Xiaohong's two impatient little paws.

"It's okay, I don't dislike it. Even if you are slept with by a dog, or arched by a pig, or you are a devil who eats people and does not spit scum, I accept my fate. Xiaohong stubbornly put her paws on Ah Jiu's shoulders, and the breath that erupted from her nose was sweeter than Baihua liquor.

"I ......" Ah Jiu wanted to say something, but his mouth was gagged, and he could only make a "whin-woo" cry like a wounded dog.

……

It rained for three days and three nights, and the whole city was wet, and people and dogs walked on the muddy streets, and even if they were very careful, they still slid from time to time.

In the small mountain goods shop in Luoguxiang, two people were drinking, looking preoccupied.

"Meng Laosan, you said that the madman you introduced had such good luck that he was taken by the boss and became a first-class celebrity." Chang Biao was already a little drunk, and his tongue was in his mouth and he didn't obey.

"That's my brother, what kind of vision do I Meng Laosan have? Look at the people and look at the accurate! Meng Laosan was almost drunk, and his white and chubby face was flushed.

"Okay, okay, don't brag about the cowhide, the goods you found earlier, the grass on the grave is half a man deep." Chang Biao said with a smile.

"That's because they don't have the ability to do it themselves." Meng Laosan poured a handful of wine and staggered to his feet, "I said Chang Biao, the wine you made doesn't taste good, it's still our Nanyan's Baihua liquor, and I will think of the golden widow in the north of the city as soon as I drink it." ”

"Think about it, think about your wronged boss, that's Zhao Laosi's person, you kid don't want to live anymore?" Chang Biao also staggered to his feet and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find wine.

"Zhao Laosi is a hair! Have you seen the methods of my Ajiu brothers, a mastiff dog, let him die alive, Zhao Laosi is more powerful than a mastiff? Meng Laosan said disdainfully.

"But also, your kid is developed now, there is a wine brother to support you, who in the gang will dare to use you as a night pot in the future!" Chang Biao pouted his ass and was digging out the wine jar from a pile of mountain goods.

"That's it, by the way, Chang Biao, did you shoot the chicken heart stone chain you said last time?" Meng Laosan slowly walked behind Chang Biao, put one hand on Chang Biao's thick neck, and asked in a low voice.

"No, I'll find it for you later, my brother sent you." Half of Chang Biao's shoulder was gnawed off by a mastiff, and his movements were a little inconvenient, so he didn't take out his wine for a long time.

"Well, brother, I thank you. By the way, I will take good care of your wife and children, don't worry. Meng Laosan said with a smile.

"That's a good feeling...... No, why did my wife and children let you ......" Chang Biao suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he wanted to get up, he felt that his waist and eyes were cold, and he couldn't lift it in one breath.

He slowly turned around, and saw a knife knob pinned to his waist, but the blade was missing, and it must have been all in his body.

Chang Biao wanted to roar angrily, but a huge pain suddenly hit, and only a few strange inhalations came out of his throat.

Immediately afterwards, he was stabbed in the chest again, and he obviously felt that the tip of his heart had been broken, and before he could feel the pain, he fell headlong.

Meng Laosan went to the shelf and took two clumps of rags, walked to Chang Biao's side and squatted down, while pulling out the knife, he carefully plugged the two wounds to prevent the blood from flowing out.

Wiping the blood from the knives, he squinted at the two knives that were more than a foot long, and muttered, "It's really fucking sharp, much better than bronze." ”

Meng Laosan struggled to drag Chang Biao's body into a large basket and sprinkled some sundries on it, then returned to the place where he was drinking in front, poured himself a handful of wine, and drank it slowly, as if waiting for someone.