Back at the training ground, the building was already empty, and everyone was fighting bravely to be the first, heading towards a mountain peak opposite. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hehe, now look at their neat backs, and when they turn back, it is estimated that the front and the back are estimated at that time, and the distance is not a matter of a few meters or ten meters.

"Childe is back," Liu Qiu smiled and greeted him.

He watched the knife pull the fat head out of the house, and the two muttered for a while, and the fat head went towards the stockade. Because he didn't have anything to do with him all the time, he had to wait here.

Wen Dao nodded, glanced at Li Hongliang and the four helpers busy around the horizontal line, and then explained in a low voice:

"I have some important things to do with Fattou, and this side is also very important, so we are still the same as before, you still have to keep an eye on this place. That Li Hongliang I observed all the way, he is a seedling, if he is in trouble in the past two days, you can help him secretly. ”

"Understood, when will the son return?"

Liu Qiu was really a smart person, and when he saw that Wendao didn't mention where he was going, he asked cleverly. Both expressed concern and avoided embarrassment.

"Three days at most," Wen Dao said, shoved the last toffee in his pocket into his hand, and strode to the back mountain.

The fat head with twenty people was already waiting there.

"Childe, do you want to see if the candidate is okay or not?" The fat head said, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"No need, since I want you to do things, I will completely let you go. Without further ado, let's hurry. ”

Wen Dao also said a lot, but he just glanced at the crowd slightly, and saw that most of them were bowing their heads and not saying a word, and occasionally sneaking a glance over, which was also a panicked glance, so he directly jumped out of the crowd and plunged into the valley.

This time it went well, and Wen Dao himself had already set aside some marks along the way last time, so he was still far away from the base, so he asked everyone to stop. I only told Fat Toutuo to follow and walk two more valleys, so as not to make it too hard for me to be alone.

Of course, Fat Toutuo was still a little surprised at first when Wendao suddenly brought himself here. But as he walked further and further, this guy seemed to understand something, and gradually his face unconsciously showed some smugness, as if to say, look, so many people believe in me!

Finding that the fat head began to snicker secretly from time to time, Wen Dao asked unexpectedly:

"Dead fatty, what are you secretly laughing at there alone?"

Ah, the fat head immediately blurted out:

"I'm wondering if Childe is good, why did he suddenly come here in the barren mountains and mountains? Thinking about it, I seem to understand a little bit, those rare treasures of Childe must be hidden here. ”

Oh, Wendao suddenly stopped, stared at him and said:

"So that's what you think, hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite smart, guess accurately. But there is one thing I don't know if you have thought about it, often the more people you know, the better the end! ”

After the fat head Tuo finished speaking, he had already found out that he had been fooled, and then he was stared at by the literary knife, and suddenly sweated like rain, and suddenly remembered what the son said about trust, and his knees were not weak, and he was about to kneel down with a plop, but he was dragged up by the literary knife with both hands.

"Okay, fat man, I've told you and everyone countless times, don't get weak on your knees at every turn. What I don't like the most is your habit. Well, you're almost there, so you just wait here, hide yourself, and pay attention to your surroundings. ”

Wen Dao said, smiling at him suddenly and meaningfully, before he bent down and snaked into the dense grass and bushes.

I don't know how long it took, anyway, the sky was almost completely dark, and he had been staring at the fat head around with wide eyes and nervously, and finally heard a sound of grass leaves squirming again, and then the son came out tiredly, and directly lay on the ground and said:

"Alright, dead fat man, while there is still a little light, call everyone over."

The fat head agreed, and soon led people to come, but found that his son's trick had already made a flat ground, and there were a pair of strange barrel-shaped utensils on the left and right sides, which were emitting a strange light in the night that was already completely dark, which was very beautiful and warm. And it was with this light that he found it all the way back.

When everyone walked in, an even bigger surprise shocked everyone present again:

I saw a huge roll of cloth with no visible texture, full of all kinds of food, some of which they had already known, and some of which they had never seen before. What is even more surprising is that there is actually a wheel-like utensil erected, which has neither a stove door nor a bellows, but can emit streams of blue flames by itself, whirring and burning.

Above the flames, there is an extremely delicate cauldron that everyone knows at first glance but has never seen before, bubbling with bursts of tantalizing aroma that makes people salivate.

All of a sudden, everyone had an unreal feeling of dreaming, and they froze in place, not daring to move.

"What are you doing standing stupidly, aren't you all hungry? Fat head, hurry up and bring someone over to eat. ”

For the first time, Fat Toutuo didn't hear Gongzi call him a dead fat man, and he was really a little uncomfortable for a while, and he was stunned, and he actually forgot the respect he had always upheld.

After eating like a dream, many people are deaf to the wolf howls around them, and the shadows that have just eaten are still shaking in front of them. It wasn't until their convener, Fat Toutuo, suddenly asked, that these people suddenly woke up to the fact that they were not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers and eat other people's food for nothing.

"Childe, I've eaten and drunk this time, isn't it next-"

The fat head subconsciously glanced around, although except for the light in front of him, almost all of the others couldn't see their fingers, and they didn't know if they could do anything. But thinking that his son has always turned decay into a magical demeanor, he still got up and asked.

"Of course—"

This is what Wendao is waiting for, and it was originally designed all the way, and everything had to be carried out at night. So without saying a word, he got up and turned on the military flashlight, and under a bright bright bright light, a bunch of mountain-like items caused another exclamation.

"It's the one you're most familiar with, compressed biscuits. Thirty men came, five boxes for each man, three boxes on his back, and one box in each hand. ”

"Five more people, these are all kinds of small items, small miscellaneous items, three bags per person, don't bump into them."

"Here are some crop samples and seeds, and the last five people came and took them."

After dispatching all 40 people, Wen Dao smiled and pulled the fat head forward, aimed the light in his hand at his feet, and whispered in a somewhat mysterious tone:

"Dead fatty, the rest is all mine. This thing is too expensive for us to carry by ourselves. ”

Looking at the long, short, tightly wrapped objects in the flickering lights under his feet, the fat head suddenly jumped several times in his heart for no reason, and subconsciously said in his mouth:

"Childe, what kind of treasure is this?"

"Your favorite," Wendao said, reaching out to make a figure-of-eight gesture, and then urged:

"Okay, don't look at it, it's useless to watch it now. Back to the cottage, let you see enough! ”

Early in the morning, as soon as Liu Qiu opened his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh again. After struggling for a long time, he finally got up, and even Shi Xiaohu didn't scream, and came to the misty field with a body of morning dew alone.

Childe said that it would be three days at most, but it was already the morning of the fourth day, and he had not yet seen Childe return. He is not worried about the safety of his son, in his eyes, he is afraid that there are few people in this world who can kill his son. What he is worried about now is how to get through today.

Needless to say, in the stockade.

Since Cao Sanmao was deceived into going to the county seat, Wang Yuan and his gang had already looted the cottage, and the gold and silver, especially most of the grain and grass, were transferred out to become the military supplies of the White Lotus Sect. Now what is barely surviving is that every household still has some hidden food, and then mixed with wild vegetables and dried fruits, so that they can be half starved and half full every day.

As for their so-called Gang of Six, to put it mildly, if it weren't for Cao Hongniang's help until now, I'm afraid they would have starved to death. Although she knew that there was still some food hidden in the ground, with those foodies with nearly a hundred mouths, it would not be able to support it for a few days.

Li Hongliang saw Liu Qiu always coming alone, with his head lowered and dodgy eyes, and secretly sighed.

From the three meals a day that Childe said, to two meals a day after Childe left, and then to the current one meal a day. He really couldn't imagine that if this continued for a few more days, the nearly 100 people in front of him would still be able to wait in this venue like him so firmly.

The reason why none of these people have secretly escaped until now is that they relied on the game that Childe had on the day he left, as well as the rare food that was distributed. Alas, when will Childe come back?

The two walked together, looked at each other silently, and then shook their heads silently at each other.

Seeing Liu Qiu, hundreds of pairs of eyes brushed the ground and focused all at once, staring at Liu Qiu was like staring at bowls of white rice and big red meat, and his eyes were glowing green. But soon, all of them turned into a series of complaining eyes, one by one listlessly squatting or standing, where there was still a little bit of the appearance of the son when he was there.

"Master," Li Hongliang hesitated, but still gritted his teeth and asked:

"I don't know how many days Miss Cao can hold up there, can you wait until the son comes back?"

"Don't call me master, Childe hasn't announced anything yet."

Liu Qiu said, a little afraid to look at him and said:

"It's all eaten with these 100 mouths, if only a few of us eat, we won't be afraid for half a year! Alas, three days, at most three days everyone will drink the northwest wind......"