The bow arm bent and made a small click, and the longbow was almost full by Yulia, and she nodded and said, "Yang, I want it." ”

It's good that you're happy, Yang Jiao accepted the longbow.

The Ashwood tribe was different from the Bend Land, where the farmland was fertile and favored for agriculture, while the Ashwood was rich in berries and honey, so caravans often came to trade, and on this basis, two types of architecture came into being.

Markets and inns.

Everyone was arranged to go to the inn by the hospitable old leader Zhang, which was a two-story house made of logs, which was much more magnificent than Yang Li's leader's shack.

Entering from the main entrance of the inn, the first thing that catches your eye is a long bonfire, which is dug a few inches deep into the ground, and a pit about three meters long and one and a half meters wide is built with stones, and there are red-hot firewood piled up inside, and the flame is half-burned and not burned, which is used for heating.

There is a rack above the bonfire, where meat can be grilled on sticks, or other utensils can be used to cook food, and near dinnertime, the innkeepers are adding firewood to the campfire.

Wooden benches were placed on all three sides of the campfire for people to warm their meals, while the side by the main entrance was empty.

On the wooden bench on the left hand side sat three people, dressed in heavy animal furs, with stone knives stuck in their waists, and several spears leaning against the wall behind them, and in their hands cooked meat wrapped in leaves, on which white flowers were sprinkled with a little salt.

Judging from their sturdy bodies and complete equipment, they should be the hunters of the Greywood Tribe, who are dealing with the meat in their hands at this time, and their hands are greasy, so unhappy.

"Wine!" The hunter in the center, who appeared to be the leader, shouted behind him.

The inn counter was busy, and the boss ordered the servant to fetch the wine, and the servant went to the back shelf, poured two glasses, and then walked out along the wooden floor and delivered the wine in the wooden bowl to the three of them.

The servant walked past Yang Jiao with her waist bent, walking quite slowly, because her hands were not very steady, and in order to prevent the fruit wine in the cup from spilling, she could only slow down her pace as much as possible.

Yang Li found that this woman's age was actually not very old, about early thirties, but her face was wrinkled, the back of her hands was dry and rough like bitter bark, she seemed to have been injured, her back could not be straightened, her cheeks were deep, she looked undernourished, and a trace of pain occasionally flashed between her eyebrows and eyes, and she should still be troubled by old injuries.

Her clothes were rough animal skins with patches on them, so her identity was almost certain - not a free man, but a slave.

The wine was delivered to several hunters, and when the last glass was served, the woman's hand trembled, and the hunter did not catch it, and half of the whole glass was spilled.

"Slut, don't count this glass of wine, go pour another glass." The hunter spat on the woman's façade and commanded with a blank face.

The woman nodded, and was about to turn around to get the wine, when she was stopped by the hunter.

"Wait."

The woman turned around in confusion, only to see the half glass of wine coming to her face, drenching her all over her head.

"Get out."

That's it. Yang Jiao looked at the woman wiping her face and walked towards the back, only to feel that a nameless fire rushed to his heart, you barbarian, I, Yang someone, will let you understand the mystery of eight honors and eight shames today.

Yang Li was about to get up, but saw the door of the hall squeaked open, and a wild boar appeared in view.

Scared, what's going on?

"Bang!" The body of the wild boar was thrown on the ground next to the campfire in the hall, this wild boar weighed about 100 pounds, with black hooves and gray hair, and hideous fangs, although it could not be compared with the ancient creatures that have become extinct in modern times like Iron Mane, but it was still large compared to the size of ordinary wild boars.

Yang Jiao looked at the door again, and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing there, with ape arms and bee waist, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a square nose and mouth, a longbow in his hand, and a quiver full of white feathers behind his back.

It's a good man.

Yang Jiao secretly applauded in his heart, but saw the young man striding forward and shouting at the woman Mom.

"Xue, how did you get here?" The woman was a little flustered, she quickly pulled her wet hair back, and asked in a low voice.

"I heard that the deputy chief of Bai'er is here, so I want to pay the tax, and I will stop by to see you," replied the young man, and after speaking, he came to the meat-eating hunters without being hindered by the woman, and said loudly, "Deputy chief, this is the second wild boar, and there are still two heads missing, right?" ”

Yang Jiao carefully observed the hunter sitting in the middle and found that he looked five points similar to Leader Zhang, looking younger than him, but his physique was not as strong as Leader Zhang, and he should be a brother or something.

Bai Er swallowed the fat in his hand, licked the greasy on his fingers, and nodded, "That's right." ”

The young man dusted off the ashes from the shoulders of the animal skins and smiled conceitedly: "Give me two more weeks, and I can bring you the remaining two, and then my mother will be a free man, right?" ”

Bai Er didn't look at the young man either, and grabbed another piece of meat by himself: "That's right." ”

Yang Li could now be sure that the miscellaneous woman was a slave of Bai Er, the deputy leader of the Gray Wood Clan, and although she was not a free man, she seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with the slave owner, and the boy could restore his mother's freedom as long as he captured four wild boars.

In this way, it is inconvenient for him to seek justice for a woman now, because her son is a blood relative, and he has nothing to do on the premise that he has nothing to do, it seems a little redundant to rise up and uphold justice by himself.

The boy surnamed Xue felt that he was one step closer to his target, and seemed to relax a little, he tightened the belt around his waist, and kissed his mother's forehead before leaving.

Now the boy finally noticed the anomaly.

"Mom, what is this?" The young man's pupils contracted suddenly, and he asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I accidentally spilled the water, Xue, hurry home, it's overcast outside, it seems to be raining." The woman turned her head and wiped it carefully with her sleeve as she diverted the subject.

The boy's nose twitched, he could already smell the wine, and he scanned everyone around the campfire with a leopard-like gaze: "Who did it!" ”

This gaze was so sharp that almost everyone who was swept away didn't dare to look at him, and the people brought by Yang Jiao, plus the passers-by who were drinking in the inn, carefully avoided their gazes. The initiator, the three hunters, pretended to have nothing to do with it, clinking glasses and laughing.

Huya directly ignored the young man's gaze, for the half-breed giant, the young man was still too weak to threaten him at all.

When the young man stared at Yang Li, Yang Li smiled helplessly, hey, young man, you still need to experience.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Yang Jiao stretched out his index finger and pointed at the hunter who had poured the wine on the woman's face before: "It's him." ”

The hunter of the Gray Wood Tribe's face changed greatly, he didn't expect a stranger to dare to provoke on his chassis, this is a private matter in the Gray Wood Tribe, how can outsiders be allowed to interfere, he opened his mouth to scold his mother at the moment, picked up the wooden cup in his hand and threw it towards Yang Li's head.

"Boom!" The wooden cup was still flying in the air, and it was pierced by a flying white feather.

The arrow whizzed forward with the wooden cup, and plunged straight into the wooden wall of the inn hall.

A few inches into the wood, the tail of the arrow still trembled.

The boy had a longbow in his hand and kept shooting arrows.

Yang Li was stunned, and there was just a poem circling in his mind.

Ping Ming looked for the white feather, but he was not in the stone ridge.

There is no better shooter in the world than this.

Huya's half-outstretched hand was retracted, and if the arrow hadn't hit the wooden cup, he should have slapped the cup off with one palm.

The half-blood giant roared and stood up like a mountain, bypassing the campfire to fetch the hunter who threw the cup.

The hunter's companion pulled out the stone knife and tried to stop it, but Huya just waved his hand and grabbed the stone knife, and threw it back, I don't know where it was thrown, he grabbed the collar that blocked the man, and when he twisted it, the man was lifted into the air with a bang, kicked with both feet, and looked down, he had been lifted to the bonfire, so the tail vertebrae were cold, and the crotch was wet, and he peed his pants at that time.

Bai Er is worthy of being the deputy leader and captain of the hunting team, and when he saw the fierceness of the tiger teeth, he didn't fight with him, and picked up the spear and stabbed it.

Huya didn't want to demolish the inn, but it didn't damage the belongings, so he really lacked room to dodge, so he looked at Yang Jiao with an inquiring gaze, which means leader, why don't we do a big deal?

"Huya, come on!" Yulia had just gone upstairs to rest, but now she was finally alarmed by the fight, she appeared on the stairs, carried the giant stone axe of the tiger's teeth, screamed, and threw the axe over.

"Okay." With the tiger tooth stone axe in his hand, it swung like a wheel, and the spear was broken in half with a single smack.

The white-eared tiger's mouth burst out, his hands were full of blood, and he didn't know that he had kicked the iron plate, but this guy was not a reckless person, his face changed, and he grabbed the hunter who threw the cup next to him and pushed it forward.

"Get on your knees!"

The hunter was disposed of by his own leader, did not dare to resist, and lay on the ground with his head bowed.

Yang Jiao also stopped Huya, he wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of this white-eared deputy leader: "So, you are the deputy leader?" ”

The two talked, it turned out that the system of the Gray Wood tribe was slightly different from that of other families, in this settlement, Bai Er was responsible for hunting, while his eldest brother Zhang was responsible for the management and construction of the territory, plus dealing with trade affairs such as caravans.

"You offended me," Yang Jiao thought for a moment, took out the leader's longbow and slapped it on the table in front of him, "I guess you recognize what this is." ”

Bai Er stretched out his hand and touched the bowstring from one end to the other, nodded and said, "That's right, it's my brother's longbow, so you should be a distinguished guest of the Gray Wood Clan, and one of my subordinates tried to attack you, it really deserves death, this person is at your disposal." ”

Yang Jiao frowned slightly, if Bai Er took the blame on himself, then it would naturally be much easier to negotiate the conditions next, but this guy was insidious and cunning, he didn't care about the life or death of his subordinates, and directly pushed all the faults away.

It's brazen.

"It's okay," Yang Jiao removed his hand from his chin and raised his head to stare at Bai Er's eyes, "Then I have a proposal, use your subordinate to exchange this young man named Xue, I don't know what the deputy leader thinks." ”

That's right, Yang Jiao took a fancy to this young man's ability to shoot well, he can do this before his bones have grown, and in time, he will definitely be a shooter like General Li Guang.

Bai Er seemed to have heard the funniest joke, the corners of his mouth were raised on one side, he took a wooden cup, poured a sip of wine, swallowed it with a bang, and asked the young man with a laugh: "Xue, it seems that you are going to have the next master?" I don't know how much the redemption price will be in the future? ”

No, I won't treat him as a slave, Yang Li was about to explain, but he heard the young man coldly refuse: "Outsider, I won't go with you." ”

"Why?" Yang Li hurriedly said, "I just heard that you still owe the white-eared leader two wild boars, right?" I'll help you pay it back! Besides, we need hunters like you in Riverlands right now, and if you come with me, I guarantee you're a pure free man. ”

Xue shook his head: "I appreciate your kindness, but you misunderstood a little - those four wild boars are my mother's ransom price, including myself, and six wild boars and a woolly rhinoceros." ”

Yang Jiao glared at Bai Er, meaning that the price is too high, the woolly rhinoceros, this kind of prehistoric giant beast is not something that a single human can hunt at all.

"It is an oath," explained the boy, "that he can be unkind, that I cannot be unjust, and that perhaps one day in the future, when I am truly free, I will come to you in the Bend." ”

10,000 years is too long, seize the day, Yang Li doesn't want to wait.

"Huya, I have a proposal." Yang Li said with a smile.

"Listen to the Great Chief."

Yang Jiao hung the spear made of a tactical dagger on his back and patted Xue on the shoulder: "Let's go hunting tonight, can you still run?" ”

The young man didn't know what Yang Jiao was going to do, he looked the man known as the big leader up and down, and snorted lightly: "I can't run, unless I can't see with my eyes and I can't shoot with a bow." ”

"Good!"

Yang Li walked to the door of the inn and opened the wooden door, it was dark outside, the cold wind was coming, and it was already raining at night.