A delicious barbecue, not a pleasant meal. The villager with a sparrow in his hand said to the soldiers: "Brother Bing, eat slowly, and I will go home." ”

The soldier ate a few bites of hot snake meat and said, "I can't give it away." ”

As the soldier spoke, the two villagers had turned their backs to them and left.

The two villagers gradually drifted away, and there was no one around, and the soldiers were eating meat.

The horse was gnawing on the grass, slowly, not in a hurry. It watched the soldier eat like it, but it didn't know what was going on in its mind.

The red coals had lost their brightness, and the grayish soot was eating them.

The soldier had eaten most of the snake's meat. He looked into the woods, wondering if the village master had returned. He licked his fingers and picked up the sparrow to eat. He looked at the dagger stuck in the ground and said, "That villager forgot to take the knife." ”

He looked in the direction of the villager's departure, wondering if the villager would remember his knife.

The soldier would not ride a horse and chase the villager and give him the sword.

The soldier ate the sparrows and said to himself: "When I eat barbecue, shall I go back to the south gate of the village, or will I go to the village master?" ”

The soldier said: "This village master didn't say a word when he left, how can I be good?" ”

The soldier can't, he has a plan. First gnaw on sparrows and eat snake meat here, waiting for the village owner. If the village owner does not return, he will talk about it after eating the barbecue.

Without saying a word, the soldier ate the barbecue, and the village owner did not return.

The soldier stood not far from the shelf with his hands on his waist, looking in the direction of the village master as he left.

In order to save the horses, the village owner and the female shopkeeper had dug up the mouth of the pit a place the size of a table.

The front of the stick was broken again, and the village lord looked at his hands, and there were a few more big bubbles on both hands. The village lord threw the stick and shouted, "Don't do it, I am the head of a village, when have I suffered so much?" ”

The village owner left the pit and squatted down.

The village owner said, "Don't do it, you can do it." The village lord said, looking at his palms. The blistering area is painful and itchy.

The female shopkeeper's hands were also blistered, and she only cared about digging into the pit, ignoring her own hands. She looked at the village lord and asked, "You said okay, help me save the horses?" ”

The village lord said: "Two sticks, when do you have to dig them?" I will let the horse stay in the pit for the night, and tomorrow I will have someone bring a spade, and with half a pillar of incense, I will be able to rescue the horse. ”

The female shopkeeper was holding a stick, and she was sweating profusely, and she said: "This place is far away from the village, if you are attacked by tigers and wolves, won't my horse become a meal on the plate?" ”

The female shopkeeper said: "If the village master has a heart, he will go and call someone now to save my horses." ”

"Go now?"

The village lord said: "You stay here, I'll call someone?" ”

The female shopkeeper replied: "The village owner went to call people, and the people's daughter stayed here." ”

The village owner said in his heart, it can only be like this, the village owner rides back with her, which is easy to cause misunderstanding. The village owner said: "I squatted here to sweat first, and it is easy to get sick when riding a horse is windy." ”

The village owner said wait, but the female shopkeeper had no choice but to rely on him.

The shopkeeper was so tired that she was sweating and her hands were blistering, but she was still digging in the dirt to save her horses.

When the village lord saw this, he said, "You can also squat here and rest, and I will ride a horse and call someone to go in a while." ”

When the female shopkeeper heard this, she looked at the village owner with strange eyes, and her expression was also very strange. She took the stick, looked at the village owner for a moment, then turned back and continued digging for her dirt.

"What's there?" The village lord muttered.

After squatting for a while, the village lord stood up. said: "The shopkeeper is here, I'll go." ”

The village lord walked slowly towards his horse.

The female shopkeeper dug in the dirt, looked at the village owner, and reluctantly said, "Trouble the village owner." ”

The village owner's hands are soaked, and the two horse reins have been untied by the female shopkeeper, and the village owner's horse rope has been returned, and his own horse rope has been put away. The horse was tied to a tree, and the village lord untied the rope. He blistered his hands and pedaled his feet, and put the saddle up and on the horse, so much so that he screamed twice in pain.

The village lord got on his horse and looked at his hands, endured the pain, drew his whip, and grabbed the reins of the horse. He said, "You save the horses first, and I'll go and call someone." ”

The shopkeeper immediately asked, "Do you remember the way you got here?" ”

The village lord said, "When I come back, I should be able to find you." ”

The shopkeeper pointed out, "There is a forest road in the west, you follow that road and go back." ”

The village lord looked at it and asked, "How wide is that road?" ”

The female shopkeeper replied: "It's a small road." ”

The village lord said: "There are many paths in this forest, how will I recognize the path when I come back?" ”

The female shopkeeper replied: "The village owner is such a big person, can't he even remember the road?" The female shopkeeper said: "If you don't remember, you can remember a rough idea, you can call when the village master comes, and I will call you when I hear it." ”

The village master remembered that he could probably remember, and he replied: "You save your horse here first, and the village master will go too." ”

"Drive." The village lord shook the reins of his horse and waved his whip to move the horse forward.

The village owner left, and the female shopkeeper was alone digging in the dirt. Sweating profusely, she looked at the horse and said to the horse, "Don't worry, I won't leave you behind and go to make dinner for the tiger wolf." ”

Although the horse did not know the human language, he also knew the meaning of his master, and the master went out and did not leave, but was saving himself, and he snorted twice at his master, as if thanking his master.

The female shopkeeper doesn't want to think about it, even if she is here, the tiger and wolf are coming, what can she do? Not only will they not be able to save the horse, but they will also put themselves in it.

There is a forest road near here, and there is a forest road, and people often walk on it. When people leave, beasts such as tigers and wolves rarely come here. There are also incidents of tigers and wolves eating people. Orions hunt and kill many more beasts such as tigers and wolves than tigers and wolves. Orions hunt wild beasts such as tigers and wolves and sell their furs, bones, and meat. Those that could be used as traditional Chinese medicine were sold to hospitals, and precious furs were sold to towns and cities. The meat is sold wholesale to those who set up stalls to sell game, or they sell it themselves.

The one who did the trap here is either unstepped on before, or a novice.

If the tiger and wolf smell the smell of meat, the female shopkeeper is afraid that it will be more than lucky.

The forest is lonely, and there is only one female shopkeeper. But put aside the people and listen, this forest is still very lively. The wind blows the trees, and the birds chirp on the branches. Insects crawl on leaves, squirrels jump on branches.

Listen carefully, feel carefully, the forest is full of life.

The female shopkeeper was digging the soil alone, and the newborn bubbles on her hands had been worn out by her. She only digs and doesn't pay attention to her hands. It's just work, and there's a blister on your hands.

The female shopkeeper dug the soil, wiped the sweat from her brow, she looked around the forest, she was alone here, she looked at the forest and looked cautious.

Monsters and beasts are all dangerous to her, and even people with bad intentions.

The shopkeeper thought of this. She held the stick and looked cautiously into the surrounding woods.

She is not riding a horse, but if she is riding a horse, and there is a horse galloping, she is not afraid. How can such a two-legged person outrun a beast or a monster on his own two legs? It can only be a lamb in their mouths.

Wooden stick, the female shopkeeper held the wooden stick, and the wooden stick gave her some courage.

She said: "Don't be afraid, there are traces left by people around here, and there are paths, and beasts or anything should not come." ”10