In the words of Feng Nian Nian, the festival is nothing more than an excuse for people to eat and drink for themselves. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is really greedy, even a little snow in the sky can hold a winter festival.

He said this with some viciousness, because for the hunter winter meant a decrease in prey, and the family of two had to live on a year's savings like an animal in the woods.

Indeed, except for a small number of people who gathered around the protagonist Harder to greet each other, most of them were feasting on the food in front of them, chewing food and talking to the people around them. The village was too small for there to be a clear distinction between dignity and inferiority, and the dragon man village chief was also enjoying dessert and chilled fruit wine at an ordinary long table.

After spending a short time by Hard's side, Feng Dust began to get bored. The villagers either surrounded the hero and talked about the outside world, and the roasted deer leg they cut for him was almost cold, and Harder didn't have a chance to eat a bite.

Seeing that Harder didn't have time to take care of himself for the time being, Feng Dust squeezed through the crowd, intending to walk around the banquet to see what was fun.

The kitchen was set up in a semi-permanent house of wood and grass that leaned on the old blue pine, and the girls came and went, feeding the outsiders. He circled around the fragrant kitchen for half a time, and suddenly saw two sneaky figures crouching under the side window, constantly poking their heads into the kitchen, as if digging for something.

"See that bottle...... No, it's a smaller can, and the big one is vinegar! Hayi commanded softly, he was too fat and his arms were short, and he couldn't reach the wine on the table when he reached through the window, and he was now commanding the taller and thinner Lu Xiu.

"And the jar next to it, yes, the one with the red cloth strip wrapped around it!" After a while, the tall man withdrew his head and hands from the kitchen, grasping two clay jars in each hand.

"Hey! What to steal! Take it out! Feng Chen scolded from behind.

As soon as they heard the shout, the two of them panicked and wanted to run, but the short and fat Hai Yi did not forget to snatch a jar of fruit wine from the big Lu Xiu.

"Don't run! Up for grabs! Feng Chen took two steps forward and grabbed a person's back with one hand.

"Hey, dust boy, can't you just be so surprised?" As soon as he saw him, Lu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and the three of them picked a tree root with a person on their backs and sat down.

"It's wine." The fat man showed off, and his little nose twitched a few times on the edge of the sealing mud, "My mother didn't let me drink it, so I grabbed Lu Dama and got these two bottles, I originally wanted to take you with me, but at the beginning of the festival, you disappeared." ”

Hai's mother, who was able to make the best dessert in the village, was probably too busy in the kitchen to pay attention to the playful children, so he took a break and made some small moves outside the kitchen.

"Da Ma" is Lu Xiu's nickname, he is almost the tallest of the teenagers in the whole village, Lu Xiu is not surnamed Lu, in fact, he doesn't know what his surname is, the village chief has been fostered in his own house since he picked him up, and gave him a name with the dragon man's naming habits.

The three imps often fool around together, and they go to pick up the cracks in the door of the village chief's bedroom at night. With such an inner ghost as Lu Xiu, he was almost going to succeed that time.

The two bottles of sweet fruit wine changed hands several times in the hands of the three imps, and they were drunk clean. The little fat man licked his lips, still a little unsatisfied, "I'm not wrong, wine is a good thing, and those adults just don't let us drink it." ”

"It doesn't taste good." Lu Xiu frowned, "This is not the taste of wine at all, it is almost the same as a juice." ”

The fruit wine in Xuelin Village is by no means difficult to drink, but luscious and mellow, with the aroma of Xuelin's special fruits, although it is a little too low compared to the real spirits, but it is definitely a good drink that can be taken in the village, but at this time, Lu Xiu, who is not good at words, simply shook his head, as if in his eyes, these two bottles of wine that he finally brought in were not new.

"Then what do you say real wine tastes like?" Feng Chen asked.

The big man recalled, and softly spat out a word, "Spicy." Then he added, "Enough." ”

The eyes of the two imps couldn't help but light up.

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"One more, one more!" The villagers coaxed, "That wasn't your story at all!" Some drunken villagers raised their glasses and booed in the wind.

Harder had just told the excited people a story about a strange bird in the forest courting a female fire dragon, and the hero who didn't have any storytelling cells blushed slightly when he told the love story, but the villagers didn't buy it, they wanted to hear about the hero's deeds.

I don't know if the fruit wine in this cellar is particularly strong, or the villagers who haven't had a carnival for a long time are particularly excited today, and they don't mean to let go of Hader in the slightest.

The hero's face is a little gloomy, and most of the hunter's work is fought with his life. Every hunter wishes that nothing had happened on this journey before they set out. At this time, the villagers in front of them want to use the stories of themselves and their friends as a pastime after cooking.

"Let's listen to the hero's story!"

Hader looked at the excited crowd, took a sip of wine, and closed his eyes for a long time, "You have to listen to the hero's story, okay, I'll tell you one." ”

He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "A few months ago, we received a commission to drive away monsters, and a hot spring was discovered on a mountain peak in the snow-capped mountains of the Southern Continent, and in order to be able to develop it, we were responsible for relocating the leader of that mountain to another place. It was an ice crushing dragon, nine meters long, as tall as two people, covered in ice thicker than steel armor. Our team of four people found the dragon, wounded it, and rushed to the mountain we were going to, and this is the process of driving the commission. ”

Harder's talk is not wonderful, there are no details and decorative descriptions, but half of the people here have the experience of besieging and killing the wild boar king a few years ago, and the monster that is more than two meters long, and the fur is only thicker than the ordinary wild boar has consumed the energy of half of the villagers, how can the four of them be brave to injure such a huge monster in the ice and snow and drive it away?

"The most troublesome part of driving away the monster is that we have to help him defeat the original owner of the new mountain and help it gain a foothold there, so that it will not go back and hinder the development of the hot springs." Harder explained, "The information we got says that only the White Dog Dragon is active on the mountain of the destination, and even if it is a seriously injured Ice Shattering Dragon, it should not be difficult to defeat the original owner with our assistance. ”

"But there was something wrong with the intelligence that time, and the one who dominated that mountain was the largest group of white dog dragons I had ever seen." Harder took another sip of his wine before he banished the white, pulsing demon out of his mind.

"There are at least ninety of those white dog dragons, or maybe more than a hundred dog dragon tribes. I could see four dragon kings calling the shots. The Ice Shattering Dragons we drove had already been hunted by them before us, and they had fallen to the ground under the care of their leader. There was no joy or sorrow in Hader's tone, and the composure created by the old hunter for many years began to dominate his heart.

"The most powerful thing about the White Dog Dragon is their nerve venom, which can cause a large poisonous mist when mixed with air, which is not harmful, but if the dose is sufficient, it can make any living creature fall asleep quickly, and their hunting method is very simple, that is, to use the number to surround the prey, let them stay in the poisonous miasma they form for a long time, and wait for the prey to sleep and die before calmly slaughtering."

"Under the command of multiple dog dragon kings, the cooperation of the entire clan is extremely efficient, and when we found the first dog dragon, the four of us in the team were already surrounded by this group of beasts."

Under Harder's narration, everyone involved in listening to the story fell into a tense atmosphere.

"Did you rush out with your teammates?" Finally, a young villager couldn't stop asking.

"I was the first to fall asleep." Harder said with some embarrassment.