Chapter Ninety-Eight: No Blood

It is obviously unrealistic to want Ziyue to negotiate, and Sister Yang Chan is a kind beauty, so she automatically and spontaneously resisted this important task.

"We're just passing by, passing by unintentionally, without malice."

Travelers? What's that? Ziyue is embarrassed, are they really playing a copy?

But apparently the Orion Mountain Folk understood, and did not believe it, with a less vivid expression, "Are you kidding me?" "Can you get close to the injured tiger?" ”

"This friend of mine is a doctor, so naturally there is a way." Yang Chan borrowed her strength.

But apparently, both women could see that the mountain man seemed to be a little angry.

Very angry.

Angry, but also afraid.

"Why did you let my tiger go?" They instantly understood what the Orion Mountain Folk were afraid of. People who can get close to the beast in their hands, if they don't have hole cards, who will believe it? Especially the two soft girls walking alone in this daring mountain forest, and they also know that this mountain forest is not uninhabited.

The most terrifying thing in the world is not ghosts and gods, not unknowns, but human hearts.

"The tiger is not yet an adult." Yang Chan frowned.

A hint of emptiness flashed on the mountain people's faces, but more numbness: "So what? ”

So what? Even Ziyue knew what was going to happen! The old mountain people all know to follow the rules of the mountains and forests, do not hunt birds and beasts in spring and February, do not kill females with cubs and sucklings, and do not kill underage young animals. In this way, it will last a long time.

And this person is undoubtedly breaking the rules by attacking the tiger cub who has not yet reached adulthood.

"I don't kill tiger cubs, and tigers may not be able to take children." There was no mocking look on the faces of the mountain people, and some of them were all wooden.

They were speechless about this question. In fact, they know in their hearts that the so-called rules are nothing more than the mercy of the strong for the weak. Maybe it's not even pity, it's just raising, raising mountains, raising creatures in the mountains and forests, so that the human race has endless resources to draw from generation to generation, to put it bluntly, it's like raising pigs.

Man is the most powerful race in heaven and earth. Because of strength, there is goodness.

"I don't think you want to think about the question of which is more correct, a tiger eats a tiger?" Yang Chan frowned.

Well? How has the style of painting changed?

"Lose money." The purpose is as simple as that.

Ziyue: ...... Suddenly I felt that so many feelings and feelings just now were the feeling of feeding the dog...... Is my meow Sabi?

"Are you kidding? There has never been such a rule in the mountains. Having said that, Ziyue still heard the meaning of calming things from Yang Chan's voice.

"Then if you let my prey go, shouldn't you be compensated?"

"But there has never been a reason to make us fully responsible!"

"Then you can tell me a price, I can't be blind in this trap."

So, is she just haggling now?

Ziyue's eyes were a little frightened.

As a local tyrant girl who has never lacked money since she was a child, and has only seen the word "counter-offer" in the dictionary, she can't understand why Yang Chan, a dignified fairy, still has such a down-to-earth hobby?

Although Yang Chan's bargaining level is not too high-end, but obviously the system did not expect to encounter the existence of this style of painting, and it was impossible to pick it up after a few words, obviously it was also stuck, and finally Ziyue was dizzy, and finally got a fairly cheap compensation amount, and by the way, she also got an invitation to go to the mountain man's house to replenish supplies.

Ziyue: ......

"We should have enough supplies, right?" You can find food and drink in this mountain, even if it is enough emergency food, and the tent is not a one-time thing, anyway, it is just an extra day, what else is there to replenish? Why follow this stranger who doesn't look like a good person?

"How many contraband do you think this person still has in his house?" Yang Chan quietly nununed her mouth.

Ziyue took a breath of cold air: Are you going to open a chivalrous female branch?

Yang Chan smiled very kindly: If you want to play, play a big one!

The mountain people's homes are not far away, and they are not far away, but in fact, they have walked for half a day, and if it weren't for the fact that one of them was in the same direction as their original destination, this lie might not have come back.

People are social animals, and so are this mountain people, they have a village in the mountains, more than a dozen families gather on the mountainside, looking at the terrain, it should be easy to defend and difficult to attack, in comparison, the life of this hunter should be considered good, and even Ziyue can feel the smell of blood coming out of that room from a long distance.

Obviously, Yang Chan also felt it, and glanced at Ziyue, and there was still eagerness in her eyes.

Why didn't you find this girl so belligerent on weekdays? Ziyue was speechless and could only be dragged away.

"Did you smell it?" Yang Chan wrinkled her nose.

"What do you mean?" Ziyue also felt a little strange, but she wasn't sure if it was a problem with what Yang Chan said.

"The smell of urine." Yang Chan said in a low voice.

Ziyue bowed her head silently. She smelled it too.

Although it is not strange that the hunters in the mountains have a smell, after all, such a family will definitely raise some livestock, but such a heavy smell is not normal, and the general livestock are nothing more than pigs, dogs, chickens, ducks, rabbits, cattle and sheep, etc., this kind of taste is obviously not something that ordinary livestock can transmit.

"It smells like musk."

When Yang Chan heard this, her eyes flashed, and she opened her mouth to ask, "Uncle, do you still have musk in this village?" ”

Orion was a little surprised, but also a little proud: "How do you know? ”

"It smelled out, it smelled of musk."

"Then your nose is really smart." The mountain man laughed twice, as if he had scratched his itch, "What, you guys are also interested?" ”

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to draft water, deer antlers, musk, these are also very representative mountain goods in the mountains. It's not surprising that some people come to collect and others come to buy, it seems that this mountain man has long been used to it.

"Musk is a very valuable medicinal herb, if there is one, of course I want it." Ziyue said her first words.

"Yes, yes, my house has, and the front is there." As soon as the mountain people saw that business had come to their door, their eyes lit up. Zi Yue felt that although this person was not as eloquent as an ordinary businessman, at least his brain was more flexible, perhaps because his family had surplus wealth, so he also had a little less ferocity to beg for a life in the mountains, although he was not simple, but at least a little more cautious, not a good thing or a bad thing.

"Uncle, medicinal herbs are easy to fake." Although Ziyue has never seen it...... But that doesn't prevent her from hearing about it, isn't it?

"What, beware of fakes?" The mountain man laughed twice, "If you're worried, I'll let you see with your own eyes how this thing was taken from the male musk deer." ”

"With your own eyes?" Yang Chan smiled, "That's not good, my sister is timid." ”

"Don't worry, you won't see blood."