As soon as it was dawn the next day, Zhang Heng got up from the bed, washed up briefly, and came downstairs.

The sheriff arrived while he was having breakfast with Wendy, and he rode a white horse, and with his outfit and the badge on his chest, he looked so handsome that even the innkeeper couldn't help but look at him twice.

"Would you like a cup of coffee? Sheriff. Wendy asked.

"Couldn't be better, dear lady." The sheriff smiled, turned over and dismounted, "I'll send you out of the valley, it's the easiest place to be ambushed, and when you get to the plain, it's much safer, you can go on your own." ”

"You're so sweet."

"If Matthew's daughter has an accident on my turf, then I'm not a sheriff for nothing." The old cowboy nodded at Zhang Heng, handed the reins to the innkeeper, and then walked to the table, "It's a pity that you have to leave so soon, when you find your father, we may be able to hunt together on the way back or something." ”

"I love hunting, and when I was a kid I went to the forest with my dad and watched him hunt hares or something, but he never let me touch a gun." Wendy said.

"He's right, but I think we can make a little exception for him, there's a lot of prey around here." The sheriff winked at the girl.

"Are there wolves and bears?" Wendy asked with interest.

"Haha, that's rare, these beasts have been almost killed by the Indians who lived nearby earlier."

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen a bear yet."

"What's so nice about that kind of thing." The sheriff took his cup of coffee and thanked the landlady who brought it himself.

"I don't know, I just want to see it."

"There will be a chance, there will always be a chance."

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The three of them chatted over breakfast, and the atmosphere was very good, the old cowboy was obviously the kind of person who was very good at setting the mood, according to himself, he had a lot of romantic debts when he was young, he knew what girls Wendy's age liked to hear, and he often had witty remarks.

It even gave Wendy the feeling that it would be better if the old cowboy accompanied her on the road, but the thought only flashed through her mind, as she had said before, her father had been missing for a while, and she couldn't wait that long.

Thinking of this, Wendy said to the old cowboy, "Sheriff, I think we should probably hit the road." ”

The old cowboy patted his head, "Oh sorry, I'm old, and I can't stop chatting all day, I hope it won't bore you." ”

"Why, you're the funniest and humorous person I've ever met, and it's always been a pleasure to talk to you, but we do have something important to do."

"Of course, I'm ready, and we can go now." Old Cowboy Road.

"That couldn't be better."

"I'll be waiting for you outside the door." With that, the sheriff smiled at Wendy again, got up and walked out the door.

The rancher's daughter had finished her breakfast and was about to get up, but the next moment something touched her thigh.

Wendy lowered her head, and when she saw the thing that Zhang Heng handed from under the table, she was stunned.

"Keep it, I hope we won't need it later."

Wendy had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but by the time she took that thing, Zhang Heng had already stood up from his position and said to the old cowboy, "Kentucky Anma?" ”

"No, Snowflake is an Arabian horse." "It's fast, and few horses can catch up with it on the plains." ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to keep learning." Zhang Heng said, his body happened to block Wendy behind the table, and the girl also hid the thing in her clothes as quickly as possible.

The trio then got on their horses and walked out of Glen, and along the way, the old cowboy was still talking and laughing, but Wendy seemed a little absent-minded, thinking about what was on her body.

On the contrary, Zhang Heng took over the conversation, chatted with the old cowboy, and asked the other party about the nearby customs by the way, and the old cowboy also invited Zhang Heng to taste his chewing tobacco.

Zhang Heng followed his instructions, put the tobacco under his jaw and between his teeth, and after a few seconds, a spicy taste spread in his mouth, straight to his throat, despite the mixed spices to cover it, it still made people feel unbearable.

It is said that the reason why chewing tobacco became popular in the United States was also a matter of the pioneer period, because it was difficult for cowboys to light a cigarette on a horse (it was windy and bumpy), so when they wanted to smoke, they put shredded tobacco in their mouths, and as long as they spit out the saliva in their mouths regularly, they could smoke while working, which was convenient and trouble-free.

However, cigarette juice is more irritating to the oral mucosa than cigarettes, and there are not so many places for you to spit in modern society, chewing tobacco has gradually withdrawn from the market.

Zhang Heng tasted the taste and spit out the tobacco.

"It's a pity," said the old cowboy, "that you speak English fluently, and I've heard that you have a good marksmanship, but if you want to mingle in the West, you have to behave more like a Westerner." ”

"I do have a lot to learn." Zhang Heng didn't refute it when he heard this.

"Don't worry. Take it easy. The old cowboy patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

The three of them walked to the entrance of the river valley, saying that it was a river valley but in fact it was tens of thousands of years ago, and now there is no water here, but the rock walls on both sides are still there, and it is indeed an easy place to set up an ambush.

"Let's go." The old cowboy took the lead in the front position, followed by Wendy, and Zhang Heng was behind the rear cushion.

The three of them had barely gone before the old cowboy said to Wendy, "I have to apologize to you." ”

"What apologies?"

"I lied to you before, I can't leave you alone, follow a random stranger on the road to find your father." The old cowboy pulled the reins, stopped the horse, and turned and said, "It's too dangerous." ”

"You stopped me from finding my father, whether it was for my safety or to cover up the truth behind my father's disappearance." Wendy was-for-tat.

"The thing...... It's always complicated. The old cowboy sighed, "Maybe I'll explain it to you again when I have the chance, but for now, you should say goodbye to Mr. Zhang Heng, and then go home, I can promise you, I will help you find your father later, although waiting is sad, but sometimes it is the most effective way to solve things." ”

"Yes, then how are you going to send me home, with all due respect, even if you are twenty years younger, you are not Mr. Zhang Heng's opponent." Wendy said.

"Maybe." The old cowboy didn't argue either, "It's good that I still have a helper." ”

After he finished speaking, two men with rifles appeared from behind the rock walls on both sides.

"It's an honor to introduce you to the deputy sheriff of Glenntown, Joseph, and his brother, Jonathan."