The night is like a tide, slowly receding, and the sky will not dawn.

Qianqiu Mountain, Laohuai Village, a rooster crows.

Mu Tu propped himself up sleepily, put on his short sleeves, and reluctantly opened his eyes.

He yawned and found the kerosene lighter at the bedside.

Thumbs on the flint, poof, poof!

A wisp of orange fire burst out of the dimness.

He pulled on his cloth shoes, walked to the stone table in two steps, lit the wick, and the small house suddenly became much brighter.

Turn back and put on your trousers, walk to the door, and put down the wooden bolt.

With the creak of the door opening, a cool breeze blows in the face.

……

There are two trees in front of the wooden house, one is a pomegranate tree and the other is also a pomegranate tree.

Removing his socks from the bamboo poles between the branches of the pomegranate trees, Mu Tu sat directly on the threshold, buttoned his toes a few times, and kicked the socks to lift his shoes.

The torn socks were soaked with dew, and they were a little uncomfortable to wear on the feet.

Listening to the rooster's crowing one after another, he squeezed his toes a few times awkwardly, looked at the half-collapsed east house, and was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing what he remembered

"Wang, Wang......"

When the big black heard the sound, he was lying in the firewood room covered with grass and wood dust, wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue, and rubbing on the wooden butcher very enthusiastically.

"Get out of the way, dead dog."

Mu Tu was afraid that his body would be stained with fleas, so he broke the dog's head vigorously to prevent it from arching into his arms.

Da Hei was older than Mu Tu, at least fifteen or sixteen years old, and when he was young, he went hunting with his father in the mountains, and when he was old, he escorted him.

Usually lonely mountain boars and wild wolves, none of them are big black opponents, and catching rabbits is even more commonplace.

The native dog in the village has not survived it, and in the words of the clan elder, this dog has become a sperm.

Two years after Abba's disappearance, A-Niang died unexpectedly.

Mutu began living at his grandmother's house at the age of seven.

Grandma thought that he had killed A-Niang, and she was very disgusted with his nose and eyes.

As for my grandfather, a few years ago, he was seriously injured in hunting, he was paralyzed, and he was lying in a wheelchair all day, and his grandmother could scare him incontinent with a single look.

The three uncles belong to jackals, and the two concubines are not a good thing, but the aunt is good to him, but he married Huaicheng early and returned to his parents' house for half a year.

After the age of nine, Mu Tu couldn't stand the so-called home anymore, so he took Da Hei back to his parents' house and lived in a side house on the west side.

In the past three years, he has taken Da Hei to beg for a living in the deep mountains and wilderness, no longer have to look at other people's eyes, one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, and he is comfortable living.

Now just over twelve, his height has jumped to more than 1.5 meters.

Due to the wind and sun, his complexion is dark, and he looks like those fourteen or fifteen-year-old half-sized children.

"Da Hei, let's go, go to the mountain."

Carrying a wooden basket containing woven bags, long ropes, water bladders and dry food, a long sharp dagger tied to his calf, and a mountain knife made of black iron in his right hand, Mu Tu shouted at the fence surrounded by wooden bamboo poles.

"Wang, Wang......"

The dog was urinating under the cucumber vine in the small yard, and when he heard the owner's shouting, he quickly shook twice and trotted all the way.

Lowered his body and rubbed the big black dog's head a few times, tied the fence with wire, and looked at the locked bedroom, Mu Tu turned around and stepped on the way into the mountain.

All the way to the west, Da Hei ran ahead to lead the way.

Throwing off the rooster behind him, and crossing the thousand-year-old locust tree at the head of the village, when the sky was white, a man and a dog had already arrived in Yewaifang City.

The city is located at the foot of the mountain on the eastern side of Qianqiu Mountain, and is the only place for four or five nearby villages to reach the Qianqiu Mountains.

Qianqiu Mountain is composed of nearly 1,000 rolling hills, large and small, and has a lot of products.

There are mountain boars, wild wolves, black bears and tigers, and small foxes, hedgehogs, and wild pheasants and mountain rabbits. From time to time, some people still collect the elixir of old ginseng, and the powerful hunters dare to go deep into the mountains to hunt fierce beasts with rich spiritual energy in their flesh and blood.

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the sea to eat the sea, more than seventy percent of the people in the nearby villages are begging for a living in the Qianqiu Mountains.

Women dig medicine and mushrooms in the outer circle, and strong men go into the mountains to mix pigs and hares.

In groups of three or five, or alone, almost all of them have gained.

If you don't starve, you can't get rich.

For hundreds of years, almost unchanged.

However, the merchants in the town come to the market every afternoon to collect mountain goods, pack and monopolize the sale to Huaicheng, and make a lot of money in half a year.

At this time, the vendors were not there, and the market was quite deserted.

There are only a few early risers with big lanterns hanging in front of their doors.

Mu Tu saw the dog screaming in front of the restaurant selling gruel and eggs, so he went directly to sit down and shouted to the proprietress who was busy by the stove: "First give Da Hei ten boiled eggs and a pot of meat porridge." ”

"Okay, Amu, what do you want to eat?"

"I won't order it, I will make a bowl of meat porridge in the big black pot, and bring dry food in the back frame."

The dog who has become a fine man understands human language and understands human language.

Da Hei Chao was moved, whimpering in his mouth, and pounced to lick Mu Tu's face.

Mu Tu hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and kicked it with his foot.

", dead dog, if you dare to lick my face again, I'll stew you tomorrow."

"Woohoo......"

Big Black has his tail between his legs, and his dog face is uncomfortable.

The proprietress came over with boiled eggs and meat porridge and said with a smile: "This is a dog close to you!" ”

Mu Tu glanced at the aggrieved dog, pulled the meat porridge in front of him and explained: "Since I saw the dogs in the village eating feces in the public toilet in winter, I no longer dare to let the dogs lick them casually." ”

"Wang, Wang!"

Dahei angrily scratched him with his paws, as if he was angry that his master compared those dogs who ate to him.

Mu Tu held down the dog's head hard, afraid that it would knock over the boiled eggs and porridge.

"Stop, stop, don't make a fuss, your porridge has arrived."

The audience of Fangshi restaurants is mainly hunters, so there is a special kennel manger.

Da Hei saw that the proprietress really came over with half a pot of meat porridge again, and whimpered twice. But he still refused to be honest, and deliberately stuck the tip of his tail into the meat porridge on the table to stir it.

"Dog, can we not be so vindictive?"

Looking at the few black hairs on the edge of the bowl, Mu Tu was about to collapse, why didn't he burn you to death!

The proprietress smiled and poured the meat porridge on the table into the dog bowl, brushed it clean, and then sent a large bowl of wooden slaughter.

Mu Tu kicked the dog who was lying on the ground licking the porridge, and reached out to take the porridge: "What's so embarrassing?" ”

The proprietress gave him a blank look: "I said I was embarrassed, but my actions were very honest!" ”

Mu Tu sneered, took out the dry food from the wooden basket next to the table, broke it up and put it into the hot porridge.

"Amu, you are a half-sized child who should grow his body, how can you learn from those old ladies who pick up mushrooms every day, they are reluctant to eat and reluctant to eat flowers."

"There's no way, Aunt Wang, who let my grandma not love my uncle, in a few days, I will sign up for the martial arts academy, and I have to save my own tuition!"

"Eh, you're going to sign up for the Qingshi Town Martial Arts Academy?"

Mu Tu peeled off a boiled egg, ate the egg whites himself, and stuffed the yolk into the big black mouth.

"yes, I'm going to try it. Everything is inferior, only Lingwu is high! ”