Covering his face with his hands, lying on his side facing the wall, sleeping on the dry pyre, Yun Xiaotian tried hard to cover his ears, tossing and turning.

Even if the wooden door is closed, the light from outside can always find a crack and sneak into the house.

Slightly annoyed, Yun Xiaotian sat up and looked at the ugly girl sleeping below.

She actually snores.

Yun Xiaotian stared at her undulating chest, helplessly listening to her heavy snort that made people anxious.

Last night, he didn't sleep well.

Yun Xiaotian didn't have the idea of confronting her.

In his opinion, this ugly girl with a strange temperament would definitely not admit it, and even if she did, it would be equally useless.

He turned down the pyre, carefully opened the small wooden door of the firewood room, and began to prepare for the next departure to Huangdu City.

It's a very remote village, and there aren't many metal products except for farm tools.

Unable to find a suitable thing, as a weapon, he could only make a wooden bow out of snake tendons and rattan, which was better than nothing.

A few hardwood arrows were made of feathered arrows, and the most threatening thing was that their edges were quenched.

Ever since he got the news that he would soon be able to go to Huangdu City, he ventured into the dangerous forest, found some acacia bellflowers, rubbed some poisonous juice from it with an arrowhead, and carefully wrapped it in strips of cloth.

At this time, both the bow and the arrow were carried behind him.

Originally, he also wanted to take away a firewood knife.

But I've already broken someone's handful, and now I'm sneaking it away, which seems a little unkind.

After thinking about it, in the end, he gave up.

I had to use a wood knife to find the best old vine in that forest and sharpen a wooden spear.

He wasn't good at using a spear.

It's just that wooden knives and swords, unless special wood is used, are too fragile and useless at all.

You can only settle for the next best thing, and a wooden gun is the best choice.

Wait for Yun Xiaotian to pack up his things and make enough preparations for departure.

The ugly girl in Yun Xiaotian's eyes, who was named Ai Bingtai under the pseudonym Qingxin at this time, walked out of the firewood room slowly.

At her waist, there was a cattle killing knife pinned from nowhere, the cold blade flashed, and in the brilliant morning light, it was dazzling and bright.

Ignoring Yun Xiaotian's slightly envious eyes, he walked briskly towards the well in the forest.

The village chief's house, on the table of the eight immortals, a few plates of pickles, and a large bowl of white porridge.

Ai Bingtai and Yun Xiaotian scrambled to eat.

In the past few days, the two of them, hungry and full, have no reason to let go of such a good opportunity.

They were not polite to the village chief, and carefully calculated that these plates of pickles were enough for them to drink a few bowls of porridge.

It wasn't until the pickles on the table were eaten that the two of them were reluctant to put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands.

Yun Xiaotian burped and exhaled a breath of belly, which was full of the taste of white porridge.

provoked Ai Bingtai and rolled his eyes.

The kind-hearted village chief Huang didn't care, he was very elderly, and he kept smiling and looking at them.

After the table was served, the white porridge in the bowl was eaten, and he did not touch it again.

He also didn't expect them to be such scoundrels.

The three of them tacitly agreed that when they arrived in Huangdu City, it was estimated that they would never see each other again.

There's no need to worry about it now.

It's just that Yun Xiaotian and Ai Bingtai's eating appearance is too exaggerated.

How did he know that in the past few days, the competition between the two of them has become more and more intense.

Whoever is a little slower will go hungry at night.

Yun Xiaotian gradually became less polite to the ugly girl.

If she is polite, then she will have to inch in and kick her nose and eyes.

That meal every night is their daily must-have battlefield.

Whoever eats more will be the winner today.

The next day, you can raise your head and chest all day, raise your eyebrows, and look down at each other.

Yun Xiaotian and Ai Bingtai are both the kind of people who are very strong in their bones, so naturally no one will lose to anyone.

Besides, Yun Xiaotian never cared about his appearance.

And Ai Bingtai, since accepting his current reality, has long since let himself go.

What's more, can face be eaten as a meal? Is being able to eat more important than being full?

Of course, it can't be.

At the village chief's house, I waited for a long time.

The people who set off together this time arrived one after another.

Village Chief Huang took the lead, the bearded man, and the young man who found Ai Bingtai that day and the man who was slightly blessed, as well as three male villagers with children, plus Yun Xiaotian and Ai Bingtai.

There were nine adults and three children.

Three children, two boys and one girl.

The girls were older, four or five years old.

Two boys, one can only be held in his hand, just a few months; The other is two or three years old, and he has just learned to walk, and he has to be held in his hand from time to time.

Two boys, ignorant, lay quietly in their father's arms.

The girl's eyes were red, apparently crying, and a small hand grabbed her father's trouser legs.

Seeing this, Yun Xiaotian and Ai Bingtai didn't quite know what was going on.

They don't have much contact with the people in Tulin Village, and until now, they don't know about the envoy of Huangdu City.

I don't know, these three children, this time, are the children in their village.

They didn't ask much.

Since coming to Tulin Village, they have not been too familiar with the people in the village from beginning to end.

The matter of Tulin Village had little to do with them, they just followed them to Huangdu City along the way.

More is better than less.

Whether it is Yun Xiaotian or Ai Bingtai, the impression of the villagers here is not very good.

Ai Bingtai, who was kicked out of his home, is not pleasing to anyone here.

Just want to get out of here quickly.

Yun Xiaotian found that the folk customs here are not simple at all, greedy for money and profit.

Tulin Village, a small village, has a very complex relationship with each other.

One night, I came back from a small river outside the village.

As soon as he was accidental, he saw a village woman, carrying her husband behind her back, cheating outside, hiding in the haystack outside the village, and doing unscrupulous things.

As soon as there was a big movement, he happened to hear it when he returned late, and he was slightly startled, and when he looked around, he saw them faintly.

And he had no choice but to pretend not to see it, and slipped back into the village with a brisk pace.

I didn't dare to tell others, and when I met those two villagers, I was even more embarrassed, and I only hated that my memory was too good to forget it earlier.

The most important thing is that because his five senses are too sharp, he has discovered this kind of thing more than once.

It can only be said that maybe this is the case with the folk customs here, and everyone knows it.

But Yun Xiaotian was very annoying and wanted to leave here early.

As soon as the people were together, they immediately left Tulin Village.

Follow the creek and head deep into the desert.

The three villagers with small children, holding their children, sat on the backs of sand hunchbacks.

The rest of the people could only walk underneath, not daring to waste the strength of the sand camels.

In the vast desert, every cent of resources and strength can only be saved, which is the iron rule here for a long time.

Those who disobeyed it had long since turned into white bones and were buried by quicksand.