"Father......" The son turned his head, although he didn't say the following words, but the look on his face had already shown his tendency very obviously.

"This ......"

The two exemplary serfs were placed in front of them, and the living evidence was very convincing, and even the content of Wu Qingchen's previous claims suddenly became much more credible.

However, for no specific reason, there is always a faint uneasiness lingering in the hearts of the old thieves.

"Let's wait." After a long hesitation, my father shook his head slowly.

"Why?" The son frowned deeply: "This priest, did you think of the current situation when you went out, and deliberately brought two pretending serfs to deceive us?" ”

"Serfs are real." My father said it wasn't for that: "But I always felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" The son immediately asked, "Lautoka, and Uncle Cobb, aren't they all okay?" ”

"What do you mean to be good? Is it okay if you don't get killed right away? Huelva couldn't say anything specific about "something was wrong", but, if there was a reason, the arrested companion was covered in a blanket: "Didn't you see Lautoka on them?" What have they become? I don't know how long I was tormented by throwing it into the water. ”

"Just soak in the water......," the son said incomprehensibly, "what's the big deal...... The priest always slaps his nose, perhaps...... Don't like the smell of them very much? ”

"Maybe? Do you have the final say what the priest thinks? My father speculated with the worst malice: "Maybe it's going to be cleaned up sooner, so that it will be more convenient when the meat is boiled and eaten!?" ”

Although he knew that this possibility was extremely low, his son couldn't help but shudder.

While the father and son were discussing, Yamashita made a new move.

Looking up at the forest, the priest pondered for a moment, then ordered the soldiers to split up, and soon gathered many shrubs, twigs, and leaves.

Let the soldiers pile up these things, the priest went farther away, and with a few more commands, one soldier walked over, and after fiddling with it for a while, the flames flared.

"What is this for?" The son looked at the sky: "Light a bonfire so early?" ”

As soon as the son had finished speaking, two other soldiers stepped forward and lifted a large canopy of branches that had just been immersed in the stream and pressed them against the flames.

In an instant, a thick wisp of green smoke rose straight into the sky.

Having lived in a group of thieves for two years, father and son certainly knew how to connect from a distance.

The question is......

"This ...... Who is this called? ”

"And the soldiers haven't arrived? How many people did this old man bring? ”

After a few minutes, the two of them knew the true purpose of lighting the green cigarette.

Under the mountain forest, in addition to the temptations of "food", "rest", "shelter", and "beans", a new entry has been added to the shouts of the three captured companions:

"Poor man on the hill, if you can't tell the direction of the sound, look up, we're in the smoke......"

"Poor man on the mountain, if you are hurt, shout loudly and we will come to you......"

"If you don't speak, or if it's too far, push a few rocks, or shake the trees around you, and we'll come to you......"

"This ......" The priest was so thoughtful and thoughtful, and his son was moved again: "Father, just to find a few people to torture, you don't need to spend so much effort, right?" ”

"Who knows? If you don't do something weird, is that still called a master? "It is strange that the more the priests below do, the better they do, the stronger the vague uneasiness in my father's heart becomes.

The captives shouted and drank again and again, and as time passed, the priest added several new promises, either himself or the dogs, but the direction of the mountains and forests remained quiet.

In this way, the sun slowly set, and the priest sat down and stood up, and the interval between sitting and standing up became shorter and shorter, and the pace of pacing back and forth became faster and faster.

Suddenly, Ann and Huelva saw that the priest had walked up to his captured companion again.

As on the previous occasions, the captives quickly added the following words:

"Poor man, come down, it's getting dark, and it's going to be even harder to walk later!"

"The wolves and bears are about to come out, and they don't have as good words as we do......"

"Come down, we have a lot of people here, and we have weapons ......"

"Behold, the fire is kindled......

"Father......" Ann tilted her head again: "They're all true." ”

"If you know it's true, then you can leave!" Huelva also seized the opportunity to persuade his son: "Go to the top of the mountain, do you remember the big rocks you saw when you came here yesterday?" Look for it, there is a nice place to spend the night nearby. ”

The son was silent.

The sky gradually began to darken.

The three soldiers walked up to the priest, and after a few words, the priest nodded, and the soldiers immediately began to get busy.

Clear the floor, pile up firewood, and light another fire......

Bring the stream water, set up the pot, and prepare the ingredients......

"They're going to cook......"

Coo-goo-goo......

Seeing that everyone was busy and hungry for a full day, the stomachs of father and son made the strongest protest at the same time.

Swallowing his saliva and closing his mouth tightly, the two continued to look at each other silently:

The fire pit is done, the diving is boiled, the cabbage is cleaned, the beans are cleaned, the chickens are ......

Chicken!

"Juggernaut!"

The priest took his own hands, knife in hand, and lifted a struggling hen to the stream, and when he turned back, he had a few more pieces of processed chicken in his hand.

Staying in the forest, without the strict laws of the territory, the thieves certainly won't be polite to the animals.

Despite the lack of tools and the skill to hunt, the thieves were able to occasionally catch a few unlucky prey during their long survival.

Son Ann and father Huelva, both of whom have opened meat, the fat greasy smell and the sweet smell of blood are deeply engraved in the hearts of the two.

Because they had already tasted the delicious taste of "meat", when they saw the priest chop the chicken piece by piece and throw it into the pot, even from a long distance, the two of them seemed to smell the strong fragrance in their memory.

Father and son's throats squirmed so hard that they could swallow the saliva that was rapidly secreting from their mouths.

The priest was very fast, using the other side of the fire and pot while cooking the chicken in one side of the fire, while starting to process the cabbage prepared by the soldiers.

Twenty minutes later, the chicken and cabbage were fished into the clay pot.

Changing to new hot water, the priest began to cook the beans and the paste at the same time.

After another ten minutes, all four clay pots were filled with steaming food.

The soldiers had already brought in the stones, put together a few planks and put them together to form a dining table—these damn bastards even carried the dining table with them—and each of them had wooden bowls in front of them.

The meal was divided.

The soldier, who had always followed closely beside the priest, stood up, took the spoon, and divided most of the chicken among the priests, and some for himself, and for the other man next to him; The beans were distributed to the lord and all the soldiers except the serfs; The cabbage and mush were distributed to all the attachés, including the serfs.

"Tsk...... There's meat, there's beans. Ann licked her lips and looked at the full wooden bowls in front of everyone with great envy: "Even serfs have two wooden bowls. ”

"What does that have to do with us?" Huelva duly reminded his son: "Look, it's been an afternoon, and Lautoka doesn't have to stand far away." ”

Yes.

When the meal was divided, Lautoka walked away in a playful manner, stood at a distance, tried not to look in the direction of the dining table, and drank a few sips of cold water from time to time to quench the hunger.

Probably because they had not traveled or done much work all day, the priest and his attachés ate very slowly, and they suffered for a while from the onlookers and the thieves on the mountain.

After more than half an hour had passed, the priest who had the most food and the slowest speed in front of him finally slowly put down the wooden bowl in his hand.

Stroking his belly, the priest stood up and beckoned to the three captives in the distance.

"Could it be ......" Ann's eyes widened.

"That's right, that's the trick!" The old thief wanted to show his disdain, but the saliva at the corner of his mouth overflowed suddenly, "Divide the wooden bowls, divide the plates, flush the water and drink it, you can deceive the stomach." ”

"Are you really going to divide the bowls?" Ann's saliva couldn't be controlled: "What kind of water are you flushing?" Lick it directly! The priest ate so sloppily, there must have been a lot of oil in the bowl...... There may be okara in the bowl next to it, too! ”

"Hmph...... The two most trusted soldiers next to them, their bowls are certainly not bad. Tsk, what a life, I've never been hungry in my life, right...... I didn't even lick a wooden bowl, and I cheapened Lautoka for nothing. Obviously, although he couldn't see the specific situation clearly, he was always keeping an eye on the process of everyone eating, and the value distribution of the many wooden bowls on the dinner table, Huelva was clear in his heart: "Look, the wooden bowls of the other soldiers must be much cleaner, they have basically licked twice, and they should only be able to flush...... Well, the last two are definitely real serfs who didn't run away, and their wooden bowls have already been flushed by themselves several times. ”

While the father and son were talking, the three captives had already walked up to the priest.

Next, the priest asked the three of them to close their palms, then scooped a few spoonfuls of water and rinsed their arms several times.

"What is this for?"

The next moment, under the strange and inquiring gaze of the thief on the mountain, and the inexplicable gaze of the captive under the mountain, the priest's spoon reached into the clay pot next to the kettle, and when it was taken out again, a spoonful of paste was poured into the palm of the captive standing at the front, folded together.

Holding the mush, the captives standing in front of them, did not dare to move their hands, their whole bodies trembled violently, and the captives standing behind immediately knelt on the ground, whether standing or kneeling, and the three poor people, who had been calling for an afternoon, shed tears at the same time.

"Juggernaut!"

When the captives trembled and wept, in the mountains and forests, the father and son also let out irrepressible exclamations at the same time.

After quickly eating the paste in his hand, licking every finger clean, borrowing a wooden spoon, scooping up cold water, flushing the whole palm of his hand and sucking it several times, without anyone urging, the three captives picked up the parchment rolled into a cylinder again and rushed to the vicinity of the mountain forest.

"Poor people on the mountain, friends, come down quickly!"

"You saw it, you saw it, did you? The lord gave me food! ”

"Slimy! A whole handful of mush was given to us to eat! ”

"Come down!"

Due to the lack of a unified plan, the voices of the three captured companions were much more chaotic, but because the volume of the three of them was far greater than when they called in the afternoon, and far more than the middle air when they called in the afternoon, the thieves on the mountain could still hear it clearly.

"Father, let's go down quickly!" The son proposed again, this time, Ann's voice was not loud, but it was full of determination.

But ...... still couldn't find the reason for the uneasiness in his heart, and Huelva couldn't make up his mind: "I want to think, let me think." ”

"What else do you want?" The son didn't care about Xingzang at all, and stood up and shouted, "Are you afraid that the priest will cut the meat and cook it?" So what's the deal with Lautoka's mush? Do you salt meat in advance? Do you put so much salt in your cooking? ”

"Don't mess around! Don't panic! Huelva pulled his son down and covered his mouth: "The more this time, the more careful you have to think about it!" ”

"Hurry!" Looking down the mountain, his son was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "There may be still paste in the clay pot!" ”

"It's gone!" When it came to food, my father saw it very clearly: "When I finally gave it to Bante, the clay pot was almost upside down, and it took me several times to make up a handful." ”

"That can also be flushed! Even if we are not allowed to flush the clay pot, we can still hurry down and divide the priest's bowl! ”

"I know, I know! Didn't you see that the rest of the place didn't move? You think it's just the two of us? The priest below is calling, lighting a cigarette, and cooking...... I'm sure I've already brought the rest of my companions here! The other companions didn't move, there must be a problem! ”

"What's the problem?"

"Wait, you wait, let me think about it!"

"Hurry!" Staring at the direction of the mountain, or rather, at the priest's wooden bowl, Ann's eyes longed to give birth to two hands.

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