52_52488The old man drank a lot of wine, and the man was also a sincere person, with rare meat dishes, the two of them could feast and drink cup after cup, what good wine could there be in the countryside at that time? This kind of home-brewed sweet potato dried liquor, drinking is soft, but unfortunately the method of brewing in the village is somewhat deviated, and it is not often drunk at that time, and the food is not enough to eat, who has the leisure to drink more? Therefore, when making wine, I deliberately increase the dose, and I can't wait for a sip of wine to be stuffy, so that I can save some food-00-00-, the latest chapter of the visit wèn:. This is to the mouth is dull and tasteless, but in the stomach it is like a knife burning the stomach, the most important point, I don't feel anything at the time, the backlash is great, you don't care at the time, when you go out and see the wind, you have to fall down immediately!

The man probably drank a lot of soju to strengthen his courage, and the old man naturally drank a lot of soju with him, and he didn't have much rest all day, he was already tired, and after drinking for a while, he didn't feel the wine surging up, but he knew in his heart that he was only afraid that this room would not be stable, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, how could he dare to go to bed lightly. He was about to tell the man to drink less and be careful, but before he could say anything, the man was already drunk. [To read the latest chapters of this book, please search for 800]

The old man was helpless, he had the heart to send people back, the 'yin' wind in this room was rising, cold as an ice cellar, and he was not very relieved to stay alone, so he had to be cheeky and not care about him, but it was too cold in this room, and it was inevitable that he would fall 'hair' when he slept here, and the old man thought about going out to borrow two 'beds' quilts, but as soon as he stood up, he looked at the ground by the light of the oil lamp, and at a glance, he suddenly saw a string of wet footprints on the ground!

The old man's heart trembled, and he immediately felt wrong, although he had gone out in the rain a few times, but it had been half a day, and the footprints had long been dry, and now the feet were dry, where did these footprints come from? Could it be that something has already come in while it is dark? Thinking of this, the old man hurriedly raised his eyes and looked at the 'door' of the room, and the big 'door' was closed tightly, and the 'door' was bolted. There was no sign of opening at all, but when no one noticed, where did the water-stained footprints come from? The old man practiced the "three-character formula", and his ear voice was excellent, so he was silent at this time, calmed down, and listened carefully to the sounds around him. This hearing really found that something was wrong, and the top of his head was all inquired. There was a very faint sound.

The old man pretended to be careless, and the footprints in the house that had not dried up seemed disorganized, and blurry, and he couldn't see the whereabouts of his whereabouts, but the footprints were small and somewhat abnormal, not like human footprints. The old man was also shrewd and pretended to be careless. After walking a few steps, I suddenly looked up, only to see that in the dim oil light, a mottled thing was lying on the beam of the room and peeking down, and the two eyes were faintly shining with cold light, which made people shudder, but the light was dim. I can't see what the hell it is.

The old man was secretly surprised, could it be that the bloody 'stick' mallet in the iron pot had already run away, and he deliberately did not leave, waiting for an opportunity to make trouble here, to deal with himself? When I thought about it, I felt that it was impossible, and I was so well prepared. Wrapped in red ropes, there is an aluminum basin under it, and an iron pot on it, that thing is a great ability, how can it get out? While the old man was thinking, he peeked at the iron pot, which was as good as ever. There is no sign of movement at all, and my heart is even more firm, my guess will never be wrong!

In this case, then this thing is foreign, when the two of them were drinking, they slipped in unconsciously, this house is in tatters, there is something, it is not strange, heavy rain a day and two nights, a beast's nest in the wild' The cave was destroyed, and it was normal to go to the broken house to hide from the rain, but the old man knew in his heart that this thing was silent, eyeing the tiger, but I was afraid that the person who came was not good, although I am not sure, but it was an eventful autumn, and everything was better to start first.

The old man usually lived a day of "licking" blood on the head of the knife, and at this moment he was not "chaotic", the knife was thrown fast and steady, the cold light flashed, and he heard a soft sound of "support", the short knife poked on the wooden beam with a touch of cold light, not into an inch, the old man threw the knife, the figure retreated, grabbed the oil lamp around him, if it was usual, this set of actions was done in one go, and it was not allowed to be sent, no matter what demons and monsters you had, it was difficult to escape the eyes of the law, but unfortunately I drank too much soju today, just like this, the wine surged up, and the body shook, and it slowed down by half a beatBy the time the oil lamp was raised, the room was empty, and nothing could be seen.

The old man secretly regretted it, was complaining that he shouldn't drink so much wine, suddenly heard a meow, a figure flashed, the old man felt a burst of cool air in his heart, this sound sounded like a cat meow, but much louder than the house cat, and there was a very poignant beast roar in the call, which made people shudder, the old man was shocked, the wine woke up a little, turned his head to take a closer look, but saw under the oil lamp, there was a big cat from the darkness leaning out of half of the body, eyes blazing, looking at the iron pot in the house, this thing looks very similar to the cat, However, under a closer look, there are some differences, not only is the body much larger than the average cat, but also there is a long 'hair' on both ears, which looks abnormal and majestic!

The old man gasped, he had been begging for a living in the mountains and forests all the year round, and he had seen a lot of all kinds of wild beasts, and when he looked at this thing carefully, he immediately distinguished, this thing was not a cat, but a famous beast in the forest - the lynx! This thing is not a 'flower' cat that catches mice at home, it has a fierce temperament and extraordinary agility, and ordinary beasts dare not provoke it! The old man saw it in his eyes, and he cried out in his heart: "Oops, so bad, how did you find such a thing?" This house is already unstable, and there is such a thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through today! ”

The old man knew that something was wrong, and he didn't dare to 'mess' move, the flying knife had been thrown out, and it was impossible to get it back, so he had to take out the jujube wood knife that he usually used to dig ginseng, lean down, and be on guard, the lynx was originally silent, but after the old man found out, he didn't panic much, not only that, but he ignored the old man, but he looked at the iron pot with a 'door' mind, and the two cold eyes looked at the iron pot scarelessly, and it seemed that he was leaping 'desire' to try.

The old man screamed bitterly, looking at the situation, this lynx is running for the bloody 'stick' hammer, this is not surprising, ginseng itself is a treasure, blood ginseng is a treasure of treasures, this thing absorbs the heaven and earth 'essence' Hua, the feeling of the beast is more sensitive than that of humans, and it will naturally be perceived. The key is that this lynx is also a pioneer, after a long time, I am afraid that the beasts that have a spiritual 'sex' in the vicinity will be attracted to it, and at that time, not only the treasure is gone, but their own 'meat', more than a hundred catties, is not enough for them to share!.