A burst of shouts from the bodyguards made the camp suddenly chaotic, several bodyguards had already picked up crossbows and daggers and were about to rush into the forest, and several Taoist monks also took out their magic weapons and prepared to follow.

Among them was Cheng Hecheng, who took out a stick from his backpack and was about to run forward, but was grabbed by Brother Mu.

Cheng Hecheng was stunned and said hurriedly: "Master Mu, the character of the eighth child is not very good, but it is also out together, so you can't see death without saving it--rest assured, I have really practiced!" At this time, Brother Mu smiled at him and said, "No need to go, your friends are joking with everyone."

Cheng Hecheng was stunned for a moment, looked at the bodyguard, and immediately understood a little -- although he was "frightened," Zhou's leather clothes and pants were neat, there were no blood stains or tears, and when he looked at his hands and face, there were no scars, and he seemed to be running "out of breath," but there was not a single bead of sweat on his head, and his eyes were still dripping and rolling from time to time.

Cheng Hecheng angrily threw the throwing stick to the ground and was about to go up to dismantle it, but as soon as he took a step, he saw something suddenly fly out of the forest and fall straight to the center of the camp.

Several models were the closest, and they were startled at first, and then when they looked down, they were even more shocked and screamed.

& Blood! Blood--"

There was really a red whirring mass on the ground, two palm-sized, dripping red liquid on the ground, and a bodyguard stabbed it with a stick, soft, and sniffed it before putting the tip of the stick on the tip of his nose, fishy, it was blood!

People were even more flustered, and just as a few masters were about to come up to take a closer look, a person's laughter suddenly came from the forest, and the laughter was very familiar, it was the eighth child.

The old man swayed out from behind a big tree in the forest, laughing as he walked.

"Ha, why are you so scared--" He walked into the camp and glanced at a few models, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with the starling here, everything can be even--" The eighth kicked the bloody ball on the ground with his toes, "Don't be stunned, go and add firewood to the fire, there is barbecue to eat tonight--this broken forest is poor, it is difficult to hunt a hare, fortunately Lao Tzu is smart enough, otherwise, everyone will have to chew wild vegetables and gnaw bark!" Haha, go, go, the beauties are all moving, setting up the table, preparing the dishes and chopsticks, the wolf has more meat and less meat, and the slow movement has no food -- " He carried another blood-red ball from behind him and threw it on the ground. This group is bigger than the previous one, just fell to the ground, it trembled a few times, the old eight kicked it, the mass of things rolled violently, revealing two rows of white teeth, biting the tip of the old eight's boots, the old eight was startled, just retracted his legs, and saw a big leather boot stepped on the ball of flesh and blood, and the thing twisted a few times and finally didn't move.

>Da, you light -- take your feet away, how can you eat after stepping on them for a while? The eighth scolded at the head of the strong bodyguard who came out of his feet, and spat on it, "Damn, the little thing is quite fierce -- it can live so long after picking off the skin!" The eighth child cursed as he went back to the tent to change his clothes.........

The next division of labor is very clear, the women set the table and chopsticks, the men collect firewood and add fire, and a few bodyguards go to clean and clean up the prey -- in addition to the two balls of flesh and blood, they also shot a few birds, the feathers are fresh and gorgeous, the flowers and colors are different, all of them are very beautiful, but now they are dead, and they can no longer jump and jump with joy, and they can see those monks and Taoists reciting Amitabha Buddha and the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable.........

A colored feather was plucked from the carcass of a bird, and it fell miserably in the air, and before it could reach the ground, it was caught by a palm as white as jade, and gently sandwiched in a book, followed by another feather, and then another ......... Liu Heyao just put away a few feathers from each bird one by one, and then quietly looked at the corpses of those little creatures that had been lost in vain, silently.

& A wool outfit! Jin Jiazi looked at Liu Heyao's expression that seemed to be secretly sad, and cursed in a low voice, "Now that you put on a compassionate and stinky face, why didn't you stop it before?" Why did you go earlier?! ”

&It's not like that--" Cheng Hecheng suddenly said next to him.

&Isn't it? You are not a good bird, and you don't give me a sloppy eye on the side--" Jin Jiazi glared at Cheng Hecheng and scolded: "You said that you scum, you beat one or two pheasants and hares, and you can just get over your hand addiction and relieve your mouth addiction, why don't you let go of any birds and beasts, those birds have a strange coat color, and they are not ordinary species at first glance, but they were shot to death without hesitation, and those two little beasts, no matter how bad they are, they are still two lives, and they are skinned alive -- you see, they are roasted on the fire, and they are still moving. How can you get down and open your mouth?! The more Jin Jiazi spoke, the more angry she became, and her voice gradually became louder. A few people next to him heard it very clearly -- they were already not very comfortable in their hearts, and some of them could not bear it, and they were very hesitant to go to the table or not, but when they heard Jin Jiazi's words, they immediately felt that everything was reasonable, and they immediately made up their minds -- this was good, and a few people hid back in the tent and secretly nibbled on bread.

"Master Jin, have you misunderstood us--" Cheng Hecheng looked aggrieved, "Actually, we really did what you said before, every time we just beat some pheasants and rabbits, and occasionally made snake soup, the strictest is that we have beaten a robe and hunted a bobcat, but at most this is the end, as for those who always say that they want to fight wolves and cheetahs, it is mostly nonsense -- where to find it, besides, even if we really find it, it is estimated that we will be scared to the point -- so, today's Lao Ba Lane is also the first time we have seen it." Otherwise, everyone would have dispersed the fire a long time ago -- I was the first to come out to oppose it, and I could accept the wild chickens, ducks, fish, and rabbits, but I was so cruel as now, I resisted from the bottom of my heart! ”

>> Nicely, why do I still feel that you are so hypocritical -- you see, isn't that eldest lady surnamed Liu still collecting feathers, what else can she do? It must be used as a collection of specimens, as a capital to show off to others in the future, hmph, you like to talk about ugly things in a high-sounding manner, and beautify and praise wrong things--" Jin Jiazi said disdainfully............