Waiting is always a tormenting thing, especially for an urgent person like the fat man, who is like a contractor who patrols his construction site from time to time. These people are expressionless one by one, just like decades ago, they all have a small number on their clothes, and they all call each other in this way, no matter how close he is, what he gets is always a cold expression, after a few rounds, the fat man himself feels a little bored, and after returning to the camp, he is too lazy to listen to the profound discussion between Feng Qiyun and Cha Wenbin, those things that are not Taoist are undoubtedly a book of heaven for him, On the contrary, it was the various mud lumps that were scooped up from time to time in the lake that made him even more interested.

Ye Qiu, this man is always silent, he is quiet like an autistic child, everything in this world seems to have nothing to do with him. He lazily leaned against a big tree outside the tent and looked at the green hills in the distance, the rain had finally stopped a little, and he didn't know if it would be a sunny day tomorrow.

"Second brother, I'll ask that Tota Heavenly King to get me some guys, and he will find me a clay gun, I don't think it's as good as this, it's not easy to sleep this night, or let's go and bake two hairy rabbits."

"No, no," Ye Qiu turned around and entered the tent, leaving the fat man alone as if he was bored and had to stay where he was, he was indeed a little bored, and after muttering a few words, he decided to walk alone. It's not that the fat man wants to have fun, but the atmosphere is too depressing, he doesn't like to make himself nervous before the big war, so there is a feeling of degrading himself before he goes out, he likes to be relaxed, he likes to look at everything with a playful mentality, such a person seems to be heartless, but in fact, he will self-regulate and never fall into an inexplicable panic.

The fat man with the clay hammer searched the mountain path for his prey, and a hundred meters away from the tent, he found a medium-sized muntjac in the woods bowing its head and nibbling on its leaves. This is the best prey, the fat man secretly felt a little proud in his heart, today his luck is still good, he quietly leaned against a big tree, raised his gun to aim, and then aimed at the heart of the prey, this kind of work he has always been sure of.

After a crisp gunshot, the muntjac suddenly jumped high, and the fat man cursed secretly: "Shit! Seeing this, the shot missed, and the muntjac jumped and turned around and went into the woods. He was a little lost, looking at the old dragon bell in his hand, he couldn't help but complain about how inappropriate this guy was, he wanted to see how much he deviated, and walked over to see that there was a pinch of hair on the ground and a pool of fresh blood.

A sly smile appeared on his face, "It turned out to be an injury, after all, how can I let go of my marksmanship in a hundred steps?" "But an experienced hunter will never be empty-handed after hitting a muntjac if he is sure that it is injured. This animal has very little guts, once it has blood or is frightened, it will run wildly, and soon it will fall into the lack of oxygen caused by high-speed movement, and it will stand there and not move, not to mention that from the amount of bleeding, the injury is not light, according to the experience of the fat man, it will not run out of five hundred meters at most to find the fat muntjac.

As he walked along the bloodstains, he continued to reload the gunpowder, and it was wet everywhere, and after walking for a while, the fat man felt a little out of breath. This can't be blamed on him, the days in Guanzhong are really too comfortable, he hasn't exercised for a long time after eating and drinking, of course, this physical strength can't keep up, after walking a mountain road, the fat man really saw the muntjac's business, about fifty meters away, it hid under a rock and shivered.

This distance is still too far, and the fat man wants to get a little closer, and he is sure to advance to about thirty meters. One step, two steps, three steps, and suddenly, the birds above his head seemed to have exploded their nests, and all of them fluttered up in the woods, and the muntjac turned its head to look at him, and before the fat man could raise his gun, it jumped and flashed behind the rock, and there was no shadow again.

The fat man likes to be more serious, and the more he runs, the more energetic he becomes, and today he is on the same line with that muntjac. He glanced down at the bottom of the hill, where the tent was still lit with lights, and turned his head to follow the rock. It was a triangular rock, which happened to form a natural bend, and when he looked forward to see that the muntjac had fallen in a clearing not far from him, his legs still trembling slightly.

Sure enough, it's almost as I guessed, and I want to run? There are no doors! The fat man walked over with some joy, this muntjac is a good meal in the evening. Leaning down, the muntjac was still alive, and the fat man was about to draw his knife to end its life, but when he touched its neck with his hand, he found that something was tied to it.

It was a small bell, and it was already rusty, not much bigger than a thumb nail, and the fat man was curious, could it be that this muntjac was still raised? There is a small hole above the bell, the hole is passed by a dark red thread that has long been blackened, only some places still have the original color, the fat man carefully identified the copper bell, and found that it is a six-sided shape, and the front is also engraved with patterns, these patterns look a little familiar, he simply picked up the muntjac that had been injured and walked down the mountain.

Inside the tent, Cha Wenbin watched Feng Qiyun bandage the muntjac with a gloomy face, the fat man lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, Cha Wenbin paced back and forth, looking at his expression, the fat man estimated that he couldn't run away after being scolded this time.

"How long has it been, and you still have the heart to go hunting?" Cha Wenbin sighed and said: "That's it, it's really a person who can't grow up, when it hurts, you can let it go, you can't see blood on your hands before leaving, we are doing something that loses our heads, and it is always not wrong to accumulate more virtue." ”

"I can't die, this shot is not allowed to only hit the hind leg," the fat man defended: "Cha Ye, as far as I know, this thing is wild and untamable and difficult to feed, and this copper bell looks a little old, you see that this pattern and the text on the copper plate inscription in Jia Daoshi's hand seem to be from the same kind, I concluded that there was some article here to bring it back." ”

"I guess the child of which family picked it up and hung it up." Feng Qiyun carefully took off the copper bell and handed it to Cha Wenbin and said: "Look at this appearance is an antiquity, doesn't it mean that there is no one living in this place for dozens of miles?" Thinking it might have come from somewhere else, it almost served our sharpshooters as a snack. ”

Cha Wenbin played with the small copper bell, this thing is still a little heavy, and he looked at the inside of the bell without colliding ears, and it won't ring if it is shaken twice, but the top is a small buckle, which should be a decoration on something. There are often some things in this place that are carried downstream by the water, and Cha Wenbin thought about it, so the fat man threw the little bell into the Qiankun bag after putting the muntjac away.

That night, Cha Wenbin fell asleep and had a dream, and in a daze, he heard someone outside the tent calling his name. So he got up and wanted to go out to see what was going on, and when he opened the curtain, he saw a delicate little lady standing in the woods not far away, dressed in plain white clothes, sitting on a deer with horns on her head.

"Who are you? How will you recognize me? ”

The woman naughtily touched the pair of horns and said with a smile: "Sir did a good deed today to save my fawn, and the little girl came to thank Sir." After that, she gently touched her waist, and Cha Wenbin heard a pleasant ringtone, and then looked closely, it turned out that there was also a small copper bell hanging on her waist.

"It turned out to be a repayment," Cha Wenbin nodded and said: "You don't have to be grateful, my brother hurt your deer, and Cha Mou is here to make amends to the girl on his behalf." With that, he bent down and bowed. Cha Wenbin raised his head again, and the woman actually beckoned to him while scratching her head and posing: "It's a long night, isn't Mr. lonely?" Can you come over and have two drinks with the little girl? ”

Cha Wenbin thought to himself that it was strange today, could it be that he had encountered some monster? Seeing that everything in your hands is still there, are you afraid of your little banshee? So he replied, "I don't know where the girl is going to drink, I'm a newcomer, I don't know if there are people in this neighborhood?" ”

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, then pointed to the reservoir under the mountain and said, "Sir, you just turn your head to look, is it dazzling, isn't it the small market that is so lively in the Qiongtai Pavilion below?" ”

Cha Wenbin turned around and walked to the tent and looked down, sure enough, as she said, the bottom of the lake, which was originally a pile of mud, had completely changed, and the quaint and atmospheric houses were scattered and scattered, and the small alleys were bustling with crowds walking back and forth, and he saw at a glance that there were three men laughing side by side and walking towards a house next to him, and those three people were fat men and Ye Qiu and Feng Qiyun!

Cha Wenbin, who secretly said that he was not good, still cared about the woman, turned around and was about to go down the mountain to find the three people, but in the blink of an eye, the woman came to him again for some reason and stopped: "Hey, sir, why are you in such a hurry, you have to follow me, otherwise you won't be able to reach it even if it gets dark." ”

"Isn't it at the bottom of that mountain," Cha Wenbin said, "but you want to harm me?" I don't think the girl is a demonic thing, do you know who I am? The sword in my hand is a sharp weapon to ward off evil spirits and monsters! ”

"How can Chief Chadao still suspect the little woman?" After hearing this, the woman was also a little restrained, and said aggrievedly: "Is it true that the gentleman has done good deeds and still does not allow me to express my heart?" This bazaar is the moon in the water, the flowers in the fog, first I can see but can't go, I must have to lead the way, if Mr. doesn't believe it, you can tie up the little girl first, so I can't hurt Mr. ”

Cha Wenbin's heart was also messy, he glanced at the woman and said, "You wait first," after that, he opened the curtain and entered the tent to see, sure enough, the three people were not there, and Cha Wenbin couldn't care about their safety in his heart, and waved his hand and said to the woman: "I want you to take me to my three brothers, I'm tired of the girl!" ”