A fresh and rich bloody aura began to permeate the mountains and forests, and the bearskin man in front of Wang Shen was carrying half a jackal in one hand, and he didn't turn around slowly until all the blood on the jackal's body was gone.

Under the bear skin is an extremely burly body, not much better than the real old mountain bear, but this person has white hair and a beard, a broad and square face, and a very strong and powerful appearance, especially the wide mouth, nose, eyebrows and eyes, giving people a unique deterrent.

The bearskin old man looked Wang Shen up and down, then handed over the half of the jackal in his right hand to his left hand, and grabbed Wang Shen's foot and neck with a quick catch.

The foot was grabbed by the other party with one hand, Wang Shen thought of the fate of the mountain jackal just now, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and stared at his pupils, and at this moment he didn't know where the strength came from, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Seniors spare your life!"

Unexpectedly, the bear-skinned old man didn't pay attention to his shouting at all, just smiled, and with a slight flick of his thick right arm, he threw Wang Shen behind his back, and strode away with the two mountain jackals in his left hand.

The bearskin old man carried the mountain jackal and Wang Shen, and his steps became faster and faster, and in the end, he turned into a black shadow like flying on the grass and shuttled between the deep mountains and dense forests. Wang Shen was caught with one foot and hung upside down on the other party's shoulder, and his whole body was thrown left and right with the old man's running, and his head collided with the two-petal mountain jackal corpse on the other side several times.

But Wang Shen, who was hanging upside down, only heard the whirring wind in his ears, his mind was blank, he didn't have the strength to struggle and shout, and running in this posture and his face was full of plasma, and he was thrown to the ground and vomited wildly after not holding on for a while.

The old man in bear skin didn't care about the things behind him, he just cared about hurrying, Wang Shen vomited for a while, and then felt that the world was spinning, and his internal organs were as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, plus the battle with the mountain jackal had exhausted all his mental strength, and when everything in his stomach was vomited in the wind, he completely fainted.

When Wang Shen woke up again, he found that the world in front of him had turned upside down, and before he could see everything in front of him clearly, a choking smoke made him cough again and again, and this cough affected his internal organs that had not yet calmed down, and he retched at the air. But this time, he didn't spit anything out of his mouth, because even the bitter water in his stomach was vomited clean on the way to Fangcai.

However, this retching made him sober up a lot, and fortunately, a mountain breeze blew away this thick smoke and allowed him to see everything around him and his own situation clearly.

Wang Shen was hung upside down on a big tree, and there was a bonfire under the tree, on which half of a jackal was roasted, and an old man in bearskin was squatting next to him, gnawing on the other half of the remaining meat of the jackal.

There was a bonfire not far below Wang Shen's head, so it was easy for the mountain wind to blow the soot on his head, and the old man in bearskin below seemed to notice that Wang Shen had woken up, looked up at him and didn't speak, and continued to bury his head in gnawing on the hind legs of a jackal that had no meat.

Gradually, Wang Shen's consciousness began to slowly recover, and he only felt that his head was very heavy and his feet were numb after being hung upside down all night, although the mountain jackal meat on the fire frame was roasted fragrant and oily, but Wang Shen's internal organs were now very uncomfortable, and he had no appetite at all.

"This senior, dare to ask the surname Gao?"

Wang Shen regained some strength and asked boldly.

The old man in bearskin didn't speak.

"Under Wang Shen, he is an errand officer of the Yin Division of Qinzhou Mansion, and it is really offensive to track down ghosts and pass by the treasure land last night, if he makes his predecessors unhappy, he will definitely make amends. It's just that I have important things to do, I wonder if my seniors can make it convenient for me to let me down first?"

Wang Shen asked thoughtfully.

The old man in bearskin finished gnawing on one of his hind legs and began to tear off his front leg to continue gnawing.

"This senior, I really didn't mean it, if there is anything we can't sit down and say well, if you have any requirements, just ask, even if you want me to be a cow and a horse, I will never dare to slack off for half a minute......"

Wang Shen continued.

At this moment, the bearskin old man finally reacted, only to see him tear off a large piece of meat from the jackal on the fire rack, then stood up and stuffed it into Wang Shen's mouth.

"Ahh

The mountain jackal meat was roasted and oily, Wang Shen's mouth was stuffed into a full piece, and he screamed in pain when he was unprepared, and immediately spit out all the mountain jackal meat in his mouth.

The bearskin old man frowned, and the front leg of half of the jackal in his hand smashed on Wang Shen's head with a wave, and Wang Shen's eyes turned black and he fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Shen woke up again, this time, he felt that his head was heavy and painful, his feet were no longer numerous, his mouth was thirsty and about to smoke, and his internal organs were also extremely uncomfortable because he was hung upside down.

Looking at the red glow that came into view, Wang Shen found that he was still hanging on the same tree, the old man in bear skin was still there, and the bonfire was not extinguished, but what was roasting on the fire rack was no longer the mountain jackal from before, but was replaced with the hind legs of an unknown beast.

The hind legs were thick and large, and I don't know what kind of beast they belonged to, and they were the size of half the body of the jackal, but at this time they had been roasted and blackened, and they couldn't tell what their origin was.

Looking at the bearskin old man who was still squatting and gnawing on meat, Wang Shen hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to continue the exchange.

"Old-timers...... I'm begging you, you have a lot of mistakes, and all the mistakes are my fault, can you put me down first......"

Wang Shen's voice was very hoarse, although his viscera was still uncomfortable for a while, but he hadn't eaten for a day and a night, which made him even more hungry and thirsty, and he wanted to beg for saliva now.

The old man looked up at him, thought for a moment, and then pointed at him, and then at the meat on the firestand.

Wang Shen nodded again and again: "Eat, eat, I'll eat! Senior, I'll eat everything!"

So, the old man in the bear skin tore off another piece of meat and stuffed it into Wang Shen's mouth.

The meat was still very hot, but Wang Shen didn't dare to spit it out again, he opened his mouth and breathed hard several times to make the meat in his mouth cool a little, and then began to chew slowly.

I don't know what this meat is, it smells fragrant, but it is hard and tough when you bite into your mouth, and Wang Shen chewed so much that his teeth were sore before he finally swallowed a piece of meat in his mouth with difficulty.

Then, feeling very thirsty, he boldly asked, "Senior, do you have any water to drink?"

"Smack!"

The bearskin old man raised his hand and slapped him, and Wang Shen fainted again before he could see what was going on.

When Wang Shen woke up for the third time, he was still hanging from the tree, staring at the starry night sky under his feet in a daze, he really didn't know what to say about what happened to him that day.

The bonfire under the tree had been extinguished, and Wang Shen did not notice that he had not felt any hunger or thirst after eating that piece of meat, because his attention was not on himself, but on the old man in bearskin who was sleeping under the tree.

The old man in the bear's skin slept very deeply, and not only that, but he snored like thunder.

The snoring was really like thunder, shaking the mountains and forests rhythmically with the sound of his breathing, and Wang Shen was awakened by this terrible snoring. Whenever the snoring sounded, Wang Shen's ears were like thunder, which shook his eardrums and caused his blood to surge.