"I heard Uncle York say that the meat of the jungle hare is very delicious, but it is very difficult to catch, and even Uncle York has only succeeded twice with his exquisite traps, and once even because it happened that the jungle hare was injured and was picked up by the uncle. ”

Du Lang carried the jungle hare, the size of a calf, on his shoulder, and hummed a little song all the way to the camp, inevitably feeling a little proud in his heart. Because if you think about it, this seems to be the first time he has hunted a wild thing like a jungle hare that is difficult in the hunter world.

"Now we even have food for the next few days. Du Lang stroked the crossbow in his hand as he walked. Durang thinks that his hunter skills are good, but if the greatest credit is to be given this time, it is undoubtedly due to the crossbow in his hand.

The crossbow looked small and dark throughout, and although it was made of wood from the material, it was not difficult to see from the arrow that had just been fired that it was surprisingly powerful. When Uncle York gave the crossbow to Dulang, he tried it on the spot, and Dulang still remembers that scene clearly.

He remembered that when the two of them came to a bush outside the town, Uncle York lifted it casually, and Duran only felt a flower in front of him, and then heard a 'hum' sound like a string. By the time he reacted, Uncle York had put his raised crossbow back into the sack.

This made Du Lang a little baffled at the time, but it was not until York led Du Lang to a tree a hundred meters away that he showed a surprised expression. At this time, there was a small hole in the middle of the tree that was enough for one person to hug, and Du Lang looked along the hole to Ling, and he could see that on a stone not far behind the tree, a black arrow was inserted into it, and the stones around the arrow had already cracked in the form of a spider web.

According to Uncle York, the body of the crossbow was made from the trunk of a tree called the 'green needle tree' in the forests of Dilyaland. The trunk of the green needle tree is short, thick, tough and hard, and it is the best wood for making a bow and crossbow body, and its leaves are tough and straight for making arrows. Therefore, the green needle tree is deeply loved by the elves.

However, because of this, the elven race, which has always been xenophobic, cherishes this tree species called the green needle tree, and it is not easy for other races to obtain such a crossbow made of green needle tree.

The origin of this crossbow still has to start from Uncle York when he was young. At that time, he was still working as a waiter in a tavern, and a veteran hunter reluctantly used it as a pledge for wine because he had no money to pay the bill. Before leaving, he did not forget to repeatedly ask Uncle York to keep it, and maybe one day he would come back to redeem his crossbow, but York waited for nearly thirty years.

"Take good care of it, and maybe one day it will bring you good luck." These are the exact words of Uncle York.

Du Lang played with the crossbow in his hand and carried the prey back to the camp leisurely, but as soon as he returned to the camp, he found that the atmosphere here was a little wrong, the campfire was still burning vigorously, but the magic circle he had set up around the hut had been broken at some point.

Durang was distracted, gently put down his prey, and came directly to the tree behind the hut, quietly observing the movement of the camp. After observing for a long time, suddenly, I saw the door of the hut opened, and a slender figure slowly walked out from inside.

This man had long ice-blue hair, a pair of cold eyes with a slight melancholy, and I saw him gently pushing open the door with one hand and supporting his cheek with the other, as if he was pondering something.

When Du Lang saw the figure at first sight, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and couldn't help but get up excitedly. However, he soon stopped, for at that moment the door of the hut was opened again, and another figure stepped out of it.

The man was covered in a black cloak, which Durant was clearly aware of, as it was almost identical to the man in black he had met at the Earl's castle, except that the man in black in front of him seemed to be shorter.

Seeing this, Du Lang couldn't help frowning. At this time, the figure who had already walked to the fire and was waiting was the first to speak.

"What did you find?" The voice was crisp and pleasant, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, which turned out to be the voice of a woman. After Du Lang heard this voice, his whole person was completely messy.

"Oh my God, the god of the elements is above, you can play with me, right!" Du Lang's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat at this time, he only felt that his mind was blank now, and he even wanted to raise his hand to pinch himself, but in order to better hide, he couldn't make the slightest movement, not to mention how aggrieved he felt.

"Dear Lord Linna, judging by the injuries of the people in the tent, it is clear that it is impossible to complete the construction of this camp, and judging by the degree of burning of the campfire, it is clear that the other person has no intention of leaving the wounded man behind. That is, the person you need to find is still nearby. The man in the black cloak also walked over at this time, and then leaned over slightly to report.

To Du Lang's ears, this man's voice was hoarse, and there was even a slight sense of weakness, as if he had been injured in some way. However, he didn't have time to consider these details, because from the words of the men in black, it was not difficult to hear that they seemed to have come specifically for themselves.

"It's not going to go on like this, it's more than I could have imagined, and I have to figure out what the hell is going on. Although I don't know what the strength of the two people in front of me is, no matter what, I have to get the initiative, and the sneak attack will be beneficial to me!" Du Lang analyzed in his heart, and began to realize that his plan of action slowly disappeared into the darkness.

On the other side, the figure by the bonfire was slightly silent for a moment, and then he spoke: "We must take the initiative, it is in our favor, you go down and arrange it." ”

"Yes, Mistress Lina. ”

"Wait, don't hurt him until you have to. The man in black was about to retreat when he was suddenly stopped again.

"Yes. The man in black paused, responded, and then turned and burrowed into the grass.

At this time, on our Du Lang's side, I saw him humming a song he had made up while digging a pit in the ground with a freshly made wooden shovel, yes, a pit pit was made.

"You dig it~ I'll dig it, dig it~ Dig it, dig a big hole~" Du Lang dug happily, as a senior hunter, digging pit traps or something is still familiar with the road. It didn't take long for a pit one meter wide and two meters deep to appear in front of Du Lang.

"Well, isn't that too easy? Maybe you won't be able to get stuck. By the way, add something to it!"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......." Suddenly, a slightly evil evil laugh echoed in the depths of the dark forest.