Chapter 32: The Trap
Someone known as the "follower bug" has always disappeared inexplicably recently, and Song Qingyuan can often be seen in the afternoon, and the job of delivering tofu to the town occasionally falls on Wu Xiuwu.
Wu Guitian was saved, and Song Qingyuan became the life-saving benefactor of the Wu family.
This made Song Qingyuan cry and laugh, and it didn't work to tell them, everyone should be what they should do.
Song Qingyuan came back from outside, as if he was tired, and only when he saw Wu Shuang did he show a smile.
Wu Shuang didn't speak, and when she got closer, she suddenly stretched out her hand and put it on his forehead.
The cold touch suddenly hit, making Song Qingyuan stunned, and he looked at Wu Shuang blankly.
Wu Shuang tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, and then pasted it on his forehead, feeling that there was not much difference, and wondered: "I'm not sick, why is your face so bad?" ”
The Wu family's work has not been allowed to do it at all in the past few days, how can he still make himself look like this?
Suddenly, Wu Shuang thought of something and sniffed Song Qingyuan's clothes closely. He had the chill he had just come back from outside, and nothing else was special.
Wu Shuang still warned him uneasily, "I'll tell you, can't you mess around?" ”
Song Qingyuan was puzzled at first, but then thought of her actions and warnings, and suddenly understood that this person actually suspected him of going to Huajie Willow Lane.
Song Qingyuan suddenly bent down, approached her and asked, "I don't know in what capacity you are asking me this question now?" ”
Wu Shuang period Ai Ai, "Friends, friends can't do it." ”
With that, she fled as fast as she could.
Song Qingyuan looked at her distant back, and the exhaustion around her body was swept away. He sighed, went back to his room, and lit the oil lamp, which was like a bean, illuminating only a small area of darkness in front of him.
Song Qingyuan ignored it, sat down at the table, and poured himself a cup of coarse tea.
In the past few days, he has been deploying guards around him, and he does not dare to relax for a moment.
Bi Ning was indeed targeted when he returned home, and the gang followed him all the way, and was only thrown away when he arrived in Huangning County.
He was wounded by an arrow on his arm, and the arrow had a barb at the end, once it was shot into his body and then pulled out, he would inevitably tear off a large piece of flesh and skin, such a vicious blade, only the private soldiers of the Yan Wangfu would be equipped with it.
In his previous life, he had the privilege of fighting against these people, all of them were dead soldiers, with vicious moves, unscrupulous to take people's lives, and his eyes were also injured in the confrontation with them.
Song Qingyuan held the teacup in his hand tightly, and the tea in the cup stirred up trembling ripples, rippling in circles.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and threw his head back to drink the whole cup of tea.
He will never let what happened in the previous life repeat it.
Outside the door, there was a busy figure in the courtyard.
Wu Shuang didn't know what to be happy about, hummed a little song, put the clothes that had been dried during the day into the basket one by one, and then took them to the house to fold them.
Wu Shuang was wandering around the game system in a daze today, and she was already familiar with this place - the sky above her head was the same as the sky, there would be sunrise and moon set, three small tile houses, one was a kitchen, one was a warehouse, one was a manufacturing workshop, a few plots of land in front of the door, on which were planted with various plants, and other than that, it was gray all around.
This is exactly what Wu Shuang finds strange, she always feels that those places are not the end of this space, but as if they are only temporarily blocked by something, so they can't reach it.
She checked her remaining items in the warehouse, some things she couldn't produce, the system gave finished products, and these items were consumed quickly, so now she uses the most basic seasonings in her daily diet, and some non-renewable condiments can be saved.
The time of the system's tasks is not fixed, and even if they appear, the rewards given are random, which makes Wu Shuang very uncomfortable.
It would be nice if this game could farm copies, so that she can choose what she needs to keep farming.
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly felt a faint layer of golden light appear on the object that had appeared before.
Wu Shuang tried to touch those goods, and the "Special Mission" column popped up.
Wu Shuang was ecstatic, these things she once had could really be brushed repeatedly.
She couldn't wait to nod the Yuan Qi Pill.
Although Wu Guitian's body is no longer in serious trouble, his body and bones are not as good as before, and they all say that the illness is like a thread, and he still needs to take care of it for a long time. If he can obtain this Yuan Qi Pill, it will definitely be of great benefit to his body.
Wu Shuang chose light soy sauce again, and after selecting all two things, she clicked the "Special Task" button again, and the dish that she needed to complete popped up - shrimp and mushrooms. There is also a small line next to it that says "It needs to be made with fresh mushrooms".
Wu Shuang was dumbfounded, mushrooms like a warm and humid environment, where to find fresh mushrooms in this season.
She thought about it for a night, and then it occurred to her that there might be one on the hill behind the village.
Song Qingyuan was just about to rest, when he heard the door ringing, Three short knocks on the door are generally Wu Shuang's habits.
Song Qingyuan stepped aside and said, "Come in and talk." ”
Wu Shuang waved her hand, "No, it's not a big deal, although I don't know what you've been busy with these days, but you look quite tired, and I'm not embarrassed to disturb you, but I want to go to the mountains tomorrow to find something, and the eldest brother and second brother are going to Ergou's house to help, so can you give me a little time?" ”
After she finished speaking, she looked at Song Qingyuan with anticipation.
Song Qingyuan scratched her nose, "Of course it's no problem, if you have anything in the future, just tell me directly, I'm not as busy as you think, no matter how busy you are, your business is also the most important." ”
In the past, Wu Shuang felt that his voice was smooth and good, and every word was round and jade, but tonight, his voice was slightly low, like a whisper attached to people's ears, and every word teased people's hearts.
Wu Shuang somehow felt a fever on her face, she coughed lightly, pretended to be fine, turned around and ran back to the room quickly.
The next day, Wu Shuang was the first to appear in the yard, and it was just dawn, not because she got up early in the morning, but because she didn't sleep well that night.
She fed the animals and chickens in the shed with her hands and feet, and began to prepare breakfast for a few people.
When everything was ready, everyone woke up.
After breakfast, Wu Shuang took the good things and pulled Song Qingyuan away mysteriously, saying that there was no need to wait for them to come back for dinner at noon.
Anhai Village is surrounded by the sea in the south and mountains in the north, the mountains are continuous, but they are not towering, and the vegetation on the mountains is mostly low trees, and towering trees are rare.
The villagers occasionally go up the mountain, because although the mountain road is rugged, there are also predecessors who open the way, and they can see the trend clearly.
Wu Shuang and Song Qingyuan climbed up along the mountain road, observing along the way, fungi like to grow under the tree the most, there is a canopy to block the sun, and the trunk is also a good humus, suitable for mycelium to settle down.
The grass and trees on the mountain are half green and half yellow, as the wind passes, a few leaves swirl and fall, Wu Shuang sighed, and did not have much hope that he could find mushrooms.
Suddenly, something jumped up from the grass in the distance, and from here it was a dusty mass that could only be seen as a cloud of dust, and it was running forward with great speed.
Wu Shuang reacted and shouted, "It's a hare!" ”
If she couldn't find a mushroom to catch a rabbit and stew it back, she chased after her, never thinking that her two legs could outrun other people's four legs.
Song Qingyuan didn't dare to let Wu Shuang out of his sight, he wanted to stop it but it was too late, Wu Shuang's movements were much faster than he imagined, he could only chase after him, and at the same time picked up a handful of stones and held them in his hand.
When the hare heard that someone was chasing it, he was even more flustered, and the speed was extremely fast, Wu Shuang was much behind, and was surpassed by Song Qingyuan.
"Song Qingyuan, grab it, you see it's so fat, it must be delicious."
Song Qingyuan suddenly made a move, his movements were as fast as lightning, almost imperceptible, and when he withdrew his hand, a stone in his hand had already shot out and landed in front of the rabbit, making it frightened, and it suddenly turned around halfway.
There are two forks in the mountain road in front of you, similar in appearance, but leading in two directions.
The rabbits went to one of them, and they followed.
Wu Shuang was running out of breath, but Song Qingyuan in front of her suddenly stopped, she didn't have time to brake, and her face was almost attached to his back.
Wu Shuang stopped, poked his head out from behind him, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Song Qingyuan didn't speak, but made a look for her to see.
The rabbit had fallen into a deep pit, the mouth of which was quite large, about two meters, and it was covered with hay, as if it had been prepared for some wild beast, and at the bottom of the hole, the poor rabbit that had fallen had been pierced by the spikes erected below.
The rabbit was completely cold, and blood was bleeding all over the ground.
The hole is quite deep, otherwise Wu Shuang would have the intention of picking up the rabbit.
Song Qingyuan protected her behind him, looked around, Fang Cai's still scattered eyes suddenly became cold, and his frowning eyebrows were concave into the word "Sichuan", for some reason, such Song Qingyuan made people look cold.
Wu Shuang unconsciously grabbed his clothes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Song Qingyuan's voice was still as warm as usual, "It's okay, we may have accidentally touched someone's hunter's trap, but I didn't know that there was still hunting on this mountain." ”
In these years, everyone does not see meat, and there are not many farmers who raise livestock at home, and even if they do, they are reluctant to eat, so it is not impossible to set a trap on the mountain to bang luck.
Wu Shuang regretted, "This rabbit gave him away for nothing?" ”
Song Qingyuan said with a smile: "If you want to eat it, we will go to the town to buy one after you go back, and you will bake it." ”
Wu Shuang pouted, "Forget it, what I make is much better than what they make." ”
She has always been conceited about her craftsmanship, and Song Qingyuan continued to praise her with a buying, "This is true." ”
Since this road was not safe, they returned to walk towards another fork in the road, and before they knew it, they had reached the halfway point of the mountain, Wu Shuang looked down to look for mushrooms, but instead of finding them, they found something strange.
She had been keeping an eye on the trunk of the tree, and coldly saw a piece of hemp rope beside a tree.
The first thought that popped into her head was, "Isn't this also a trap for beasts?"