Thinking of this, the village chief handed Jia Baoer to Sun Ximu, "Hold this child well, don't freeze." ”

Then he said to the villagers: "Tonight's incident is so sudden, everyone is frightened. Anyway, I can't sleep now, so let's hurry up and make a climbing plow and pull the grain away in bags. Stay here any longer, in case these people's accomplices come to kill, we really can't resist it. ”

I don't know what method Xiao Jiabaoer used to summon these wild wolves, but she was tired and couldn't wake up like this once, in case of danger, maybe there was a time when she couldn't take care of it.

In this way, Lao Hu led everyone to start cutting trees to make climbing plows, and the village chief took two people to search the dead Beidi people.

Five tokens were found, as well as a letter filled with strange words and drawings.

After thinking about it, the village chief put the letter on his chest.

Then he beckoned everyone to drag the Beidi people together, including the man who had passed out in a coma, and brought many leaves and dry branches to cover them, and then took out a burning branch from the bonfire, and set the leaves on fire in a circle.

The fire grew larger, and the one who had passed out seemed to wake up and screamed in the fire.

It's not scary.

It's a pity that his leg is broken, his arm is also broken, and he can't climb out even if he wants to.

In an instant, the flames soared into the sky.

After a while, the sound of the fire was gone, only the crackling of firewood and the burning of leaves.

None of them spoke, and their mood was indescribably dull.

The village chief waved his hand, tied the plough and ploughed, and packed the bags.

Everything was done in an orderly manner, and the movements unconsciously sped up.

The smell of burning wood and grease burnt in the air emanated.

Everyone looked at the fire nervously for a while, and then continued to bow their heads and do the work at hand.

The village chief beckoned a few men to add a lot of firewood to the fire, and make sure to increase the amount of fire and burn everything to ashes.

If you can't burn it out, throw the remaining dregs into the pool.

Because of the nervousness in their hearts, everyone's movements were much faster.

By the time it was dark, the plough had been tied and the grain had been packed into bags.

Looking at the remaining part of the grain, the village chief arched his hand to the monkey who had been with everyone all night on the tree, "This is left for you, Xiao Lao'er is here to thank everyone for the whole village,"

"If you are in trouble in the future, Xiao Lao'er hereby promises that I, the people of Kanghe Village, will do my best to help you to repay the grace of your life today."

The monkey king scratched his head, scratched his body again, glanced at the village chief twice, turned around and jumped onto another tree, grabbed a little monkey, and squeaked something.

The little monkey jumped to the burning fire, picked up a stick, and then jumped back again, shaking his head at the monkey king, and squeaking and gesturing to something.

The Monkey King pursed his mouth and raised his chin at the village chief.

The village chief didn't know why, and was wondering, when he heard Jia Baoer's voice behind him, "Grandpa, the old monkey reassures you, the fire is full of ashes, and there is nothing else." ”

The village chief turned his head in surprise, "The girl woke up?" ”

Hurriedly squatted down and picked up Jia Bao'er, looking up at the tree, "This monkey is human, not only do they not blame them for taking their food, but also help us repel the Beidi people." If it weren't for them, something would have happened last night. And those wild wolves......"

The village chief's gaze turned to the distance halfway up the mountain.

The morning fog shrouded the waterhole, and the mountains around the waterhole were also clouded and mist.

He couldn't see it very clearly, but he could hear the howling of the wolf.

It was as if she had slept peacefully all night, and she had woken up with Garboer's awakening.

The cry of the wild wolf heard by the people in the village was all in their hearts.

I remembered that before leaving, the village chief said that he dreamed of the mountain god and reminded him that he had to bring a noble girl to suppress the formation in order to avoid the risk.

At the time, there were still people who didn't think so.

Thinking back to the scene I experienced last night, I have to convince the village chief's decision from the bottom of my heart.

If it weren't for the guidance of the mountain god, if it wasn't for the decision of the village chief, how could there be monkeys to help them? How could a wild wolf not bite them?

Thank you to the mountain gods, thank you to the Bodhisattva, thank God.

Others knelt down and kowtowed reverently.

Then came the second person, the third person......

The village chief waited for everyone to be quiet, and said to everyone: "We are here to haul food this time, and we must tell everyone when we go back that we must not reveal a word to the outside world." Now it seems that this is the mountain god who blesses us, if we reveal the heavenly opportunity to the outside world, be careful of being devoured,"

"Besides, if such a thing is known to other villagers, it will inevitably arouse the envy of others, in case people rely on us and say that the food is theirs, then whoever reveals the news will be compensated,"

"What's more, the group of Beidi people died in our hands last night, in case their accomplices want revenge, and some of us go back and talk nonsense and are overheard by them, causing death, let alone the village will drive him out and let him pay for his own life. Do you remember them all? ”

At the end, the village chief's voice became stern, and his eyes wandered over the faces of the villagers.

It doesn't take the village chief to say it, everyone can realize the danger and importance of this matter.

So he said to the village chief in unison: "Don't worry, the village chief knows the severity and will never reveal a word." ”

"Well, the people in the village already knew about the food before they set out, so go back and tell them not to tell the people from the other villages. And the Beidi people don't know about the affairs of the people in the village, I will emphasize again, this matter is only known to us people, after returning to the village, not a word is allowed, not even the matter of the wolf biting, otherwise it is impossible to explain who the wolf bites. Remember, even if it's your own wife and children, you can't say it, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth, tens of thousands. ”

Everyone nodded solemnly, "We know, absolutely not to say." ”

"That's good, then let's hurry up and put on the shelf, remember to tie it strongly, and we'll set off after a simple meal."

Hurry up and get out of this place, the variables are too big to linger.

The village chief personally went to the burned fire to check it, and indeed there was nothing left, and the bones and slags of those people who had been burned had already been sent to throw them into the pool.

In addition to the grass ash on the ground, it is grass and wood ash, even if someone sees it, at most they will only think that it is the traces left by the hunters, and they will never think that those Beidi people were burned to death.

And when Garboer pretended to be convenient, she called the Monkey King to her and reached out to hug it, "Thank you, you did a great job, I like you." ”

The voice was soft, and it was flattered to listen to the ears of the Monkey King.

This is their little master, and to get her thanks and praise, the old monkey scratches his ears and cheeks with excitement.

Lian Lian said that after a while, he would lead his disciples to follow behind the villagers and clear the ruts and footprints that everyone had walked on. There will definitely be no trace left, let people follow the past, please rest assured that the little fairy will not be satisfied.

Garboer hugged it again for its foresight, and the old monkey was moved to tears.