Zhao Chuanxin asked: "What horse bandit?" ”

The man said: "Rolling dragons, black tigers, there are local horse bandits, and there are also outsiders who have escaped. Tao Ke Taohu led people to deal with the officers and soldiers, was scattered several times, broke the army and fled, killing people and setting fire to life. ”

Zhao Chuanxin remembered that it should be Boss Zhang outside the Guanwai who killed Taoke Taohu and these bandits.

He nodded, looking at the sky.

If you grit your teeth, before dark, you may be able to reach the destination that the man said would take ten days and half a month.

After thinking about it, Zhao Chuanxin still gave up.

At this time, the night is already very cool, and it is easy to cause "traffic accidents" when you can't see the road clearly.

The car is called iron-clad meat, and the motorcycle is called meat-clad iron, so what is the ethereal traveler called? At most, the meat is dipped in a little sauce......

Well, refuse to drive with fatigue!

After Zhao Chuanxin thanked him, he climbed up the slope, and he remembered that when he came, he saw a pond with a sandy area on the edge of the pond.

He ran to the natural blister that was not in front of the village and the back of the shop, made a bathtub out of mud trowel gloves, drew the water into the bathtub with the greeting of Lord Runno, and heated it with the old god crucible brand.

Stripped naked, jumped in and took a hot bath.

Zhao Chuanxin is very skeptical, always running around on the ethereal traveler, whether he will suffer from rheumatism when he is old.

In his early days, his grandfather would be the owner of the carriage, and when he was old, his joints were swollen and painful, so did he want to inherit the family disease?

Soaking in a hot bath is very effective in driving away rheumatism.

He lay in this extremely ergonomic bathtub, took out the cold and hard steamed bread slices, took out the soybean oil and the blended dipping sauce and smeared it, inserted the latte skewer, held it outside the bathtub, and the old god crucible brand started to bake over low heat.

Nothing could control a more symmetrical and freewheeling fire than the Old God's Cauldron Brand.

The most important thing is that there is no open flame.

When roasting, the fat begins to penetrate into the steamed bread slices. When you bake again, the edges of the steamed bread slices will become crispy, and the inside will be softened by the fat, and the taste of cumin will spread first.

When the steamed buns were baked and the water was a little cold, Zhao Chuanxin heated the bathtub again.

By this time, it was already dark.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin stuffed a piece of steamed bread into his mouth, he saw a pair of green eyes in the night, staring directly at him.

Unmoved, he nodded with satisfaction: "Hmm...... That's the smell. ”

Baked steamed buns are the most profound texture and taste in Zhao Chuanxin's memory.

When he was a child, his family was not very well-off.

At that time, barbecue was already popular outside the gate, and every time Zhao Chuanxin passed by the barbecue stall, he was salivated by the gluttony.

Lao Zhao has been worried since he was a child, he is not worried about poverty, and he has no money to eat meat, so he eats steamed buns, five cents and two slices of baked steamed buns, and the small belly can be full, and the taste is good.

When he ate baked steamed buns for the first time, Zhao Chuanxin knew that steamed buns could be so delicious.

The pair of green eyes leaned closer.

It's a steppe wolf.

The skinny body, with some scars left by the fight, from its slightly trembling limbs but calm look, and sparse fur, it can be seen that this is an old wolf, most likely like the old wolf flying in the sky, a lone wolf who was driven out of the team after seizing the throne.

Just a wolf, whether old or weak or young, Zhao Chuanxin will not take it to heart, not even a group.

He devoured the big piece of roasted steamed bun and threw the small piece out.

The old wolf looked down and sniffed, not looking too interested, but looking up at Zhao Chuanxin who was leisurely in the bathtub, it felt the fearlessness of this two-legged beast.

The dragon swims in the shallows, the tiger falls in Pingyang, and the old wolf feels that at his age, he should not pursue four dishes and one soup.

It lowered its head and swallowed the steamed bread slices, but its belly was still like fire.

It slowly approached Zhao Chuanxin, pacing back and forth like a martial arts showdown, as if looking for some flaw.

But at this time, Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was full of flaws.

He tentatively approached and found that Zhao Chuanxin did not respond.

Getting closer, Zhao Chuanxin also closed his eyes.

Slowly, the old wolf was only one step away from the bathtub, and suddenly opened his mouth and stretched out towards Zhao Chuanxin's neck.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the old wolf's open and closed mouth with his big hand, and forcibly closed its mouth again.

The old wolf was taken aback and wanted to shrink back, but Zhao Chuanxin's big hand was like pliers, and the copper cast iron had taken root.

"Why do you want to fucking do a sneak attack?" Zhao Chuanxin grinned.

The old wolf wanted to raise its front paws to scratch, but Zhao Chuanxin shook its mouth, making it difficult for it to succeed.

After pinching for two minutes, when he could almost see despair in the eyes of the old wolf, Zhao Chuanxin let go.

The old wolf whimpered, ran to the edge of the pool, put the wolf's mouth into the water and soaked it, the cool water made its mouth and nose hot pain lessened a lot, and by the way, licked a few more mouthfuls of water, and the hunger was relieved a lot.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to heat the water, took out a piece of beef by the way, spread the sauce, and roasted it again.

The smell of meat is pervasive, and it is difficult for both humans and beasts to resist its temptation in this wilderness.

Zhao Chuanxin roasted a whole piece and cut it with a Tibetan knife from time to time so that the heat could better penetrate into it.

When the meat was fully cooked, Zhao Chuanxin increased the heat to make the outer ring of the beef burnt a little hotter.

The old wolf was very interested in the dripping butter, and hesitated ten meters away, really wanting to lick it.

Zhao Chuanxin cut a third of the beef and threw it at the old wolf.

The old wolf looked at the faster meat in Zhao Chuanxin's hand, and his envy was overflowing.

Zhao Chuanxin finished eating the meat, put on mud trowel gloves, and raised the stone platform next to the bathtub.

The kettle on the stone platform was burned by Zhao Chuanxin and was already red, as if it was about to melt, Zhao Chuanxin thought that it would boil faster, but he didn't expect it to have the opposite effect, and it was longer than usual.

Only then did he remember that when the temperature exceeds a certain level, the water vaporizes too quickly, and the water vapor will form an isolation layer.

I made a pot of tea, drank tea and smoked the fairy.

However, his teeth are easy to blacken, so after a pot of tea and a cigarette, he hurriedly took out the tooth powder and carefully complexed, and only came out of the bathtub after breaking a dental floss.

The old wolf shook his body, and Zhao Chuanxin also shook his body.

And then the body was dry.

He dressed neatly, and under the watchful eye of the old wolf, he put the water in the bathtub back into the blister, took out the plank, laid it on the floor, and lay it down wrapped in the quilt.

The old wolf didn't leave after eating, it seemed to be tired, more than ten meters away lying on its stomach silently licking its wounds, as for how long the rest of its life is left, let it go.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the "Old God Codex".

[I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door.] 】

[I watched the elf scout and his brother and sister sleep deeply, and without alarming them, I got up and went to the door to listen. 】

[But at this time, there was no sound outside the door.] I turned my head to look out of the lattice window, and in the thick sea fog, I could faintly see the flickering lights, which usually kept going on all night. 】

[I always felt that there was something sneaky in the darkness, their eyes hidden in the night and mist, they chirped, and they had bad intentions. 】

[I thought to myself, maybe this is a hint from others to me, so I have such a ridiculous idea.] 】

[Just as I was in my trance, I heard a dull sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, as if someone had stopped outside the door to eavesdrop on the movement in the room. 】

[I am not a coward, I immediately took out the Lugang M1907, wrenched the hammer and aimed it at the door, and slowly pushed it open. 】

[There is nothing in the hallway.] 】

[The muzzle of the gun turned around, and I looked around, but there was no one on the left and right. 】

[I remembered that the craftsman had told me that his father did not like to be disturbed, could it be that his father got up late?] 】

[After all, I still lit the wind lamp and walked out of the room with the lamp to check. 】

[Although there was no one, when I looked down, I saw a huge footprint on the floor of the hallway.] 】

[To my surprise, the footprint didn't seem to belong to a human, but only four toes.] 】

[Just as I was observing, I only felt the wind on the top of my head. 】

[I panicked for a moment, and hurriedly leaned over and bowed my head. 】

Something swept over my head, and the wind stirred my hair. By the time I raised my gun to the thing, it had disappeared into the staircase at the end of the hallway. 】

[I ignored the craftsman's warning not to disturb his father, and followed the unknown creature downstairs. 】

[At the door downstairs, the huge footprint indicates that the unknown creature has gone out.] 】

[I followed out with a wind lantern, the visibility of the sea fog was no more than ten steps, and every breath of water vapor had to be sucked into my lungs. 】

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the old wolf and saw that its head was stuck in his arms and there was no movement.

Beasts are all shrewd, when the old wolf found out that Zhao Chuanxin would not take the initiative to attack it, it was not Zhao Chuanxin's opponent, but could eat and drink with Zhao Chuanxin, and it would not attack him easily.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the Holy Light Channel.

He teleported the smart gyroscope.

Apparently the night on Red Island was not normal, and an unknown creature had appeared.

Zhao Chuanxin was worried that he would die unexpectedly and lose his life, so he had to let the smart gyroscope detect the surrounding environment.

He released the paper pig, which ran nimbly on the red ground and sank into the thick fog.

He walked about twenty or thirty meters along the road when suddenly a scream came from the grass beside the road.

Zhao Chuanxin's reaction speed was extremely fast, and he immediately pointed the gun there, but did not shoot rashly.

After a while, the paper pig turned around, and Zhao Chuanxin saw blood stains on the edges and corners of the paper pig's mouth.

This thing will not easily attack, and is usually only used for the police community.

It thought that something was attacking it, and it fought back.

Obviously, the creature that attacked it didn't expect to hit the iron plate.

Although the paper pig is small, it is also the page of the "Demon Codex".

If you want to say who is more evil, I really can't say.

Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Can that thing hurt me?" ”

Paper Pig shook his head.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Continue to explore the way." ”

The paper pig reflexively ran.

I don't know how long I walked, but a gust of sea breeze blew from the surface of the sea, blowing the thick fog endlessly.

At the end of what the smart gyroscope and paper pig could detect, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly saw a fluffy behemoth.

He didn't say a word, he raised his gun and fired.

Bang, bang, bang......

The Lugang M1907 had a loading capacity of 15 rounds, and Zhao Chuanxin hit half of it.

What a few evil demons crookedly, Lao Tzu will give you a physical exorcism.

Zhao Chuanxin was very confident in his marksmanship, and he must have hit, but the huge fluffy black shadow did not scream, nor did it shake, and it flashed and disappeared into the mist.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, this is a lack of firepower......

He immediately changed into a Ares M1907, loaded. If it appears again, give it a shuttle bullet to make it look good.

The gunshots spread far away in the night, and Zhao Chuanxin saw that in the most prosperous place, there were faint lights shining, and someone should be carrying a lamp to investigate the situation.

He didn't care about that, and chased after him with a lamp and a gun.

On the stone steps, which were full of traces of erosion by time, he saw the blood stains of drenching Lala.

This made him sneer: "All fear comes from lack of firepower. ”

The trail of blood stretched down a little and then sank into the grass beside the road.

Because the soil is blood-red, the blood stains become inconspicuous and difficult to refute.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin heard the sound of rustling in the distance of the grass, as if countless grasshoppers were alarmed and fled in all directions and hit the blades of grass.

He pointed to the depths of the grass: "Let the paper pig go in and have a look." ”

It didn't take long for the paper pig to turn.

Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Is there any danger inside?" ”

Paper Pig nodded.

"Can I handle it?"

Paper Pig shook his head.

Zhao Chuanxin was taken aback.

To tell the truth, with the strength of "I" who have experienced a hundred battles, plus all kinds of equipment, unless I encounter an existence of the level of mourning, it is really difficult to encounter a situation that is difficult to deal with.

He said to the air, "Mourning, are you there?" ”

"I'm here."

"......" Zhao Chuanxin was speechless: "Are you helping out?" ”

"Shall I go then?" The mourning asked.

"You have to wait for me to pump you, do you?" Zhao Chuanxin said viciously.

"You didn't let me move." The mourner said aggrievedly.

"Slippery ......"

The mourning spirit did not reply.

But it moved extremely fast, grabbing an animal the size of a cat in Zhao Chuanxin's opinion.

The mourning spirit threw the animal on the ground, and Zhao Chuanxin glanced at it, his pupils constricted.

The head of this thing is exactly the same as that of a mouse, but it does not have short limbs like a mouse, and its claws are unusually sharp.

"This duck neck is a little familiar......," Zhao Chuanxin muttered to himself.

The mourning spirit asked curiously, "What duck neck?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the head of the mouse, and suddenly remembered the silver wine jug that the trade officer gave him and was transferred by him to Bayar, isn't it the head of this thing engraved on it?

He frowned and kicked the strange mouse corpse: "That's it, can't handle it?" ”

"I have seen countless of these creatures in the grass, they are small, but they are agile and fast, and they attack them in groups, which are difficult for ordinary people to deal with. But I found that they were afraid of fire. ”

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart that it was no wonder, the prosperous area on Red Island was full of bright lights, and it turned out that they were the guard.

Think of it if countless rats surged and drowned him, no matter how much he was guarded against with knives and guns.

Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "Have you seen that tall furry monster?" ”

"No, I guess I ran away." The mourning replied.

As he spoke, suddenly the fog surged.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately retreated and pointed his gun in front of him.

"It's me." The craftsman's voice came.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned, the craftsman's house was behind him, but the craftsman appeared from the front.

This is so suspicious.

Without waiting for him to ask, the craftsman spoke in a faint voice: "Dreadnought Pioneer, who are you talking to?" And what's going on with that loud noise just now? ”

Because the mourning spirit is invisible, Zhao Chuanxin looks as if he is talking to the air.

The craftsman's voice was deep and foreboding in the fog.

The craftsman's figure was fully revealed, and Zhao Chuanxin saw that he was pale, his lips were very red, his body was long, but his strength seemed to be very great, and he was carrying the skin and other materials of the bloody sawworm on his shoulders, and he was still dripping mucus.

Zhao Chuanxin naturally wouldn't reveal the details of the mourning, nor would he tell him that it was gunshots, but said: "Didn't I say you, early in the morning, why don't you sleep and run around?" Scare me, I can let you go; I'm scared of this big mouse, I can let you go. But I also have a temper, not a horse. ”

The atmosphere that seemed a little strange was suddenly dispelled.

The craftsman's bright red mouth was wide open, and he was speechless by Zhao Chuanxin's continuous cannon, and only after a moment did he say: "I will go to the dock to pick up the sawboat insect skins made by the workers overnight, and make armor and cloak for you......"

Diagnosed, bipolar disorder. Still struggling.

(End of chapter)