Glancing at the neatly stacked wolf skins, the tiger master sighed heavily, and shouted to his subordinates:

"Take the wolf's skin, cut off the wolf's legs, and take them up the mountain together."

"Obey, Tiger Master!"

Miss Yingzi rode her horse and walked a few steps, couldn't help but look back again, glanced at the direction where Linghu Po was far away, grinned, and sighed in her heart:

In this world, if you want to be alone, how can you do it? We'll meet again sooner or later!

Thinking of this, her spirits were lifted, her legs clamped the horse's belly, and the jujube red horse neighed and galloped away.

Hu Ye and the others hurriedly took the wolf skin and wolf legs and followed.

……

Linghupo carried a heavy bamboo basket on his back and crossed the mountains and mountains, which was not easy at all.

The bamboo basket contained four hares, two pheasants, ten wet wolf skins, and a large roe deer skin, which weighed a hundred catties in total.

The crux of the matter, he also got lost, wandered around the mountains for a long time, and finally found the mark he carved on the tree.

The main thing is that this path is still unfamiliar, and if you come to hunt a few more times, you won't get lost.

No way, Linghu Po was still in the cave where he rested last time, using the same method, he built a bonfire, roasted and ate half of the pheasant, and after recovering his strength, he hurried back.

In the evening, Linghupo entered the village, but unexpectedly, it attracted many villagers to watch.

Everyone sighed.

The reason is very simple, it is all the wolf skin on his body and in the basket, and the hideous wolf heads hanging one by one, causing trouble.

"Po baby, did you encounter a pack of wolves?" An old hunter asked, his eyes full of doubt.

"Hmm!" Ling Hupo nodded, and his footsteps did not stop.

"Then you... Are you okay? The old hunter opened his mouth in astonishment, and pointed to the wolf's head and wolf's skin with a look of disbelief.

The old hunter knew that if he encountered a pack of wolves while hunting, it would be nine deaths.

Because you can't kill the wild wolf, it's not easy to scare away, and if the Orion is outnumbered, you can still break through.

But Linghu Po was alone, and the most incredible thing was that he was able to calmly peel off the wolf skin and carry it back.

In most cases, the Orion breaks through, how can they have the leisure to pay attention to the dead wolf, and there is still a chance to skin the wolf, and it is too late to escape.

But if you can get a wolf skin, you are lucky enough to meet a lone wolf who is out of the group, and drag it home after being killed to get a wolf skin.

Therefore, wolf skins, like animal skins, are quite valuable, because they are rare.

But the Linghu slope in front of you...

"I'm fine, uncle!" Linghu Po, who had already walked away, turned around and gave the old hunter a simple smile, and continued to stride home.

That night, the story of Linghupo entering the mountain to kill wolves and peel their skins spread in Shiyao Village.

All of a sudden, he became a man of God.

Xiuniang heard the shouting outside the courtyard, and also pushed open the courtyard door and walked out, only to see Ling Hupo wearing a sheep and wolf skin mix, carrying a bamboo basket of wolf head and wolf skin walking home.

Behind her, followed by a group of village cubs, she was also stunned.

The wolf's head is very hideous, coupled with the wolf's own ferocious notoriety, everyone will shudder when they see it.

"What are you doing standing here, it's windy at the intersection, let's go back quickly." Linghu Po beckoned Xiuniang into the courtyard, closed the gate, put down the bamboo basket in the courtyard, and sat on the ground, panting.

"You... You've met a pack of wolves... You shot all this? ”

Xiuniang didn't have the personal experience of the old hunter, so she didn't have an unbelievable look, but she was just surprised by Ling Hupo's divine power.

She had heard her adoptive father talk about Linghu Po before, saying that he was a good hunter with excellent physical strength and arm strength.

Unexpectedly, he is really powerful.

Shooting a few hares, pheasants, or roe deer goats or the like is too sparse for a good hunter.

Can you fight with wild beasts or wolves, isn't it divine power?

Xiuniang asked, her heart was really beautiful.

"Of course it's me, but not all of them... Alas, it's a long story, so go and burn the half of the chicken first, cook it, and I'll tell you about it slowly in the evening. ”

"Hmm!" She happily took half of the pheasant and ran into the kitchen.

Ling Hupo sat for a while and began to tidy up the bamboo basket.

And he spread out ten wolf skins on the wooden poles of the courtyard and cooled them, and took out four rabbits and a pheasant, and laid them by the courtyard wall, and then brought the hunting tools and the ingots of silver into the inner room.

After dinner, Ling Hupo, who had been scrubbed clean, lay naked in the fire pit and covered with a futon.

Under a butter lamp next to her, Xiuniang was sewing clothes and pants for him neatly, cutting the wolf skin and sewing it into a leather jacket.

"Hey Dalang, you haven't told me yet, who helped you when the wolves attacked you?" Xiuniang bit the cotton thread with her teeth, glanced at him, and asked softly.

Dalang?

In Ling Hupo's remaining memory, Xiuniang called him Dalang very early, but since he became involved in gambling and drunk and beat people, she never called him again.

Now it sounds very intimate, warm and comfortable.

"I'll tell you, but don't talk nonsense to outsiders." Linghu Po admonished.

"Who am I going to talk to, there are no sisters here... You say, I'm not going out and talking nonsense. ”

Seeing Ling Hupo's nervousness, she smiled and her cheeks tightened.

"It's a horse bandit on Hawkbeak Mountain."

"What... Horse bandits... Ouch..."Xiuniang was startled, and the long needle pricked her finger.

"What's the matter, the needle stuck in your finger? Deep or not, let me take a look. ”

Linghu Po was anxious to lift the futon and get off the kang, but suddenly found that he was naked and hurriedly covered it.

"It's okay, just prick it with a needle and let some blood out." Xiuniang squeezed her fingers and disagreed.

"Xiu'er, you go to the kitchen stove, cover the wound with burnt straw ash, and then bandage it with a small cloth." Linghu ramp.

"No, no... This..."

"Obedient, you have to go into the water to wash things tomorrow, I'm afraid of bacterial infection, go quickly!" Linghu Po's tone was serious.

In ancient times, the needle was relatively thick, pierced deep and fell into the water, which could easily cause bacterial infection, and there was no antibiotic at the moment, and when the time came, it would become inflamed and the limb could only be amputated.

What's more serious is that the bacteria invade the blood, which is 'tetanus', and you will die.

"Oh... Okay, I'll go! ”

Seeing Ling Hupo's frowning and frowning ruthless look, Xiuniang hurriedly agreed, ran to the kitchen and covered the straw ash on the stove for a while, and then went into the house and tore a small strip of cloth to prepare to bandage.

"Let me tie it up for you." Linghu Po is directly the tone of the command, there is no doubt about it.

"Hmm."

Xiuniang was very obedient, holding her left hand, smearing a lot of straw ash on the wound on her middle finger, and holding a strip of white cloth in her right hand.

Ling Hupo sat up, topless, took a strip of white cloth, and bandaged it very professionally.

Such a close encounter with a half-naked man, even if it is Linghu Po, Xiuniang is the first time.

An inexplicable man's smell rushed to her nostrils, her face flushed with shame, the fawn slammed around, and her fingers trembled slightly.