Han Li really didn't care how the others were grouped, but after Captain Liang told everyone to leave, Han Li and Liang Dawei walked out of the village while chatting.

However, because the shacks were scattered all over the place, everyone soon parted ways.

Han Li took the dog to the hut he had built and hung the lantern on the roof.

Two sheets were taken out of the satchel, one spread on a haystack much higher than the ground, and the other was left for the night when you went to bed, and as for the pillow, you could just cut off the dry trunk and peel off the skin.

But this night's shack was really boring, there was no electric light, no nephrite in the arms, and there was no superfluous sound around except for the sound of the wind, insects, and owls.

It's a good environment to read, but unfortunately the light here is too weak, and it looks very difficult.

Han Li had no choice but to turn the horse light on the top of the shack to the brightest level, and then took out a thick candle and lit it, which made him feel much better.

However, he smiled when he looked at Han Li, the mountains, the thatched huts, and the scholars who read at night.

Isn't this a proper chatterbox? It's just that I don't know if there is any beautiful fox fairy lady who has taken a fancy to herself.

Come to a night of reading with red sleeves and fragrance, and wander together with bosom friends.

Han Li kept seeing that his eyes were sour, so he got up and went outside to release the water, and told the dog lying at the mouth of the shack.

He went back to the shack, took off his clothes, blew out the lanterns and candles, tore through the sheets and covered his head, and went to sleep.

Nothing happened tonight until Han Li's biological clock woke him up again.

Reminded by the biological clock, Han Li opened his eyes and reached out to touch it before he remembered that he had slept halfway up the mountain last night.

At this time, the sky was still dark before dawn, but Han Li had already started today's practice shirtless and wearing big pants.

Xingyi boxing's various boxing fights, spring breeze and rain duel, and finally the exercise of resisting blows.

However, there was an advantage to sleeping here, that is, there were many trees around, and these were all living trees with roots, unlike the trunks erected in Han Li's yard, they had a higher tolerance for impacts, and they could withstand more of Han Li's impact force, which made him very enjoyable to practice.

Han Li was now like a bear scratching on a tree, using his chest, back, arms, legs, top of his head, and the back of his head to keep hitting the tree, and the dull sound of impact was transmitted far away at dawn.

However, fortunately, the place chosen by Han Li was far away from all the shacks in the village, and when the sound reached them, the other party would also think that it was a woodpecker pecking at the trunk.

After Han Li finished practicing, in addition to sweating, there was more dust and bark powder from the trees.

Han Li had thought of this problem when he was building a shack here, there was a thin stream not far away, and although the water flow was not large, it was absolutely no problem to satisfy his usual drinking water and washing.

However, the current stream was really cold, and Han Li had goosebumps on his body as soon as he stroked it.

After simply washing the sweat off his body, Han Li couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at the bruises and wounds on his body that had been bumped out because of his insolence, whether he had the heart or body control, he would have such an impulse today.

Han Li returned to the shack and took out the ointment from the decomposition space and began to apply it to his wounds, he was relieved after applying it all, he didn't want his bones to be deformed, his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, and he was covered in scars, which did not conform to his cultural person's line, and would also make him lose a layer of protection that could deceive many people.

Han Li then put on his clothes and led the dog and began to walk back, at this time everyone was almost already up, and they would not gather at this time, everyone just walked back with their teammates.

After Han Li returned home, the Yun family sisters had already gotten up and made breakfast, and when they saw him come back, they hurriedly stepped forward to take the lantern in his hand and the firearm on his body.

"Brother Li, how was last night? There are no beasts, right? ”

"No, it was very quiet last night, this time is different from last year, I'm afraid it's a long battle."

"Village Chief Zhao is really, why do you have to go to the vigil."

"Little sister, don't talk nonsense, Village Chief Zhao is a good intention, if Han Li doesn't show up for a long time, it's not good."

"Oh, Brother Li, let's eat first, my sister and I have already cooked the meal, just waiting for you to come back."

Han Li glanced at the freshly lit sky outside, and when he looked at the two sisters, he already had a familiar smile on his face.

"It's still early, so I'm not in a hurry to eat or something, I think we'd better do something more important now."

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By the time the Yun sisters went to the consignment to open the door, everyone had already gone to work, and there was not even half a figure on the street.

After the sisters left, Han Li turned around and went to deliver the ice cubes He Mi needed today.

Two more days passed unhurriedly, and Han Li was at home during the day reading a book and calculating the recipe, or going to the river to relax his mind.

At night, he would take the dog to the shack halfway up the mountain, and nothing happened in the past two days.

Not only Han Li, but everyone else relaxed, thinking that it was just a different place to sleep.

There is also the news from Li Jiatun, since the day after that incident, Li Dake's second son only appeared in the village to deal with his father's funeral.

But no one stepped forward to help, not even his second uncle ignored it.

Li Dake's second son kowtowed to all the people in Quantunzi, and no one was willing to come over to help.

In the end, the smell of corpses spread far away, and the captain of Li Jiatun organized a few people to come forward, and simply pulled them into the ground and buried them, the whole process couldn't be simpler, and there was not even a drummer.

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Today's weather has been bad, the sky is full of dark clouds, gloomy as if it is about to rain at any time, but when it is about to get off work, I don't see a drop of rain falling, everyone just earns a sultry heat.

Han Li looked at the overcast sky for a whole day, thinking in his heart that with such weather, he shouldn't have to go to the shack tonight, but before his thought fell, Captain Liang's voice came from the loudspeaker in the village.

"It may rain tonight, but we can't let our guard down just because it's raining, we can't give any wild beast a chance to spoil our village's crops, so let's go to the fields early today, and don't wait for it to get dark and out of sight.

If you go out late to catch the rain, not only will the road be difficult, but you will have to stay up all night in wet clothes,.。 ”

Under Captain Liang's tirade, Yun Jingjing went home early to cook for Han Li, and gave him a "tarpaulin" and a raincoat. Everything you might need is ready.

It may have been approaching evening, and the sky seemed to be getting more and more gloomy just as Han Li was eating.

"If it rains a little in this weather, it's a good time to sleep with you, but it's a pity that Captain Liang has to let me sleep alone in the shack at night this week."

Yun Jingjing heard Han Li's complaints, and there was also a trace of regret in her heart, after all, sleeping with her little sister was different from holding Han Li, so she spoke.

"Why don't I go with you in the evening."

"I really want you to go with me, but after all, it's a shack over there, and if it rains heavily, there is probably no place to sleep, and I am reluctant to let you suffer with me, and besides, there is no one else to go to, so we can't do this special."

Han Li had eaten and was tired of Yun Jingjing for a while, and with some reluctance he went out with the dog and the basket on his back.

There were a lot of people who went to the other side of the land today, and Han Li walked out of the village after laughing with everyone along the way.

However, Han Li's shack was the farthest place, so only the dog accompanied him on the last leg of the road.

Han Li came to the front of the shack and took a look, first putting the things he had brought inside.

When Han Li first made this shack, it was the kind of open type without a door, so that the wind could usually blow in, and it would be cooler when he slept.

But it didn't look like it was raining today, so Han Li first used tree branches to make a small door for the shack to prevent rain from drifting inside, and then took out a "tarpaulin" to add another layer of waterproofing to the shack.

After doing all this, Han Li patted his head and picked up a shovel to dig a drainage ditch around it, he didn't want to be soaked in the rain pouring in his sleep.

Han Li finally turned around again before nodding in satisfaction, there was absolutely no problem for such a shack to resist the ordinary heavy rain.

In fact, when Han Li was reinforcing his shack, the others were doing the same thing, but their method of reinforcement was relatively simple, and they didn't have such a thing as a "tarpaulin", so they could only cut some more reeds by the river and tie them up.

After Han Li had done all this, the sky had completely darkened, and at this time, the wind had begun to blow in the sky.

There is a way that the wind is the head of the rain, the fart is the head of the *, and now the wind is the rhythm of the rain.

Han Li stood in front of the shack halfway up the mountain, the wind blowing, and the clouds in the distance had already appeared one after another due to the wind blowing, and there were already lines of electric light between them, followed by a dull thunder.

In this situation, Han Li still didn't return to the shack, he sat on the stone and touched the dog's head and looked into the distance, quite a bit of a fugue posture, but Han Li didn't know what he was thinking in his heart at the moment.

However, as a muffled thunder rang out above Han Li's head, his scattered thoughts were suddenly pulled back.

At this time, it was already dark and he could barely see anything, so Han Li got up and patted the dirt on his ass and returned to the shack.

Lighting the horse lantern, Han immediately felt a lot warmer in the dark shack, which may be the phototropism of people.

Han Li took out the book under the light and continued to read and ponder, at this time, the wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the number of lightning and thunder was becoming more and more frequent.

At this time, the dog nesting in the door suddenly stood up and let out a low roar into the distance.

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