The blue skyline is dyed crimson by the sunset, and the glow shines on the wooden houses in the bamboo forest, filling the entire bamboo forest with a sense of silence and loneliness.

Basking in the afterglow of the setting sun, Li Qingshan cooks somen noodles in front of a stove made of stones.

Slender strips of white jade noodles toss up and down in a large boiling iron pot.

Sprinkle some seasoning salt, grab a handful of baby greens and throw them into the pot.

After boiling for a while, a pot of somen noodles came into being.

The impatient little red horse took the chopsticks and sat on the side, and the horns of his mouth were about to drip into the iron pot.

When it came to cooking noodles, Li Qingshan had already reminded it to stay away several times.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, but every time I move my head back slightly, I come up again.

Looking at that posture, it is clear that he wants to drip the halazi into the pot, so as to enjoy this pot of noodles alone.

After dividing the somen noodles in the iron pot into two large porcelain bowls, Li Qingshan picked up the iron pot again and poured a full bowl of noodle soup into the two bowls.

"Eat."

Li Qingshan's words fell, like blowing some kind of horn to charge.

One man and one horse picked up the noodle bowl and sucked up the noodles in small bites.

The newly bought vegetables are paired with the breath of spring and the strong noodles, which is simple and not "bloated".

The refreshing taste, not greasy but fresh, makes people take a bite and can't stop the action of sucking the noodles.

It's just half a pillar of incense, and one person and one horse ate the two bowls full of noodles clean, and even the noodle soup that seemed to be "clear soup and little water" was drunk.

"Who's going to clean it up?"

Little Red Horse paused and said, "Huh! "...... [I'll go, the noodles you make, I'll wash the pot, ...... reasonably]

"Teachable!" Li Qingshan nodded with satisfaction, put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked towards the hammock on the side of the wooden house.

After pulling the hemp ropes on both sides of the hammock and making sure that the rope was not loosened, Li Qingshan jumped lightly and lay flat on the hammock.

Crash!

The two solid bamboos swayed, and the straight body was slightly bent.

The sun is sinking over the skyline, replaced by bright stars hanging over the night.

I am afraid that there are only so many stars to be seen in this era.

Li Qingshan glanced at the log cabin not far from his side.

Counting the days, he has been in this world for many years.

From walking out of the hilly county to this small bamboo town, he lived in a small wooden house with four walls.

But now, he is not as trembling as he was when he first arrived, and he doesn't have to live the days of eating the last meal and the next meal.

It's a pity that the wooden house is still the same, but its identity has undergone a huge change from human to treacherous.

Bang!

The little red horse who went to the river to wash the pot put the iron pots and chopsticks next to the stone stove, and saw that Li Qingshan was lying so comfortably, and he was also a little greedy.

But it didn't want to sleep in that hammock, and it wasn't that the hammock couldn't bear its weight.

The main thing is that it doesn't sleep honestly, and rolls from the hammock to the ground as soon as it rolls over.

Therefore, even if the hammock looks comfortable, it is not uncommon.

Walking to Li Qingshan's hammock, the little red horse lay down on his side.

A round and elastic belly is high.

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "You've been fat again recently." ”

"Boom!"

[If the horse is not full, how can it run? I'm not fat, it's the "strength" that I have hidden in advance! 】

Hearing this, Li Qingshan smiled indifferently: "Okay, you say yes." ”

"Whew~tweet!"

"Whew~tweet!"

Not long after lying down, the little red horse began to snore, and the speed at which he fell asleep was really envied by Li Qingshan.

To be honest, after Li Qingshan's practice, he almost didn't need to sleep anymore, even if he was a little tired, he would be more comfortable than sleeping in the past.

Because of this, it is even more difficult for him to fall asleep when he does not need to sleep.

After staying here temporarily, in order to strengthen humanity at all times, he adhered to the good habit of "working at sunrise and resting at sunset".

Even if you can't sleep, it's not impossible to close your eyes and think about things.

The sparks flowed, appearing and disappearing in Li Qingshan's body, and he practiced when he couldn't sleep, which was something he insisted on day after day.

The night turned quietly, and the ethereal time slipped away from the people.

In the middle of the night, a strong wind suddenly blew in the bamboo forest, and the wind blew the bamboo forest to sway, as if there were many people shaking the towering green bamboos together.

The two green bamboos that the hammock "relied on" also ignored, and between the swaying, Li Qingshan also swayed.

Suddenly, two large black shadows emerged from the wooden roof.

The wooden house, which was not too strong, seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the two black shadows, and there was a clattering protest.

As if they hadn't heard the protest of the wooden house, the two black shadows were prostrate on the wooden roof, and two pairs of scarlet eyes were staring at the little red horse under the hammock.

In the moonlight, two dark shadows emerged.

The ape-like hairy bodies had black and blue faces, and two sharp fangs looming from their slightly open bloody mouths.

The body of this thing is not long, but the width is amazing, just the width of a black shadow, I am afraid it is two zhang long!

Sharp fangs, hooked claws, scarlet eyes, all of these things are terrifying when viewed separately.

Not to mention putting them together!

Burst!

The black shadow on the left leapt from the top and landed lightly on the grass.

The slight sound couldn't wake up the sleeping little red horse at all, but it made Li Qingshan, who had never slept deeply, open his eyes.

"Night Wanderer?"

Seeing Li Qingshan wake up, another black shadow also fluttered down from the roof.

The reason why the night wanderer got such a name is because it always acts at night and mostly feeds on domestic animals, cattle and sheep, which are sacrifices during sacrifices.

Unless there is really nothing to eat, the Night Wanderer will rarely attack people.

Therefore, when people find the nocturnal wandering god, they usually sacrifice some beef and mutton to eat every once in a while to ensure the safety of their villages and towns.

"Koko!"

An unpleasant sound came from the throat of a nocturnal wanderer.

I saw him point to the sleeping little red horse on the ground, and open his bloody mouth, revealing a pair of sharp fangs.

The meaning is obvious.

The Night Wanderer is coming for the little red horse.

If Li Qingshan was an ordinary person, he should have left his horse and ran away at this time.

However, now he is not an ordinary person, he doesn't even have the identity of a human being, so naturally he won't run.

"You can't eat it, let's move to another realm to feed."

After saying that, Li Qingshan waved his hand, and after directly isolating a qi machine, he lay down on his side again.

Seeing this, the two night wandering gods glanced at each other, and their scarlet eyes were full of doubts.......