When the sun is not setting.

The young Master Nan had already prepared everything early, only to see him empty-handed, and his feet were light and shuttling through the mountains and forests full of dangers.

The forest is dangerous, and sometimes there are jackals, tigers and leopards.

But for the sake of rare food, he can only race against the night tirelessly, the night in the mountains and forests is very dangerous, he must rush back to the deserted temple before the last bit of light of the sun disappears behind the mountain, otherwise there will be great danger.

"Found ......"

Nanji said to himself, he lowered his voice, and his eyes passed through the gaps among the dead leaves, and saw the pheasant hiding in the middle of the grass in the distance.

Several pheasants of different sizes and coats were huddled together, and the surrounding grass was deliberately made into a nest, and there were many scattered feathers in it.

In order to survive the cold and unbearable winter, the pheasants have accumulated thick fat, all of them are round and fat, and they are squatting in the weeds' nest with their eyes closed.

They only come out at noon, when it is warmest, and try to dig through the soil to see if they can find some grass seeds to satisfy their hunger.

It's almost dusk, and whether they find food or not, they will return to their nests on time and gather to keep warm.

"It's quite fat, just ......"

Nan Er didn't rush over, if he rushed out of the grass, no matter what, he would scare those pheasants, and if they ran away at that time, Nan Er wouldn't be able to catch them.

Although his light skills are very good, it is still difficult for him to catch a few pheasants running quickly in the overgrown mountain forest.

Quietly took a few steps back, then looked around slightly.

There were a lot of dead branches and gravel on the ground, so he picked up a few pieces casually, picked out the size, found a few of the right weight, and held them in the palm of his hand.

Then he changed to a more convenient position, and he was ready to make a move.

With his left hand, he gently pushed away the dead branch in front of him, and then shook the stone out of his right hand while trying to control the sound.

Hmmm-

Even a small stone can make an instant sound of breaking wind.

Then there were two snaps, and the stones that flew out struck the body of the pheasants, and some of them were struck in the head, and they died at that time; Some were only hit in the wings, and quickly fluttered several times, and their bodies deftly burrowed into the grass.

Nan Er threw out a handful of stones just now, he couldn't guarantee that every stone hit those pheasants, after all, he had never practiced hidden weapons, and it was impossible to do it without fail.

He didn't chase the pheasants that had escaped, but walked to the front of the chicken coop, picked up the two pheasants that had been killed just now, and looked at the fat and thin, still very happy.

"Well, I've got a good deal tonight."

Shaking the pheasant in his hand, while the sky was not completely dark, Nan Er hurriedly began to return the same way, walking for a long time along the traces left by himself when he came, until the sun had all set.

Darkness reigned all around.

"No, it's supposed to be this way...... Am I on the wrong track? ”

Nan Er casually pulled a tree vine, tied up two pheasants, and carried them in one hand. The other hand subconsciously rested on the hilt of the knife on his waist, which was a habitual action he was used to, and he could instantly pull out the knife to defend himself when he encountered danger.

I looked at the footprints left on the ground.

That's right, isn't this the footprint you left before? The size and length are exactly the same as their own, but the direction is wrong.

If I want to go back now, I should just go against the footprints I made when I came, but the footprints that appear in front of me now are actually in the same direction as myself.

"What's going on......"

Maybe it's because he's been with Xia Zhicicada for a long time, and when he encounters any strange things now, he will subconsciously think about demons and monsters.

Hmph, what's so scary.

"If I do run into a ghost, I'll split him in half!"

After saying a half-truth to cheer himself up, he was emboldened, and even pulled out the long knife at his waist, and looked at the footprints on the ground with the light of the knife.

That's right, it's your own footprints. Whether it is the size or length, or the strength of the foot and the distance between the feet, it is exactly the same as yourself.

Nan Er was a little troubled, but he wasn't afraid, after all, he hadn't seen the ghost yet, so it was impossible for him to scare himself.

But now there is a dilemma, whether to follow the footprints on the ground or continue to walk in the direction of the footprints.

He thought about it carefully, since he hunted pheasants, he didn't stop much when he turned around and left, and the footprints on the ground were all against himself at first, but I don't know when, it was like a trance moment, and the footprints on the ground changed.

Tick, tick.

The wounds of the pheasants have been bleeding all the time after they were hit, but they were in a hurry just now, and there was a loud clicking sound when they stepped on the dry branches and hay under their feet, so they didn't pay attention to the sound of the pheasant's blood dripping.

Now that he has stopped, there has been another thing of insanity of footprints, which makes Nan Er have to fall into deep thought, and the sound of blood dripping at this time is particularly harsh.

Tick, tick......

The sound was harsh, almost like a chirping chicken that clucks out the window when you want to sleep.

When Nan Er was in a dilemma, he suddenly remembered that Xia Zhician had taught him a simple way to exorcise evil spirits, which was to take a breath, and then bite the tip of his tongue, preferably to bleed, and then close his eyes and squirt out.

The blood on the tip of the tongue is a pure yang thing, and it is the most able to ward off evil spirits.

(Good boys, don't learn.) ）

He bit his tongue hard, then squirted out with his eyes closed. Of course, after all, it's your own tongue, and even if you accidentally bite it while eating, it will hurt for a while, let alone bite it.

In fact, Nan Er didn't know if he had bitten it or not, so he just bit it hard and then squirted out, waiting until this mouthful of saliva was finished.

He dared to open his eyes.

The footprints on the ground that were exactly the same as their own disappeared, leaving only the original weeds and dead branches, which had not been trampled on at all.

"Whew...... it, it hurts. ”

Nan Er hurriedly took a few steps back, and finally saw his footprints again, confirming that they were left before he hunted pheasants, so he walked back in the direction of the footprints.

There were no accidents, and then he walked smoothly to the front of the deserted temple he had seen before, and saw the fire in the side hall on the left through the half-open broken mountain gate.

He was about to enter the door when he heard a loud scream.

It was from the horse, which was tied to the tree, and with this loud cry, the horse began to struggle beside the dead tree, and kept shaking its muzzle to break free from the reins that were tied to the dead branch.

"What are you doing? Scare me, wait until I'm full to feed you......"

Nan Er thought that the horses were hungry, and saw that his affectionate master only cared about getting food for himself, but he didn't remember to feed the horses that had been running hard for a day.

"Besides, isn't there grass around you? You won't be able to take two bites with your head down, and you don't know how to eat until you hand it to your mouth! ”

He was kind of referring to Sang scolding Huai.

The horses did not understand, but still neighed vigorously, and then kept trying to break free from the reins, and the dead tree, which was not thick, made a creaking sound.

The key horse is not one, it is two military horses from the official post station, whether it is endurance or strength, they are much more powerful than ordinary horses.

After three swaying, two swaying, the dead tree finally made a last protest, and then broke off in response, and then the two military horses seemed to have a tacit understanding, directly turned the horse's head, and galloped out.

"It's broken, come back!"

By the time Nan Er realized that something was wrong, the two horses had already galloped out, and their speed and power almost caught up with the cavalry of the army charging in the army.

He hurriedly chased out several steps, but without even grabbing a horse's tail, he ate a mouthful of smoke and dust.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

Nan Er spat out the dust in his mouth, and anxiously looked at the direction where the horse had disappeared, but now there was no trace of the horse, and he could only faintly see the smoke and dust raised.

"What's going on?"

He wondered because he didn't understand the horse's unusual behavior, and because he didn't see the extreme panic in the horse's eyes in the darkness of the night.

Animal instinct is always faster than human perception, and animals often send out the alarm and choose to flee before a natural disaster such as an earthquake or flood occurs.

Nan Er frowned, he was thinking about how he and Xia Zhician could get out of here, it was not difficult to leave here with his light skills, but the problem was that Xia Zhician was injured and had not healed now, and he couldn't use spells, so he could only walk slowly on two legs.

He was thinking about it when suddenly a dark shadow came behind him.

The black shadow stretched out two hands and gently placed them on Nan Er's shoulders, so light that they barely weighed. But Nan Er is a martial arts practitioner, even if it is the weight of a needle, he can feel that something is wrong, and instantly realize that there is someone behind him.

The other party can actually have no footsteps, you must know that this is in the mountains and forests, there are dry grass and dead branches everywhere, as long as you step lightly, it will inevitably make a sound and be heard.

Nan Er didn't even notice the other party, if he hadn't felt the weight on his shoulders, he wouldn't even know that there was someone behind him.

But as soon as he was about to struggle, he suddenly felt the hands on his shoulders suddenly sink, from fluttering like cotton to two towering mountains, directly suppressing all his actions.

He couldn't move, his hand was on the hilt, but he couldn't pull out the knife because his shoulder couldn't move, so he could only stand stiffly in place.

The other party's origin is unknown, but he doesn't say a word.

Nan Er wanted to look back, but suddenly remembered that he and Xia Zhicia had heard an old hunter say in the previous town, he said that there were wild wolves in the mountains and forests, and they would quietly walk behind the lone traveler, and then take the opportunity to put their two front paws on the other party's shoulders, and when the other party turned back, he suddenly bit his throat.

At that time, Nan Er still didn't believe it, how big can a wolf be? Even if you can stand up, you can't be as tall as a person, let alone put its front paws on your shoulders.

But at that time, the old hunter also said that after this wolf became a sperm and could eat people, it could grow unusually large, and he had seen a wild wolf like a calf when he was young.

Of course, I don't know if it's bragging.

Nan Er can't move now, and he doesn't dare to look back, the strength on his shoulders is greater than the strength of ordinary strong men, and it is impossible for him to break free in an instant.

He could only widen his eyes, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at what was the hand pressing against him on his shoulder.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

Where are the hands on his shoulders, which are clearly a pair of gray and dull hair, and the nails are as sharp as knives......

Wolf Claw!