Chapter 11: The Aftermath of the Catastrophe

After the boat sank, Geng Jingzhong pulled the little witch to the rapids, and only surfaced after being washed away for dozens of meters. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Geng Jingzhong is okay, he knows a little about water, but the little witch is a landlubber, even choking on several mouthfuls of water, his demeanor is a little impotent, the moment the Tianshan snow beaver enters the water, he breaks free from the arms of the little witch, floats on the water, and loyally guards the master's side.

Geng Jingzhong pulled the little witch with his left hand, and paddled vigorously with a purple gold knife with his right hand, swinging frequently, struggling to swim to the other side of the river.

The water is turbulent, coupled with the fetters of the little witch, although Geng Jingzhong tried his best, his speed was extremely slow.

Fortunately, the little witch has calmed down from the initial panic, and is working hard to cooperate with Geng Jingzhong's movements, coordinating with his movements, thus relieving Geng Jingzhong's considerable pressure.

The other side is getting closer and closer, Geng Jingzhong and the little witch also seem to see hope, their spirits are lifted, and the speed is much faster.

But when less than a stone's throw from the shore, more than a dozen people appeared on the opposite bank, dressed in black and holding longbows, lined up in a row, stretched out their bows and arrows, and aimed at the two of them.

Geng Jingzhong and the little witch Wan never imagined that they had just left the danger and entered a dead end.

What should I do? Whether to retreat or not is within the range of the fire, Geng Jing was loyal, turned his head and said to the little witch: "Ready, let's speed up and rush over." ”

The little witch was highly concentrated at this time, thinking, attacking is not the best policy, she can only be beaten passively, and she has no power to fight back, for today's plan, outwitting is the best policy, thinking of this, she said to Geng Jingzhong: "You have great strength, get closer in a while, you can throw the Tianshan snow beaver ashore, we can escape from death!"

Geng Jingzhong is convinced of the little witch's wisdom, but he has no confidence in the ability of the Tianshan snow beaver, but he will still do what the little witch asks, all dead horses are used as live horse doctors!

As the shore got closer and closer, and the faces of each shooter could be seen clearly, the little witch said to the Tianshan snow beaver floating in front of her, "Go to him!"

The snow beaver of the Tianshan Mountains obediently swam in front of Geng Jingzhong, and the two little black eyes stared at him fixedly, as if they knew what he was going to do!

Geng Jingzhong handed the purple gold knife in his right hand to the little witch, and held the tail of the Tianshan snow beaver with one hand. With the little witch's order, Geng Jingzhong used all the strength of his body to pull the Tianshan snow beaver towards the opposite bank.

A graceful arc rises from the river, flying straight to the air on the opposite bank, the archers only see Geng Jingzhong in the river waved, there was more than a wingless bird in the air, they were all surprised, in a trance, the snow beaver of the Tianshan Mountains had fallen to the top of their heads, and everyone found that it was not a bird that flew in, but a snow-white cat.

This snow-white big cat that can fly, as soon as it landed, it landed on the shoulder of an archer, and before the archer could react, the sharp claws of the big cat had already torn his throat, and the four feet had a focus on the Tianshan snow beaver, giving full play to its terrifying speed, bloodthirsty nature, between the lightning and flint, the archers fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, blood splashed, and the corpse was on the spot, miserable!

At this time, Geng Jingzhong and the little witch had left the river and went ashore and came to the dead bodies of the archers, but found that this group of killers were of the same age, the bows and arrows in their hands, and the swords they wore were all the logos of the Xiao Cavalry Battalion, and the little witch said: "This should not be the person of King Jin!"

Geng Jingzhong said: "The Xiaocai camp is under the command of King Qin, and these people should be sent by him, so it seems that King Qin has also intervened in this matter." ”

The little witch leaned over and picked up the Tianshan snow beaver beside her, and straightened its water-soaked hair, and the snow beaver also kissed the little witch's hand with her small mouth, and stretched her waist for a long time.

Geng Jingzhong ignored this, he searched for the fire from an archer, and said to the little witch: "We must find a shelter from the wind, and dry our wet clothes, the spring cold is biting, otherwise we will get sick!"

At this time, the little witch felt that her body had been soaked in water, and the cold was unbearable, and she shivered!

The two walked a few hundred meters along the coast, and stopped at the edge of a cliff, the cliff was a few feet high, just to block the cold wind from the north, Geng Jingzhong found some dead branches and yellow leaves, and lit them with the fire-starting things they had just found.

The flame is weak at first, then vigorous, and finally bright. Geng Jingzhong said to the little witch: "You roast first, I'll watch the passers-by!" After speaking, he turned his back to the fire, walked more than a dozen steps away, and stood with a knife.

The little witch was very moved, but she didn't say anything, she quickly took off her coat and roasted herself against the flames! The snow beaver of the Tianshan Mountains also stretched her waist by the fire, slowly roasting her wet white hair. There was silence by the fire, save for the crackling of firewood and the rustling of clothes.

Soon the outer garment was dry, and the little witch quickly took off her underwear and trousers, put on the warm outer garment, tied it only with silk silk around her waist, and began to bake the wet underwear and trousers again. When she was changing clothes, she couldn't help but glance at Geng Jingzhong, who was standing with a knife not far away, the cold wind blew his wet clothes, even if he was strong, he couldn't help but tremble, seeing this scene, the little witch felt a pain in her heart.

Finally, everything was dried, and the little witch was dressed and cleaned up. Hurriedly called: "Brother Geng, come over quickly!"

Geng Jingzhong turned around and came to the fire, and just wanted to untie his clothes, when he suddenly saw the delicate little witch, who was looking at him embarrassedly, and stopped his hand!

The clever little witch said to the Tianshan snow beaver: "Don't be lazy, let's find something to eat!" After speaking, she walked towards the north side of the cliff.

About two quarters of an hour later, Geng Jingzhong baked his clothes and put them on, and the little witch also came back with the Tianshan Snow Beaver! The harvest was quite fruitful, there was a hare and a pheasant! I wanted to come to the Tianshan Snow Beaver to do this work, but it was a big deal and a little use!

Geng Jingzhong, who had hunted and hunted, handled the prey, it was very handy, skinned, gutted, and after a while, he put them on the branches and roasted them on the fire.

The flames are blazing, the aroma is bursting, the Tianshan snow beaver is lying on the fire, looking at the game meat on the branch in Geng Jingzhong's hand, saliva gradually flows out of her mouth, the little witch looks at the greedy appearance of the Tianshan snow beaver, and she is angry and funny!

Geng Jingzhong was also very interested in the Tianshan Snow Beaver, stroked its little head, and said to the little witch: "Your little thing really has aura, how did you get it?"

The little witch said happily: "Its mother is my mother's pet, it is naturally my pet, I raised it single-handedly!"

"Then who taught it its skills?" Geng Jingzhong asked curiously.

"The ability to hunt is innate, and the ability to gamble is trained by me!" said the little witch proudly.

"Does it gamble?" Geng Jingzhong couldn't believe.

"Yes, it can see through the air!" explained the little witch.

"What about the gambling house?" Geng Jingzhong realized.

"Yes, it's all to it!" the little witch affirmed.

"It's amazing!" Geng Jingzhong praised sincerely, "It has a good relationship with you, it was in the river just now, and it has never left you," he said and tore off a roasted pheasant and handed it to the Tianshan Snow Beaver: "Give, reward you!"

The Tianshan snow beaver took the chicken thigh in his mouth, and a pair of small black eyes showed a grateful look!

Geng Jingzhong tore off the other thigh again, handed it to the little witch, and said with emotion: "I understand the emotions of people and animals, I also raised a pet when I was young, it is called Red Wolf, because the old emperor took me to go and left him on an errand, I have been separated from the Red Wolf for more than three years, I don't know how it is now." Geng Jingzhong sighed for a while.

After hearing these words, the little witch had a deeper understanding of Geng Jingzhong! She couldn't help but say: "Brother Geng, let's eat quickly, let's go on the road after eating, and return to Luoma Villa early, and we can see your father and the red wolf!"

Geng Jingzhong sighed: "It's not going to be soon! We don't have horses!"

The little witch looked disdainful: "Buy it again!"

Geng Jingzhong said: "I have no money!"

The little witch pointed to the snow beaver on the ground and said, "Are you afraid that you won't have any money with it?"

Geng Jingzhong smiled, "That's right, it's your cash cow!"