Chapter Ninety-One: Alto in the Luxury Car Group

Ren Baqian touched the body armor on his body, the crossbow, the firearm, and the saber next to him, and finally put his mind at ease.

On the other side are sleeping bags and spices.

Ren Baqian got up and put on the holster first, checked the magazine of the gun and stuffed it in, and then put on his clothes. After that, tie the body armor inside the sleeping bag, and wait until the place where the thing is put on.

Everything was ready, and there was a knock on the door: "Lord Ren, the time for abundant hunting is coming." ”

Ren Baqian heard the sound of the iron knife, but he didn't expect him to inform him.

Pushing open the door, it was already getting dark.

Iron Dao was standing outside: "My lord, the hunt is about to begin, don't be too late." If you hold this thing, you will definitely be able to get a good ranking in this hunt, and even the first place is possible. ”

And the two little ones were rolling and licking because they were awakened and were starting to get angry, holding the legs of the iron knife and gnawing there, but the iron knife didn't even look at them. Anyway, the skin is rough and the meat is thick, and these two little guys can't chew it, it's just a little itchy.

Ren Baqian looked at the small porcelain bottle in the hand of the iron knife, and after taking it, he asked, "What is this?"

Iron Dao said that he could get a good ranking in this harvest hunt, so it must be related to hunting. Could it be that it is a drug that is thrown out of a radius of 100 meters, and then you can pick and choose the fat and the thin, and only in this way can you get a good term, right?

Iron Dao showed a hearty smile: "This is handed down from my ancestors, and it can attract all the beasts in a certain range of the mountain, and I didn't have a chance to use it, so I gave it to my lord." ”

Ren Baqian looked at it and suddenly felt that the porcelain vase in his hand was starting to burn, and he almost threw it out.

You don't think I'm dying fast enough, are you? I don't even have to beat a rabbit, and I use this thing to lure all the beasts in the mountains? I guess I can't even find the corpse.

Ren Baqian let out a sigh and asked calmly, "Say, how much do you hate me?"

Tie Dao looked dazed: "My lord, this is a good thing, it's hard to find now, my grandfather passed on this bottle to my father, and my father passed it on to me." The adult is a good person, and this time I participated in the harvest hunt, so I thought about giving it to the adult. ”

Ren Baqian sighed, he really couldn't tell these two stunned people. If I had that strength, would I still need to say it?

But thinking about this thing is really useful, if you encounter something, throw it directly to it, maybe it will have a miraculous effect.

"Thank you. Ren Baqian patted the iron knife on the shoulder, put the bottle close to his body, and pointed to the sleeping bag tied with rope behind him, "Help me carry it." ”

"Okay. Iron Dao took the sleeping bag in his hand, and followed Ren Baqian to the cattle pen of the beast garden, where the Wangshan bird was located.

Ren Baqian pulled the Wangshan bird out and touched it twice on its head, and the Wangshan bird immediately squinted its eyes comfortably.

Seeing that the iron knife was there to tie the sleeping bag and other things to the Wangshan bird, Ren Baqian hung the crossbow and quiver aside, and took out the perfume from the bag outside the sleeping bag and sprayed it on the Wangshan bird before turning over and sitting on it.

"Ahh

The Wangshan Bird didn't seem to like the smell on its body now, and paced uneasily, and Ren Baqian hurriedly touched its head to appease.

"Help me take care of the roll and lick!" Ren Yaqian greeted.

"My lord, hydration bag!" Iron Dao glanced at and hurriedly beckoned.

Ren Baqian patted his head and almost forgot about it. Riding the Wangshan bird to the well, filling the water bag with water, and then sailing away.

Out of the beast garden, go straight to the square outside the palace, where the meeting place is.

Far away, I saw that the square was bright, and torches were erected around it, and at the same time, the roar of people and beasts came from afar.

When he got closer, he could see that there was already a large group of people at the edge of the square, and when he got closer, he could see clearly, two or three hundred people were on the side of the square, and it could be seen that they were all ancient people, both men and women, talking loudly there.

The men are all tall, some are wearing silk tights, and some are wearing animal skins, Ren Baqian knows that these are the children of the central government, if they wear animal skins, it is not because they like it or because this time it is a rich hunt, so they wear more traditional.

The women are similar, most of them are in good shape, full of explosiveness and vitality, they haven't even seen a slightly chubby one, their hair is tied behind their heads, and they are full of heroism.

At this time, these people were all talking loudly, and it seemed that many of them knew each other.

Underneath them were all sorts of mounts, with blood-red oxen, horses from other countries, goats, and even an elephant, and a woman, who stood out from the crowd at once.

There was also a man riding a saber-toothed tiger, and the saber-toothed tiger seemed to be a little dissatisfied when he saw many animals around him, and let out a low roar in his throat, only to be slapped on the head by the big man behind him as soon as he made a half-sound. "Be quiet, don't make trouble for Lao Tzu. ”

Ren Baqian looked at the mounts of these people one by one more powerful, and then looked at the Wangshan bird under his buttocks, it felt like an Alto was mixed with hundreds of luxury cars, and he consciously found a place to stay in the periphery and observe the situation in the field.

A breeze blew, "Ahh

Five or six people who were a little closer sneezed in a row, and then glared at Ren Baqian.

They had seen Ren Baqian before, and a few of them had heard of this Honglu Sicheng, who had become a little famous recently, but no one paid attention to him. But the lookout bird on him or under his ass smelled too much.

It's not the smell of the birds, but a pungent aroma that tickles their noses.

Ren Baqian's face was speechless, he knew that he wouldn't spray so much perfume, so he asked the Wangshan Bird to walk to the side again, away from those people.

There were not only two or three hundred people in the field, but there were also several columns of sergeants in the middle of the square, about 500 or so, and they were all sitting on the huge sheep, with only the chest and left shoulder covered by leather, and the muscles of the whole body were directly exposed elsewhere.

And at the other end of the square, there was a group of people, and in the distance, I saw a few carriages that I had seen before, needless to say, these were people from the other three countries.

Those second-generation officials don't know any of the eight thousand, and they don't care about this Honglu Temple. The people on the other side know a lot, but they can't wait to peel their skin and debone more.

And now that he is a Dayao official, he can't get mixed with those people.

Ren Baqian had to wait alone on the periphery.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the palace gate to open as the sky began to light up, and several columns of heavily armed guards rode out of it. The costumes of these guards are very familiar to Ren Yaqian, who is a palace guard.

At the same time, the stadium began to fall silent.