Chapter 1251 Fire Festival

"I don't know. However, when Brother Wen goes back, it is best to tell you about these two cheetahs as soon as possible, well, to Elder Lu, and listen to what he has to say. ”

"If these two cheetahs are coming to avoid wolves, this winter in Shiniuzhai, hehe, look at my luck, but Uncle Shi should be happy, but He Shuang's cultivation is too low, and relying only on the silkworm silver silk soft armor may not be able to protect her thoroughly. ”

Feng Rushan smiled bitterly in his heart.

Cheetah is agile, explosive, wild wolf cunning, endurance is better, the key is, most of the wild wolves are soil, in addition to the soft abdomen and throat and other vital parts, other parts of the defense is very strong, cheetah and wild wolf one-on-one, cheetah victory is larger, however, wild wolf, is a social animal, in the face of a pack of night wolves, three or five cheetahs, can only run as far as possible.

"Brother Mu is reasonable, let's go, let's go back to Elder Lu and Patriarch Mohuai to report, these two leopards are not authentic. ”

Zhewen put the two cheetahs on his horse, extinguished the fire, and didn't even bother to eat the roasted grass shadow rabbit.

"It's a pity to waste such a fat rabbit. ”

Feng Rushan picked up the roasted Grass Shadow Rabbit and threw one to Zhewen.

He had a feeling that this winter, in Shiniuzhai, there were not many opportunities to eat freshly roasted rabbit meat.

......

"Well, how far were the two cheetahs from you at that time?"

Lu Hua looks to be in his thirties, with a high nose and thin lips, and a handsome face, but his eyebrows are thick and black, and his eyes are as black as paint, which is very smart, but the gaze in his eyes is very cold and indifferent, like a snowy mountain.

"Elder Lu, at that time, Mu Yan had his back to the direction where the cheetah appeared, I sat opposite him, roasting the rabbit, and waiting for him to remind me, I raised my head, the cheetah was about ten zhang away from us, right,......。 ”

Although he was puzzled as to why Lu Hua cared about these details, Zhewen still recalled the situation as much as possible.

"Oh, roast bunny. Dzewen, how many arrows did you shoot against the warriors of the Yellowstone tribe that night?"

Lu Hua nodded nonchalantly.

The patrol team does not work hard, but roasts rabbits and drinks, this, how to say, although it is illegal, it is, it is very common.

It was too cold at night, so it was understandable to warm up with two sips of wine.

"This, there are about seventy or eighty, well, less than eighty, Mu Xue gave me eight quivers, and in the last quiver, there are still 3 arrows left,......。 ”

"Why is Elder Lu asking this?"

More than half a month has passed, and Zhewen really doesn't remember how many arrows he shot that night, in fact, even if he asked him at the time, he couldn't be sure.

He didn't bother to pay attention to these useless things.

"Oh. What did Mu Yan do with the waste arrows he picked up?"

"There are a total of 12 quivers, and Zhewen himself used eight of them, according to Mu Yan's archery rhythm, hehe, sure enough. ”

Lu Hua slowly picked up a glass of wine and nodded absentmindedly.

Mu Yan said that Xiaobei was a little cold, and those waste arrows were used up by them. Elder Deer,......。 ”

The general feather arrow, the arrow is metal, but the arrow shaft is wooden, the waste arrow is roasted, it is normal, but Luhua's problem is very abnormal, Zhewen can't help but want to defend Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei.

That's his savior.

"It's okay, Dzewin, I'm just asking. The cheetah is likely to have been driven by wild wolves, and you just need to know this in your heart, so don't talk about it yet. ”

Lu Hua directly interrupted Zhewen.

"Elder Lu, when we roasted the rabbit, Mu Yan was still worried about Mu Xue and Gabe's rabbit tail scarf, I think, Mu Yan, is a good friend, Mu Xue girl,......。 ”

Although Zhewen respected Lu Hua, he still had to finish what he had to say.

The wolf plague is difficult to avoid, so it is necessary for Luhua to confirm the credibility of the wandering hunter, Zhewen can accept it, but, have you ever heard of a person who is a spy and drags his family with him?

Feng Rushan and his wife really have ulterior motives for coming to the Shiniu Tribe, killing the warriors of the Huangshi tribe may not prove anything, the pasture of the Shiniu tribe has become a flood discharge area, and it is not the Huangshi tribe that benefits, they are likely to come from other tribes, and they will attack the Huangshi tribe easily, the possibility is not nothing, the opponent of the Huangshi tribe, there is more than a small Shiniu tribe, but it is absolutely impossible for Mu Xue to be vindictive at this juncture because of a scarf and his own maid.

The spy has to ask for a pure white rabbit tail scarf, which is not scientific.

"Mu Yan don't have any doubts, they and his wife, maybe this time it is the nobles of our Shiniu tribe, Zhewen, you go down first. ”

Zhewen raised his glass and drank a large glass full of mare's milk wine.

"Roast the fire!"

Waiting for Zhewen, who was suspicious and obviously unconvinced, to push out his tent, Lu Hua gently slapped his palm three times, and after a while, a short black figure appeared in the tent, and Lu Hua whispered a few words to the black figure.

After the two pillars of incense, the black figure came out of the Shiniu Village, and went straight to the hill where Fengru Mountain shot the Huangshi tribe that night, and after the figure, followed by three and the hound.

The arrow shaft can be burned, the arrow, it will not be able to, the fire, the Yellowstone warriors shot out thousands of arrows, most of which were picked up by Feng Rushan, and the waste arrows add up to a lot of weight, and ordinary people will not carry them with them.

......

"Ha, Brother Wen, I guess, you must have been the most handsome guy with little girls at the Fire Festival. ”

In the small square in the center of Shiniuzhai, a large number of bonfires were lit, around the blazing bonfire, there were large bowls of milk tea, whole bags of spirits, large pieces of beef, mutton and horse meat and other food, a large group of young men and women drank and had fun in the passionate drums, sang and danced, and sang ancient songs in their mouths, Murong Xuefei also wanted to jump down with Fengru Mountain, but unfortunately, she was no longer a little girl.

"Haha, I definitely was. Miss Mu, Brother Mu, the most lively thing in the Fire Festival is the wrestling challenge, and whoever wins the wrestling match will be able to get the heart of the most beautiful girl,......。 ”

Zhewen drank heartily, already drunk.

The so-called fire festival is a festival that many tribes in the Qinke grassland have, there are various sacrifices and blessing ceremonies during the day, praying to the wolf god for a warm and safe winter, and a bonfire party is held at night, unmarried young men and women complain to each other in the fire festival, and their feelings are determined for life, which is also one of the traditional projects.

The defense of men and women of the nomadic people is not very strict, and the love and love before marriage are rarely too restricted, of course, the two love each other, where it is a miracle, even if there is no family to pay attention to that set, whether you can get the favor of the dear girl, but also depends on your luck, or rather, wrestling skills.

"Hehe, Luhua chose to hold a grand fire festival at this time to boost morale and unite people's hearts, which can be regarded as well-intentioned. ”

The Fire Festival, like other festivals in the Qinke grassland, does not have a fixed date, but chooses a date at the end of the year, according to Zhewen's news, the patrol team has encountered several large beasts that are rare under normal circumstances at night, although there are no casualties, and there is no panic in the tribe, but Feng Rushan believes that people with a heart should have some ideas.

"Ha, this is Mo Yun, he is so thin and small, he took the initiative to challenge the big black man, I think he wants to hug the beauty tonight, it's enough. Mu Yan, did you lose to Master Lu in wrestling back then, and the leg of mutton ran with him,......。 ”

Everyone was almost drunk, and a priest in a white robe stood up, embroidered with the appearance of a minotaur, and the priest danced and sang continuously, and finally poured a large glass of unknown liquid into the bonfire, and the bonfire suddenly became loud, crackling wood crackling, and then, the wrestling challenge, officially began.

The first pair of debuts, one of them, Murong Xuefei knows, is the eldest son of the former patriarch Mo Huai, Mo Yun, but the opponent Mo Yun challenged, tall and healthy, with bulging muscles all over his body, looks like an iron tower, very strong, Murong Xuefei is not optimistic about Mo Yun's future.

"Haha, I know that there is Uncle Shi waiting for me in front, and I deliberately lost to Master Lu,......。 ”

"I heard that Moyun's archery is good, but depending on the body shape, the strength should be average, wrestling, maybe very good at it, why should you be the first to play, and take the initiative to challenge Nanxi, and take the humiliation on yourself. ”

Mo Yun is twenty-one and twelve years old, the cultivation of the early stage of the first-order warrior is not bad, Mo Yun has a well-proportioned figure, looks agile, dexterous, strong, and not thin, but his opponent Nanxi, although he is also a first-order early stage of cultivation, but at first glance he is a person with infinite strength, empty-handed hand-to-hand combat, or wrestling, Feng Rushan also does not think that Mo Yun can take advantage.

Of course, he wasn't familiar with wrestling or anything. Monk, don't play with these.

"Nonsense, I see that you are waiting, well, Brother Wen, which girl Mo Yun and Hei Da have taken a fancy to at the same time, you can show me. ”

Many years after the leg of mutton, Murong Xuefei met Feng Rushan, and there were other people waiting for him in front, and they are still waiting for him in Fengming Mountain, but the past is over, and Murong Xuefei is too lazy to worry about Feng Rushan.

"Haha, Mo Yun is good, this is like a man, Miss Mu, Nanxi is the number one wrestler among the younger generation, Mo Yun will definitely not win, but if you lose, you have to lose clearly, maybe Hua Yao likes his strength to not admit defeat, Miss Mu, you see, that is the first beauty Hua Yao in the tribe,......。 ”

Hua Yao likes not to admit defeat, and Zhewen doesn't know, he is past the age of being interested in such little gossip, however, Mo Yun's identity is not ordinary, he and Nanxi both like Hua Yao's things, Zhewen has still heard of it.

Mo Yun was originally very promising to become the patriarch of the Shiniu tribe.

"Nanxi's name is not good, there is no manhood, Xiaobei, if it's you, Moyun and Hei Da, which one do you like?"

Murong Xuefei, of course, is not really interested in the so-called first beauty of the Shiniu tribe, she is not interested in all the beauties, and the story of Hua Yao is the most ordinary love triangle, two men fall in love with a girl at the same time, which is not exciting.