A quarter of an hour later, everyone was ready to go, except Butcher Zhang who was still unconscious.

His eldest son was trembling as he carried him on his back.

Seeing this, Tang Youyou said nothing and tied Zhang the Butcher to the sheet, carried him and the wolf's corpse away.

Everyone carried torches and walked through the mountains and forests until dawn, when they heard the sound of rushing water.

Tang Youyou threw the singlet aside and sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at her straw sandals that were worn out and the blister that had long since turned into a callus.

With a cry of "Ouch", Butcher Zhang fell flat on his face.

Tang Youyou scratched his head and pulled him awkwardly: "Sorry, I forgot about you..."

Butcher Zhang was about to speak when he saw the wolf in the sheets faint again.

Seeing this, Yao Cuihua sighed, looked at her palm, and slapped him without hesitation. It seemed that she slapped him too hard, so she grimaced and shook her hand.

Tang Youyou swallowed her saliva, she really had the guts to do it!

Butcher Zhang slowly woke up and felt his face burning!

Yao Cuihua straightened his head and said, "Don't get dizzy!"

"Wife, I think I saw a lot of wolves just now. Also, why does my face hurt?"

Looking at the clear slap mark on his face, Yao Cuihua put her hands behind her back in embarrassment.

"You're not mistaken. The wolf is right under your butt! Have you forgotten how you heroically killed the wolf yesterday?"

Butcher Zhang grinned and said, "Yes, I've killed several of them. Why should I be afraid of it?"

Tang Youyou raised an eyebrow: "Brother Zhang, we are going to make this wolf into jerky today. I'll leave the job of cutting the skin and bones to you!"

Butcher Zhang: “…”