Chapter 15 Cold He

quietly moved over, drew his bow, aimed, and released!

Whoosh!

The string vibrated, and the arrow flew through the air. The instantaneous acceleration created a lightning-fast effect within a short distance.

"Quack~~"

The call of a bullfrog suddenly changed, becoming extremely shrill and cruel.

The frogs were startled and jumped up and scattered.

Fang Zhixing's mouth curled up slightly. For some reason, the vigilance of these bullfrogs after the rain seemed to be very low, allowing him to easily pick up the missing ones.

“Hit!”

The little dog was ready to go and jumped out.

But Fang Zhixing's face suddenly changed, and he said in a voice transmission: "It's dangerous, don't go!"

"ah?!"

The little dog was startled, braked suddenly, hit its mouth on the ground, somersaulted, and fell flat on its face.

Fang Zhixing's pupils contracted severely.

All I saw was a black shadow suddenly swooping down from a big tree next to the shallows, opening its bloody mouth and biting a bullfrog jumping in the air.

The black shadow was over three meters long and as thick as a bucket. Its body was covered with densely packed black and white scales, and it had a huge mouth and terrifying fangs.

What a terrifying python! It pounced in mid-air, so ferocious! The python swallowed the bullfrog in one gulp, and its tail swung in mid-air, knocking down two jumping bullfrogs, knocking them unconscious on the ground, and swallowed them easily.

Then the python noticed the bullfrog that was pierced by an arrow in the ground. It had an arrow in its abdomen and was bleeding profusely.

It paused for a moment, then opened its mouth, bit its head and pulled it back.

Swish!

The arrow pierced the bullfrog's abdomen, torn it in two and entering the python's stomach.

So cruel!

Fang Zhixing and Xigou were terrified by what they saw, and they immediately curled up, dodged and retreated.

However, in the blink of an eye, all the bullfrogs nearby had run away. The python turned its head and suddenly stared at the tiptoeing little dog.

"Fuck!"

The little dog was terrified and ran away.

The python lowered its head and crawled close to the ground, as fast as a running cheetah.

"Shoot it!"

The little dog screamed in fear.

Without him shouting, Fang Zhixing had already turned around and shot an arrow.

The arrow flew through the air towards the python, hit its back, and bounced off with a bang.

Like shooting at a metal shield.

"Can't shoot through it?!"

Fang Zhixing felt a chill in his heart, but this arrow made the python turn sharply and pounce on the flying arrow.

Fang Zhixing and the little dog rolled and crawled away.

“Hoo, hoo~~”

At the edge of the forest, a man and a dog were lying in the mud, panting heavily. They were so tired that they could hardly move a finger.

Soon, it started raining again.

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Night fell and the rain came in torrents.

Amid the rumbling thunder, Fang Zhixing and Xigou struggled through the mud and returned to Funiu Village in the rain.

They walked with heavy steps, as if their legs were filled with lead.

When I walked to the entrance of the village, I looked up and saw the tired faces of the man and the dog suddenly changed color.

I saw an old woman hanging on a big tree at the entrance of the village. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were stripped off, her body was covered with bruises, and her death was miserable.

"She is Aunt Song!"

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly and knew at a glance that this was the masterpiece of the old village chief.

Eat up the whole family! Eat up the whole family!

All of the Song family’s money and grain should have fallen into the hands of the old village chief.

Seeing this, Xigou said in a deep voice: "Good people don't live long these days!"

Fang Zhixing said nothing. He returned home, immediately started a fire, and dried his wet clothes to warm himself up.

“A-choo!”

The little dog suddenly sneezed.

Fang Zhixing was about to say something to him, but unexpectedly, he also sneezed and his nose started running.

“Coocoocooo ...

The man and the dog's stomachs growled again and they were extremely hungry.

Fang Zhixing didn't have time to think about it. He took the bullfrog out of the broken bamboo basket and sighed speechlessly: "I worked so hard all day and only got this little food."

Put it on the fire and roast it.

Xigou got a frog leg, and the remaining big pieces naturally all went to Fang Zhixing.

"Too little, not enough to eat."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The little dog was still not satisfied and complained.

Fang Zhixing was so tired that he was too lazy to talk. He lay down on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

Wake up.

When Fang Zhixing opened his eyes, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, as if someone was pricking his throat with a needle.

He wanted to sit up, but he felt dizzy and his whole body ached. He touched his forehead and it was hot.

"Oh my god, I have a cold and a fever!"

Fang Zhixing cried out in his heart, got out of bed, walked to the water tank, scooped a bowl of cold water to drink to relieve the sore throat.

"Fang Zhixing, I feel so bad."

Suddenly, the groaning sound of a thin dog was heard.

Fang Zhixing looked down and found the thin dog lying on its side, looking listless, with a pool of vomit beside it.

"Are you sick too?"

Fang Zhixing's face became uglier and uglier, and he said speechlessly: "You caught a cold and you infected me."

The dog refused to accept the news and said, "Nonsense! It's obvious that you caught a cold and infected me!"

Fang Zhixing cursed in frustration: "Dog flu!"

The little dog yelled, "You're going to have an abortion, you're going to have an abortion!"

"Enough, you talk too much!" Fang Zhixing was in an irritable mood and pushed open the door unhappily. It was still drizzling outside and the yard was full of water.

The village was very quiet and the birds were no longer singing.

Fang Zhixing thought about it and suddenly asked the dog, "I heard that if a dog is sick, it will find herbs to eat by itself. Can you do that?"

After hearing this, the dog got up and tilted his head in surprise, "Is this true? I still have this skill?"

Fang Zhixing said: "Hurry up and try it."

The thin dog then walked out of the door, and Fang Zhixing followed behind. The man and the dog went into the woods and looked for grass everywhere.

Every time the thin dog encounters weeds, it runs over to smell them.

Fang Zhixing picked some wild vegetables by the way.

"Fang Zhixing, this grass!" The thin dog suddenly barked.

Fang Zhixing looked over and saw that it was a kind of bright green weed with heart-shaped leaves. The upper surface was rough with scattered coarse hairs, and the lower surface was densely interwoven with white cottony hairs.

"What kind of grass is this?"

The little dog didn't recognize this kind of grass, but he felt that eating it would be good for him.

Fang Zhixing recognized it and replied, "It should be 'ramie', a herbaceous plant that has the functions of clearing away heat, promoting diuresis, stabilizing pregnancy and stopping bleeding, and detoxifying."

Xigou suddenly realized and said thoughtfully, "I almost forgot that your mother was seriously ill before and drank a lot of Chinese medicine, which were all boiled by you."

Fang Zhixing didn't want to talk about this topic, so he picked a dozen leaves, returned home, boiled them into water, and ate some wild vegetables to fill his stomach.

Afterwards, while the rain was getting lighter, the two of them took their hunting tools and went out hunting despite being sick.

There is no other way! If you don’t want to die of starvation or disease, you have to fight hard.

A man and a dog walked out of the house and were about to leave the village when suddenly they saw a chicken walking past them.

(End of this chapter)