Chapter 16 Another bird

"Oh~"

The big rooster is covered with red and black feathers, with a scarlet comb on its head. Its tail is like a big fan, and it sways from side to side as it walks. He seems to be alone, looking majestic and powerful.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou looked at each other.

"The old village chief's chicken!"

"Pretty fat!"

The man and the dog were in sync and quickly looked around.

"No one else..."

The little dog listened carefully and transmitted the message.

Fang Zhixing remained calm, slowly grasped the bow and pulled out an arrow.

Just at this moment, the big rooster turned around and faced away from him.

Whoosh! Arrows fly!

The rooster's head sank and it fell to the ground headfirst. It kicked around with its two claws a few times and then became silent.

The arrow shot into its eye, causing instant brain death, and it didn't even have time to utter a single cry.

Fang Zhixing quickly put away his bow and arrow, grabbed the rooster and stuffed it into the broken bamboo basket.

Then he glanced around again to see if anyone was peeping.

"Hurry up, go home, it's braised!"

The little dog was very excited and shouted with snot running down his nose.

Fang Zhixing's head was hot, but he was unusually calm. He shook his head and said, "Don't worry, we'd better not eat chicken in the village."

Xi Gou Lian said: "What are you afraid of? No one will know it was us who did it."

Fang Zhixing said seriously: "Once the old village chief finds out that his big rooster is missing, he will definitely suspect that someone stole it and will search every household. The smell of chicken blood is so strong, there are so many chicken feathers, and the aroma of roasted chicken is so strong, how can it be covered up?"

The little dog was startled.

Come to think of it, even if Fang Zhixing disposed of the chicken blood and burned all the chicken feathers, it would be impossible to eliminate all the smell.

"What do you want to do?" asked Xigou.

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "Let's leave the village first."

The man and the dog did not go home, but left the village in an orderly manner, walking farther and farther away.

Funiu Mountains, surrounded by mountains.

Living in the mountains and wilderness, besides the many mountains, trees and rivers, there is another thing that is abundant: there are a lot of caves.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou climbed to the top of a hill and soon found a cave.

Fortunately, this cave does not leak. Not only is it dry inside, but there are also some dead branches and leaves piled up inside, which must have been blown into the cave by the strong wind.

"Well, here it is."

Fang Zhixing cheered himself up, took out the big rooster from the broken bamboo basket, plucked its feathers, cut open its belly, removed the internal organs, and roasted it over the fire.

While Fang Zhixing was busy, the little dog was also not idle, and was responsible for patrolling outside the cave.

“Wangwang!”

Soon, Fang Zhixing heard the shouting and quickly picked up his bow and arrow and ran out.

Looking closely, I saw the thin dog standing in front of a patch of low plants, wagging its tail.

Fang Zhixing ran over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The dog turned around, stuck out his tongue, and asked, "Do you think this is wild pepper?"

Fang Zhixing was cheered up and quickly looked down, and found that the plants in front of him were lush green with a few red spots.

A finger-shaped red fruit is grown among green leaves. The stalk and fruit are both upright. The fruit is small and conical.

"Yeah, it really is 'Chili Pepper'."

Fang Zhixing was overjoyed. He loved spicy food and couldn't live without it. Even though he had hemorrhoids, he still liked spicy food.

He quickly picked a handful of chili peppers, brought them back to the cave, crushed them on a stone, and made chili juice.

Time passed little by little, and it was almost noon.

Gradually, the big rooster was roasted, the skin was golden and oily, and the cave was filled with the aroma of barbecue, which drifted outside the cave, making the aroma fragrant.

The thin dog standing guard outside asked anxiously, "Are you done? Don't eat alone!"

Fang Zhixing tore off a chicken leg, smeared a layer of chili sauce on it slowly, and replied calmly: "Look at what you said, am I that kind of person?"

Take a bite and you'll be greeted with a spicy and

juicy taste!

Fang Zhixing ate with relish, gobbled up everything in no time, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

At this moment, the thin dog suddenly ran in, flew into a rage, and roared, "Good fellow, I knew it!"

Fang Zhixing licked his lips and replied, "What do you know? I didn't cheat..."

Before he could finish his words, the dog angrily shouted, "Bullshit, you didn't steal any food? Did the dog eat the whole chicken leg?"

Fang Zhixing said confidently: "You know nothing, I am just tasting it for you to see if it is poisonous."

The dog couldn't stand it anymore, so he jumped on it and shouted, "The other chicken leg is mine, and the chicken wing is mine too!"

Fang Zhixing tore off the chicken head and chicken neck without saying anything, stuffed them into Xigou's mouth, and said seriously: "The chicken head and chicken neck are more delicious."

The thin dog whined and his eyes were spitting fire.

However, the aroma of meat and pepper in the dog's mouth suddenly filled him, making him unable to stop. As if possessed, he quickly lowered his head and took a bite, which tasted very delicious.

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

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing laughed and said, "See, I'm good to you?"

"Okay, you whimpering legs!" the thin dog muttered.

The man and the dog shared the rooster. The rooster was very filling and made their stomachs bloated and full.

"This is the first time I've eaten too much." Fang Zhixing lay down, stroking his stomach, feeling very satisfied.

Xigou nodded and said, "The key is that it is spicy. It tastes so good that I even sweat."

Fang Zhixing touched his forehead, which was still a little hot, and replied, "It's good to sweat a little. I hope it can cure the cold."

The thin dog lay down, looking at the heavy rain outside, and felt sleepy.

Fang Zhixing also slowly closed his eyes beside the warm campfire.

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"Dad, our chicken coop collapsed due to the rain!"

Zhao Dahu ran over in a hurry and told his father that a big rooster and four old hens in the chicken coop were all missing.

"What?"

The old village chief suddenly became anxious. The old hen laid eggs every day, providing his family with eggs to eat. The eggs could be used to hatch new chicks and could also be exchanged for food, so he must not lose them.

The big rooster is also indispensable. Without it, the eggs laid by the hen cannot hatch into chicks.

In this year of famine, these five chickens are too important to lose.

"Go find the chicken!"

The old village chief gave an order and summoned all the men, women, young and old from the Zhao family to go out and look for chickens.

After more than half an hour, they found three old hens.

There was also a male and a female, who were nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Dahu said in a deep voice: "Dad, we have searched everywhere in the village, but we can't find him!"

The old village chief looked gloomy and said, "The chicken will not just run to a strange place. It must still be in the village."

Zhao Dahu's face changed and he asked in surprise, "Could it be that someone has captured our chickens?"

The old village chief glanced at the sky. The rain had just stopped and it was already night.

He took out a gong and started beating it.

Soon, all the villagers from each household gathered at the entrance of the village, including Fang Zhixing and Xigou, who had just returned from outside.

"Old village chief, what's wrong?" Bai Er's wife asked weakly.

The old village chief looked at every villager with a cold gaze and said in a deep voice: "Someone stole my chicken!"

The villagers looked at each other, you looked at me and I looked at you.

The old village chief shouted, "Whoever stole it, come out and tell me! Don't let me find you, or I will never let you off easily."

No one came forward to admit it.

Soon, Zhao Dahu and others ran over, holding a handful of chicken feathers in their hands, walked up to the old village chief, and muttered a few words.

(End of this chapter)