Chapter 21 Leaving

The night gradually darkened, dotted with stars.

There was complete silence in Funiu Village.

"Squeak~"

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding sound of the door opening, the door of the old village chief's house slowly opened.

A man and a dog appeared outside the door.

The earthen-walled courtyard was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

There was a long table in the yard, with an oil lamp and a lot of rabbit bones on the table.

The oil lamp was still on and the flame was flickering.

Under the light, the old village chief's clansmen gathered around the table, including the three Zhao Dahu brothers and others. Every one of them was there.

They were either lying on the table, or leaning beside the table, or lying on the ground not far away.

They were foaming at the mouth, their faces were black, their lips were purple, and they had stopped breathing.

"Don't look at it anymore, it's all cold..."

Fang Zhixing's eyes flickered and he was astonished.

"Hehehe, they drank the defective water and they all went to heaven!"

Xigou was very proud and arrogant. It can be said that he made an indelible contribution to this operation.

To be honest, people like Zhao Dahu actually all died at the hands of Xigou.

The thin dog's bloodline awakened, and his sense of smell was greatly enhanced. While he was having fun in the woods, he accidentally discovered a kind of mushroom and accurately smelled that the mushroom was highly poisonous.

Then, things suddenly became simple.

"A family should be neat and tidy."

Fang Zhixing laughed happily, cleaned up the scene quickly, and recovered the captured arrows with interest, finally obtaining seventy-eight arrows.

In addition, he also took out fifty-two big coins.

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The next morning, the weather was still fine, with blue sky, white clouds and bright sunset.

Fang Zhixing got up early in the morning, lit a fire, and cooked some rice porridge with four eggs.

After breakfast, the man and the dog started packing their bags.

In fact, there was nothing much to clean up. Just pry the iron pot off the stove and stuff it into a broken bamboo basket along with the old hen, eggs and other things.

Fang Zhixing carried a broken bamboo basket, put on his bow and quiver, led his donkey, and accompanied by his small dog, he left Funiu Village in the morning glow.

All the way down the river to the south.

"If I remember correctly, to reach that market town from Funiu Village, you have to cross four mountains." Fang Zhixing said in a voice transmission.

The dog was speechless and said, "It's eighty miles in total, and there are four mountains in between?"

Fang Zhixing nodded and said, "Funiu Village is very remote. Eighty miles is actually the straight-line distance. If you measure it by foot, it may be two or three hundred miles."

The little dog couldn't help but hum a song: "The long road is open to me, with courage and kindness..."

The man and the dog walked farther and farther away, and Funiu Village disappeared behind them.

The sun climbed all the way from the horizon to the top of our heads.

Fang Zhixing and the little dog walked along the river bank without resting for a moment, and walked about forty miles in the morning.

At noon, they stopped, made a fire, cooked, had lunch, and fed the donkey.

After resting for an hour, we continued our journey.

In the afternoon, after walking for more than two hours, a hill appeared in front of us. It was more than two hundred meters high and blocked the way.

One person and one dog climbing a mountain.

"Be careful, I smell a beast."

The dog sniffed the air and said, "This hilltop should be the territory of some ferocious beast."

Fang Zhixing understood the situation, took out the bow, held it in his hand, and remained alert at all times.

Climb the mountain and go down the mountain.

All is well.

After going down the mountain, Fang Zhixing saw a fork in the road and a signpost.

On the left side leads to "Woniu Village".

On the right side leads to "Xiaoqinghe Town".

The road signs are very clear.

It’s a pity that Fang Zhixing is illiterate and can’t understand what is written on the road sign.

But he knows numbers.

The full name of the market town he was going to was "Xiaoqinghe Market Town", which should be five characters.

In addition, the market town is in the south, which corresponds to the direction on the right.

The man and the dog walked along the mountain road without stopping, and the sun gradually set.

They couldn't find a place to stay, so they had to sleep in the wild.

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

This is very dangerous.

Not to mention that there are many ferocious beasts hunting at night, which are difficult to guard against. Just the fact that people are in the wild will inevitably be bitten by a large number of mosquitoes, which will be very uncomfortable.

It would be even more uncomfortable if there was a strong wind or rain at night.

"Let's take turns sleeping tonight," Xigou suggested.

Only then will you know that there is nothing wrong with doing it.

However, their imagination was too good.

After nightfall, mosquitoes swarmed in wave after wave, making them so miserable that they couldn't sleep at all.

After finally making it to dawn, Fang Zhixing found himself with lumps all over his body, covered with red blood spots, as if he had eczema. It was extremely itchy and would break if he scratched it. He was so miserable that he could not even cry.

Thin dogs are in a much better situation because they have fur to protect them.

In the morning, the man and the dog were sleepy and tired, and yawned as they climbed over the second hill.

Fortunately, the journey was safe and uneventful.

After going down the mountain, they walked along the mountain road. After walking about sixty or seventy miles, a village appeared beside the road ahead.

Fang Zhixing immediately became alert and did not approach rashly. He sent a voice message: "Xigou, go and take a look."

The thin dog has two lives, and this kind of exploration work is most suitable for him.

"good!"

Xigou didn't refuse, and he had no way to refuse. If he didn't take the risk, he would definitely not have his next meal.

So the thin dog walked carefully into the village.

After a while, the dog came back and said, "It's a deserted village, no one is there."

Deserted village?

How is that possible?

Fang Zhixing frowned and said, "Some of the houses are clearly newly built, didn't you notice?"

Xi Gou Lian said: "I found bones everywhere in the village, about 20 to 30. I suspect that the village was looted. The villagers may have been killed or fled."

Fang Zhixing asked: "Can you tell by smell, such as the odor of human sweat, that the village has been uninhabited for a long time?"

The thin dog responded, "Yes, I'm sure that village doesn't smell of fresh sweat."

Fang Zhixing was relieved. He looked at the sky and estimated that it was around four o'clock in the afternoon. He said thoughtfully, "Let's spend the night in this deserted village."

The thin dog was also tired and said, "Okay!"

The man and the dog then entered the village and chose a better house to move into.

After that, they searched the village carefully.

There were bones scattered on the ground, and the bones were covered with coarse linen clothes.

Fang Zhixing examined several skeletons and found a hole in the skull of one of them, suggesting that the person died from having his skull smashed.

(End of this chapter)