Chapter 21 Leaving

The night gradually deepened, and the stars dotted the sky.

Funiu Village was completely silent, and there was a dead silence.

"Squeak~"

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

A man and a dog appeared outside the door.

The earthen courtyard was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

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

The oil lamp was not extinguished, and the flames flickered.

Under the light, the old village chief's clansmen gathered around the table, including the three brothers of Zhao Dahu, etc., all of them were there.

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

One by one, they were foaming at the mouth, their faces were black, their lips were purple, and they had already stopped breathing.

"No need to look, they are all cold..."

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he was shocked.

"Hehehe, they drank the problematic water and all died!"

Xigou was very proud and arrogant. It can be said that he played an indispensable role in this operation.

To be honest, Zhao Dahu and his men actually all died at Xigou's hands.

Xigou's bloodline was awakened, and his sense of smell was greatly enhanced. When he was having fun in the woods, he accidentally found a kind of mushroom and accurately smelled that the mushroom was highly poisonous.

So, things became simple all of a sudden.

"A family should be neat and tidy."

Fang Zhixing laughed happily, quickly cleaned up the scene, and took back the captured arrows with interest, and finally got 78 arrows.

In addition, he also took out 52 big coins.

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The next morning, the weather was still fine, with blue sky and white clouds, and the sunset glowed for thousands of miles.

Fang Zhixing got up early, made a fire, and cooked some rice porridge with four eggs.

After breakfast, one person and one dog started to pack their bags.

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

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

All the way down the river to the south.

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

The thin dog said speechlessly: "A total of eighty miles, with four mountains in between?"

Fang Zhixing nodded and said: "Funiu Village is very remote. Eighty miles is actually a straight-line distance. If measured by footsteps, it may be two or three hundred miles."

The thin dog couldn't help humming a song: "The long road is long and I can go on it with courage and warmth..."

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

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

Fang Zhixing and Xigou walked along the river bank without a break. They walked about 40 miles in the morning.

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

After resting for an hour, they continued to set off.

In the afternoon, they walked for more than two hours. A mountain appeared in front of them, more than 200 meters high, blocking the way.

One person and one dog climbed the mountain.

"Be careful, I smell the scent of a beast."

Xigou sniffed the air, "This mountain should be the territory of a beast."

Fang Zhixing understood, took off the bow, held it in his hand, and was always alert.

Climb the mountain and go down the mountain.

Safe and sound.

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

The left side leads to "Woniu Village".

The right side leads to "Xiaoqinghe Town".

The sign was written very clearly.

Unfortunately, Fang Zhixing was illiterate and could not understand what was written on the 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 was in the south, which just happened to correspond to the direction on the right.

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

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

This was very dangerous.

Not to mention that there were many beasts hunting at night, and it was hard to guard against them. Just say that people in the wild would inevitably be bitten by a large number of mosquitoes, which would be very uncomfortable.

In case there was a strong wind or rain at night, it would be even more uncomfortable.

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

Fang Zhixing was fine.

However, their imagination was too beautiful.

After nightfall, mosquitoes swarmed in one after another, making them miserable and unable to sleep at all.

After finally making it to dawn, Fang Zhixing was already swollen all over, with red blood spots everywhere, as if he had eczema, it was extremely itchy, and it would break if he scratched it, and he was almost crying without tears.

The thin dog was protected by fur, so the situation was much better.

In the morning, the man and the dog were tired and yawning as they crossed the second hill.

Fortunately, the journey was safe and uneventful.

After going down the mountain, the two of them walked along the mountain road. After walking about 60 or 70 miles, a village appeared on the road ahead.

Fang Zhixing was immediately on full alert and did not approach rashly. He sent a voice message: "Xiaogou, go and have a look."

Xiaogou has two lives, and this kind of road-finding work is most suitable for him to do.

"Okay!"

Xiaogou did not refuse, and there was no way to refuse. If he did not take this risk, he would definitely not have the next meal.

So, Xiaogou walked into the village carefully.

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

Deserted village?

How is it possible?

Fang Zhixing frowned and said, "There are a few houses that are obviously newly built, didn't you notice?"

The dog 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 that the village has been uninhabited for a long time by smell, such as the smell of human sweat?"

The dog replied, "Yes, I'm sure there is no fresh smell of sweat in the village."

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

The dog was tired and said, "Okay!"

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

After that, they searched the village carefully.

The bones were scattered on the ground, and the bones were wearing 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.