Chapter 10 (1/2)

How can there be no sun?

I'm in a hurry. If it's not dark, I won't be able to get out forever?

After chopping wood, the old woodcutter drank water for himself and was ready to rest.

I quickly rubbed my eyes and said with tears, Grandpa, I miss my parents. Can you take me back.

He squeezed out a few tears from his eyes.

Seeing me cry, the old woodcutter smiled and said, you are so interesting. You have a lot of flowers at a young age.

I was found out. I scratched my head in embarrassment. I stood and didn't know what to say.

The old woodcutter looked at me and said, your fragrance is very special, like an old friend of mine.

I raised my arm and smelled. It was the smell of the woman's body. Being held by her for a long time, I was also stained with that unique fragrance.

But there are two kinds of old friends, old friends and old enemies. I don't know what kind of relationship he has with the female corpse. I don't dare to intercede.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the old woodcutter threw the dead rabbit to me and said, peel it, and the skin should be complete.

Let me work, that's a good sign. I mentioned the dead rabbit and looked at it. Only his axe for firewood can be used.

He reached out to pick it up, but when he pulled hard, the axe was set on the stake and did not move.

My eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and I moved Yangyuan to work again. Now I can carry it together with the wooden stake, but the axe still didn't move. I suddenly realized that it was not too tight, but the axe was too heavy.

The old woodcutter can go in and out of the array calmly and live in it. Naturally, he will not be an ordinary person.

I didn't say a word and looked around for the knife. Seeing this, the old woodcutter threw a wooden axe, which was very small, like the one that adults cut for children in the countryside.

Pick up the small wooden axe. It's heavy in your hand. I don't know what material it is. The blade is still very sharp. It's no worse than the iron axe.

I held it in my hand and squatted down to deal with the rabbit.

In Shiao mountain, I was self-sufficient and easy to do. After a while, a complete rabbit skin was peeled off.

The old woodcutter took the rabbit skin into the house. More than half an hour later, he came out with a rabbit skin hat and handed it to me. He said that he should remember to wear it when he goes to bed in the future.

I nodded absently and asked him if he was going to take me down the mountain.

Um! The old woodcutter answered. I hurried to return the wooden axe to him.

The old woodcutter smiled brightly and said, here you are. Go back and tell your daughter-in-law that she owes wudaoshan a favor.

He knows the woman's body is my wife?

I dare not take the initiative to admit it. At the same time, I know that it is difficult to repay the human debt. I don't want to cause trouble to the female corpse because of a toy, so I put the small wooden axe back on the stake and said no.

The old woodcutter laughed and said, ”what I said is to send you down the mountain. Don't you want to go down the mountain?”?

I frown slightly, so I have no choice but to let the female corpse return the favor. Who makes her my wife. Glancing at the small axe on the wooden pier, the old woodcutter didn't want to take it anymore. He hurried to grab it in his hand.

Since we owe a favor, we should naturally take more.

When he went down the mountain, the old woodcutter walked in front. I followed him. When he was near the foot of the mountain, there was a whining cry from the distance. It was the fox. The cry was faint, far and near. I was a little upset.

I looked at the rabbit hat. The fox was crying. The rabbit. If I put on the rabbit hat, will it treat me as a rabbit?

Mourning is not a good thing. Is it a means of harming people?

I looked at the old woodcutter's back and didn't dare ask.

The old woodcutter took me to the foot of the mountain, stopped to say, and went out three steps ahead. I see you are absorbed in my firewood cutting. You can come to me in the mountain when you have time.

Um! I answered perfunctorily. After two steps forward, he turned back and bowed his thanks. Then turn around and take a quick step.

The sight blurred and the white and black changed. The old woodcutter didn't lie to me. He really walked out of the array in one step.

It is already dusk outside. In sharp contrast, it can better reflect the excellence of wudaoshan. Outside, the fox's faint cry disappeared.

I've been lost for nearly ten hours. Fubo must be worried and dare not delay. He walked along the mountain road to Bagua town.

But I just turned over a hill. Before I came out, I heard a voice behind the hill. I hurried to hide in the weeds next to me.