There were a few whooshing sounds, and several arrows flew through the air.

One of the arrows shot through the leaping wolf, and it rushed towards him with such force that it rolled to the feet of the maid beside the campfire.

The maid screamed and turned around to hug Cheng Jiaoniang.

Fortunately, Cheng Jiaoniang was now flexible and threw the fire stick in her hand in time, otherwise the maid would have been burned if she had not been bitten by the wolf.

She looked up and saw arrows coming one after another. The arrows hit, and there were even two wolves with one arrow.

Soon the threat here disappeared.

In the night, several horses appeared nearby, and the people on the horses made howling sounds.

"...I haven't had fun shooting wolves like this for a long time!"

"..Brother, it seems like we are killing wolves in the northwest again!"

"Get out of the way and leave it to Grandpa. Grandpa is going to kill you!"

As another wolf was shot through the waist, the remaining wolves howled and ran away.

Everyone cheered in unison to celebrate the escape from the crisis.

The three bonfires were rekindled, and after a dangerous battle, all the barriers were eliminated, and instead there was a bit more intimacy.

The attendants worked together to recover the escaped horses, bandaged their wounds, and joked as fiercely as before.

Here, Master Chen Si and Manager Cao were chatting with the young man. Of course, neither of them asked where the other was coming from, they just thanked each other.

"It's dangerous to drive at night," Mr. Chen Si said with lingering fear.

"You don't know if you haven't been there, but you will know if you have been there. It's very good," the young man said.

Why is it... so good?

Master Chen Si and Manager Cao were stunned for a moment.

Looking at this young man, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. His clothes seemed simple, but he couldn't hide his aura of wealth. He seemed to be afraid of the night wind and put on a hood, and it was hard to see the description under the firelight.

He sat by the campfire, holding a branch in his hand and picking it back and forth in the campfire.

How can young people know the dangers of having sex...

Master Chen Si shook his head and looked at Manager Cao.

"If those men hadn't caught up with us, we would have been in serious danger this time," he said.

Manager Cao was scratched by a wolf on his arm. He was wrapped in a wound cloth and nodded.

Speaking of this, everyone looked over. Sitting next to another bonfire were a few men who seemed to have suddenly arrived in a rainy and dark night.

"What are they here for?" The young man also looked over and asked.

"Yes, I'm here to see a doctor." Mr. Chen Si said.

"A doctor?" The young man said in surprise. He looked at Mr. Chen Si and then at the people over there. His eyes finally fell on a woman who was wrapped in a big cloak and hood and could not be described clearly just like him.

Cheng Jiaoniang was watching the maid bandage up Brother Jin. The child had been bitten on the leg by a wolf just now. After all, he was still young, and the traces of snot and tears were still on his face.

While the maid bandaged him, she praised him. The two men next to her also patted his shoulders and praised the young hero for being extraordinary in the future.

The most dangerous situation that Brother Jin encountered when he was so old was an encounter with a few vicious dogs at the entrance of an alley. At this time, he actually fought against the wolves at night. After being frightened, he also felt extremely excited. He grinned when he was told that he had experienced this.

After returning from the battle, he became a good man.

"The injury is recovering well." Cheng Jiaoniang said, and then turned her head briefly to glance at the man who was being lifted off a carriage by a few men.

After not seeing each other for a few days, the injured man no longer looked like he was dying.

Like other men, the injured man stood tall and thick. Compared to before the illness, he had a strong figure. At this time, he had an unshaven beard and his face was a little sallow, but his eyes were full of energy.

"It's my lady's miraculous medical hand." He smiled, his voice was hoarse and he was short of breath.

"Madam, do you think my third brother wants to take some medicine?" the person next to him asked hurriedly.

"No need." Cheng Jiaoniang said, no longer looking at these people, but staring at the bonfire, "Just eat meat and drink wine to replenish your body."

The man laughed.

"Okay, okay, I like this kind of recuperation." He said with a smile, but also with a bit of regret, "I haven't had meat and wine for a few days, I'm so depressed, I wish I could just eat meat and drink and have a good time."

Cheng Jiaoniang turned her head and looked at him.

"The wine here is only slightly stronger than water, so it doesn't matter, just enjoy it." She said, pointing with the fire stick in her hand, "There's no meat over there."

there?

The men looked over and saw lying on the side of the road a horse that had just been bitten by a wolf and died without being able to save it.

There were noisy screams and jumps here, attracting everyone to look over.

"What are they going to do?"

"Eat meat, eat meat." The man shouted in reply, and he quickly took a knife to cut the dead horse's flesh.

It's a pity that there weren't many dead horses, but no one else had anything to eat, so it was a blessing in misfortune.

"Eat horse meat?"

"Isn't it too delicious?"

The men who set up a fire and started grilling horse meat laughed.

"You pampered people, how could you know how delicious this horse meat is? If it were left in the northwest, we wouldn't be able to eat it."

Mr. Chen Si shook his head and looked away.

"These people may be deserters from the northwest," Manager Cao said in a low voice.

Deserters, Mr. Chen Si is even more disdainful.

"Wang Butang's men are just cowards, so it would be strange not to suffer defeat," he said.

The young man next to him glanced at him, said nothing, and turned his gaze that way.

"Horse meat?" he asked, seeming curious, "is it delicious?"

"It doesn't taste good, sir." said the attendant beside him, "it stinks."

The young man said nothing and continued to look here.

"Then let them eat while they are eating. How would it be unbecoming to watch over my wife?" Mr. Chen Si said.

Manager Cao didn't seem to hear, he was watching with concern.

If you want to drive these men away, why wait for them to leave? That woman can't say anything ugly or do anything ugly.

Don't worry about it, let her, let her, let her.

Manager Cao has already taken Qin Langjun's words to heart.

Before Mr. Chen Si came forward to speak, someone came running over.

"Sir, the lady said, you have some wine here, can you lend us some?" the two men asked with grins.

The lady has already said it, so what else can he say?

"I don't dare, I should, I'm so grateful for the help, how dare I ask for a loan?" Mr. Chen Si said with a smile, raising his hand to indicate to the entourage to take down the jars of wine used to ward off the cold at night from his carriage, "Serve the heroes with wine, everyone has it.

share."

The camp became more lively, and some people even came to share some horse meat to eat, including the young man.

Of course, he only took one bite and spat it on the ground.

"Sure enough, it tastes bad." He said, and then he seemed to think of something funny, and his body was trembling slightly. He looked at Manager Cao and Mr. Chen Si next to him, "Hey, hey, if I say one more thing at this time, why not eat minced meat?

Wouldn’t it be more fun?”

What a mess….

Is this person sick?

Master Chen Si and Manager Cao frowned.

"It's so funny, can't you tell?" The young man was still a little dissatisfied and shook his head.

Master Chen Si and Manager Cao laughed dryly.

"I'm going to see how many horses have been lost," Master Chen Si said, got up and walked away.

Manager Cao naturally refused to stay and found an excuse to leave.

Only the young man and his entourage were left by the campfire.

Under the flickering light of the fire, the corners of the young man's raised mouth slowly dropped. There was no hint of a joke. His silhouette was solemn in the dim light. The noise around him seemed to be isolated, until a burst of laughter came.

"Quiet, quiet, my third brother is going to sing!"

Singing? Everyone talking, laughing and drinking looked over.

The man sitting on the wooden frame grinned, his beard becoming more and more messy.

"Have a great time today! Have a great time!" he said, holding a wine jar in his hand. His originally sallow face turned red under the stimulation of the wine, and his eyes were blurred with drunkenness. "We rough people can't speak. We can't speak. We can't speak."
To be continued...