There were drops of blood dripping into his eyes, blurring his vision. He winked and slowly and vigorously wiped his eye sockets with his hand.
He discovered the passage and also found the little boy holding the iron pot and retreating in the passage.
The expression of a man with no good flesh on his face could no longer be called ferocious, but... tragic.
He tapped the passage with the back of his knife.
Knock all the way and crawl all the way over.
Fine pieces of soil fell as he struck.
These sounds, one after another, are like knocking on people's hearts.
This is the hunter’s declaration to his prey: I’m coming to hunt you!
Da Ya suddenly rushed over and carried her sister out of the passage.
I don't know where she got the strength to snatch the iron pot from Yan Yu's hand.
Standing there tremblingly, holding the iron pot tremblingly, he kept muttering: "Sister... stand back... hide..."
Yan Yu, who was robbed of his iron pot:...
This moment was confusing and touching.
Li Xuemei walked very steadily and her hands were very steady.
The best hunters often appear as prey.
She had heard similar words from TV before.
Just like this moment.
The man used the knocking sound to intimidate them, but he was also exposing his position.
She didn't move the tense body in front of her, and stretched out the iron crossbow from the gap.
The Beirong's originally exaggerated screams kept frightening the girl holding the iron pot in front of her.
Suddenly I saw a dark iron object.
First he was stunned, and then he backed away in horror.
He recognized it, it was a crossbow, an iron crossbow!
Will Li Xuemei give him a chance to escape unscathed?
Won't!
She glanced at it and adjusted the angle of her hand slightly with her gaze.
When she felt like this was it.
Shoot decisively!
Almost at the same time, Yan Yu pushed the iron pot in her eldest sister's hand higher to block her sight, then squeezed her little head in and peered through the passage.
I saw an iron arrow stuck in the man's open mouth.
The iron arrow penetrated deeply and almost disappeared.
Yan Yu curled his lips in disgust.
So ugly.
At this moment, a sound came from the cellar exit on this side.
It's Hu Er.
"Dad, Second Sister-in-law Yan, are you okay?"
Uncle Hu shouted angrily: "Hu Er, you bastard, why don't you get down!"
Hu Er above:......
He looked at Qi Wu blankly.
Qi Wu's eyes widened, as if what did you do to make Uncle Hu angry?
Hu Er understood it and said to himself, "I don't know either."
What happened to the old man?
He quickly opened the cellar door and went down.
"Dad, what's wrong? What happened?"
After Hu Er came down, I felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
He looked around and suddenly stopped at the passage.
"You bastard, what's the use of raising you? Aren't you out there killing Beirong? Why are you here to be killed?" Uncle Hu and Village Chief Luo are indeed old friends who often hang out together, and they both have similar ways of cursing each other.
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"What are you doing standing there in a daze, you little stick? Go and pull out the arrow. Quickly mend it." Uncle Hu blew his beard and glared.
Hu Er understood what his father meant, and hurriedly pulled the man out of the passage with Qi Wu, who had just come down.
He went to pull out the arrow, but it didn't move.
Qi Wu has experience in this kind of work.
Qi Wu: "Hu Er, please get out of the way."
Hu Er obeyed subconsciously.
Qi Wu used a strong force and the iron arrow was pulled out.
After wiping it on his body again and again, he turned around to find Li Xuemei and handed over the iron arrow with a naive smile.
"Sister-in-law Yan, here you go."
Li Xuemei didn't wait to reach out, but Lady Rong next to her took it for her and threw it aside.
Mrs. Qi became very angry after hearing her granddaughter's imitation. She called Qi Wu over, took off her shoes and started to smoke.
"You idiot, you handed that bloody thing to your second sister-in-law Yan. She is pregnant. Can she smell like that!"
Qi Wu squatted in front of his mother and was greeted by the soles of his mother's shoes...
Along with the crackling sound, Hu Er completed the arrow refilling.
He secretly glanced at Qi Wu and secretly felt happy in his heart.
Fortunately, his parents didn't have the habit of taking off their shoes to hit their son. It was so scary!
Uncle Hu learned from his son that this was the last dead fish to slip through the net, and angrily ordered him: "Let's go up first, and you can clean up here."
He glanced at the passage and added: "If it doesn't work, just block it here and dig another one next to it."
The cellar at home was used to store grain and vegetables. All the bloody people died here, and Mrs. Yan shot them with her own hands. He was worried that she would feel sick, so Uncle Hu came up with this idea.
Fill it in and dig a new hole.
Hu Er quickly agreed.
What's the point of this? Isn't it just work?
When Qi Wu heard this, he didn't know which god passed by and stepped on his forehead. He felt blessed and said, "Mom, I'll help Hu Er with his work."
Mrs. Qi was also tired from smoking, so she stopped to breathe for a while.
He said: "Carry me up first, and then you can come down."
Qi Wu sighed, picked up his wife, and climbed up easily.
Then he came down to carry the body.
Village Chief Luo said that he wanted to see them lying there just right.
His clothes were dirty, so he didn't let Hu Er get his hands on him anymore. He carried the body on his back and ran to the entrance of the village.
Put it down and adjust your position and posture.
Make them look neater.
Master Lu heard that the last Beirong was dead and came over just in time to see this scene.
…
The old man in this village dares to say that someone actually does it!
He saw that this man had been shot to death, and the arrow was still on it.
He went over and pulled out the arrow.
After taking a look, I guess it's the guy named Hu Er again.
I didn't expect that there was such a sharpshooter in Xiao'an Village.
He alone shot several people to death!
Hu Er like this was trained by his own father and then by Village Chief Luo.
"What happened to your arrow? Why did it shoot so slowly? If you had been faster, they would have died long ago. Could Master Lu's brother be injured?!"
Hu Er was now very disgraced. He was cleaning the cellar of Yan's house. Before he finished, he was called over and was scolded by the village chief.
"I wasn't thinking...there were outsiders..." he defended in a low voice.
Village Chief Luo glared: "You planned to hide it, but you hid it well. Six people, three and a half were shot to death. I don't know if you or Wang Dalang killed the other half. How can people not murmur in their hearts?"
Hu Er scratched his head: "Then I won't take action next time."
Village Chief Luo directly hit him with the stick and gave him a blow: "You are stupid! Is that a joke? That's Beirong. I have no good intentions when I come here. I won't kill them and keep it for the New Year!"
Hu Er:……
You, the village chief, have spoken up, so what should I do?
"Once you take action, don't try to hide it. Don't be so hesitant in the future. We can shoot well and accurately. We are born with it and practice hard. This is what we do. We can shoot a small slingshot accurately. Your father can do it."
You always praised me for eating the wild animals you brought home, do you understand? If someone asks, just say so." Village Chief Luo instructed.
Hu Er was still stunned at first. Good guy, Uncle Luo praised him for this.
After hearing that things were getting worse and worse, my father still praised me?
After saying the last sentence, he understood everything.
Not only do you have to replenish your arrows, you also have to carry this name.
