Amidst the sizzling sounds, the wolves that had been slowly approaching and about to pounce seemed to have been suddenly hit by something.
Everyone was screaming and spinning in circles, struggling desperately.
In the blink of an eye, some wolves even fell to the ground with their legs twitching and feces and urine flowing out.
The wolves that were a little further away had their limbs weak and rolled and crawled away.
"Balintou people, go and kill them quickly!" Song Liyun said.
Balin and Song Dekui suddenly woke up: Yes, these are fine wolf skin mattresses. They can be sold for a lot of money! Why are they still in a daze?
Wolves are the number one natural enemy of grassland herdsmen. Today they have formed a deadly feud. If they cannot be killed, they will never stop fighting in the future.
Balin did not dare to neglect, and stepped forward with the knife, holding back the nausea surging in his chest, and slashed at the wolves that had fallen to the ground and had lost the ability to resist. They howled miserably for a while, and blood flowed like a river.
Song Dekui held up a torch to illuminate, and the three of them looked for the wild wolves lying on the ground unable to move, and then wiped their necks one by one. Only a small number of wolves that were timidly running far away escaped.
During this period, Song Dekui kept asking: "Xiaoyun, what artifact are you holding? Why did the wolf become limp and motionless at once?"
Bahrain was too shocked to speak.
These wolves fell to the ground without making a sound. What else could they be if they weren't divine weapons? At this moment, he thought of Zhe Mao again.
Zhe Mao entered the wooden house bleeding, but he had seen it himself and saw that the injury was not serious.
Even if he was cared for by a witch doctor in the tribe, he would probably have to stay in bed for a month.
But Gang Zhe Mao can not only stand up, but also move with his injured arm, as if...
Balin was startled. He suddenly remembered what Zhe Mao said: Goddess Song... Goddess Song!
Although he had only glanced at the horse in a hurry just now, he still saw the black box in Song Liyun's hand.
Song Liyun was still holding the box at this time, and the crackling sound had weakened.
At this moment, Lin Qingyuan and his party were already shouting and rushing over. Across the dark night, they only heard the screams of the wolves, but did not see what specifically happened.
At this time, when he saw the corpses lying on the ground, he was stunned and hurriedly stepped forward to help dispose of the wolf skin.
Lin Qingyuan walked up to Song Liyun and saw the box in her hand.
"Manager Song, what exactly happened?"
Song Liyun turned around with a solemn expression: "Mr. Lin, there are some things that I can't explain to you!"
"What do you mean?" Lin Qingyuan was still confused.
Song Liyun took out a small silver-white bag from his sleeve. This bag was simply sewn on three sides. It looked ordinary, but the material was neither cloth, leather nor satin, so it was a little special.
At this time, not only Lin Qingyuan was watching, but Bahrain's eyes were also wide open.
The bag appeared, Song Liyun turned her finger, and the black box in her palm disappeared instantly.
What the hell is this!
Lin Qingyuan's eyes darkened...
The clouds on the grassland hang low overhead, with only a few dim stars twinkling.
In front of the wooden house, a stack of firewood as tall as one person was burning brightly. The firelight illuminated the surrounding area for several feet and dissipated the cold wind and snow.
There were twenty or thirty wolf carcasses on the ground, and Balin and seven or eight people were skinning the wolves by the light of the fire.
In the wooden house, Song Liyun used disinfectant to treat the wounds of several Di tribesmen and guards.
Song Dekui sat aside and helped scoop out the water with a wooden ladle. His face was full of joy, and he was smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth.
The Bahrain tribesmen knelt respectfully in front of Song Liyun, kissed the ground at her feet, and then knelt and retreated out the door.
Seeing this scene, Lao Qian and others looked at each other, hesitant in their hearts.
They were all injured, and they originally had wounds on their bodies, so they could just apply some powder.
But Song Liyun said that if you are bitten by a wolf, you don't need to wash the wound with water, and use medicated powder without disinfection. If the wound heals, you may suffer from hydrophobia in the future.
Hydrophobia is rabies. Wolves and dogs share the same ancestry, so we still need to be on guard against rabies.
Lao Qian has also seen people bitten by dogs. When they finally heard the sound of water, they were so frightened that their throats tightened and they choked themselves to death.
He didn't dare to take risks. Besides, getting Song Liyun's medicine was something that old money could only dream of. It was a good thing.
In fact, Song Liyun also bought these medicinal powders from the medicine hall of Pingyang Prefecture, but they were exaggerated as "gods" and the curative effect was miraculous.
Song Dekui used running water to repeatedly wash the inch-long wound on the back of Lao Qian's hand, which was scratched by a wolf's fang, and then applied disinfectant until the wound turned white, and then bandaged it with medicinal powder and snow-white cotton cloth.
Lao Qian had never seen wounds treated in this way, and he knew that this was the safest way.
He was grateful to Song Liyun in his heart, but he couldn't be as respectful as the Di people, so he could only bow and walk out of the room.
Lin Qingyuan sat by the fire a little stupidly, looking at the two wooden houses in trance.
His mind was in confusion: It turned out that the big car he saw was not a big car, and this prefabricated house was not a prefabricated house either.
That’s not right, a big car is just a big car, and a prefabricated house is just a prefabricated house. They can only be put into a "treasure bag"!
Lin Qingyuan grabbed his hair in annoyance, feeling dizzy in his mind, as if he was dreaming.
After spending so much time wandering on the grassland, he had already become unkempt and unkempt, and now he was worse than a beggar when he scratched his head.
Lao Qian walked up to him and whispered: "Sir! Don't think so much. It doesn't matter if she has a magical object. She is not a real goddess. She is rushing with us in the cold wind!"
His words sounded unreasonable, which brought Lin Qingyuan back to his senses.
Lin Qingyuan looked at Lao Qian and said with a sad face: "Old Qian, do you think I still have a chance to marry Manager Song?"
Lao Qian raised his hand, he really wanted to slap his young master: if the young master got along well with others from the beginning, there would be some possibility.
At this time, he no longer had any doubts about Song Liyun's intention. Instead, he hated his young master a little.
Manager Song is a man of great fortune and a great treasure!
We first met in Qili County. At that time, my son was from the Lin family in Fucheng. He wanted money and good looks, so he could get on the stage to talk about marriage.
But the young master doesn’t want to be a good person, so he has to turn himself into a playboy. The first time he was fooling around with others in Tianxiang Tower, now...
Now just looking at the attitude of the Di people sincerely worshiping them, if I and others said anything disrespectful, they would definitely fight to the death.
Lin Qingyuan looked at the bloody wolf corpse next to him and shuddered immediately.
He used to be interested in fierce women like Song Liyun, but now it seems that in the future, it is safer to find a good girl who is obedient and well-behaved.
Song Liyun easily killed twenty-five wolves by himself. If he offended her, he would strangle himself to death casually.
Balin and others peeled off the wolf skin and piled the wolf meat together.
The carcasses of thirty-six wolves were piled into a mountain of meat. If they were in the tribe, they would be enough to feed them for two months.
At this time, they were all waiting for Song Liyun to deal with it.
Everyone in the room exited, and Song Liyun washed her hands with the last water in the bucket.
Song Dekui waited for her to finish her work before saying: "Xiaoyun, what is that black box of yours? Can it kill wolves?"