The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

"Qingliu girl, how do you know that thing is the son of the tree spirit?"

"Yes, girl, you are really capable. You can even generate the kind of anger that doesn't hurt anyone."

Wen Qingliu put on a fake smile. She wanted the people in Zhaojia Village to unite.

But this unity is not that unity. She doesn't want them to unite on asking her about this.

Wei Ling knew at a glance that her fourth sister-in-law didn't want anyone to continue asking her questions.

"Other people's abilities are their own business, why do you insist on taking away their abilities?"

When everyone heard this, they all agreed.

"Village chief, why don't you leave a few people to keep watch at night? What if something happens again?"

Zhao Mingde nodded and agreed to the proposal.

"So, men over the age of 20 will form teams of four and change shifts every two hours."

There are many people in the family who are over 20 years old, but this is a thankless job.

Who would let their son or husband do such hard work for nothing?

Zhao Mingde also felt that what he said was inappropriate, and after thinking for a while, he added another rule.

"Those who are willing to contribute will be given priority in the distribution of prey and food in the future."

As soon as this was said, many people signed up.

People flocked to it, but those who were too lazy were unwilling to participate in it.

Even after being nagged by my family for a long time, I still didn't want to go.

Finally, twelve people were selected.

Unlike the howling wind in the first half of last night, this night.

Although it is much cooler on the mountain because of the trees blocking the sun than on the flat road.

But the weather was still extremely hot.

Ouch, ouch!

The night was silent except for the deafening snoring of some people in the village.

But even so, one could still hear wolf howls that were getting louder and louder.

Wen Qingliu had a shallow sense of hearing and opened his eyes when he heard the sound.

Not far away, Wen Zhu also opened his eyes.

When sleeping outdoors, especially in the mountains, many people have light sleepers.

Even the remaining people were not awakened by the sound of wolves howling.

They would also be woken up by the night watchmen, and they would feel a little angry because they were woken up from a deep sleep.

But soon the howling of wolves was heard.

Wolves are social animals. Since we heard a wolf howling, we guessed that there was more than just one wolf.

Sure enough, not long after, pairs of green eyes around lit up.

"Wolf, it's a wolf!"

Some people are timid and their voices sound like tears.

But he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of attracting the attention of the wolves and becoming their meal.

Wen Qingliu looked around and found that the number of wolves in the pack was actually not that large.

Just eight.

It's a pity that there were only eight wolves out of a pack of ten, twenty or even more.

This is already a very lucky thing for them.

The night watchman was holding a torch in his hand. The wolves were a little afraid of the light and did not dare to get too close for a while.

With the faint light of the fire, Wen Qingliu saw the full appearance of the wolves.

They were all skinny and bony, and looked like they had been hungry for a while.

"Mom, they look alike to Little Big Gray and the others."

Xiaoliu exclaimed "Wow" and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Wen Qingliu sometimes really wondered if she had given birth to a fool.

But these words did remind her that Little, Big and Gray had grown quite big after all.

Besides, wolves are wolves, and nowadays they really don’t look much like dogs.

Especially those sharp fangs, anyone with a little bit of eyesight can see them at a glance.

By the time the time comes, there will be a clear path for Little Big Gray, Little Second Gray, and Little Third Gray to appear in front of everyone.

Speaking of these names, Wen Qingliu was a little worried about the naming talents of the children in his family.

After all, these three names were jointly thought out by this group of children.

The eight wolves' eyes glowed green with hunger, and the slightly larger wolf in the lead let out a howl.

The wolves howled in response.

Wen Zhu jumped up, picked up a wooden stick and hit one of the wolves on the head.

Wen Qingliu clicked her tongue. Although she couldn't beat Wen Zhu in a fight, she had something that no one else could learn.

She first threw a fire-making talisman onto the wooden stick in Wen Zhu's hand.

Seeing the fire, the wolf showed fear in his eyes.

But hunger overcame fear and soon the wolf rushed forward again.

He opened his bloody mouth and tried to tear a piece of flesh from the man holding the torch in front of him.

It was impossible for Wen Zhu to just stand there stupidly and wait to be bitten.

Wen Qingliu held a bunch of talismans in her hands, but most of them were aimed at people.

She threw several talismans at the group of wolves.

Itch talisman, pain talisman, blindness talisman and so on.

I saw that the wolves all had yellow talismans stuck on their bodies.

Wen Zhu also took the lead.

Naturally, they had no reason to be afraid, as almost everyone was holding a torch or a stick.

They rushed forward all at once.

With Wen Qingliu's talismans in front of them, the wolves couldn't find their direction at all.

The wolf was tormented by constant itching and pain on his body.

Some were really scared, but didn't want to hide behind the villagers like little girls.

Or maybe he doesn't want to be called a coward.

He grumbled and waved the stick.

"I hit, I hit, I hit, but I can't bite you, I can't bite you, I can't bite you."

"Zhao Erniu, if you want to fight, just fight. Can you please stop wasting time here?"

Zhao Erniu smiled awkwardly, growled, and hit the wolf on the head with a club.

The wolf howled with pleasure and slowly fell to the ground.

Wen Qingliu looked at the wolf souls floating up one after another in front of him and sighed.

She muttered as she spoke of the wolf spirits gathering before her.

"Wolf, wolf, don't blame me. We must all abide by the principle of survival of the fittest."

"Don't blame it on the bad times, the merits can be converted into a dish."

The souls of the eight wolves looked at their own corpses helplessly.

The situation now is that even if I am not beaten to death by this group of people, it is only a matter of time before I starve to death.

They had been clinging to the trees for several days, but were still unable to get enough food.

Seeing the black air lingering on the eight wolves' souls dissipate, Wen Qingliu made a gesture to send them to reincarnation.

"I...I killed the wolf..."

Most of the people in Zhaojia Village are farmers, and there are very few hunters.

Most people only occasionally hunt rabbits and pheasants to improve their diet.

It's not available every time you go to the mountains.

Not to mention that there are no big mountains near Zhaojia Village, and every time I want to go to the mountains.

You have to go to the neighboring Linjia Village first and then walk to the end of the village near Cuijia Village before you can go up the mountain.

"The eight wolves are all counted. Let's take a rest first. We will divide the wolves tomorrow morning."

"I know who rushed forward to kill the wolf and who hid behind."

"Let's put it another way. Brother Wen Zhu killed a wolf himself. Who would have any objection to leaving that wolf to him?"

Now that things have come to this, naturally no one will object.

Wouldn't that be asking for trouble? To put it bluntly, if you encounter this situation again next time.

Wen Zhu stopped moving forward and had no place to cry.

"If anyone is injured, I have some medicine powder here. You can ask me for it. Tomorrow morning, we will divide the seven wolves."