Come wear it, come to die

Facing the expectant eyes of Shangtong Xianjun, Fengjing felt his heart beating wildly, enduring the strong urge to promise everything to this person as long as he was happy, and shook his head to refuse.

The mountain is too dangerous, not to mention the rugged and difficult mountain road, and the beasts and poisonous snakes. Tong Jun is just a weak brother. He fainted a few days ago, how can he be allowed to follow up the mountain.

"Brother Jing, just take me there, I won't cause you any trouble." Tong Qianjun knew how to soften his lover's heart best, so he took his hand and moved towards him.

But this time acting like a baby didn't work, I saw Feng Jing lowered his eyes slightly to avoid his gaze, shook his head resolutely, originally wanted to break away from his hands holding his arm, but still couldn't bear it.

The slender hands were soft to the touch, making him feel very familiar, as if he had held them tightly before.

"Ah Jing, I kept you waiting for a long time. Hey, Brother Jun, what are you doing squatting at the entrance of the village?" Zhang Xiaozhou came with a bow on his back, and was a little curious when he saw the two of them.

"Digging wild vegetables." Tong Qianjun nunu raised his chin, motioning him to look at the two small bamboo baskets with wild vegetables on the blue background.

Zhang Xiaozhou couldn't help laughing looking at the two wild vegetables that were too little for soup.

"Brother Xiaozhou, ask Brother Jing to take me up the mountain together. The wild vegetables here have been dug up, so there must be a lot of them on the mountain."

"Well, there are indeed a lot of wild vegetables on the mountain, but you are a brother, you can't go up the mountain, yes, Ah Jing."

At the head of the scenic spot, the bamboo basket picked up from the side was put into the hands of Mr. Tong, meaning to let him continue digging wild vegetables here, which almost made Mr. Tong roll on the ground in anger.

His wife actually went up the mountain with the wild man (?) and did not take him to play.

With tears in his eyes, he watched Feng Jing and Zhang Xiaozhou leave pitifully, and Tong Qianjun threw aside the small bamboo basket containing two wild vegetables in his hand.

【V, I was abandoned. 】

【Well, I saw it, let me shed three drops of horse urine for you. 】V587 said: 【The flow is over, they have gone far away, you still don't catch up. 】

【Hey, V, you really know me too well. 】Tong Xianjun jumped up from the ground, picked up the bamboo basket, shook off the two shriveled wild vegetables under the basket, and walked towards Fengjing and Zhang Xiaozhou, who had gone far away.

Hmph, if you don't take me to the mountains to play, then I'll go by myself. He's not a brother with a low combat effectiveness, he can single out a mountain boar! !

After coming to this plane, he drank rice soup and wild vegetable porridge every day, and a bowl was still water at the bottom of the pot. If he continued like this, he would definitely go crazy.

Farmers here have to pay land rent and taxes every year. Tong Dashan is the only man in the Tong family, and he does all the land work. Even if he can farm the land, he will pay it when the harvest comes, and there is not much left. , so I can only have a clear soup and little water.

This mountain is very big, and men from several nearby villages will come here to hunt, so it is close to the foot of the mountain, and it is rare to catch prey. Feng Jing and Zhang Xiaozhou decided to go deeper. There are many wild animals in the mountain, but as long as you don’t go too deep , there is no danger, the two walked a little deeper, and almost stopped.

"Ah Jing, you go there, I'll go here, be careful, don't go too far, and send out a signal if you encounter danger." Zhang Xiaozhou said.

Because Feng Jing can't speak, the two of them will set a signal when they enter the mountain. They both have bamboo whistles hanging around their necks. If they are in danger, they will blow once. , this method was thought of by Feng Jing.

Feng Jing nodded, took off the bow on his back, and held it in his hand. His posture of holding the bow was very handsome and skillful, as if he had done it thousands of times. Although he couldn't speak, Zhang Xiaozhou especially admired Feng Jing, because his archery skills were superb. It was taught by Fengjing, and Fengjing's archery is very accurate, as long as the prey can be found, the arrows can basically be shot in vain.

He thinks it should be taught by the old man, because the old man who brought Feng Jing home is the most powerful hunter in their village.

The two separated and began to look for traces of their prey. Feng Jing's eyes were sharp, observing the soil, weeds, bushes, etc. on the ground.

A very slight sound of "rustling" came, Feng Jing's ears moved slightly, and he drew the arrow and struck the string. At the moment the arrow was shot, a figure appeared behind the tree, Feng Jing's face changed suddenly, and with a twist of the long bow in his hand, he hit the flying arrow. At the end of the bamboo arrow, the arrow flew out with a "boom", deviated from its original track, and shot to another tree not far away.

Tong Xianjun poked his head out from behind the tree, looked at the bamboo arrow that penetrated seven points and almost pierced the tree trunk, and smiled at Feng Jing. He has the V587 plug-in, and the arrow's landing point has already been calculated accurately. In the end, Jing hit the tail of the arrow with a longbow to forcefully change the arrow's landing point, and he was able to dodge it.

Feng Jing looked at the smiling man, and for the first time, his heart didn't stop beating because of this, but he was full of anger, because he almost shot this man, and walked over quickly, regardless of the identity of the man and brother, He hugged him tightly, making sure that this person was really unharmed.

Feeling the strength of his lover's embrace and his slightly trembling body, Mr. Tong prayed, and suddenly realized that he had frightened people just now, and would hug his lover's thin and powerful waist, softly comforting him, and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate stand up.

ah!A lover who throws himself into his arms.

Sensing the movement of his Tong Xianjun, Feng Jing suddenly woke up, remembering that men and brothers are different, this is too inappropriate, let him go, took a step back, and bowed his head to apologize to Tong Xianjun.

The warm embrace was gone, Tong Qianjun was a little upset, blinked and looked at Feng Jing: "Brother Jing."

Feng Jing saw that Mr. Tong Xian was not angry at his recklessness, and called himself the same as before. The title with a soft nasal sound touched his heart. He liked that this person called himself that.

Feng Jing looked at the person in front of him, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he stretched out his finger to point at Tong Xianjun and then pointed to the ground. Tong Xianjun understood, grinned, and took advantage of the situation to hold his slender hand.

"If you don't bring me, I will have to follow secretly." As he spoke, he leaned closer and said, "If you don't bring me with you next time, I will follow too..."

Feng Jing frowned slightly, held his slender hand behind his back, and shook his head.

"No." Tong prayed Jun shook his head, and said shamelessly: "I just want to go up the mountain with you, Brother Jing, you can bring me with you next time, you are so powerful, you will definitely not let me get hurt, right?"

Said, the slender body was stuck on, and the thin clothes could not block the temperature and touch of each other's bodies, scorching and warm, flexible and strong, Feng Jing tried his best to endure, so that he could keep his reason and not press this person to the ground. In the grass, tearing off his clothes, and then ruthlessly entering his body, that feeling must be very wonderful.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Jing took a step back, avoiding Tong Xianjun's close body, held his hand, and nodded, which was an agreement.

Mr. Tong prayed with a satisfied smile, shook the bamboo basket in his hand, and said, "Let's go, you hunt, and I will pick wild vegetables."

[V587, enable prey tracking. 】

[As ordered. 】

With the V587 plug-in, the measurements of the entire mountain were taken into consideration by Mr. Tong, and he avoided dangerous places. Mr. Tong got a lot of wild vegetables, and Fengjing also hunted two rabbits and a mountain. Chickens, two poisonous flower snakes, and finally a nest of mountain pigeon eggs, it is really a very rich harvest.

Looking at today's harvest, Feng Jing couldn't help but feel a little surprised. His hunting skills are excellent. He used to be able to hunt two or three prey at most, but today he really performed exceptionally well.

He had a feeling that he was able to hunt so many prey today because of Tong Jun. This man is really his lucky star, but he is a handicapped man, so how can he be worthy of him? People have said that Tong Jun married Li Jialang, a businessman in the village, with his fingertips.

Thinking of this, Feng Jing clenched his fists, and the anger in his heart surged. When he thought that this person might be held in the arms of others, pressed under him in the future, he would bear children for others, smile at others, and call others brother, He just wanted to tear him apart.

"Brother Jing." Tong Qianjun made a simple trap with the long vine he just found, and looked back at the person behind him.

The anger surging in his heart receded like a tide because of his whispering, and Feng Jing pulled the person who was squatting on the ground up.

"I made a trap here. When you come to hunt next time, come and have a look. There may be prey."

Feng Jing nodded. He could see that there were wild boars in this area. The wild boars had thick and tender skins, and their attack power was extremely powerful. They would not avoid people when they saw them. Retail investors, unless they are accompanied by a few people, will avoid them and will not provoke wild boars. However, the trap made by Mr. Tong Xian made him very interesting, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

How come Mr. Tongqian doesn't know what he's thinking? People here don't know how to hunt with traps. They all hunt with arrows and long hairs, and most of them hunt for relatively small things.

"Brother Jing, you want to learn how to trap, and I'll teach you when you get back, okay?" He said, holding his hand.

Feng Jing's heart twitched slightly, and she shook Tong Qianjun's hand and nodded.

At about the same time, Fengjing blew the bamboo whistle three times, carrying the prey and taking Tong Qianjun back to the place where he left Zhang Xiaozhou before.

Feng Jing is holding a pheasant in his left hand and a rabbit in his right. On his arm is Tong Xianjun's basket full of wild vegetables, which also contains a nest of pigeon eggs and two dead snakes.

Tong prayed in front, holding a rabbit in his hand, and said: "Brother Jing, my rabbit is female, what is yours?"

Feng Jing showed him the little rabbit with ears in his hand, male.

"It's really great, brother Jing, to keep them at home so that they can have little rabbits in the future."

Seeing him smiling happily and stroking the soft fur of the little rabbit, Feng Jing thought that he must like little rabbits very much, so he nodded.

Then keep the rabbits. If you hunt rabbits in the future, you will keep them all, and white ones are also needed.

Back at the gathering point, Zhang Xiaozhou was already waiting there. He had a good harvest. He hunted two pheasants. Seeing Tong Xianjun’s eyes widened in surprise, he was stunned when he saw what Feng Jing was holding. up.

The author has something to say: I just found out now that the author's collection can increase the points, and I burst into tears... Lying on the ground and begging the author to collect it... The silly monkey's income is so low, so low...

The little knife that has been picked up for a chapter, the silent Gong is also full of boyfriend power, haha

Open my mind today, thinking about this Gong Douwen, the CP bisexual emperor is ruthless and scheming by x's rebirth, it is very touching to think about it. . .Slobber. .