Wangqiu

Cang Yue didn't mean to tease Tang Qinglin, he really didn't want Tang Qinglin to eat.

So when Tang Qinglin was so hungry that he was exhausted and his face turned pale, Cang Yue ate the leg of lamb without any guilt. He wobbled so much that he was about to fall down, and after a moment of stupefaction, he got up, walked over with an unfriendly expression, and asked, "Is this not enough?"

Tang Qinglin didn't dare to speak, but he was still afraid.

Cang Yue looked down at the dying Tang Qinglin, pointed at the leftover mutton on the stone, and said mercifully, "I allow you to eat some."

Tang Qinglin's expression became even more painful. He exhausted his last strength and climbed to the side of the stone where the prey was placed. When the acid water came, he waved his hand and begged for mercy: "I... I can't eat raw meat."

You will die if you eat it, or you will die if you don't eat it. Tang Qinglin chose the latter.

Cang Yue snorted, "Human beings are trouble."

Tang Qinglin didn't have the strength to refute. He even struggled to raise his eyes. He watched Cang Yue turn around and walk out. When he reached the entrance of the cave, he turned back to his original shape. His huge body suddenly covered everything in the cave, and then he blinked around. Brighten up again.

Cang Yue went out, and Tang Qinglin felt that his death was near.

He was on the verge of death several times in half a day, but he is not so afraid now, but he just feels pitiful. Not only has he never met his parents in his 20s, he has never even held a girl's hand, and after so many years of twists and turns, he finally found A shelter, but in the end, the effort of delivering a glass of wine cost her life again.

He must have done all kinds of evil in his previous life, and he was so unlucky in this life.Tang Qinglin thought endlessly: God, can you treat me better, at least don't torture me like this in the next life.

So hungry that he couldn't feel it, Tang Qinglin couldn't even smell the strong smell of mutton next to him. Just as his eyelids were about to stick together, he heard a rustling sound coming from the grass, very fast but very light steps.

It was a wolf. Tang Qinglin, who was about to die, suddenly became wiser.

Cang Yue walked up to Tang Qinglin, opened his mouth and threw the contents into Tang Qinglin's arms, urging impatiently, "Eat quickly, don't die in my hole."

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes penetrated his nostrils, and Tang Qinglin's thoughts came back bit by bit. After some time, he realized that he slowly reached out and took the sweet potatoes that were still warm, forgetting to peel the skins, and went straight to Mouth stuffed.

Many years later, when Tang Qinglin recalled this scene, he could no longer remember the taste of that roasted sweet potato, how sweet and waxy it was, but he always believed that it was the best roasted sweet potato he had ever eaten in his life.

This is how life was retrieved.

Tang Qinglin was full, leaning against the big rock, panting for breath with his head raised.

Cang Yue swept his tail, put his front paws together, and yawned slowly. He said to Tang Qinglin, "I'll take you down the mountain when it gets dark."

"Thank you."

Cang Yue ignored him and lay down directly to sleep.

The cave was quiet, and the giant wolf was lying not far away, which inexplicably made Tang Qinglin feel at ease.

The sky soon darkened, and Cang Yue slowly woke up from his deep sleep, walked to the entrance of the cave and looked around, then turned around and told Tang Qinglin, "I'll go outside first to find out what's going on."

Tang Qinglin said yes repeatedly.

He thought Cang Yue would come back and take him with him in less than a cup of tea, but he waited and waited, but he couldn't hear the familiar rustling sound of weeds being trampled down.

He walked lightly to the entrance of the cave, and with the last sliver of light at the end of dusk, he looked out through the cracks in the overgrown weeds, but there were no living things except trees.Tang Qinglin's heart was hanging and hanging, and he sighed halfway, when he suddenly heard the sound of a wild beast running in this direction, he couldn't tell who it was, he was flustered, and when he didn't know where to hide, a black shadow rushed in and rushed to the ground Hit him.

Tang Qinglin's life was almost lost after being rescued by Sweet Potato.

Cang Yue got up from him, staggered slightly, walked to a square stone and sat down.

The cave was too dark, Tang Qinglin couldn't see anything clearly, Cang Yue threw him a torch, and Tang Qinglin was ordered to light the fire.

The flames ignited bit by bit among the dead branches into a full flame, illuminating the four walls of the cave. Only then did Tang Qinglin see Cang Yue's face clearly. The black robe was also torn apart.

"You are hurt?"

Cang Yue lay on his back on the bed of leaves indifferently, "Small injury."

Tang Qinglin walked to Cang Yue's side and saw that there was an obvious injury on his right shoulder, which seemed to be caused by a knife blade, "How could it be injured? Could it be that they found out that I was with you?"

"They had some doubts, and I didn't bother to refute, so I just fought."

Tang Qinglin's face was full of guilt, his voice was crying, and he kept saying "I'm sorry".

Cang Yue was puzzled: "I'm not doing it for you, I just can't get used to them, besides, fighting is fun, it's more interesting than learning how humans wash and cook."

"But you were hurt."

"What's the big deal?" After saying that, Cang Yue stretched out his arms, pulled out a few leaves from the mass of leaves under his body, held them in the palm of his hand, and then dripped the squeezed juice onto the wound, A set of movements is very skillful, "Okay."

Tang Qinglin was stunned, but still worried, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Cang Yue got tired of saying a few words, and told Tang Qinglin before returning to his original shape, "Wait a few more days, wait for the full moon night, they are too busy mating and have no time to take care of you, then is the best time to go down the mountain. "

Tang Qinglin nodded, and he remembered another thing: "Where is the old man who came with me?"

"He's dead long ago," Cang Yue sneered, "Oh, for two taels of silver."

Tang Qinglin's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly leaned against Cang Yue.

"I'm a little hungry, I'm done eating sweet potatoes." He said shyly, embarrassed.

"It's not my business?"

Tang Qinglin looked at the meat on the stone, swallowed his saliva, and pushed Hei Lang's paws: "Can you help me get a pot?"

Cang Yue raised his eyelids, "Do you think it's possible?"

Half an hour later, Tang Qinglin added a handful of dead branches to the bottom of the boiling soup pot. The process of waiting for the mutton soup was a little boring, so he asked Cang Yue again: "Are you really reluctant to go on the night of the full moon?"

Cang Yue didn't answer, he was already fast asleep.

The wolf who relaxed his vigilance didn't look so fierce. He fell asleep and turned over. He swept his right paw weakly at his ears twice, and then retracted to his chest.The smell of mutton soup wafted over, but because he was too tired from the injury, he only moved his nose and didn't wake up.