The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

The night wind on the grassland was getting cooler, and it blew over the backs of Wen Zhi and his party's hands, causing goose bumps.

The surrounding area was very quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing through the grass, and the four of them rode on horses, holding their breath.

They came out this time, just out for a walk, and they didn't bring any weapons.Only Jiang Ping carried the bow and arrow that Liu Yi gave him in the morning, and the others were all unarmed.

In front of them, three or four pairs of gloomy eyes stared straight at them.

With the rustling of the grass, more and more eyes emerged from the grass.

is a wolf.

They met a wolf.

Mu Ying swallowed her saliva: "Brother Shen and Maomao should be all right?" He asked himself and answered: "Probably not, these wolves still look very hungry."

At this time, Wen Zhi took out the torch that he carried with him, stared at the front, turned slightly sideways, grabbed a handful of pasture, quickly tied a small torch, and ignited the pasture.

With the flames, the wolves who were about to move back had the meaning of retreating.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the pasture burned fast again. Muying followed his example and kept adding torches to him, and the surrounding pasture was quickly plucked bald by him.

Liu Yi was older, glanced at the two younger ones, then at Jiang Ping, took a deep breath, and quickly made up his mind.

He stretched out his hand towards Jiang Ping: "Give me the bow and arrow, I will draw them away, you all run back and call for someone."

Jiang Ping held the bow and arrow tightly: "How do we lure them away?"

Liu Yi's eyes were firm: "After five wolves in the pack, there will be a wolf. I will hurt the first wolf first and lead them away."

Jiang Ping continued to ask: "Which one is the alpha wolf?"

"At the front, in the middle..." Liu Yi suddenly realized something, stopped talking, turned to look at Jiang Ping, stretched out his hand to him, and said in a firm tone that had never been seen before, "You have never shot an arrow, bow and arrow Give me."

Jiang Ping didn't answer any more, but recalled the skills Liu Yi taught him on horseback riding and archery this morning and earlier. He fixed his eyes on the biggest gray wolf in the front and in the middle, and raised his bow and arrow.

"Jiang Ping!" Afraid of alarming the wolves, Liu Yi quickly lowered his voice, "Give it to me."

Jiang Ping's archery movements are still a little rusty, but the hand holding the bow and arrow is very steady, not even shaking.

The sharp arrow pierced through the air, breaking the stalemate, and only heard a "swish", the long arrow missed and directly pierced into the wolf's neck.

The alpha wolf let out a long howl, and immediately after, the pack of wolves let out low growls representing threats, and the gray hairs on their necks and tails stood up.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Ping rode his horse and ran in the opposite direction, while shooting arrows at the leading wolf, drawing the wolves' attention to him.

The wolves had a place to break through, Jiang Ping shouted: "Liu Yi, let's go!"

Liu Yi didn't have time to look any further, and led Wen Zhi and Mu Ying to break through the pack of wolves and gallop towards the place where the lights were on in the distance.

They hadn't run far when a black shadow passed them by, running fast.

Mu Ying glanced back: "What is that? There is another wolf?"

Wen Zhi and Liu Yi didn't have time to answer him, they could only wave the horsewhip again and again, coughing choked by the cold wind blowing in front of them.

After a long time, Wen Zhi realized when he was about to reach the camp: "It's the system, it's the dog raised by Mao Mao!"

In the tiankeng, Xie Chen and Song Jiao knew nothing about what happened outside, and were still waiting for their friends to find them.

Xie Chen turned his back to the wind, protecting Song Jiao from the wind.

Song Jiao sat face to face with him, neither of them knew what to say.

Song Jiao thought for a while, shook off the cloak, walked around behind him, put it on him again, and tied the tie.

Xie Chen raised his head slightly to make it easier for him.

They should have said something, for example, Song Jiao asked him if he would be cold, Xie Chen could also refuse and let him continue wearing the cloak.

But neither of them said anything.

Song Jiao silently fastened the belt for him, while Xie Chen supported the wall of the pit with one hand, crushing and pinching the stones protruding from the wall until they were all crushed into powder.

What is windy?His mind is full of Song Jiao now.

Song Jiao's fingers touched his neck and chin. Like the little dog named System, his neck and chin are his comfort zone, and he especially likes Song Jiao's touch.

But Song Jiao quickly fastened the tie, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Xie Chen couldn't help being a little disappointed, don't, just touch it again.

Thinking of this, he depressedly speeded up his pinching of the pit wall.

Song Jiao glanced back, his clothes were covered with dust crushed by Xie Chen.

He pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Brother Shen, do you want to dig this hole bigger?"

Xie Chen came back to his senses and withdrew his hand, because the cold wind was blowing for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse: "No."

But he still couldn't help picking his fingers, he was too nervous.

After a while, Song Jiao said again: "Your voice is hoarse, it's better not to block it like this, you sit back, shall we sit like before?"

Xie Chen expressed his refusal with actions. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Song Jiao's waist again, and hugged him closer to him.

Song Jiao looked down, Xie Chen raised his hand, and shook it in front of him: "It's very clean, not the one that buckled the wall."

"That's not what I meant." Song Jiao lowered his eyes, held his hand, and rubbed it vigorously, "I'm afraid you're cold."

"I'm not cold."

"Okay, then sit back when you're cold."

"Okay." Xie Chen glanced down at him, quickly looked away, and seemed to say casually, "Every time I'm with you, I'm unlucky. I was locked in the cellar with you last time. This time I'm still with you." You fell into the pit together."

Bah, he didn't mean to say that.

Love to be strong is really not a good character in Yizhong, and he ruined the good atmosphere.

Xie Chen wept silently in his heart, apologizing silently, Maomao, I didn't mean it, don't be angry, did you hear that?

Of course Song Jiao didn't hear it.

But this time, he didn't seem to want to argue with Xie Chen.

He sighed, leaning against Xie Chen's arms as if he had lost his strength.

Xie Chen almost fell back, trying to avoid him, but he stabilized quickly.

Xie Shen looked down at him and saw a twist on his head, black hair, long eyelashes, and a fair face.

"you're uncomfortable?"

"No." Song Jiao leaned against her for a while, then sat up by herself again.

He looked at Xie Chen, and said seriously: "Brother Shen, haven't you thought about the reason?"

"what?"

"Being with me is always a reason for bad luck."

"I..." Xie Chen could not lose his face, "I just said it casually, you don't want to..."

"Because we always stay together." Song Jiao glanced at him with "you are a little fool", and then leaned back.

Xie Chen didn't answer.

Song Jiao continued: "We stay together all the time, no matter what we do, we spend more time together than Zhi Duoxing, Parrot and us."

Because staying together all the time, the things experienced are the same.

"So with me, you will be very unlucky and very lucky."

Xie Shen paused for a moment, then responded softly: "Yes."

Song Jiao asked again: "So do you feel unlucky recently?"

"will not."

"It's really nice that we can still be together."

Song Jiao was a little uncomfortable lying on her stomach like this, and changed several positions in Xie Chen's arms, shrinking herself into Xie Chen's arms.Xie Chen was already taller than him, so he could still get in if he squeezed.

Xie Chen didn't feel so well, he started digging the wall again.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Chen suddenly realized something, his eyes lit up, and he immediately turned to look at Song Jiao.

"Mamao, do you want to stay with me?"

Song Jiao buried her head on his shoulder and mumbled: "I will, but I don't know if you want to."

Xie Chen was honest this time, and nodded quickly: "I think so too."

"That's really great." Song Jiao continued, "Although you've been a little strange recently, I still trust you once."

"Maomao is really magnanimous."

Song Jiao chuckled: "It would be the best to be like my grandpa and your grandpa, and we knew each other earlier than them. The friendship that started at the age of five might even be recorded in the annals of history."

Xie Chen suddenly didn't know what to say: "...um."

After a while, Song Jiao was about to fall asleep, he wanted to change his posture to lie on his stomach again, but he didn't know what happened between his movements.

"Huh?" Song Jiao opened his eyes in a daze to take a look, "What is it?"

Xie Chen quickly held his face, not letting him look down, let him look into his eyes: "Mao Mao."

Xie Chen looked at Song Jiao's face, his mouth was dry from nervousness.

He couldn't keep looking like this, and he couldn't look away to show timidity, so he rubbed Song Jiao's face vigorously, pushing the flesh on both sides of his cheeks to the middle, pinching him into a small goldfish.

Song Jiao pouted, and spoke vaguely: "Brother Shen, what's the matter?"

Xie Chen choked for a moment: "I want to ask you, what is the ending of "The Lion King"?"

It was the story Song Jiao told him when they were trapped in the cellar last time.

But Song Jiao was extremely sleepy this time: "Didn't I tell you? I told you last time."

"Tell me again." Xie Chen patted his face, "You can't fall asleep, you will freeze to death."

"Okay." Song Jiao rubbed his eyes, pulled himself together, rested his chin on Xie Chen's shoulder, stared at the night sky with wide eyes.

Successfully distracting Song Jiao's attention, Xie Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

Is this called friendship?Xie Shen looked down.

This is by no means friendship.

Song Jiao is an idiot.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jiao lay in Xie Chen's arms, pinching the count to show that he was not asleep.

Xie Chen hugged him, and was also thinking of other ways.

The outsiders haven't been found for so long, something must have happened.

They have to save themselves, if this continues, they will freeze to death in the pit first.

He looked up at the mouth of the pit, then looked at the distance from the mouth of the pit to the bottom of the pit, thought for a while, and finally said: "Mao Mao."

"Ok?"

"I'm dragging you below, try to see if you can climb up."

Song Jiao cheered up: "Okay, then I'll try."

In fact, both of them knew that they would definitely not be able to climb out.

Together, the two of them still had a distance of six feet to the mouth of the pit, and the walls of the pit were so loose that they would never be able to get out.

But now there is no other way.

The two of them had just stood up, looked up at the mouth of the pit, and were about to take action when suddenly, there was a loud "bang" from behind.

Seems like something fell in.

The two looked back, and saw a huge gray wolf crouching opposite them. The gray wolf was injured, with an arrow stuck in its neck and an arrow stuck in its abdomen, and there were other animals all over its body. Bite, scratch marks.The blood had soaked its fur, dripping to the ground.

It should have been injured, panicked, stumbled and fell in.

Originally injured and fell from a height, the dying gray wolf shook his ears when he saw two people at the bottom of the pit, quickly regained his energy, and stood up.

Enraged wolves are even harder to deal with.

Xie Chen stared at the gray wolf closely, intimidating it so that it would not dare to approach easily, while stretching out his hand, pulling Song Jiao behind him.

"You don't move."

"I know, don't move around."

"can not wait anymore."

The enraged wolf exudes bloody and hostile aura all over its body, it is difficult to deal with it, it just wants to tear everything apart.

If he doesn't seize the opportunity and strike first, when this wolf pounces, he won't even be able to protect Song Jiao.

As soon as Xie Chen finished speaking, he grabbed the dagger he was carrying and rushed forward.

Before the wolf could even react, Xie Chen moved quickly, and stabbed down fiercely with a dagger, hitting Gray Wolf's left eye.

The gray wolf howled in pain, trying to shake Xie Chen away. Xie Chen blocked its front paw with one hand, and held the dagger tightly with the other hand, turning it twice in its eye socket.

Seeing from the corner of the eye that Song Jiao was about to come forward, Xie Chen yelled and fixed him in place: "Don't come over!"

Song Jiao paused, but still wanted to go, Xie Chen said again: "Don't make trouble!"

Song Jiao didn't dare to go up again.

Xie Chen knows more about hunting than him, and Mr. Xie should have taught him how to beat wolves.

It would be bad if he went by and messed things up instead.

Song Jiao responded in a very low voice: "Okay, then be careful."

On the other side of the tiankeng, Xie Chen did have the upper hand. He knocked the gray wolf to the ground, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed the wolf's right eye fiercely.

The gray wolf howled unceasingly, with a strong force, this time Xie Chen was not able to grab the dagger, was thrown out, and fell to the ground with a "bang", seeing that the gray wolf was about to counterattack, Xie Chen rolled to the side, and then avoided.

As Xie Chen got up, he subconsciously glanced at Song Jiao's place to confirm his safety.

But Song Jiao had disappeared.

He turned around and saw Song Jiao hugging the gray wolf's neck, holding the sharp arrow stuck in the wolf's neck tightly with one hand, piercing it in, and turning it around twice, trying to deal with it as it hurts.

The fur was covered with flesh, and Gray Wolf's eyes were red with pain.

Song Jiao raised his head, saw Xie Chen and looked at himself again, and winked at him: "Brother Shen!"

They don't even need to make eye contact too much, they know what the other party is going to do just by shouting.

Xie Chen understood immediately, stepped forward quickly, and stabbed the dagger in Gray Wolf's right eye from where Song Jiao was holding the arrow.

The dagger stuck to it, as if on solid leather.

Xie Chen tried to twist the dagger, but it didn't move at all.

The gray wolf also became more and more courageous as it fought. Both front paws rested on his shoulders, making deep paw prints on his two shoulders.And Song Jiao, who was pressing on the gray wolf, also growled with the gray wolf, and was about to be thrown off.

"Brother Shen!"

A burst of strength burst out from nowhere, Xie Chen held the dagger in both hands, and then pushed the dagger into Gray Wolf's neck a little bit.

Xie Chen's face turned grim, revealing courage and determination that did not match his age.

He was so close to the gray wolf that he could almost smell the fishy smell from the gray wolf's mouth.

Xie Chen roared loudly, which actually overwhelmed the long roar of the gray wolf.

Among the two voices, a sound of "stabbing" flashed quickly.

Xie Chen cut a big gash in Gray Wolf's throat, and wolf blood gushed out for a while, splashing Xie Chen and Song Jiao's faces.

The gray wolf finally wobbled down in front of Xie Chen.

Song Jiao fell off Gray Wolf's back, didn't even care to wipe his face, and sat on the ground panting.

Holding the dagger, Xie Chen widened the wound a little more, and made a few more cuts. Seeing that the gray wolf didn't respond, he felt relieved.

The two of them had lost their strength for a long time, and both sat on the ground panting.

Song Jiao came back to his senses, moved to his side in a vigorous effort, wiped his face, and saw that there were marks of wolf claws on his arms, shoulders, and even his neck, some of which were almost bone-deep, so he quickly took out I need to wrap the handkerchief for him.

The handkerchief is just such a small piece, it can't cover anywhere, Song Jiao wanted to tear off his clothes to use, but looked down at himself, his body was dusty, and it was full of dust and blood, there was no usable place. No, she frowned, looking like she was about to cry.

Xie Chen touched his face and asked hoarsely, "Are you hurt?"

Song Jiao shook his head. Originally, he was not the target of Gray Wolf's frontal attack. He was injured a little bit, and it was also a little bit of injury caused by the Gray Wolf throwing him on the wall of the pit.Compared with Xie Chen's injuries, it was nothing at all.

Song Jiao didn't want him to worry, so she shook her head naturally.

Hearing these words, Xie Chen was relieved.He fell back and lay directly on the ground.

Song Jiao was terribly frightened by him, and hurried forward to check: "Brother Shen? Brother Shen!"

Song Jiao reached out and touched his face, Xie Chen couldn't help laughing when he just touched it.

"Tired, lie down for a while."

Song Jiao looked at his bleeding wound, couldn't bear it any longer, tears fell silently, all hitting Xie Chen's face.

He pressed a handkerchief on Xie Chen's wound, thought for a while, then lifted the hem of his clothes, tore off a piece of his shirt, and covered him to stop the bleeding.

Fortunately, his middle coat was clean.

Pulling off the hem of the middle clothes, Song Jiao thought for a while, and took off the clothes directly.

Xie Chen don't overdo it, Mamao, this is too urgent, I'm not ready yet.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the pit: "Your Highness?!"

Song Jiao stopped, stood up abruptly, and responded loudly: "Here! Here!"

He shouted until his throat split.

Until the sound got closer and closer, there was a long-lost "here" remembered.

Afterwards, a black shadow jumped into the sinkhole first without any hesitation.

Song Jiao took a closer look: "System!"

The big yellow dog was also wounded, and it was also caught by the wolf. It grinned and licked the wound on its body, and then reluctantly walked up to Song Jiao with its ugliest image.

Song Jiao hugged it while crying and laughing: "Why are you hurt too?"

The system was a little helpless: "I saw that Wen knew they were in the pack of wolves, so I thought you were in there too."

He was also afraid that Song Jiao would be eaten, so he scratched every wolf he caught, and then found that Song Jiao was not inside, and he didn't dare to relax, so he went looking for it everywhere.

At this time, there were people holding torches around the pit, and everyone was talking about the wolf.

"Your Highness and His Highness Song Jiao killed a wolf with bare hands."

"This is really..."

Master Xie lay on the edge of the pit and shouted loudly: "Brother Shen, Mao Mao, are you all right?"

"It's okay!" Song Jiao shouted loudly, "Brother Shen is injured!"

"it is good."

At this time, the entourage had already brought the rope and was ready to go down to save people.

Mr. Xie decided to go down by himself, but he yelled back when others dissuaded him.

"Go away! My grandson, I don't trust anyone, I will save myself!"

Mr. Xie turned his head and saw that the two children were sitting on the ground covered in wolf blood and dust, looking very pitiful.

He originally hoped that Xie Chen and Song Jiao could make contributions and rule the world. This idea was strongest when the two of them caught the deer in the morning.

Now he doesn't think about anything, now he just thinks that these two little babies are safe.

Mr. Xie made two trips back and forth to recite the two children with his own hands.

Back in the tent, Song Jiao's injuries were not serious. The bruises on his back and the wound on his forehead could be healed soon after simple treatment.

He pinched his nose, drank the soup in one gulp, and then ran to Xie Chen's camp.

Across the screen, Mr. Xie is also there.

He talked to Xie Chen outside: "...It seems that they are the same group of wolves. Liu Yi and the others bumped into each other first, and then you met again."

Song Jiao's heart rose again: "Grandpa Xie, Senior Brother Liu and the others also encountered wolves?"

"Well, it's the same group." Mr. Xie rarely showed embarrassment, "That Jiang Ping, alone, led the wolves away, so you and Senior Brother Liu can escape."

"That……"

"The person hasn't been found yet, and more people have been sent to look for it." Mr. Xie stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, stay here, take a rest, don't run around, grandpa will go and see .”

"Okay." Song Jiao nodded, "Grandpa, be careful too."

"Row."

Song Jiao watched him leave, and Xie Chen in the tent also said "Grandpa, go slowly".

Of course Song Jiao couldn't follow him out to find someone, if something happened to him again, he would still cause trouble for others.

He watched Mr. Xie's back disappear before turning back to the tent.

Inside the screen, Xie Chen sat on the couch with his upper body bent.There are three scratches on the neck, which almost cut the throat.There are four or five spots on both shoulders, and the bones can be seen deeply, as well as on the arms.

At this time, Xie Chen already looked like a man.He sat upright, with a straight back and a calm demeanor, only the slight frown betrayed him.

Two or three doctors around him were all around him, treating his wounds, and the water in the copper basin beside him was dyed red.That's it, still can't handle it.

Song Jiao thought that if he passed by, he might get in the way, so he didn't go there, but just stood far away.

Xie Chen waved to him before he dared to go over.

Seeing his bitter face, Xie Chen said, "It doesn't hurt at all, are you going to cry again?"

Song Jiao blinked, held back her tears, then shook her head: "No."

Xie Chen asked him again: "Have you taken the medicine yet?"

"Drinked."

"Have you eaten?"

"Eat." Song Jiao looked at him, and suddenly burst into tears. He wiped his eyes, and in order to cover up, he complained loudly, "You scared people to death, and you rushed out without telling anyone..."

At this time, Xie Chen's shoulders hadn't been bandaged yet, so he raised his hand to push the doctor away, and touched Song Jiao's head.

He rubbed his eyes so hard that they turned red, and he couldn't hide his crying anymore: "I will never quarrel with you again, I will never quarrel with you again..."

Xie Chen's hand was dragged back by the doctor and continued to bandage.

He sighed secretly.He would rather Song Jiao quarrel with him than see Song Jiao crying.

Xie Chen thought for a while and asked, "Maomao, is your back injury better?"

Song Jiao wiped away her tears and nodded, "Well, it's much better."

Then Wen Zhi and Mu Ying also came.

"Brother Shen? Are you okay?"

Song Jiao turned his back to the door, wiped his eyes quickly, and then turned around.

"We just went to Maomao's camp, but he's not there." Muying saw Song Jiao, "Oh, so he's here too."

Song Jiao glanced at his friends and saw that they were all safe and sound, then asked, "Where is Senior Brother Liu? Is he all right?"

Muying said: "Brother Liu went to look for Brother Jiang Ping, but he hasn't come back yet."

Wen Zhi murmured, "The wolf came strangely this time."