After another two days like this, Hu Yan's mind could finally start thinking about some questions. For example: I need fire.

She vaguely felt that she could go in one direction, and maybe she would meet a beast called a man, and then she would be able to get fire.

Hu Yan was excited because she felt like she had become smarter.

She traveled all the way, and finally seven days later, she came to the edge of Moriyama. She looked at the smoke curling not far down the mountain, and her whole body was screaming and rushing over. However, there was a voice in her mind, which was rarely sober, desperately trying to stop her, causing her to hesitate. Yes, she's a bobcat, and she can't go to a human house to steal fire or food, or she'll be killed. But she was really hungry.

When night came, Hu Yan couldn't bear to leave, and still wandered on the mountain, but accidentally stepped on the trap set by the hunter.

In order to get the whole fur, the hunters did not put bamboo thorns or anything like it in the traps, but put some stones to crapple the legs of the animals.

The role of the stone was very great, Hu Yan stepped on the air, leaned back, and hit his head directly on the stone, proving the hunter's IQ with his own disability.

When Hu Yan woke up, she found that she had been tied up by Wuhuada. She tried to struggle, but couldn't break the pig's trotter buckle.

Two hunters, dressed in coarse cloth shorts, tied her to a stick with their hands and feet, and carried her forward in a staggering manner.

One of the young hunters, seeing her struggling when she woke up, gave her a stick and shouted, "Be honest! ”

The old hunter walked ahead, glanced back at Hu Yan, did not speak, and continued to walk.

The young hunter said, "Father, let's slaughter this thing, and we can get a lot of copper plates when we go back and peel it and sell the meat." This thing looks weird, and I don't know what it is. ”

The old hunter turned his head again and looked at Hu Yan. The facial features are a human face, but there are dirty animal hair on the neck. It was something that had hands that were not like hands and claws that were not like claws, and had sharp nails. The arms and calves were covered with animal hair, and the feet were even more hairy, and it was impossible to see whether they were feet or hooves.

The old hunter sighed lightly and said, "This thing is dressed in human clothes and covered in animal hair, and it looks a little like a human, it should be the mandrill that your grandfather said." If it's a mandrill, no one dares to eat the meat. I listened to your grandfather, this thing is evil, so it's better to let it go. ”

The young hunter immediately shook his head and said, "Daddy, we can't let it go!" What if this thing comes for revenge? Besides, it is said that mandrills love to do the business of eating children, and we can't let this scourge go. If you want me to say, it's over. Peel the skin and sell the meat, so that the mother can catch the medicine to eat. ”

The old hunter hesitated, but his feet did not stop.

Hu Yan listened to the conversation between the two, and reluctantly developed an emotion that could be called tangled. She always thought she was a bobcat, but it turned out to be a mandrill.

The young hunter said, "Father, what are you hesitating about?" I can't afford my mother's illness. This ghost thing is a little lighter, and it can take off thirty or forty catties of meat. ”

The old hunter gritted his teeth and nodded, "Medium!" Walk further, there's water, let's get rid of this thing there, we can't take this thing home. ”

The two of them summed up, quickened their steps, and carried her to the creek.

After Hu Yan was knocked with a stick, his brain became muddy again. But she vaguely knew that the two were going to kill her.

She was scared and wanted to call for help, but she didn't know why, and she couldn't make a sound for help. No, it's not that she can't make a sound, but ...... Unable to call for help. You can't ask others to spare you and save yourself.

Perhaps, she is a mandrill with dignity.

She shook her head, trying to make herself think of something simple. For example: running away.

The creek is hidden in the jungle and is surrounded by several large trees, as well as a whole field of weeds and shrubs. The hunter searched for two low branches, and was about to put Hu Yan on top of them to skin and cut the flesh. But she suddenly exerted her strength, shook her body, and fell to the ground along with the wooden stick.

The old hunter was very experienced, and he threw his stick at her.

She rolled down the hillside, avoiding the old hunter's attack.

The young hunter raised his bow and arrows and shot at her.

Her hands and feet were tied to pig's trotters, and she could not run and escape, so she could only roll all the way down the hill to avoid the attacks of the hunters. When the speed of the tumbling is beyond her control, the whole person is like a round bead, which will bounce up when it encounters a small pit, and then quickly roll downward.

The hunter's father and son were afraid that she would come back to take revenge after she escaped, so they desperately chased after her.

She rolled down so fast that she disappeared from the hunter's sight in an instant.

When her downward speed slowed slightly, she suddenly took off from under her, fell directly into a small weed, and smashed into a fleshy thing.

The person who was smashed was the owner of the grain shop in the county, known as Li Erye. He was lying on the mat at the moment, with his hands behind his head, swaying Erlang's legs leisurely, looking at the sky with his eyes open, waiting for someone to come to the appointment. He was in a beautiful mood, and couldn't help humming the most popular tune in the Goolan Courtyard. This has not yet hummed to the head, but I only feel that a foreign object has fallen from the sky, covering my face and slapping with an irresistible momentum. He didn't mention it in one breath, and just rolled his eyes and passed out. The position where Li Erye was was overgrown with long weeds, and there was a small crooked neck tree on the right side of his head, if he had moved to the right before lying down, he would not have been smashed so badly.

Hu Yan felt pain, and there was no pain in his body. She tried to get up in pain, but her brain was dizzy and she fell back on top of the pad. After a long while, she moved her body and got up, and then she saw that the flesh pad that she had smashed and fainted was a living man. Of course, after being smashed by her, it's no longer true that it's still not alive.

The man has reached the age of no doubt, but he is very well maintained. He was dressed in a fine cotton robe, with a long robe over it, a jade pendant of average color around his waist, and a very small dagger.

Hu Yan decisively stretched out his hand, pulled out the dagger, flipped the blade, and used it to cut the rope tied to his hands and feet, then threw away the knife casually, and then went to pick up the man's robe, and happily draped it on his body. She was just about to leave when she heard the rustle of weeds rubbing against each other not far away.

She immediately listened.

The visitor did not hide his whereabouts, and complained in a long tone as he walked: "Oh, such a broken place, it's easy to find!" Yesterday's newly dyed nails, the top of the beautiful color, was scratched. Along the way, the soles of my feet hurt. If it is out of the cocoon, it will be a pity for other people's nephrite-like feet. ”

The voice was clearly correct and round, but it was wrapped in Jiangnan's unique whispers. seems to be singing, but there is no babbling endlessly. So, those complaining words, listening to people's ears, are a little soft, sweet as soaked honey, like a seductive little greasy hand gently scratching your chest, and like a dexterous little tongue licking honey and feeding it into your mouth, is it a comfort for the whole body?