"What are you catching? Pheasant? Come, come, I'll pluck the feathers. He stepped forward and said, took the pheasant caught by the two and walked aside to deal with it.

Ning Lang and Duan Ye saw each other, glanced at him, but didn't say anything, the two lit a fire with a branch, and set up a shelf, preparing to roast chicken later.

The old woman took one look at them, and then went into the little tent.

After a while, a few pheasants had already been roasted on the fire, and over there, Feng Jiu and the woman walked back.

"Oh? I actually caught a pheasant! She went to the fire and sat down, looking at the pheasant roasting on the fire, and looked greedy.

"Originally, I was going to catch the rabbit, but the rabbit ran too fast, and disappeared as soon as it slipped away, and finally caught a few pheasants, which should be enough for one night." Ning Lang said, looked at Feng Jiu, and asked, "Are you hungry?" I still have dry food, should I fill my stomach first? ”

"No, just wait until you know how to eat roast chicken." She waved her hand, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the old woman in the small tent coming out.

"A few sons, my old woman can't help much, but I can still make food, so be it! You guys will rest for a while, and I'll just watch this roast chicken. She looked at the group with a kind smile.

Hearing this, Song Ming didn't think about it and said, "How can this work?" You're old, so let's rest! We'll just take care of these little things, you just sit and wait for us to bake and eat. ”

Seeing this, the smile on the old woman's lips was a little stiff, but she didn't say anything more, just nodded and sat down.

Feng Jiu smiled, also sat down on the side, and chatted with Ning Lang and Duan Ye: "I looked around, there is a spring not far away, the water there is very sweet, do you want to pretend to drink some on the road?" ”

"When we came back, we picked some wild fruits, which were quite appetizing, na, you can taste them." Ning Lang handed out the small fruit in his hand and distributed the rest to the others.

Over there, Song Ming was in charge of roasting the pheasant, and the old woman and the woman sat next to them and watched, adding firewood from time to time, while talking and laughing with Song Ming.

Here, Feng Jiu and Duan Ye Ninglang were also talking, paying attention to a few people over there from time to time, she used a branch to write the words "act on the ground", erased it again, and drew it on the ground with the branch to kill the boredom.

As night fell, the fragrance of roast chicken spread, and Song Ming over there beckoned to them: "You can eat, come here." ”

The three of them stepped forward, came to the fire and sat down, took the roast chicken and chatted while eating, Song Ming sent some into the small tent to the woman, but after entering, she didn't come out again, but the woman walked out.

"Song Gongzi said that he was a little tired, and I saw that I was in better spirits, so I came out and let him rest inside." The woman said, coming to Feng Jiu's side and sitting down.

I felt that a vague fragrance diffused and spread, and Ning Lang, who was sitting on the side, held his head and was about to stand up, and the whole person fell up.

And when Feng Jiu sat down beside the woman, she looked at her slightly, and when she saw Duan Ye and Ning Lang falling, she frowned: "You ......" The whole person also fell down and fell asleep.

After they all fell, the three of them stood up, and the two women looked at the old woman: "Senior sister, didn't you say that they are not easy to deal with?" You see, it's not the same as becoming our prey. ”

The old woman glanced at a few people on the ground, tore her hand, and tore off the human skin mask on her face......