Song Youqing was accustomed to it. Ye Qing could only be a ghost if he didn't dig a hole for others. What's more, in northern Myanmar where it is difficult to distinguish between humans and ghosts, these gun-toting miners are like sheep when they have jobs and food to eat. , but once they are extremely hungry, they will turn into the most ferocious wolves.
The long rainy season is the season when sheep turn into wolves.
Ma Guo is fearless. She has always lived at the top of the food chain in northern Myanmar and is used to seeing life and death change. For her, if Abang and others really have bad intentions, it is just a waste of bullets. .
But it's different for wood spirits.
Although she is the daughter of the leader of the Lisu tribe and a reincarnated witch, she has always lived at the bottom of society. That's why she tried to persuade Ye Qing by saying that it wasn't that the snake was attacking us, but that we had broken into the snake's territory.
Ye Qing smiled and said: "Forty million kyats are enough for them to survive the rainy season. Moreover, I also gave them a way to make money. I helped us contact miners who have gems in their hands and can get white cards.
If so, they are still greedy, then no wonder I am ruthless. "
Mu Ling and Ye Qing took turns exploring the path, and after walking for two hours, even though they were physically strong, they couldn't bear it anymore.
In the evening, the rain gradually stopped.
Mu Ling took Ye Qing and others to find two shacks. Although they were simple, they were not damp.
Ye Qing took a closer look and made sure that he could rest here at night. Then he smiled and said, "You guys just clean up the place, and I'll go get some game."
Song Youqing nodded: "Don't worry, among the four of us, only Mu Ling is not a sharpshooter. However, you should be careful yourself."
"Having a knife and a gun is enough." Ye Qing turned around and walked into the forest. Although there were no large beasts with powerful attacks in the mining area, it was still a primitive forest. Coming to a place like this made him feel like he had returned to the place where he had been training for survival. Island.
As soon as Ye Qing left, Song Youqing ordered the girls to cut branches to make spike traps.
Walking into the mountains and forests, Ye Qing felt like a fish in water. Pixiu jade liquid not only transformed his eyesight, but also changed his hearing and sense of smell. There are small animals moving there, and there is the strong body heat of wild beasts. You can distinguish them clearly with a little care.
Soon, he discovered a fat hare. The embroidered spring knife flew over and nailed the hare to the spot.
A moment later, three gray hares were strung on the wooden stick in his hand. They were heavy enough for everyone to eat.
I found a clear stream, skinned and cleaned the hare, and then returned to the shack.
Before they even got close, they heard the wolf's shrill roar, mixed with sporadic gunshots.
Ye Qing quickly approached and saw several wild wolves huddled in the grass, running towards the shack, making it impossible for the three women to aim their guns at the target.
Right in front of the shack, there was another wild wolf that had been hit. It was not dead yet and was whimpering silently.
Song Youqing stood directly south of the shack, holding a Type 92 pistol in one hand and a Damascus saber upside down in the other. Her beautiful eyes were staring at the thorn bushes in the distance.
Wang Xue and Mago didn't take the wild wolf running around the shack seriously at all.
Although there are rocks, trees and bushes blocking the way, and the wild wolves are running extremely fast, as long as the wild wolves stop, the bullets will follow them like a shadow...
Ye Qing stopped under a big tree and hung three hares on the branches. Then he looked in the direction Song Youqing was facing. Among the rocks and bushes, a more majestic wild wolf was vaguely visible, but where it was, But it was out of range of Type 92.
The effective range of the Type 92 pistol is fifty meters, but it is equally lethal beyond fifty meters.
However, this wild wolf was at least a hundred meters away from the shack.
Moreover, he hid in the rocks and bushes, using his roars to command his men to attack from a distance...
The bloody smell and whine of the shot wild wolf constantly stimulate the wild wolf's keen sense of smell and hungry belly.
Ye Qing observed the situation and understood the tactics of the wild wolf.
Except for the wild wolf who was a scout and tried to approach the shack quietly and was shot dead.
The remaining wild wolves are consuming the bullets and energy of the four women from a long distance, leaving the four women always surrounded by wolves, waiting for night to fall.
The night jungle will be the world of wolves.
Ye Qing quickly circled around and chose a position where the Majestic Wild Wolf was upwind. The Majestic Wild Wolf heard a slight noise, turned its head and glanced, and then looked at Song Youqing.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Qing was running wildly, looking like a cheetah flying through the jungle. Just as the majestic wild wolf turned around in alarm, a sharp blade cut into its flesh.
The head was decapitated with a knife, and blood spurted out.
The wild wolf downwind smelled the rich wolf blood, whined and roared, stared at Ye Qing who was holding the knife, and retreated in panic.
The strong murderous aura emanating from Ye Qing's body made them feel fear.
"Pick up the wolf's head." Song Youqing said with a sweet smile: "I want its fangs, which are top quality for warding off evil spirits."
"Does it mean I can ward off evil spirits?" Ye Qing also knew that wolf fangs are said to be sharp and represent the origin of martial arts in the military. They ward off evil spirits, protect safety, and are brave, symbolizing strength and physique.
Song Youqing rolled her eyes at him: "Can I knock out your teeth and use them as necklaces?"
While he was talking, a wild wolf that looked like a calf jumped down from the rocks and pounced, heading straight for the back of Ye Qing's neck.
The moment the wild wolf landed and jumped up, Ye Qing swung his knife and struck back, cutting off the Wolf King's throat with the Xiuchun Knife.
The Wolf King's body fell to the ground, and the four wild wolves in front of him fled into the dense forest without looking back.
Becoming hasty, Song Youqing didn't even have time to remind Ye Qing. When he opened his mouth, the Wolf King's throat had been cut...
The wolf king who cut his throat did not die immediately. He made a grunting sound from his throat and stared at Ye Qing who was getting closer and closer with a pair of blue eyes.
The wood spirit came over with a long stick and glanced at the Wolf King: "It is hunting for the group and is the bravest warrior."
Ye Qing looked at her suspiciously: "What do you want to say?"
"The law of the jungle is the law of survival." The wood spirit said calmly: "However, I hope you will give it a decent death and don't knock out the wolf teeth hiding the wolf soul..."
Ye Qing touched his nose and was speechless.
He really didn't know whether the wolf fangs could hide the soul of the Wolf King.
He turned to look at Song Youqing.
Song Youqing waved her hand: "Forget it, I don't want the Wolf King's teeth."
Ma Guo quickly knocked off the fangs of the first wild wolf that was shot, and Ye Qing threw the head of the majestic wild wolf over.
Mago glanced at Mu Ling: "In the Kachin ethnic group, only the bravest warriors are qualified to wear wolf fangs. It is really a pity not to knock the wolf king's fangs."
Mu Ling shook his head and smiled: "Mo Guo, I just want to give the Wolf King the dignity he deserves."
Ye Qing chuckled: "I think there is a wolf tooth hanging around my neck. What if I have bad breath like a wolf?"
