Wang Yu retracted his throwing posture, shook his hand, and said disdainfully: "You want to curse me for talking so much nonsense, do you think I am stupid? Waiting to be cursed by you?"
"Immediately interrupt your spellcasting! Let's see what you can do!"
Su Yumo watched his dagger being summoned by the master, and then saw the master's triumphant look. He shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, pulled out the dagger inserted in the fox's forehead, and placed it on its head again. I wiped my clothes and wiped the dagger clean.
Wang Yu looked at the big and small vixens being scooped up by him, nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the house.
Wang Yu, who walked out of the house, turned around and looked around. He didn't know what to give the old donkey, so he simply pulled some dry straw from the roof and placed it in front of the old donkey.
The old donkey was not picky about food, so he lowered his head and started eating.
Seeing the old donkey eating this food, Wang Yu felt relieved and turned towards the earthen stove next to the house.
Firewood was burning under the stove, and a little white steam came out from around the wooden pot lid. There was also a "gurgling" sound coming from the pot, which was obviously something stewed inside.
Wang Yu opened the lid of the pot and looked at the white chicken soup boiling inside.
The chicken soup rolled around the chicken in the pot, breaking through the outermost layer of yellow chicken fat, and spread the fragrance into Wang Yu's nose.
Smelling the aroma, Wang Yu's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the spoon on the side, put a little bit of soup into his mouth, and put it in his mouth.
After taking a sip, he frowned. The chicken soup smelled quite fragrant, but it tasted tasteless.
Immediately, he realized that it was probably because there was no salt.
He opened the bottles and jars on the stove and looked at the black and yellow crystals inside. After all, he still didn't have the courage to taste them one by one and find the salt.
With a look of disgust on his face, Wang Yu capped the bottles and jars and summoned the ghost bus out of the wide yard.
He didn't care where the ghost bus appeared. It was in the vegetable patch in someone's yard. Anyway, everyone was dead and the vegetable plot was useless.
The sudden appearance of the ghost bus only made the old donkey glance in this direction, and then he lowered his head and ate hay by himself, without the big reaction before.
Wang Yu started rummaging at the back of the bus. He remembered that Lu Ziyi said that not only snacks were put on the bus, but also various condiments.
Sure enough, at the bottom of the snack pile, he not only found table salt, but also soy sauce, chicken essence, MSG and other messy things.
After grabbing a pack of iodized table salt, he was about to step off the bus when he took a few steps back and picked up a pack of Wangzai's snow cakes.
After getting off the bus, Wang Yu first put away the ghost bus, then walked up to Lao Donkey, tore open the package of the snow cake in his hand, took out a piece of snow cake and handed it over.
The old donkey looked at the beige round object in front of him, with white bumps dotted around it, and felt something was wrong.
But out of trust in Wang Yu, it hesitated and opened its mouth.
Take the first bite...
Um? A little sweet and a little salty!
Take the second bite...
Um? It’s quite delicious!
The third bite, the fourth bite.
The old donkey ate two pieces of snow cake in four mouthfuls, and then looked at Wang Yu longingly.
Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders, indicating that it was gone, and walked towards the pot with the salt.
Lao Donkey sighed, lowered his head and took a mouthful of hay, but felt that the taste was not as good as before!
Wang Yu took the salt and walked back to the stove. He poured some salt into the pot, then picked up a spoon and stirred it. Finally, he scooped some soup again and took a sip.
The rich aroma burst out in his mouth. Even with just a little salt, the taste of the entire chicken soup instantly went up several levels.
It made him deeply understand that high-end ingredients often only require simple cooking methods!
He ate a whole large pot of chicken and soup, leaving only some bone residue.
Wang Yu had eaten and drank enough, and seeing that it was getting late, he walked back to the cabin with satisfaction, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Without any care, I just killed the owner of this house!
Not only that, after he got up the next day, before pulling the old donkey away, he also set fire to the fox demon's lair.
If the yard hadn't occupied an open enough space and the surrounding trees were far enough away from it, there might have been some kind of forest fire!
Wang Yu pulled the old donkey and walked back along the route he took yesterday, back to the trail he took yesterday, and then continued along the trail.
One person, one donkey, and two invisible female ghosts continued their journey.
Although the old donkey had four legs, it walked unsteadily, grinding, and grinding, which severely limited Wang Yu's speed.
Wang Yu is not in a hurry. After all, there is no point in being anxious. He doesn't even know if this path is the right one. Maybe it will make him more wrong as he goes further? Just let it happen!
Even when he encountered a fork in the road, he used the method of "I will choose whoever the little rooster clicks" and chose the one on the left.
But as it turned out, the forked road on the left became more and more wrong.
At the beginning, there were only some gadgets like bear traps.
Wang Yu's current physical fitness is extremely strong, and his skin can resist bullets, but even if he is caught in a trap for a while, it is still no big deal.
He didn't take it seriously, just thinking it was a trap set by hunters at the foot of the mountain to catch wild beasts.
He just bent down and broke open the animal trap. Then he threw the broken animal trap aside and continued to move forward.
Further back, hemp ropes tied around the ankles to hang people up into the tree appeared.
This is also easy to handle.
After all, Wang Yu's current strength is not comparable to the stone at the end of the hemp rope. He only needs to exert a little force, and his body will not move at all and will not be affected in the slightest.
But when he saw the rope on his feet, he felt something was wrong.
Which hunter would use such a trap to catch wild animals?
The sizes and weights of wild beasts vary. Small ones may only weigh a few kilograms, but large ones may weigh hundreds of kilograms. Can this kind of rope trap be caught?
This trap looks like it was designed to catch people, not beasts.
He was very suspicious, was it an Orion or a bandit who laid this trap?
Summoning Su Yumo's dagger from the toolbar, Wang Yu used it to cut the hemp rope, and then continued walking.
Along the way, he carefully observed the bear traps and rope traps on the ground, but he still got caught.
He only heard a "click", and he felt as if his right foot had stepped on something. Before he could lift his foot, he subconsciously raised his right hand and shook it suddenly.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a crossbow arrow appeared in his right hand. The arrow was only two fists away from his temple!
