Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

The winter in Jiangjia Village is particularly cold.

The snow covered the soil thickly, piling up into crispy crumbs; the lake water froze into a piece of transparent jade; the wind was like a knife.

On such a cold day, even the hardworking farmers would stay in their houses for the winter, but today, the village is quite lively.

Hunter Zhang went up the mountain and killed a huge female wolf.

This wolf was very ferocious. Due to the shortage of food in winter, it often stole things from farmers' homes, making the villagers hate it to death but not daring to beat it.

Wolves usually live in groups. If you kill one wolf, the remaining wolves will most likely hold a grudge against you and come to take revenge.

Hunter Zhang was a cautious man and had no intention of killing the wolf at first.

But Mr. Wang from the next village somehow heard from a traveling doctor that top-quality wolf bones could prolong life by making wine, so he set his sights on the female wolf.

In order to avoid retaliation, Wang Yuan hired a dozen hunters at a large price to kill the wolves in the mountains.

Fortunately, there were not many wolves in this pack, only a dozen or so in total. After hunting them intermittently over a month, only the female wolf that the master wanted was left alive.

Because this she-wolf is so smart.

Mr. Wang therefore felt that this female wolf was no ordinary creature, so he offered a high price of one hundred taels of silver, saying that whoever he caught would own it, and he only wanted the wolf bones and nothing else.

Hunter Zhang is a hardworking hunter, but he has little money saved because his old mother has been seriously ill for many years. He has also recently found a wife. His mother's medical treatment requires money, and his wife also requires money. Even though he knows it is very dangerous to go up the mountain alone, he still gritted his teeth and went up the mountain.

This time it took half a month.

After a battle of wits and courage with the female wolf, he finally killed her and happily carried the wolf's body down the mountain.

As soon as I came down the mountain, I was surrounded by people.

"Zhang Hunter, you can do it! You really tried your best to marry Chunhua."

"This wolf is really big. Are its bones that strong?"

“This wolf should be the leader, right?”

Hunter Zhang's face was beaming with joy. Although he had many wounds on his body and face, he was very happy and even walked with great vigor.

After a while, he walked away surrounded by the villagers.

*****

Bursts of coughing were heard from the courtyard of a dilapidated farmhouse.

A young man in green clothes was holding a book in his hands with a pale face, reading it carefully. On the worn table was a green porcelain bowl filled with dark brown medicine.

His face was pale, and even the wrist holding the book looked like it would break if bent. Although he was wearing thick clothes, he looked even more empty.

But those eyes were very peaceful and soft, like the mist on the green hills and the breeze.

With a "clang", the door was pushed open by a little boy.

With a little red on his cheeks, he said to the young man, "Young Master! Hunter Zhang is so powerful! He actually killed a wolf!"

Shen Yanqing coughed twice, took a sip of the medicine from the bowl, and drank it like a bowl of water: "No wonder it's so lively outside."

His voice is like him, clear and peaceful.

"Yes, sir, that wolf is so big! It's this big--"

The little boy stretched out his arms and stretched them straight, but still felt it was not enough.

Shen Yanqing's eyes were fixed on the book, and he nodded perfunctorily: "I know, I know."

Just as he said this, he felt a cold wind blowing, causing him to cough twice.

The little boy's face turned pale and he looked back, and found that the door was not closed tightly when he came in.

He rushed over and closed the door in a hurry, then walked to Shen Yanqing with his head down and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay? It's all Mo Zhu's fault!"

"It's okay," Shen Yanqing suppressed the itch in his throat, "If I were in better shape, I wouldn't cough when I was exposed to the wind."

When he said this, Mo Zhu's eyes turned red.

"Young Master is just too easy to talk to! You are the legitimate son of the Shen family, but because of that stepmother, the master has been partial to you all these years to the point of being paralyzed!"

"They asked you to come here. On the surface, they asked you to pay respects to your deceased mother, but they only gave you a broken carriage and drove you out."

"A month has passed and no one has come to pick us up."

"Sir... if they don't come to pick us up, we might as well go back by ourselves. What if your health gets worse without good medicine?"

Shen Yanqing coughed twice again: "Okay, don't talk about this. Although life here is a bit difficult, it is also quiet."

"Sir! Why don't you fight for anything?"

"If we stay here a little longer, the master will surely be so happy with that vicious woman that he will forget all about us."

Shen Yanqing: "Just forget it if you want to."

Mo Zhu looked at his own son with great disappointment. He was obviously talented, but he never showed any of it. His master thought that the son was a sickly person who only knew how to take medicine. He also blamed the son for taking the title of the eldest son. Over the years, he became increasingly cold and disliked the son.

If the young master had been willing to show a little bit of his talent, he wouldn't have been driven to this shabby countryside.

The child was only thirteen years old, still a child, and the anger was clearly visible on his face.

Shen Yanqing looked at the sky outside and said to the angry boy, "Go and get my fox fur."

Mo Zhu swallowed his resentment, turned around and took out a black fox cloak from the box.

He said sullenly, "Sir, are you going to the lady's grave again?"

"Ah."

Mo Zhu wanted to persuade him, but knew he couldn't, so he could only take an umbrella dejectedly and hold it above the young man's head after leaving the house.

After the excitement passed, peace returned outside.

But in Jiangjia Village, Shen Yanqing, an outsider, was considered a rarity, so whenever the neighbors heard some movement in his yard, they would always secretly stick their heads out to take a look.

But I don't know why, I rarely talk to him.

The snow rustled as his feet stepped on it. As soon as he went out, Shen Yanqing couldn't help coughing a few more times.

He turned even paler.

"Look, look, this means he is not dead yet."

"It would be a pity if she died because she was so beautiful."

"I don't know where they came from. They said they came to pay tribute to their deceased mother..."

"He looks so sick, I'm afraid he won't survive this winter..."

There was a rustling sound coming from next door.

Shen Yanqing seemed not to hear it, but Mo Zhu beside him was a little angry.

Just as he was about to curse back, he heard the young master say calmly, "It's okay, keep going."

Mo Zhu glared at the person next to him angrily and shut up.

When they arrived at the place, Shen Yanqing asked Mo Zhu to go aside and stood in front of the tomb alone.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the words on the tombstone, wondering what he was thinking.

"Cough cough cough..."

A cold wind blew past, causing him to cough again.

This time he coughed quite violently, and when he finally suppressed the itchiness in his throat, his cheeks were abnormally red.

Time to go, he thought.

Shen Yanqing moved his stiff fingers and moved his feet slightly.

"Woooo..."

"Woooo..."

Suddenly, a whimpering sound of a baby animal was heard.

The dry grass beside the grave swayed with the sound.

Shen Yanqing only took a glance and then looked away.

But as soon as he raised his foot, the cub's voice rang out again.

He tightened his grip on the umbrella handle.

After a long moment, he sighed, bent down resignedly, and pushed aside the dead grass.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

I saw a black shadow passing by.

A black puppy rolled over and landed at his feet.