Suya

At dawn the next day, Feng Chen woke up refreshed.

As soon as he went out, he saw Feng Xiao squatting next to the horse boy, feeding the horse with hay, while staring at the ground absentmindedly.

Feng Chen walked over quietly, and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao'er, what are you thinking about?"

Feng Xiao trembled a bit, obviously frightened, looked up to see Feng Chen, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but immediately dimmed.

He turned his head silently, looked at the ground, and murmured: "I didn't think about anything."

Feng Chen rubbed his hair into a chicken coop: "Why, are you still blaming me for framing you yesterday?"

Feng Xiao did not rise up to resist Feng Chen's claws as usual, but lowered his head and whispered: "The general will not dare."

Feng Chen knew that he couldn't really blame himself, the current depressed appearance was probably because he was regarded as a treacherous person by You Baiyan, and he felt a little wronged.Feng Xiao has always been pure and optimistic, and won't keep worrying things in his heart for too long. These small grievances will naturally fade away after a while. Just look at his lifeless appearance now, and think about how lively he was before It's inevitable that people can't bear it.

Feng Chen embraced his shoulder, patted him and said, "Go, I'll take you hunting."

Feng Xiao wanted to refuse, but Feng Chen involuntarily pulled him up and dragged him out of the stable. He didn't bother to struggle, and let Feng Chen drag him back to the house lazily.

The two took the hunting tools, and when they left, they saw that the bearded man was still sleeping soundly, so Feng Chen dipped a pen into some ink, and wrote the big words "Do not hunt when hunting" on his face, then pulled Feng Xiao quickly Backed away, closed the door, rushed to the stable, pulled out the horse, and galloped away.

Hongzao is indeed a good horse, with light legs and hooves, and it runs like a wind and cloud, but it can run several miles in the blink of an eye.

However, there are not many grasslands in this mountain. After running for a while, all you see is a vast forest. The trees grow densely and the branches are slanted. It is not suitable for a galloping horse. Feng Chen slowed down, and after a while, Feng Xiao also After catching up, the two of them held on to their bridles and walked slowly through the forest.

The sun climbed up lazily, and the golden light passed through the forest sea, driving away the remaining mist.

The singing of birds is melodious, echoing in the mountains and forests, and the cool air penetrates the lungs, accompanied by greenery everywhere, making people feel refreshed beyond words.

The two walked quietly through the forest for a while, and when they came to a wider place, they stopped, held the bow and arrow in their hands, and looked around intently, waiting for animals that came out to look for food to pass by. At this time, he immediately draws his bow and shoots an arrow. Once he hits the mark, he puts on his horse and chases after the wounded and escaped prey.

Although there were no hounds accompanying them, and the horse could not run at full speed, the two of them were not in a hurry.

After hunting half-seriously and half-playing like this for a while, the two of them had already entered the depths of the mountain forest. The trees in front of them had become very tall and lush, with luxuriant branches and leaves, almost covering the sky and the sun, and the light that could penetrate the branches and leaves to reach the ground had already Not much left.

Feng Chen looked at the trophies hanging on the horse, there were quite a few of them, and the blood from the prey had already dyed red jujube's body a dull color.He raised his head and squinted his eyes, looked at the sky from a gap with few branches and leaves, and found that the scorching sun was hanging high, presumably it was already noon.

Feng Xiao on the side was looking left and right curiously, reaching out his hands from time to time to touch the strange-shaped vines attached to the thick trunk. He had a lot of fun and gained a lot during the trip, and his mood obviously improved a lot. Swept most of it.

Feng Chen felt that it was time to go back, so he asked Feng Xiao to find a place to sit down, drank some water, rested for a while, then packed up his luggage, and went back according to the way he came.

The horse couldn't run fast with prey hanging on it, and Feng Chen was not in a hurry to go back, so he simply walked slowly all the way, chatting with Feng Xiao while looking at the green water and green mountains.

After procrastinating for a long time, when the two finally left the dense forest and reached the grassland where the hut was, the red sun was already sinking.

The outline of the hut is faintly visible, very conspicuous in this endless greenery.

Suddenly, Hongzao stopped, raised his head and looked in the direction of the hut, after a while he began to flick his tail anxiously, neighed softly, and wanted to back up, Feng Chen hurriedly pulled the reins, and looked at Feng Xiao glance.

Feng Xiao nodded, and immediately concentrated on checking the surrounding grass, while Feng Chen listened carefully to see if there was any movement nearby.

But the two checked for a long time and still didn't find anything wrong.

Neither the horse Feng Xiao was riding nor the one he was holding didn't move, they were still standing quietly as before.

Feng Chen thought for a while: "Perhaps Hongzao's alertness is higher than that of ordinary horses, so the problem may not be here, but in a place further ahead. We walked over as if nothing had happened, while remaining alert."

Feng Xiao nodded.

Feng Chen moved all the prey on Hongzao to another horse, patted Hongzao again to show comfort, then clamped the horse's belly, and continued on his way.

After another cup of tea, the two of them were only a few hundred steps away from the hut. Hongzao's footsteps became slower and slower. Feng Chen caressed its neck to comfort it, while quietly paying attention to the surrounding people. movement.

Suddenly, a shadow seemed to move in a pile of bushes on the right rear, Feng Chen turned his horse's head and galloped over, Feng Xiao set his arrow and bowed and aimed in that direction.

Jujube ran extremely fast, brushing past the bushes like a strong wind and lightning, and came near the shadow in the blink of an eye.

But when Feng Chen was only a few dozen steps away from the bushes, three black figures suddenly jumped up from behind the bushes and fled to the rear at such a fast speed that it was almost impossible to see what they were, and only felt a vast expanse. Suddenly, a few places in the emerald green turned black, and then disappeared immediately, like an illusion.

As soon as those black shadows took a step forward, the four arrows in Feng Xiao's hand pierced through the air, piercing through the forest with screams, countless leaves were pierced, and scattered with a "pop", turning into flying flowers all over the sky. Being caught in the vacuum created by the sharp arrow, he quickly rotated and retreated around the arrow body.

The arrow accurately sank into two of the black shadows, and the smell of blood immediately spread out like being sprayed out, filling everyone's nostrils.

The black shadow fell to the ground, and the white feathers at the tail of the arrow were still trembling, and the countless shattered flying flowers in the air hadn't completely landed, and they were riding the wind, fluttering and falling down.

Feng Chen drove his horse forward, bent over, stretched out his arms, and picked up the black shadow.

It was a person, a dead person.

Feng Xiao's arrows just hit his legs, but the man committed suicide, his face was black and his lips were purple, he must have swallowed poison.

The same is true for another person.

Feng Chen flipped through their clothes and took a look, only to find a dagger in their waists, some hidden weapons and medicines.

He threw the things to Feng Xiao, and continued to check without giving up. In the end, he just hung the person on the horse and looked inside and out, and almost stripped his clothes and skin to find out.

Got nothing.

Dejectedly, he threw the man on the ground like a rag.

Feng Xiao stepped forward and handed him the dagger: "Although this dagger has no obvious features, in terms of material, it is very similar to the ones used by the assassins last time, and these people's skills are so outstanding. It's the same people."

The more Feng Chen listened, the more irritable he became, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, as well as Li Xiruo's face, what he had said, the expression on his face, and the current situation in Liguo. In a cold sweat.