Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 19

The mountain behind Wang Jian's cemetery, in the forest.

"Tell me, this is the steamed bun you mentioned?"

Zhao Kun asked with a pale face.

Wang Li scratched his head and said with a sneer, "Yes, you don't think so, Young Master?"

Zhao Kun: "."

Like Nima!
What I took out was a real steamed bun, what the hell is this?
Zhao Kun was trembling from Wang Li's anger.

Originally surprised and delighted to come to the back mountain, wanting to see the steamed buns in Wang Li's mouth, but this guy actually brought him to see the murals.

And in order to see this mural, I have suffered a lot, not only my clothes were scratched, but even my arm was pierced with bloodstains by thorns.

Although the white pattern on the stone wall looks similar to 'steamed buns', it's not the same thing at all.

The moment Zhao Kun saw the mural, he felt his IQ being repeatedly rubbed against the ground by Wang Li.

Seeing that Zhao Kun's face was constantly changing from green to red, Wang Li also knew that he had made a big mistake, so he quickly explained: "My lord, I was wrong, and it's all because I didn't make it clear just now."

"actually, I"

Before he could finish his words, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of something very similar to a steamed bun, so he exclaimed, "My lord, look quickly, the steamed bun!"

"roll!"

Zhao Kun cursed without turning his head, and then walked straight down the mountain.

Wang Li hastily grabbed him, then stretched out a finger and gestured: "My lord, you trust me one more time, okay?"

Zhao Kun stared: "If I believe you again, I'm a pig!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Wang Li and walked away.

Wang Li: "Really, young master, look quickly, it's really a steamed bun!"

Seeing what Wang Li said was serious, Zhao Kun couldn't help but frowned slightly, thinking he wouldn't believe him again?Anyway, I have already been a pig once, and it seems to be okay to be a pig again.

Just when his curiosity was about to overcome his reason, Wang Li suddenly let go and ran away.

After a while, he took a ball of snow and ran towards him.

Zhao Kun couldn't help being dumbfounded at first glance.

"There are still steamed buns?"

Just as he was about to reach out to take it, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance: "Put it down quickly, it's Mierbai!"

"Mierbai?"

Wang Li paused, Zhao Kun was stunned.

At this moment, a woodcutter with a hatchet in his hand and a bundle of firewood on his back hurried over, and panted, "Which family are you from? Why are you so troublesome?"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the ball of snow in Wang Li's hand and said, "Put Mierbai back quickly, otherwise things will be bad if the bears come!"

Wang Li and Zhao Kun looked at each other, then frowned and asked, "Who are you, and why are you chopping firewood on the mountain behind my Wang's house?"

The woodcutter looked at Wang Li in surprise, "Who are you?"

Wang Li raised his head and said, "I am the son of Marquis Tong Wu, Wang Li!"

"Ah? So it's the young master."

The woodcutter was shocked, and quickly saluted, "Wang Zhong, the forest guard, has seen the young master."

Hearing the word "forest guard", Wang Li suddenly realized, and immediately asked curiously, "What is the Mierbai you mentioned just now?"

"Returning to the young master, Mierbai is what Jiang Wazi uses to catch bears. It is made of honey and white clay."

"White clay?"

Zhao Kun was stunned for a moment, feeling that this thing sounded familiar.

But before he recalled it, Wang Zhong anxiously reminded him, "Young master, don't ask, put Mierbai back first."

After listening to Wang Zhong's explanation, Wang Li also knew that this thing was not a 'steamed bun', so he couldn't help looking at Zhao Kun with some embarrassment: "Young master, this..."

Zhao Kun waved his hand: "Hurry up and put it back!"

"Okay, wait a moment, son."

Seeing that Zhao Kun didn't lose his temper, Wang Li heaved a sigh of relief, and ran straight into the forest.

Zhao Kun looked at his back, shook his head with a wry smile, and then asked Wang Zhong, "What happened to the bear hunting you just mentioned?"

Wang Zhong saw Zhao Kun's noble face, and heard that Wang Li used an honorific title for him. He thought it was extraordinary, so he respectfully replied: "There were originally two forest guards in this back mountain, but a few years ago, another The forest guard was attacked by a bear and died unfortunately;
His son Jiang Chao, in order to avenge his father, became a bear catcher in this back mountain. "

"I see."

Zhao Kun nodded suddenly, then pointed to the 'steamed buns' on the stone wall and asked, "Do you know who painted those paintings?"

Wang Zhong looked in the direction Zhao Kun pointed, and then said with a smile, "It was also drawn by Jiang Chao."

"What does this painting represent?"

"It's the number of times a man-bear defecates."

"???"

Zhao Kun was confused.

Wang Zhong also explained: "Man-bears have regular habits. Before choosing a nest, they will regularly go to a place to defecate. If they defecate for several days without being disturbed, they will choose a nest nearby."

When Zhao Kun heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he scolded Wang Li in his heart.

This bitch actually brought herself to watch the bear defecate!

I am Nima!
Thinking of that scene, and then thinking of the steamed buns, Zhao Kun only felt his stomach sour.

But at this moment, Wang Li's exclamation was suddenly heard from a distance: "My lord, run! The bear is coming!"

Ow—

As soon as his words fell, an angry roar came suddenly.

Zhao Kun and Wang Zhong's expressions changed drastically, and they felt the ground under their feet start to tremble.

"Little Lord!"

Wang Zhong roared, and then ran towards Wang Li with the hatchet in hand.

Zhao Kun, on the other hand, was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he stood still and did not dare to move.

I saw a two-meter-tall brown human bear jumping towards Wang Li with its fangs and claws. Wang Li was crying and shouting as he ran. The moment the human bear was about to grab Wang Li, Wang Zhong threw a knife at him. Bear head thrown away.

Bang!

The man-bear was extremely keen, and when it saw something flying towards it, it slapped the hatchet away with a bear's paw.

At the same time, its huge physical body stopped immediately, then roared angrily at Wang Zhong, and became vigilant.

Wang Li was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, not daring to move.

Wang Zhong obviously knew the habits of human bears very well, so he took out a clay pot from his waist and said to Wang Li: "Young master, I will throw the clay pot out to attract human bears later, so you can take the opportunity to escape."

Wang Li gasped and said, "Don't worry, let me take it easy."

"There's not much time left, the man-bear is very angry now and can attack anytime!"

"Wait a minute."

Wang Zhong sighed, not knowing what to say.

At this time, Ren Xiong, who had found out the truth, had a fierce look in his eyes, and rushed towards Wang Li.

boom--

Without further ado, Wang Zhong threw the pot in his hand at the bear, and saw streams of golden liquid emanating from the pot the moment it touched the bear's paw.

The human bear was immediately attracted by the liquid, and then stopped abruptly.

At this moment, Wang Zhong hurried to Wang Li, picked him up, and shouted at Zhao Kun, "Separate and run!"

After finishing speaking, before Zhao Kun could react, he quickly ran towards the depths of the woods.

"Fuck!"

Looking at their backs, Zhao Kun was stunned and said to himself that a disaster is really imminent and they fly separately!
Ow—

Almost at the same time, the man-bear rushed towards him after licking the honey in the clay pot.

He didn't have time to think about it, and ran in another direction.

While running, he shouted loudly: "Jiang Wazi, come out, help!"

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(End of this chapter)