My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 8 The Monument of a Wolf
On the second day, Yunchi climbed up a small hill.

This is not an ordinary hill, it is located in the southwest corner of the tribe, it is the hill where the son-in-law Xiao Guanfeng of the High Priest Yun Yeming is close to the felt tent.

She came at Yinshi, definitely not later than four o'clock in the morning.

People who hide things in their hearts are especially prone to insomnia.

There is a little red light on the higher mountains in the distance, and the sun is trying to climb up.

Yun Chi was lying on the turf, resting his chin on the ground with his left hand, standing upright with his right hand forward, and constantly opening, closing, and opening his fingers, watching the sun gradually climb out of the horizon through the gaps between his fingers.

Soon he lost interest, and his body slumped to the ground.

boring!boring!
Want to do big things!

Last night, General Yuan Wu led a vigil, and now they happened to patrol the hill where Yun Chi was lying.

He knelt down on one knee, shook the broken hair on his forehead, leaned his head sideways to Yunchi, and greeted Yunchi as gently as possible with his rough and sonorous voice:
"Young master, are you eating grass?"

"I'm eating dirt."

After speaking, he raised his head and opened his mouth wide, and suddenly took a bite towards the ground, and the strong smell of grass and soil immediately filled his mouth.

"puff!"

Staring at Yuan Wu with a pair of crystal-clear eyes, he said pitifully, "It's not tasty, and it stinks."

After Yuan Wu laughed twice, he sat cross-legged facing the tribe, put the mace on his knees, and watched the sunrise and the distant mountains quietly.

After lying on his stomach for too long, his chest felt swollen and painful. Yuan Chi changed his posture and lay flat, looking at the brighter and brighter sky casually.

"Ugh--"

Can't get up!

All kinds of uninspired.

"Young master, do you have something on your mind?"

Everyone knows that General Yuan Wu, who looks careless and careless, has an exquisite heart, and is the bosom uncle of many boys and girls who have lost their way in the tribe.

"Well! General Wu, look ahead, do you see anything?"

"The mountain, the sun, and the Volcanic tribe."

Yuan Chi sighed again, slowly raised his upper body, sat cross-legged side by side with Yuan Wu, raised his right hand and patted Yuan Wu's shoulder weakly.

"No, it's my responsibility~"

"Hahaha." Turning his head and glanced at Yuan Chi, showing a gratified expression, "Young Master, you don't need to be too stressed. We have countless warriors from the Wolf Wolf Tribe, and we offer sacrifices to Wushuang. Domination of Beiye is just around the corner."

"Sigh~ this responsibility is not that responsibility. Come, look forward along my young master's finger. Tell me, what do you see?"

"Wolf."

"Go further."

"Felt tent."

"Whose tent?"

"It belongs to the young master of the Flying Eagle Clan."

"Well, that's right. Let's see, who is in the martial arts field at this time?" The arm turned and pointed in another direction.

"Young master, you are confused, that is General Xingshi's exclusive training ground, who else is there besides him."

I remember someone said that when you get used to the sun at four or five o'clock in the morning, success is not far from you.

The general who is the youngest hero of the Volcanic tribe is the one who is accustomed to the sun at four or five o'clock in the morning.

"That's right, a child can be taught. Now, you know my troubles, young master."

The terrible silence.

"Hahaha, young master, you are worrying about this matter, haha. My young master of the Wolf Clan has grown up, hahaha."

Unexpectedly, the young master who has always gone his own way would fall into this kind of thing, Yuan Wu felt refreshed in his heart.

"Young master, you are the young master of the No. [-] clan in Beiye, you don't care what others do."

Yuan Wu twisted his upper body, put the thumb of his right hand against the pulp of his index finger, made a gesture of "a piece of cake", and waved it twice before Yun Chi's eyes.

"You just need to show such a little domineering young master, tsk, it's not easy to catch.

But if you want me to say, General Xingshi is better, mighty and strong, hahaha. "

After some explanations from him, Yuan Chi felt even more blocked. He smiled dryly at Yuan Wu, stood up and brushed off the grass clippings and gravel, and walked towards the tribe with small steps.

Yuan Wu thought she was worrying about who to sleep with, but in fact, she was just wondering if Xingshi would rush in and punch her when she was sleeping with Xiao Guanfeng.

She didn't go back to her big tent, but went straight to the training ground.

Half an hour later, Chen Xi dragged a long phantom on the vast prairie and strolled forward.

Two wolves, one male and one female.

It was still early, and the coolness remaining in the grassland from last night was still a bit overwhelming, Yun Chi lowered his head and shrank into Xingshi's arms.

Grandma said that she has not recovered, and will not be able to do many things for a long time in the future.

You can no longer squeeze the mother goat to milk fresh milk, you can't incite wolves to shoot eagles, and you can't easily perform star-controlling skills.

In a nutshell, taboo is about the same as a car accident patient who has just undergone life-or-death surgery.

The only good thing is that she can justifiably and openly reject General Wu's invitation to compete with swords. She really doesn't like to dance with big swords very much.

So unladylike!

Compared with the domineering, handsome and beautiful young master, the weak, sick and pretty girl seems to be more suitable for her current situation.

Therefore, at this time, the weak and unable to take care of himself, the young master of the Wolf Clan could only share a wolf with General Xingshi "forced to do so".

"quack--"

What a pitiful lone goose that was left alone.

Yun Chi rested his palms parallel to his eyebrows, and looked up at the geese struggling to fly, "Small stone, shoot it down."

The wild goose was hit by an arrow in its belly, flapped its wings in a dying struggle, and fell into the abyss of the canyon after drawing a beautiful arc.

At the cost of life, whether it is the dance or the music played, they are all beautiful.

Yun Chi felt that this early-rising goose was a bit of an eyesore, with its raised jaws and slightly open beak, as if they were laughing at her former arrogance.

and so--

The goose is dead!
After half an hour.

Yun Chi walked slowly around the deep hole made by the giant cauldron with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows slightly frowned and his almond eyes narrowed, thoughtfully.

It was really hard for her to connect the pitch-black scrap metal that was less than 1.5 meters in height and less than one meter in diameter, with the giant cauldron that was glowing with golden light a few days ago, which was as big as half a basketball court.

After two laps, she stood by the edge of the pit, staring at the pool of blood at the bottom of the pit.

'This pit is at least three meters deep.Is it sliding down?Or climb down?In short, you can't jump off. '

"Xiao Chi!"

While she was concentrating on thinking, Xingshi had already jumped down from the deep pit, opened his arms, and looked up at her with a smile on his face, which was as warm and light orange as the morning light above his head.

"Little Stone, here I come."

Yun Chi jumped up with as little force as possible, and went on a very short unknown journey just like the wild goose that lost its balance.

They were all injured, and the wild goose that fell into the deep valley narrowly escaped death, what about her?
After a short period of weightlessness, her buttocks were tightly held by a pair of powerful arms, and she felt the landing cushion of Xingshi's slightly curved legs after catching her.

She is not a wild goose, she will live.

Xingshi squatted next to the white wolf who had been destroyed by the giant cauldron, and said with a serious face:

"Xiao Chi, you should thank this wolf."

The water had completely evaporated, and the dried blood clots stuck to the white wolf's fur, and when poked with his hand, it made a rustling sound.

Yun Chi put a little dry blood ash on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

Human blood mixed with wolf blood, it stinks.

"It's stained with human blood, I'm afraid it can't be washed clean, and I can't make clothes and cloaks.

Alas, just brush it off, save it for me to shroud my body. "

Yun Chi turned his head slightly, and his eyes suddenly fell into Xingshi's gray pupils, "However, after six or seven hundred years, will it be even more stinky? Haha."

"Yunchi, you really have no conscience." Xing Shi bit her name very hard, and said viciously.

Although his words were sharp, his eyes were calm and gentle, not really angry.

"Our General Xingshi is merciful, why don't you just bury it on the spot for me, and remember to erect a monument for it.

On the stele is written 'Mr. White Wolf, come here for a visit! '"

Yun Chi raised his chin, cast his eyes on the black mass at the white wolf's tail, and continued:
"Don't forget to pick up your wild goose. This young master and this young master's wolf sacrificed their lives for it. Hahaha."

Xingshi ignored her nonsense, and forced her to dig a hole at the bottom of the huge pit, buried the white wolf and wild geese together, and went to a nearby grove to cut down a tree, cut it into a tombstone and inserted it on the mound .

When Yunchi was engraving on the stele, his expression was focused.

'The tomb of Mr. White Wolf, the benefactor

——Fu Wolf Clan Yunchi. '

(End of this chapter)