An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Jing Chunxi didn't see his third uncle. After Jing Changning made arrangements with Zhou Wei, he arranged for Dalang and others to come back. He then helped the female family members rent a house near the market. However, he didn't dare to go back alone. Seeing that the market was already bustling, he hurried to buy what he needed, otherwise if the wolf really came, he would not be able to buy anything.

He also figured it out. Those who are capable should do more work. Fighting and killing are not his strong point. His return will not be of much use. Maybe his father and Uncle Xiaobei will have to free up their hands to save him. A scholar like him should not believe in ghosts and gods, but now he begins to hope that the fairy aunt can come to the rescue at the critical moment and let his family escape from the sea of ​​suffering in time.

Seeing that the wolves had retreated and there was indeed no danger, Jing Mingyue and Heizi hurriedly picked up the unburned firewood and rekindled the fire. However, when all the firewood was gathered together, there was not much left, and a counterattack by the wolves was inevitable.

"Old General, the wolves will launch a second attack soon. It would be best if we could move our people over there." Zhou Wei said as he looked at the old general, who was unharmed, with a rosy face and in even better physical condition, in surprise, and pointed to the three rows of houses in front.

Jing Yongcheng remained unmoved and told Zhou Wei the truth: "Don't count on it. The officials are all black-hearted and would rather we die to save them."

Then he arranged: "If we have nothing to do tonight, we should concentrate all our people on the road ahead." If the forest ahead will take a long time and is the most dangerous, he must explain it to Zhou Wei now.

Jing Yongcheng was observing the wolves while making arrangements for Zhou Wei, and his answers were somewhat irrelevant. Zhou Wei knew that the three rows of houses were now heavily guarded and it was impossible for them to enter.

Zhou Wei nodded: "It was my negligence. Half of the people have been arranged to wait in the next town. I will call them back tomorrow." Originally, he had half as many people around him two days ago, but he didn't expect the thieves to act so hastily. They didn't even give them time to breathe. Less than two days after they adjusted forward, they immediately came back and dealt them a heavy blow.

Even as they were talking, the wolves across from them continued to squat in neat rows, staring at them fiercely. There were at least fifty or sixty of them, and in the middle was still the all-white wolf. The little dandy whispered to Jing Chunxi, "That must be the leader."

Jing Chunxi had long known that the wolf was the leader. She observed it for a long time, a headache coming to her. The wind wasn't blowing in the wolf pack's direction, making it difficult to administer the poison. As for the anesthetic, according to the instructions, it was either mixed in with the wolf's food or injected with a needle. She had both the medicine and the tools, but she felt neither was appropriate. Not to mention the potential complications of the needle's sudden appearance, throwing it with her arm was simply impossible.

I had wanted to discuss this with my grandfather and Uncle Zhou Wei, but seeing how tense and alert they were, I didn't think there was a better solution.

Heizi was so worried that he kept looking further away, hoping to see his relatives. He kept muttering to himself, "I wonder if my mother will climb over the wall."

He saw many people standing and sitting on the five or six foot high wall in the distance. Although there were occasionally one or two wolves circling around them, as long as the wall did not collapse, they would be safe. But he did not see his mother.

He had just seen Shiro and the others jump down from the wall, so he was very worried about his mother's safety and didn't notice what the young lady and the master were mumbling about.

"Can you shoot arrows?"

Jing Chunxi asked. Jing Chunxi still wanted to make full use of it, otherwise the poison and especially the anesthetic in her arms would be exchanged in vain. The only thing she could think of now was to apply the poison on the arrow. She believed that the poison in the space must be better than the one made by Uncle Zhou Wei and others. At least the effect would be faster.

She had just seen that the people Uncle Zhou Wei had placed on the roof were also using arrows, so she quickly said to the little playboy, "Wait for me."

After saying that, she walked a few steps to her grandfather and Uncle Zhou Wei. Tao Jin didn't dare to stay too far away from her, so he followed them but didn't get too close.

"Sister Xi, why are you coming out too?" Jing Yongcheng was startled to see his granddaughter. He was so busy making arrangements in front that he didn't notice that Jing Chunxi and Jing Mingyue followed him out. He didn't even see the scene where Jing Chunxi pestered his old wife in order to get out.

"Grandpa, Uncle Zhou Wei, the medicine I have here can be applied to arrowheads, and the wolf shot by it will fall down quickly." Jing Chunxi didn't have time to argue with his grandfather. It would be futile to say anything now. He couldn't let him stuff him into the kitchen again.

She also knew that they didn't have much free time, so while talking to her, they stared straight ahead, without a trace of relaxation in their hearts.

If you are not careful, the wolves in front will counterattack. To make a long story short is the most direct, effective and convenient way.

"We also applied poison." Zhou Wei responded. The arrows they used this time were all soaked in potion.

"But just now, Sister Xi discovered that the wolf shot by the arrow was still running backwards." This means that the poison was not enough to kill it with one arrow.

Jing Chunxi adopted a more affirmative tone: "This medicine may be more effective. As long as you touch the wolves, they will pounce on you immediately if you get hurt."

Zhou Wei thought about the wolf he had just shot and realized that it would indeed pounce madly again. He felt a little scared at the thought. If the poison in his cousin's hand was really effective, he wondered how much casualties would be reduced.

He took the poison without taking a closer look. For some reason, he thought of the intelligence and courage shown by his cousin in the capital, as well as her boldness and confidence. He had to believe that his cousin would not give him a useless poison for no reason, and he developed a certain degree of trust in her.

But after taking it, Zhou Wei looked at his cousin a few more times and couldn't help frowning. His cousin's current outfit was really too shabby. The dust all over her body was not a big deal, after all, it was the standard on the road of exile. The main problem was that her face looked like a stray cat, and if she was thrown into the village, no one would pick it up.

Tao Jin followed Jing Chunxi closely. He dared not shirk responsibility since he had given the old lady a promise. Seeing how the people in the General's Mansion protected this ugly girl, if something really happened to the ugly girl in front of him, not only the old lady, but even Silang would probably stab him.

From what he had just overheard, he already knew that the ugly girl had poison on her hand. Now that he saw the ugly girl coming back, Tao Jin thought of her previous question and quickly stretched out his hand: "I have a crossbow."

The young dandy stretched out his arm, and sure enough, a brand new and exquisite crossbow was worn on his right arm.

Jing Chunxi suddenly realized the weapons he had stored in his space and said, "Look forward, don't look back at me."

Jing Chunxi pushed Tao Jin, and she staggered forward a few steps, not daring to look back: This ugly girl, she wouldn't be thinking about going to the toilet at this tense moment, without even looking at where this is. Oh, even though she is a little girl of seven or eight years old, it is very embarrassing to poop in public.

After thinking this, Tao Jin really didn't dare to look back, but he kept complaining in his heart, and thought that no matter how critical the situation was, he should not retreat, otherwise he would step on the ugly girl's landmine and it would be troublesome. The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he felt, and decided not to provoke this ugly girl again. She was ugly and smelly, and he couldn't bear to look at her.