Braised Dragon with Soy Sauce

"Ow!"

The second black wolf opened its blood-red maw again, revealing sharp fangs, and pounced on the boy.

The wooden stick in his hand was only a little over a foot long, and it was of no use at all.

The little boy was so frightened that he could only keep waving the wooden stick in his hand, instinctively trying to fend off the wolf that pounced on him.

"puff"

With a soft thud, the wolf pounced on the little boy, its massive head slamming heavily against the tree trunk above him.

The boy's vision went black, and he fainted.

……

"A Liang!"

"Brother Liang, wake up! Waaah..."

Is that Sister Yazhu calling me? I think I also heard my little sister calling me. Where am I? My head is so dizzy! The little boy slowly opened his eyes and saw Sister Yazhu and his younger siblings in front of him. They were anxiously calling to him.

The youngest sister was crying with tears streaming down her face.

"Sister Yazhu, I..."

The little boy tried hard to stand up, but his head hurt as soon as he moved.

"Ah Liang, don't move. You've hurt your head and need to rest. Drink some water and rest for a bit!"

The little boy finally came to his senses and looked around. He was now lying in a grassy field, with soft grass as a cushion, which felt very comfortable.

Sister Ya-zhu sat beside him, looking after him, while his other younger siblings sat around him resting.

The lawn was surrounded by tall trees and dense bushes, and a small stream flowed by its side.

"Ah Liang, are you hungry? Here's some cured meat, have some!"

Seeing that the little boy was much better, Park Ya-joo got up and handed him a piece of golden-yellow cured meat.

The aroma of the cured meat immediately perked up the little boy, who quickly took the meat and began to eat it heartily.

"This is so delicious! I've never eaten anything so good before! Sister Yazhu, where did you get this cured meat?"

The little boy ate the cured meat happily while speaking incoherently.

"I don't know either. When we found you were missing, we searched all the way and finally found you under a big tree. You were unconscious and holding a bloodstained wooden stick in your hand. I checked you and found that your head seemed to have been hit, which caused you to pass out. You didn't seem to have any other injuries."

So we found this secluded little lawn to rest for a while until you wake up. This bag of cured meat is right next to you, and this too.”

Park Ya-joo took out a small crossbow and three bolts from behind her, and a small knife more than a foot long in her other hand.

"What about the wolves? I remember being chased by three big black wolves. I ran for my life and finally got to the big tree where they surrounded me. I injured one of them with a stick, and then the second black wolf pounced on me and knocked me unconscious. I don't know what happened after that!"

The little boy recalled.

"Perhaps a kind hunter happened to pass by, saw the wolf attacking you, killed the wolf, took it away, and left these things to us."

Park Ah-joo guessed.

"After we finish eating and pack up, we'll set off again. We need to find a safe place to rest before dark, as this is the Monster Mountain Range, and it's very unsafe at night."

Park Ya-joo left the crossbow bolts to Ah-liang, took the short knife herself, and set off again.

This time, Ah Liang led the way, with Park Ya-joo bringing up the rear. Having a bag of dry rations, they ate sparingly, ensuring they wouldn't have to search for wild fruit for the rest of the day.

On a large rock in the distance, Mo Yuming and Sun Min, dressed in black night clothes and wearing face-covering hats, stood watching the group of people below slowly move forward.

"Luckily we arrived in time, otherwise that little boy would have been in danger. Didn't we already have people clear out all the wild animals in the area? How could this accident still happen?"

Mo Yuming asked Sun Min.

"Those three wolves were fleeing here. Because we dared not get too close, we were somewhat careless."

Sun Min replied.

"Fortunately, the black iron artifacts made by our own arsenal are of good quality and can be used to shoot prey from fifty feet away."

I wonder what other methods the Feather Palace has to track them. That day I saw that the inspector was holding a bronze mirror and could see the scenery within a fifty-zhang radius, and could also clearly see things that happened dozens of days ago.

I feel a bit scared now, but thankfully we were careful enough not to leave any evidence against him.

Otherwise it will be troublesome.

General Sun, go back and find a way to wake up that inspector as soon as possible, and pretend that we will do our best to help him capture the criminals.

We can also extract information from him about the Feather Palace's tracking methods. This is a good opportunity for him to redeem himself, so he shouldn't hide anything from us.

We need to figure out a way to deal with this. I'll stay here and follow along.

Tell the others in front to check the surrounding area again, and then move further away to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

Mo Yuming said to Sun Min.

"Yes, I'll go right away. Be careful, my lord!"

After bowing to Mo Yuming, Sun Min disappeared from the spot.

Sun Min's current cultivation level is already at the eighth level of the Earth Rank, and he mainly cultivates a mutated wind-type profound skill, which is known for its ability to appear and disappear without a trace. His speed in lightness skill is something that even the old men at the Heaven Rank admire.

After Sun Min left, Mo Yuming quietly followed behind Park Ya-chu and the others.

To conceal his whereabouts, Mo Yuming almost always moved by leaping from treetop to treetop.

Although he hasn't reached the level of flying like someone at the Heavenly Realm, with his current strength, leaping dozens of meters in a single bound is no problem for him.

Mo Yuming kept a distance of fifty to one hundred zhang behind him.

As the sun set and dusk approached, Park Ya-joo and her group found an abandoned stone house.

The stone house was surrounded by dense thatch, which almost completely covered it.

The stone house had only a rotten wooden door and a small window made of stone. The roof was covered with tiles made of hammered stone slabs, which were overgrown with vines and weeds. Although it had been abandoned for a long time, the house was still quite sturdy.

The house was very damp and had a strong musty smell because no one had been inside for a long time, and there was also rat and insect droppings inside.

Park Ya-joo told the children to stay outside first. She used a knife to cut a lot of thatch around the stone house, threw it into the stone house, and then lit it to remove the odor and dampness inside.

Then he went inside and cleaned the house himself before calling the children in. He then instructed a few of the older boys to cut down many branches and firewood from the surrounding area.