"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

After walking a few steps, Mo Chi pretended to inadvertently set his eyes on the fox in the hunter's hand.

"Brother, did you hunt this?"

"What do you mean?" The hunter looked at the fox in his hand, which had struggled a lot at first, but was now motionless, and laughed twice: "This beast ran into the trap I set up by itself, and I hit it , I think its fur is shiny, and it should be able to buy a good price... To tell you the truth, this fox is the best harvest I have made this month, and I am also lucky, hahaha..."

When Mo Chi heard the word "beast" in the man's mouth, his eyes sank, and the aura around him suddenly became fierce, but it was fleeting, and the hunter seemed to feel something strange, and he let out a bewildered surprise.

"Brother, it must be very inconvenient for you to help me and carry him at the same time. How about this, you give him to me, and I'll hold him for you." Mo Chi regained his momentum, turned his head and looked at the person with a smile Gentle.

The hunter looked at him, didn't think much, and passed the fox in his hand directly: "That's kind, this little thing is not big, but it's still a bit heavy, by the way, pay attention, it has a strong temper, can you Don't be bitten by it." The hunter who handed the fox over told him.

Mo Chi nodded, looking at the motionless fox with his eyes closed, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes, he took him gently from the opponent's hand, and then carefully adjusted his posture so that the fox could lie down more comfortably .

His movements fell into the hunter's arms, and the hunter looked at him and laughed and joked: "Aren't all of you people who read books so kind-hearted?"

Mo Chi lowered his head to examine the wound on the fox's leg, and after making sure that no bones or tendons were involved, he breathed a sigh of relief. He heard the hunter's words without raising his head, and said, "I just think this fox is very spiritual. .”

Spirituality is not spirituality, the hunter does not understand these things, in his eyes, any animal is only used for money or as rations for him, no matter how spiritual it is, it will not be able to defeat him in the end.

Thinking of this, the hunter felt quite proud, and his back straightened up a bit.

The two were silent all the way, and went down the mountain with the big sun above their heads.

After reaching the foot of the mountain, Mo Chi pointed to a thatched hut surrounded by a fence not far away, and asked the hunter to help him go there.

Opening the wicker door, Mo Chi entered the room first, carefully placed the unconscious fox in his arms on his bed, and then limped out of the room after placing it well.

The hunter took off the quiver from his back, and sat with his legs straddled on the wooden stake at the door. His maroon face was covered with sweat, as if he had been salvaged from the water.

Mo Chi found a broken bowl and came out with a bowl of water. The hunter took the last cow's drink, raised his head and wiped his mouth after drinking, glanced at Mo Chi's residence, and said, "I said little brother!" , the place you live in is too dilapidated, right?"

Mo Chi followed his gaze to look at the bumpy dirt floor in his house and the dazzling light spots on it, and smiled helplessly: "It's good to be able to shelter from the wind and rain if you live alone."

"I'm afraid it can't be done." The hunter looked at the light spots on the ground that were bigger than the bowl in his hand, and then looked at the handsome man with a faint smile in front of him. He stood up and said, "I'll fix it for you."

Mo Chi looked at him, his dark and deep eyes completed the arc of the crescent moon: "That's really... thank you so much..."

When the sun set on the western mountain, the hunter climbed down from the ladder, and the rough short cloth was covered with thatch. The hunter patted it, looked up at the young man in front of him and smiled with a mouthful of white teeth: "It's all right now. After storage, it won't leak a little bit of rain even if it's windy or rainy."

Listening to what he said, Mo Chi smiled slightly, and his voice was a little more sincere: "Brother Tu, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, since you call me big brother, I can't help but help, right? The most important thing is that you are so pitiful, I can't bear it." The hunter said carelessly, without hesitation, After tilting his head to glance at the gradually setting sun, he bid farewell.

"I still have a wife at home waiting for me to go back, so let's go first. If you need any help in the future, you can find me on the other side of the mountain, behind the mountain where you gathered firewood." The hunter said.

Mo Chi nodded, and responded with a smile. He was standing by the door, about the same height as the door. The hunter glanced behind him and looked into the house: "Well, little brother Mo, where is my fox?"

Hearing what he said, the smile on Mo Chi's face faded, and then he laughed again: "I was just about to talk to Brother Tu about this." Mo Chi said, raised his hand and took out a black bag from his sleeve. Then, under the gaze of the hunter, he poured out five slings of copper coins and a grain of silver.

"You are?" the hunter looked at him.

Mo Chi smiled: "Brother Tu, I have a very close relationship with that little fox, so I want to ask you if you can sell it to me, that is, all I have is this little money, how much money do you ask?" , I will find a way to make up for what is not enough, do you think it will work?"

"You want to buy that fox?" The hunter stared at him with wide eyes.

Mo Chi nodded.

"It's not Brother Mo. That fox's fur is worth a little money. The meat is not tasty. It's not worth buying it." The hunter persuaded him earnestly.

"I didn't want to eat him," Mo Chi said, "I just thought he was cute and wanted to keep him."

Hunters only heard that those wealthy families in the city would keep pets. Those who have no money just keep dogs, that kind of native dogs, they are not picky eaters, they are tall, and they can help him hunt together, raise foxes... hehe , Scholars are really different.

"Really want to raise?" The hunter looked at him.

"Yeah." Mo Chi nodded.

"Okay, then you brother Tu will just say it straight, the little money you have is only enough to buy that fox's hind leg." The hunter said.

"Then how much Brother Tu said?"

The hunter stretched out his finger and compared: "At least it must be this number."

"Ten taels of silver?" Mo Chi frowned, quickly calculating in his mind how many people's coins ten taels of silver equals, his pretty brows frowned slightly.

"It's still because you are my brother." The hunter looked at him and smiled.

Mo Chi thought about his current situation, and thought about Yun Chu who was still comatose on the bed in the house, and felt that things were a little tricky. The time when he met the hunter was brought forward, and many things began to be different. Foxes available for purchase, now...

The hunter looked at his frowning brows, and after admiring the distressed expression on his face, he laughed loudly: "You boy, I'm just kidding you."

Mo Chi: "..."