"Can you hunt?"

The old man saw him looking around and thought he was looking for prey, so he was somewhat looking forward to him. At least this kid was still useful.

"No." If she knew how to hunt, she would still need to find wild fruits.

"Then what are you turning over and over?" the old man said angrily. Don't make his disgusted eyes too obvious. Qingyun is not blind, so he can't even pretend he can't see it.

"It sounds like you know how to do it." Qingyun was angry. She was not a clay bodhisattva. No matter how good-tempered she was, she would be angry if the old man repeatedly ran against her.

At the moment, she was so hungry that she was dizzy, her stomach was burning with pain, and the back of her head hurt so much that it was strange that she could be in a good temper.

The evil fire in my heart was rushing upwards, and I couldn't suppress it. The evil fire was released, and my heart seemed to be less blocked.

Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

After searching all the way, I couldn't find anything edible, not even a wild fruit**.

"You have quite a bad temper, Zhen." The old man glanced at him sideways and did not argue with her. He walked around a vine as thick as an arm twice and called Qingyun: "Boy, come and dig this."

Call Qingyun that Shunliu.

In the face of hunger, apart from life and death, there really is no big deal.

Qingyun looked at the leaves now, her eyes shining. She walked over slowly, pulled the vine and studied it carefully to make sure that it was not the variety she recognized.

"Are you sure this is edible?"

It's not that she doubted the old man, really, she didn't see it from the old man. He was a farmer, and he was probably the same as her.

"Where did all this nonsense come from? If you are asked to dig it, you can dig it." The old man glared at her angrily. If he couldn't dig out the bones, he would have to look at his expression.

Seeing that Qingyun didn't move, he snorted coldly, "Do you still want to eat?"

Qingyun thought that the old man had been exposed by her, so he became angry and wanted to think about how to dig without tools.

You can't use your hands, right?

It's not like you're acting on TV. Just dig a few times and dig out a big hole?

Seeing that the old man looked like he was about to collapse from hunger, Qingyun touched his nose, stopped talking back, and looked around.

The most indispensable thing in the forest is branches. In order to get a bite, Qingyun also worked hard. She was dizzy and spent a lot of effort to break a branch as thick as an arm, which almost killed her.

I found a stone and sharpened the two ends of the branch. Then I sat down on the ground and pointed at the roots of the vines.

"Old man, are you sure this is edible?"

Qingyun added some words and stopped even shouting. She was still angry. She was already going crazy with hunger. If she found out that she had done nothing in the end, she would probably go crazy.

She went crazy and was even scared of herself.

"Pig!" The old man nodded, his eyes black with hunger.

The vines are their last hope.

Qingyun remained silent and looked at the old man while digging. If this thing was not edible, she would tear it apart.

She was also lucky. The land was sandy and not so compact, so it was not that difficult to dig.

But it is still a bit difficult for Qingyun now. It feels like it took a century to dig out an arm's depth.

"Old man, come here and see if this is edible? I'm almost tired**!"

Qingyun howled feebly, her eyes red with hunger, she knocked on the exposed root of the vine, slowly got up, and gave way to her position.

He picked up a stone from the ground and put it into his hand. Their eyes met, and then they quietly walked to lean on the big tree next to them, and slowly tightened their grip on the branches in their hands.

The old man paused, clenched the stone in his hand, and then squatted down to take a closer look, "This... looks almost the same, why does it look different? It shouldn't be!"

The things that the family who lived across from him used to dig up looked like this!

Qingyun's mouth twitched, so it wasn't for food.

Don’t you know the old man?

She knew she couldn't listen to the old man's advice. It was so painful that her hand almost broke, and the result was no food.

There are subtle rustling sounds in the forest, like the sounds of small animals walking, accompanied by the "rustling" of leaves in the wind, disappearing and appearing, gradually coming here.

If it weren't for Qingyun's keen senses, he would have thought he heard something wrong, so he shrank back behind the tree, hiding himself behind the tree, and his body clung to the tree.

Suddenly, Qingyun moved, flashed out from behind the tree, and with lightning speed, inserted the branch in his hand to the opposite side...

"Ah~~~"

A shrill scream resounded through the sky.

The one who screamed was a young man, staring at Qingyun in disbelief, covering his stomach that had been stabbed, and pointing at her with trembling fingers.

"you……"

Then there was a giant "bang" sound, and it hit the ground. His body twitched, and he stared at Qingyun, and soon there was no movement.

Qingyun had no expression on his face and glanced at him coldly, recognizing that this person was one of the three people who had stayed in the ruined temple.

As soon as Qingyun succeeded, he pulled out the branch, and "poof", as the branch detached, blood spurted out and splashed on her face.

Qingyun didn't have time to confirm whether the man was pregnant or not. The hand holding the tree pole shook, and the man quickly shrank back behind the tree, concentrating and secretly watching his surroundings.

This man was sneaky and followed them, obviously with bad intentions.

What's the purpose?

Qingyun didn't expect that his hand accidentally touched something in his arms... Could it be for this?

Those three people were part of a gang. There was no way that only one of them was following them, and there were two more hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity to act.

It's a pity that she is so weak now, unable to concentrate, and can't find any trace of the other two people.

I glanced at the old man's side with my peripheral vision, but he was nowhere to be seen. The corners of his eyes twitched. This damn old man's hands and feet were quite nimble.

The old man cherished his life very much. When he heard the screams, he already found a place to hide without Qingyun reminding him. He had old arms and legs, so he still wouldn't cause trouble to Qingyun.

Qingyun was out of breath, her hands holding the branches were shaking, and her eyes were getting dark. She could only stand up by relying on the support of the big tree.

She had used up all her strength to deal with just one person...

Qingyun felt bad, the scenery in her sight was full of double images, and the "buzzing" ringing in her ears made it even more difficult for her to concentrate.

The old man who was hiding in the pot bush also saw that something was not right with Qingyun. He seemed to be about to faint. He was so anxious that he muttered "It's over" and tightened his hand on the stone.

Qingyun shook her head and pinched herself hard. The pain temporarily kept her awake, but her body reached its limit and she staggered.

At this time, she felt something strange on her left side, a strong wind blowing over her. Qingyun rolled forward and out from behind the tree, avoiding the sneak attack from the left.

"boom"

A wooden stick with a thick arm hit the tree hard, causing the leaves to rustle and spin and float down.

This shows how much force the attacker used.
Chapter completed!