Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Fufu had never seen her mother treat an item so carefully.

Even the red crossbow that she named "Xiao Chi" and loved so much was often thrown away.

Unlike this golden mask, she even had to wipe her hands carefully with a towel before picking it up.

Touching the mysterious patterns on the mask that seemed to be naturally formed instead of artificially engraved, Gale slowly told the origin of this golden mask and the story behind it.

Deep in the earth veins, the Golden Land with gold all over the ground, the Earth Mother Goddess dressed in flowing gold, the mysterious beliefs of the Qimian tribe, and the gift from the king of the Qimian tribe and your uncle.

Fufu opened her mouth wide and drooled.

Gently putting the mask back into the padded wooden box, Gale reached out and lifted Fufu's chin to help her close her mouth.

"How is it? Do you know how precious it is? What do you think after listening to it?"

"Uh" Fu Fu smacked her lips, "Why didn't I realize that you are such a good storyteller before? Is this a myth from the New World?"

Pinching her daughter's cheek, Gale said unhappily: "What myth? These are all my personal experiences. Your master Feng Ying also knows them.

If you don't believe it, write to your father. If you say anything exaggerated, I will call you mother instead."

Fu Fu swallowed her saliva.

If she was only half-believing when Master Feng Ying was used as a witness, then when her mother also pulled that father out as a witness, she had to believe it.

Good man, is your life so colorful?

No

There is also a problem that my mother naturally ignores, but I care about it very much.

"I understand the other reasons, but why can my uncle become the king of the strange-faced tribe?"

Gail seemed to be a little unresponsive to the meaning of Fu Fu's question, "What do you mean by 'why can he become the king of the strange-faced tribe'? The strange-faced tribe of the New World was united by him. If he doesn't sit on the throne, who will sit on it?"

"What? No?" Fu Fu's brain was running at idle speed for a moment, and she asked tentatively: "Let's confirm, my uncle, is... a human?"

"Ahahaha, what nonsense are you talking about!" Gale laughed, "Of course he is a strange-faced tribe, how can a human be the king of the strange-faced tribe?"

"Then why do I have an uncle from the strange-faced tribe?"

"How dare you look down on our strange-faced tribe?!" Gale slammed the table angrily.

The two stared at each other and yelled at each other for a few words, and Fu Fu finally chose to give up thinking.

Well, since she is my mother, it seems that there is nothing surprising. She used to let me call Sandstone my uncle.

How should I put it? Once I accepted the fact that "my mother is also from the strange-face tribe", my mind became relaxed and cheerful.

"So how did my uncle become your brother?" After letting go of the tangled Fu Fu, curiosity burst out.

"That's another story." Gale pushed the wooden box containing the mask forward, holding his chin with his hand and said, "You were not born that year.

Well, in fact, your father and I were mortal enemies at that time."

The next day, when Feng Ying came to Fu Fu's house, Gale had returned to the training camp to continue her work.

Fu Fu was the only one left at home, making various preparations before the trip.

The first time she saw Fu Fu, Feng Ying couldn't help but glance at her head, but unfortunately, she didn't see the picture she imagined.

Feng Ying couldn't help but ask, "Huh? Your mother didn't give you the mask? Or do you also feel weird and don't want to wear it?"

Fu Fu pointed to the locker, "I actually like the mask very much, especially after listening to her stories from the past.

I was originally thinking about how to wear it, but she suddenly changed her mind and took the mask back. She also said that she was afraid that I would lose it and would wait until I grew up before officially giving it to me."

".That's what your mother said when you were two years old."

"Right? So stingy!" Fu Fu pouted in dissatisfaction, and then took something out of her collar, "She gave me this thing and said it would be a substitute first.

It is said that it was made by my uncle from the strange face tribe."

It was a small bone whistle, which was obviously often worn and played with, and it was shiny like carefully polished amber.

Feng Ying took a look and said with a smile: "Wow, this is also your mother's treasure. If you blow this thing in the New World, you can call a group of strange-faced people to help.

But I don't know about this in the Old World. You can try it later.

Be careful to keep it. If you accidentally lose or break this thing, you will definitely not escape a beating from your mother.

By the way, how is your luggage prepared?"

"Almost, but there are still many things that haven't been packed." Fu Fu pointed to the big box beside her bed and the sundries on the floor.

Feng Ying stretched her neck to take a look, and her expression became helpless.

"What is this?" Feng Ying took out an exquisitely made Puzhi pig puppet from the suitcase, and the vine-like tail was very lifelike.

"My grandma gave it to me. I've held it since I was little. I have to hold it when I sleep!"

"You're not allowed to bring it!" Feng Ying threw the Puzhi Pig doll aside and picked up a book, "What is this?"

"I'm afraid I'll get bored on the road, so I'll use it as a novel to relieve boredom!"

"You're not allowed to bring it either!" Feng Ying tapped Fu Fu's head, "We're going on a trip, not a vacation! Only necessities are allowed!

Do you know what necessities are? A change of underwear, a small amount of cash, an ID, a water bag, a flint, a knife, emergency food, etc.!

The quantity is limited to a small package that can be carried on your back. Don't forget that you also have to drag the equipment box of the defense team's suit. "

"Hey——"

"What? Hey! Except for the equipment box that can be stored at the local gathering place, everything else must be carried with you. You will be exhausted if you carry too much!

I almost forgot that you have no travel experience at all. Didn't your mother remind you of anything? "

"Actually, she did." Fu Fu pointed to the small herbivorous dragon skin shoulder bag on the bedside table, "She packed it for me."

Feng Ying walked over and opened it to take a look, "Isn't it all prepared for you? Just take this, don't take anything else! "

Fu Fu looked at the Puzzle Pig doll thrown on the bed reluctantly, and could only say goodbye to it and her comfortable life in her heart.

After a while, Feng Ying nodded with satisfaction at Fu Fu, who was wearing the "Sage Suit" and carrying a small bag on her back, looking energetic and neat.

"That's good enough. We'll leave tomorrow. If there's anyone you want to say goodbye to, go and meet them as soon as possible. I'll come to find you here after dawn tomorrow. "

After saying this, Feng Ying left in a hurry. She also had some things to prepare.

Fu Fu looked at herself in the mirror, who looked like an explorer, and couldn't help laughing.

She just ran out with her bag on her back.

She went to see Muti first and said goodbye to him in the latter's envious eyes.

Then she went to Sterling House and said goodbye to her aunt, grandmother, grandfather, and the servants, maids, butlers, and tutors who had always taken good care of her.

Finally, she went to the hunter training camp.

She handed over the two supernova crossbow shells promised to Brandley to him, and completed the "power transfer" of the archer student group.

She also received her prize from Grandma Hilda.

-A new model of projectile that is exquisite and lightweight, and folded up to be as small as an arm guard.

Everything is ready, and she can't wait to face the upcoming journey.