Night sand

Da Kui carefully tiptoed to follow the sound, and in a clearing surrounded by trees, a sleek man lay on a woman's body, and the two of them reached the realm of selflessness, completely undisturbed by the outside world.

The woman's voice was loud and she looked very happy, but her eyes were smiling at the man on top of her.

Not far from them, there were fresh branches, which were supposed to be the firewood they had chopped.

Two woodcutters were casually thrown aside, one of which was not far from where Da Kui was hiding.

If they go one step further, it is possible to find the traces of Da Kui, but at this moment, both of them are burned with lust, where do they remember the chopping wood.

Da Kui quietly climbed to the side of the firewood knife, picked up the firewood knife and climbed back backwards, the weapon on his body had long been lost, and at this time he had an extra firewood knife to defend himself, and he was a lot more relieved.

He also didn't care about the dogs and men who were still exercising, and climbed out of sight of them and got up and walked down.

At this time, the mountain road was much easier, and the path stepped out by the woodcutter led straight to the bottom of the mountain, and he had to quickly enter the village to steal some food and hurry on the road, and the pursuers behind did not know when they would catch up.

The road was getting wider and wider, and although it was still on the hillside, Da Kui could already see the village chimneys, one or two of which were curling with smoke.

It is normal for people in the mountains to eat at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Da Kui calculated that half a day had passed since he fled.

There was not a single figure on the path, and the woods on either side of the road were eerily quiet, except for the occasional bird or two to stop to rest in the woods, and then hurried away with two cheerful calls.

Da Kui looked behind him vigilantly, but did not notice any sound, and continued to bury his head and walk forward quickly, almost colliding with a woman at the turn.

The woman was small, with a sallow face covered with freckles, long, thin eyes that shrewd, and high cheekbones indicating that she was not a person to be trifled with.

Da Kui was shocked, and quickly calculated the risk of exposure in his heart, and quickly dispelled the idea of killing people.

Unexpectedly, the woman saw the firewood knife in Da Kui's hand at a glance, stopped Da Kui, who was about to walk forward, and asked in a sharp voice, "Why are you holding my firewood knife in your hand?"

Da Kui was stunned, this woman is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and even his firewood knife can be recognized at a glance.

Seeing that Da Kui didn't speak, the woman was even more sure that the man in front of her was the thief who stole their firewood knife, her own man didn't go down the mountain for so long, and his firewood knife was held by a strange man, a chill inexplicably surged into her heart, she felt that the man should be more than lucky.

The woman stretched out her hand and grabbed Da Kui, turned around and was about to shout to the village, the nearest house was at the foot of the mountain, only a few dozen meters away from this place, she believed that as long as she shouted loudly, someone would definitely hear it and catch this person together.

Da Kui couldn't see the woman's tricks, and reached out to wrap his arms around the woman's neck the moment she turned around, covering her mouth and nose tightly with one hand.

The woman struggled hard, but everything was in vain, and the five big and three rough Dakui would not be soft on killing, otherwise it would be impossible to survive in northern Myanmar, which is full of jackals.

After two minutes, the woman gradually stopped struggling, and her body fell weakly, and Da Kui probed her nose and found that she was completely out of breath.

He threw aside the wood knife and dragged the woman into the woods, pulled some grass to cover the woman's body, and was about to leave the woods when he heard the voice of a man.

Da Kui secretly screamed that it was not good, just now he threw the firewood knife on the side of the road in order to save trouble, and if anyone saw it, he would definitely follow the clues to find him.

At this time, he didn't have time to think, he hurriedly lay on the ground, and the bulge formed after the woman was buried by the grass happened to become a good concealment.

"Eh, hell, how did my hatchet end up here?".

A man's voice came into Da Kui's ears, and it was Brother Hai who had just been with the woman named Xiaolian.

"No, it's such an evil door, it's easy for us to find it!".

Xiaolian looked around vigilantly, nervously urging Brother Hai to leave this strange place quickly.

Brother Hai's firewood knife was recovered, and he didn't want to stay for a long time, so he scolded and left with firewood and Xiaolian.

Da Kui let out a sigh of relief, got up and looked at his feet, and kicked again in indignation before walking to the edge of the woods.

Not far from the woods, Da Kui saw Hai Ge and Xiaolian break up at the fork in the road, and then flashed out of the forest, and he decided to try his luck at the house closest to the forest, at this time he needed to fill his stomach very much.

Luckily, the chimney of the kitchen he fancied was smoking, and when he touched the side of the yard, he gently looked into the yard, where an old dog was lying lazily on the ground watching his hen and a flock of chicks foraging for food.

Da Kui threw a stone at the dog, who only glanced at him and continued to lie on the ground and ignore him.

Da Kui was overjoyed and tiptoed into the courtyard.

The yard is very dirty, there is everywhere, it can be seen that the owner of this house is not particular about hygiene, Da Kui pouted disgustingly, carefully bypassed the, quietly walked to the kitchen door, and looked inside.

An old lady with gray hair was intently chopping vegetables, her movements soothing, each knife slowing down, and she didn't know what was cooking on the stove next to her, and the white steam rushed to the low roof.

Da Kui's heart was happy again, dealing with an old lady who was powerless was easy for him, and he just wanted to fill his stomach before the pursuers arrived.

Just as he was thinking about quietly stepping forward to give the old lady a fatal blow, he stretched out a white head in front of the stove and said to the old lady: "Dead old woman, cutting vegetables so slowly, blinding me with so much firewood." "

The old lady stopped what she was doing and retorted: "Every day, I know that I will wait for death to eat, and I don't want to ask you to do something, and it is better to feed the dog than to feed you!"

The complaining old man was obviously not the old lady's opponent, and he lowered his head and did not dare to refute.

Fortunately, they didn't find Da Kui outside the kitchen door, and Da Kui hid outside the door again, assessing the consequences of making a move now.

Suddenly, he saw a pole leaning against the wall outside the kitchen, and without the slightest hesitation, he picked it up and rushed into the kitchen.

When the old lady heard the footsteps of "stepping", she looked back in shock to see what had happened, only to see the black shadow in front of her flicker, and the "bang" on her head, she fell to the ground without a sound, and the kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground with a "dangchang".

The old man on the other side of the stove got up blankly and looked at the strange man in front of him, wondering why the strange man in front of him would attack his wife.

"You...... You ......".

He shouted incoherently at Da Kui.

Where would Da Kui stop what he was doing and make a move before he made a big move.

The flat pole in his hand hit the old man's Tianling Gai fiercely, the old man was slow, where did he have time to dodge, and watched the flat pole smash firmly on his head.

After a "poof", the old man fell straight to the ground, and lost his breath in an instant.