The group pet cub is three and a half years old, I am the Little God of Beasts

Thinking of this, the village chief handed Jiabao'er to Sun Ximu, "Hold this child well, don't freeze."

Then he said to the villagers: "What happened tonight was too sudden, and everyone was shocked. Anyway, we can't sleep now, so why don't we hurry up and make sledges, pack the grain and take it away. If we stay here, in case these people's accomplices kill

Come here, we really can't resist it."

I don’t know how little Jiabaoer used to control these wild wolves, but she was so tired that she couldn’t wake up. If there was danger, she might not be able to take care of it.

After giving the instructions, Lao Hu and everyone started cutting down trees to make sledges. The village chief led two people to search the dead Beidi people.

Five tokens were found, as well as a letter filled with strange words and pictures.

After thinking for a while, the village chief put the letter into his chest.

Then he called on everyone to drag the Beidi people together, including the unconscious man, and got a lot of leaves and dry branches to cover them. Then he took out a burning branch from the bonfire and circled them.

Set the leaves on fire.

The fire gradually grew stronger, and the unconscious man seemed to wake up and scream in the fire.

How scary.

Unfortunately, his legs and arms were broken, and he couldn't crawl out even if he wanted to.

In an instant, the fire burst into the sky.

After a while, the sound in the fire disappeared, and only the sound of crackling wood and burning leaves could be heard.

Everyone was silent and felt indescribably dull.

The village chief waved his hand, and those who tied the sledges tied the sledges, and those who filled the bags filled the bags.

Everything was done in an orderly manner, and the movements sped up unconsciously.

The air smelled of burning wood and burning grease.

Everyone nervously looked at the fire for a while, and then continued to work with their heads down.

The village chief asked several people to add more firewood to the fire, making sure to increase the intensity of the fire and burn everything to ashes.

If you really can't burn it all, throw the remaining dregs into the pond.

Because of the nervousness in their hearts, everyone moved much faster.

When it gets dark, the sledge has been erected and the grain has been put into bags.

Looking at the remaining portion of food, the village chief cupped his hands to the monkey who had been with everyone all night in the tree. "This is for you. I am here to thank everyone for the whole village,"

"If you are in trouble in the future, I hereby promise that we, the people of Kanghe Village, will do our best to help you in return for the grace of surviving today."

The monkey king scratched his head and then his body, glanced at the village chief, turned around, jumped to another tree, grabbed a little monkey, and squeaked something.

The little monkey jumped twice to the burned out fire, picked up a stick and pulled it up, and then jumped back again, shaking his head at the monkey king and gesticulating in a squeaky manner.

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The Monkey King pouted and raised his chin towards the village chief.

The village chief didn't know why, and just as he was wondering, he heard Jiabao'er's voice coming from behind him, "Grandpa, old monkey, don't worry, the fire is full of ashes and there is nothing else."

The village chief turned his head in surprise, "Girl, are you awake?"

He quickly squatted down and picked up Jiabao'er, looking up at the tree, "These monkeys are quite humane. Not only did they not blame us when we took their food, but they also helped us fight off the Beidi people. If it weren't for them, they would have gone out last night.

It's a big deal. And those wild wolves..."

The village chief's gaze turned to the mountainside in the distance.

The morning mist shrouded around the pool, and even the mountains around the pool were shrouded in mist.

He couldn't see clearly, but he could hear the howling of wild wolves.

It seemed that he had slept peacefully all night and woke up with Jiabao'er waking up.

When people in the village heard the cry of wild wolves, they all felt shuddering in their hearts.

I remembered that before setting off, the village chief said that he had a dream about the mountain god reminding him that he should bring a girl with a noble destiny to fight in order to avoid risks.

At that time, some people still disagreed.

Now that I think about the scene I experienced last night, I have to believe the village chief's decision from the bottom of my heart.

If it hadn't been for the guidance of the mountain god, if it hadn't been for the village chief's decision, how could the monkeys have come to help them? How could the wild wolf not bite them?

Thank you to the mountain god, thank you to Bodhisattva, thank you to God.

Another person knelt down and kowtowed his head devoutly.

Then came the second person, the third person...

The village chief waited for everyone to calm down and said to everyone: "We are here to haul food. When we get back, we must instruct everyone not to reveal a word to the outside world. Now it seems that the mountain god is blessing us. If we reveal the secret to the outside world, be careful not to be punished.

"Bite the report,"

"Besides, if this kind of thing is known to people in other villages, it will inevitably arouse the jealousy of others. If someone relies on us and says that the food is theirs, then whoever reveals the information will be responsible for compensation."

"What's more, those Beidi people died in our hands last night. If their accomplices want revenge, and some of us go back and talk nonsense and are overheard by them, leading to death, let alone the village.

They drove him out and asked him to pay for it with his own life. Do you all remember that?"

At the end of the sentence, the village chief's voice became stern, and his eyes wandered over the faces of the villagers.

It doesn't take the village chief to say it, everyone can realize the danger and importance of this matter.

So they said to the village chief in unison: "Don't worry, village chief, we know the seriousness and we will never reveal a word."

"Okay, the people in the village already knew about the food issue before we set off. Just tell them not to tell people in other villages when we go back. As for the Beidi people, no one in the village knows about it. I emphasize again that only we people know about this matter.

After returning to the village, you are not allowed to say a word, not even about the wild wolf biting people, otherwise you will not be able to explain who the wild wolf bit. Remember, even if it is your own wife and children, you are not allowed to say it, be careful of the disaster coming from your mouth.

, tens of millions.”

Everyone nodded solemnly, "We know, and we will never say anything."

"That's good, let's put on airs, remember to tie it up tightly, and we'll set off after a quick bite to eat."

We need to leave this place quickly, the variables are too great to dare to stay.

The village chief personally went to the burned-out fire and inspected it, and found that nothing was left behind. The burned bones and dregs of those people had already been thrown into the pool.

There was nothing but plant ashes on the ground. Even if someone saw it, they would only think it was the traces left by hunters, and would never think that those Beidi people were burned to death.

While Jiabaoer was pretending to be convenient, she called the Monkey King to her, stretched out her hand and hugged him, "Thank you, you did a great job, I like you."

The voice was soft and flattering to the Monkey King's ears.

This is their little master, and being able to get her thanks and praises made the old monkey scratch his head and scratch his head with excitement.

He repeatedly said that he would lead his disciples to follow the villagers in a while and clean up the ruts and footprints that everyone had walked. He would definitely not leave a trace for people to follow him, so Xiaolingxian could rest assured.

Jiabaoer hugged it hard again for its foresight, and the old monkey was so moved that he almost cried.