Return of the Swallow

Qin Yining chased forward several steps, but her movements were not as fast as the other party, and she could only watch the back of the child wearing animal skins disappear into the bushes.

This barren mountain is inaccessible, and hunters would not go to such a place when hunting. How could there be a seven or eight-year-old child?

Is there a village near here?

Qin Yining was puzzled, but in a blink of an eye he was attracted by the hare.

It was a somewhat fat gray rabbit. The fur of the rabbit was roughly treated and roasted with fire, but it was obvious that the person who roasted the rabbit was not skilled, and the blood was dripping, and the internal organs were not cleaned.

Qin Yining guessed that this should be the handwriting of the child just now, and wondered when the child discovered her, but Qin Yining can be sure that the child is not hostile to her because of the habit she has developed over the years. No hostility was found in that child's body, and if it was really hostile, the other party would not give her such precious food.

Qin Yining carried the rabbit and walked away with a dagger. He carefully processed the rabbit's internal organs, cut off the charred fur, and buried the internal organs in the snow, lest the bloody smell would attract other beasts.He immediately washed the rabbit meat and his hands with snow.The dirty snow was buried again before returning with the rabbits that were properly handled.

The fire was not so busy anymore, and Qin Yining went to pick up some firewood.

Now she has a chopper and a dagger, it is much easier to chop wood. She also uses a knife to cut off the snow-moistened part of the wood, so that the smoke is much less.

Qin Yining pierced the rabbit with a twig, caught it in the fire and roasted it carefully.

Although there is no salt, the scorched aroma of the barbecue still caused her stomach to churn. After being hungry for two days, she ate a roasted frog with little meat. In fact, she was already very hungry.

At this moment, Qin Yining heard the rustle of small animals moving in the snow.

She raised her eyes to look at the sound source, and after seeing the bushes, a small figure squatted.

Xu Ye just had a face-to-face encounter. The child didn't even see her running for a while. He even cautiously squatted forward and moved forward. He stretched his neck and wrinkled his dirty face. He kept twitching. Nose, smell the aroma of roasted rabbit.

Qin Yining couldn't help but smile.

"It's you, is this the rabbit you caught?" Qin Yining turned the rabbit over and waved at the child.

The child seemed to be startled by the sudden voice of her words, and stared at her blankly with big bright eyes.

Qin Yining was a little puzzled.

This child looks seven or eight years old, should he understand her?

But living in this kind of deep mountain, maybe it is an ethnic group that does not communicate with the outside world?What if he doesn't understand her?

Qin Yining cut off a piece of cooked meat with a dagger, stretched out his hand and handed it to the child: "This is for you." Fearing that she would not understand, he stroked it.

Now the child finally understood, and ran over like a flexible little monkey, squatting next to Qin Yining, and cautiously using his dirty hands to grab the meat stuck in the tip of the knife.

Qin Yining was taken aback by him, for fear of cutting his hand, hurriedly retracted.

"Cut you carefully."

She took the meat off and passed it to him.

The child was disappointed when she saw that she didn’t feed him meat. Now, seeing her feeding the barbecue with a white jade hand, he was like a puppy and swallowed the meat in one bite with big eyes. Squinted.

Qin Yining was amused by his funny behavior and couldn't help asking: "Do you live here?"

The child stared at the roast rabbit and nodded.

Qin Yining was overjoyed when she saw this, the child could understand her!

"What's your name? How old are you?"

The child still stared at the rabbit.

Qin Yining used a knife to slice off the cooked meat on the surface for the child to eat.

The child eats very fragrantly, as if he hasn't eaten for a long time, his mouth is full of oil, and his eyebrows are crooked with a smile.

Qin Yining felt distressed when he saw him like this, and asked, "Where is your family?"

"Make, make, now."

This time, the child actually spoke!

Only with this opening, Qin Yining discovered the problem.The child's voice is a bit hoarse after a long time without speaking, and his pronunciation is also very blunt, as if speaking is extremely difficult for him.

"You mean, your family is dead?" Qin Yining fed him another piece of meat.

The child nodded while chewing, pointed in a certain direction, and then pointed to a sword beside Qin Yining.

Qin Yining was stunned.

She thought of the four bodies.

Three of them wore Zhou dynasty military uniforms, and one in plain clothes. They were all men's corpses, and they were all killed by one enemy and three.Judging by the degree of decay of the clothing, the four people have been dead for at least three or four years.

Qin Yining looked at the child with pity, "Are there anyone else in your family?"

The child shook his head.

"So, where do you live? How old are you this year? What's your name?"

The child pointed in another direction and said unfamiliarly and intermittently: "Live, house, nine years old, called, Xiaolian."

"Your name is Xiaolian? Is it the lotus flower?" Qin Yining looked at the child carefully, because the child was young and dirty, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a boy or a girl only from his appearance.

Xiaolian nodded, "Lotus, in the jar, there is, lotus, my name."

Qin Yining smiled and nodded. It seemed that this was a little girl.

Qin Yining kept moving her hands and sliced ​​her meat again.

Even this kind of meat without salt, she ate it very fragrant, and she tried her best to express: "It's delicious, I grill it, it's delicious."

Qin Yining was heartbroken: "Do you always eat your own barbecue?"

Xiao Lian nodded, pointed to the direction where Qin Yining found the corpse, and continued: "The uncle is (dead)."

Qin Yining understood a little.

The man killed by three Zhou Supermen was the only relative of the child.With no relatives, she can only eat half-baked prey that she baked to satisfy her hunger.

Qin Yining thought of the roasted half-baked rabbit that Xiaolian had secretly given her just now, knowing that this child must have been eating such things all these years.

She couldn't help touching her head lovingly.

The nine-year-old child has lived alone in this deep mountain and old forest for three or four years!

If she didn't meet her, forget it, but if they did, she couldn't ignore it anymore.

Thinking of this, Qin Yining made up his mind: "Xiaolian, can you take me to your house?"

Xiaolian nodded happily, stretched out the dirty hand to hold Qin Yining's hand, "Go, go."

Qin Yining laughed immediately, ate a little of the remaining rabbit meat, and broke the rabbit legs off for Xiaolian to chew on, put out the bonfire, buried it in snow, and took the weapons she picked up to follow Xiaolian to the mountains. Walked inside.

ps: This chapter was updated at 9 o'clock last night, but it was not updated!After a busy afternoon, I was fishing for a while and looking at the comment area, only to find that the character of the author of tat scum has been exposed 555