The capital was prosperous, forming a large circle, and the suburbs became lively, with villages and markets one by one.

Walking further out, I finally saw the continuous mountains, like winding snake bodies.

Chen Youniao’s purpose is there.

Sacrifice the sword in the mountains, and there is no one to disturb you, and there is no fear of disturbing you.

When he left the city, he felt relieved and relaxed. He took big steps and walked faster, and came under a foothill before the raindrops fell.

There are families at the foot of the mountain, and more than ten households look like they are relying on the mountains to eat, and most of them are hunters.

When the rain fell, Chen Youniao did not have the magical ability of painting thrush, so he quickly took out an oil-paper umbrella from the book and spread it out to cover the rain.

"Little Langjun, it's raining, come here to hide."

An old lady waved and shouted.

Chen Youniao walked over and stood under the eaves: "I'm upset."

The aunt smiled and said, "It's okay. The little man is a scholar, please sit in the house."

"Thank you."

Chen Youniao put away his umbrella and walked into the simple house.

The hunter had no tea at home, but boiling water. A seven or eight-year-old boy stood beside him and looked at Chen Youniao curiously.

The aunt asked, "Where is the little husband from? He doesn't have a northern accent."

"I'm from Haidai County."

The aunt didn't know where Haidai County was, but she had the word "hai", which was mostly from the south. She was also surprised that there were many people from other places in the capital, and there were people from all over the world.

Seeing the rain getting heavier outside, she looked worried: "I don't know what happened this year, there is a lot of rain, one after another."

Hunters have different farmers, and farmers pray for good weather; hunters prefer sunny weather. If it rains, the mountain roads will slip and it is difficult to hunt.

Chen Youniao and the aunt chatted with each other and soon learned a lot of things.

This mountain range is called "Shou'an Mountain". It has lush trees and abundant resources. The scenery on the mountain is quite impressive, and scholars often come here to visit the mountains and rivers.

The aunt thought Chen Youniao was here to visit, but now there are no beautiful scenery on the mountain. It is autumn and winter, and the maple leaves are seen in winter.

Seeing Chen Youniao alone, she didn't even bring a servant around her, and was dressed thinly. She probably was a poor scholar who had not won the exam for fame and fortune. She had been studying here.

There are not many such people.

The aunt felt sympathy in her heart and shouted: "Atu, go and bring some peanuts for your brother to eat."

"good."

The boy named "A Tu" ran out and it didn't take long to bring a bamboo basket back.

The basket contains gray-white food, which looks like peanuts, shelled, and sequential, but much larger.

I picked up one and peeled it and ate it. It was simply delicious and tasted very fragrant, so I ate several of them one after another.

When the aunt saw it, she thought to herself that this young man must be hungry and should invite him to stay for dinner later...

The wheels of the car were ringing, and a mule cart was parked outside the door. When the aunt saw it, she hurriedly greeted her and asked, "Big Dog, how do you think today?"

The big dog was a tall man with a thin figure, dark skin and a sad face. He was carrying a woman on his back, lying behind with disheveled hair, unable to see clearly: "The immortal chief of Changjing said that Zhuang Niang was a demon nightmare who had been attacked by the mountain ghost, and he had to use the immortal talisman to drive it away. But if the gods asked the gods to give the talisman, they would get hundreds of taels of silver..."

"How many hundred taels of silver?"

The aunt exclaimed, "There are quite a few?"

The big dog sighed, "I begged hard, and the immortal said that drinking talisman water will also have an effect, but it will also cost fifty taels of silver."

"Fifty taels!"

The aunt murmured, her eyes gradually dimming.

Hunters rely on their own to live in the mountains and rely on their skills, but no matter how powerful the hunter is, it is difficult to make a fortune. It is already amazing to be able to solve the problem of food and clothing for families of all sizes.

Fifty taels of silver, but a lot of money.

Big Dog'er said, "Mom, I've thought about raising enough money, so I can only go hunting tigers."

When the aunt heard this, she jumped up suddenly and said loudly: "Hunting tigers? You are crazy, don't go."

"but……"

"If you say no, don't. Do you think tigers are so easy to fight? If you accidentally break into the mountains, how can we live?"

Tigers are absolutely beast-level for ordinary people. Even if the experienced and agile hunter is in trouble, they will not be able to take advantage of it. If you want to hunt tigers, a team of people must work together to set up traps.

Chen Youniao, who was eating peanuts in the house, listened to their conversation and looked at them intently. Sure enough, he felt a yin energy on the woman, which was quite strong and could not dissipate.

This is a typical sign of a tragic collision.

He moved his heart, stood up, walked outside, and asked, "Auntie, are you?"

The aunt smiled and said, "It's okay, my wife is sick and she just came back after seeing the doctor."

Big Dog'er glanced at Chen Youniao in surprise: "Mom, are you a visitor from home?"

Chen Youniao said: "I am a passerby and want to go up the mountain. When it rains, the aunt kindly asked me to come in to shelter from the rain."

The big dog said "oh" and said nothing. He understood his mother's character and was enthusiastic and kind-hearted.

So he carried his wife into the house and put it on the wooden bed. The aunt followed him to help, holding a few cloth strips in her hand, tied her hands and feet separately, and fixed them.

Just after tied up, "hoho", the woman suddenly opened her mouth and made a series of strange screams, and then her hands and feet began to struggle desperately, making the wooden bed babble, as if it was about to fall apart.

The big dog rushed up and held her tightly; while the old lady kept wiping her tears, not knowing what to do.

"She is hitting evil, you can tie her up, it's not a way."

Chen Youniao's voice came.

When the aunt turned around, she saw him leaning against the door of the room, she felt a little unhappy. She felt that the young man had read the sages for nothing, but did not understand etiquette, and came to spy on other people's family affairs.

But the big dog heard something else and asked subconsciously: "What should I do?"

Chen Youniao said, "How about I draw a talisman for you?"

The aunt asked in surprise: "Little Langjun, can you draw talismans?"

"I learned some, but I haven't painted this talisman for a long time, so I'm afraid it's a hand."

He hasn't painted the ordinary evil-proof talisman for a long time.

The aunt and her son looked at each other, and the big dog gritted his teeth: "Please draw a talisman with your little husband."

The mother and son really don’t believe that Chen Youniao can draw any talismans. They are too young and don’t wear Taoist robes. Who dares to believe that scholars go to draw talismans?

However, in this case, if you are dead, you will be treated as a living horse. Even if it doesn’t work, how can it be broken?

Let's try it for now.

Chen Youniao walked back to the hall and took things from the book, talisman paper, talisman pen, cinnabar, etc. Most of them were purchased in Xianyi Town. The quality can only be considered average, but there is no problem using it to draw ordinary talismans.

Seeing this, the aunt and the two were surprised and suddenly had hope: Judging from this posture, they are very skillful, can they really practice it?

Unless Chen Youniao is a professional liar, how could he be a liar with such a beautiful appearance?

Face control is really open to the world.
Chapter completed!