Return of the Swallow

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

This barren mountain is inaccessible. Even hunters would never go to such a place. How could there be a seven- or eight-year-old child?

Are there any villages nearby?

Qin Yining was puzzled, but in the blink of an eye, his attention was drawn to the hare.

It was a somewhat fat gray rabbit. The fur on its body had been roughly treated and roasted with fire. However, it was obvious that the person who roasted the rabbit was not very skilled. The roast was dripping with blood, and the internal organs were not washed.

Qin Yining guessed that this should be the handwriting of the child just now, and thought to herself that she didn't know when the child found her, but Qin Yining was sure that the child was not hostile to her, because the habit she had developed over the years did not help her. There was no hostility from the child, and if there was real hostility, the other party would not give her such precious food.

Qin Yining carried the rabbit and walked a little further with the dagger. He carefully treated the rabbit's internal organs, cut off the scorched fur, and buried it in the snow together with the internal organs, so that the smell of blood would not attract other beasts. Immediately, he carefully washed the rabbit meat and his hands with snow. The dirty snow was buried again before returning with the properly handled rabbit.

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

Now she has a machete and a dagger, which makes chopping wood much easier. She also uses a knife to cut off the part of the firewood that is wet with snow, so that there is much less smoke.

Qin Yining used a branch to wear the rabbit and carefully roasted it under the fire.

Although there was no salt, the burnt aroma of the roasted meat still caused her stomach to churn for a while. She had been hungry for two days and ate a roasted frog without much meat. In fact, she was very hungry.

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

She raised her eyes to look at the source of the sound, and saw a small figure squatting behind the bushes.

Xu Shi had a face-to-face meeting just now, but the child didn't see her running at this moment, but he squatted down and moved forward cautiously, stretched his neck and wrinkled his dirty face, and kept twitching. Nose, to smell the aroma of roasted rabbits.

Qin Yining couldn't help but smile.

"It's you, is this the rabbit you caught?" Qin Yining waved at the child while roasting the rabbit.

The child seemed startled by her sudden voice,

She stared blankly at her with big bright eyes.

Qin Yining was a little puzzled.

This child looks seven or eight years old, so he should be able to understand her, right?

But living in such a deep mountain, perhaps some ethnic group that does not communicate with the outside world? What if he didn't understand her?

Qin Yining cut a piece of roasted meat with a dagger, and handed it to the child: "This is for you." Afraid that she would not understand, she scratched it.

Now that child finally understood, he ran over like a nimble little monkey, crouched beside Qin Yining, and carefully grabbed the meat at the tip of the knife with his dirty hands.

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

"Cut you carefully."

She took the meat off and handed it to him.

The child was very disappointed when she saw that she didn't give him meat. Now seeing her feeding the barbecue with her white jade-like hands, she was like a puppy with joy. Squinted.

Qin Yining was amused by his amusing behavior, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you live here?"

The child stared at the roasted rabbit and nodded.

Qin Yining was overjoyed when she saw this, this 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 roasted meat for the child to eat.

The child's food was delicious, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time, his mouth was full of oil, and his smiling eyebrows were curved.

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

"Make, make, make."

This time, the child actually spoke!

Just this opening, Qin Yining discovered the problem. The child's voice was hoarse, and his pronunciation was stiff, as if speaking was extremely difficult for him.

"You mean, is your family 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 in Qin Yining's hand.

Qin Yining was stunned.

She thought of the four corpses.

Three were wearing Zhou Dynasty military uniforms, and one was wearing casual clothes. It could be seen that they were all male corpses, and they were killed by one enemy and three together. Judging from the rottenness of the clothes, the four people had been dead for at least three or four years.

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

The child shook his head.

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

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

"Your name is Xiao Lian? Is it Lian Lian?" 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 just by looking at it.

Xiaolian nodded, "Lotus, in the vat, 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 gave her another piece of meat.

Even with this kind of meat without salt, she eats it very fragrantly, and she tried her best to express: "It's delicious, I bake it, it's delicious."

Qin Yining was very distressed when he heard it: "Do you usually grill your own meat?"

Xiaolian nodded, pointed to the direction where Qin Yining found the body, and continued: "Uncle sent (dead)."

Qin Yining understood a little.

The man killed by the three Zhou Chaoren was the child's only relative. With no relatives, she could only eat half-baked prey that she roasted to satisfy her hunger.

Qin Yining thought of the half-baked rabbit that Xiaolian secretly gave her just now, and knew that this child must have been eating this kind of thing all these years.

She couldn't help but pat her head lovingly.

A nine-year-old child has been living alone in this deep mountain forest for three or four years!

If she hadn't met, it would be fine, but when they met, she could no longer ignore them.

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

Xiaolian nodded happily, stretched out her dirty hand and took Qin Yining's hand, "Go, go."

Qin Yining laughed immediately, ate a little of the remaining rabbit meat, and then broke off the rabbit's legs 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 deep mountains. walk in.

ps: This chapter was scheduled to be updated at 9 o'clock last night, but it didn't come out! I've been busy all afternoon, and I just found out when I looked at the comment area... Has the character of the tat scum author been exposed? 555