The rebirth of the cube man in the late ming dynasty

This must be a nobleman from some family who came here to have fun.

　　"By the way, sir, do you still want this wolf?" The man asked in a low voice, lowering his head.

　　"Hey, brother, what you said is wrong. If it weren't for you, I would have died. Besides, this wolf also died under your arrow, and it should have been yours."

　　"Haha, thank you, sir." The man laughed dryly twice, rubbed his hands, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes also stretched out at this moment.

　　It's really rare to encounter such a small pack of wolves.

　　I can keep some of the wolf meat for the children to eat, and sell the rest of the good ones. The fur is also intact and can be sold for a good price. The money for the medicine for the sister these days will be settled!

　　If this young man thinks of his life-saving grace, I will mention it again, then the sister's illness...

　　I don't know why the young man came to this place without any servants. It's really strange.

　　Thinking about it, he looked at the place where Bai Li was hiding curiously. There seemed to be no such strange mounds of earth in this place before.

　　No, that mud is blood, right?

　　His eyes have always been good. The basic skill of a hunter is to have a keen insight to find the traces of animal activities.

　　What's more, it is not night now. Although the blood has penetrated into the soil, he can still distinguish that the blood has just been splashed.

　　He eats this business. It is clear that even if the aorta is shot, the blood will not spray so far.

　　Since it is not this wolf, where did the blood come from?

　　There is something strange!

　　He is a hunter. He has been running in the mountains for many years. He has seen a lot. He saw the legendary ghost fire that captures people's souls with his own eyes, and he was almost tripped and entangled by dirty things. It was because he ran fast that nothing happened.

　　The next day, I heard from the villagers that someone was blinded that night and ran to the top of the cliff and fell to death!

　　Could it be?

　　After thinking about it, he turned around and saw Bai Li chatting and laughing with his son.

　　Liu Er and Bai Li were chatting happily, and they looked very friendly and amiable, which made him more convinced of his own ideas. He

　　was too peaceful and not arrogant, which was not what those noble sons should be like.

　　The strong man pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two people, and the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

　　His own son didn't hear it, but he was a bystander!

　　He asked where his village was located, and then asked about the current year and country name.

　　This made him more convinced of his guess, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

　　Oh, after so many years, I met him again.

　　Monster!

　　"Brother Bai, it's getting late, why don't you stay at my house for a night, and I can send you off when my father goes to sell wolf skins tomorrow."

　　It's bad!

　　"Liu Er!"

　　Before Bai Li could think of a reason to refuse, the strong man behind him interrupted.

　　"Liu Er, we should go." The man saw Bai Li looking at him. A cold sweat broke out on his back, his hands and feet were cold, and his head was buzzing. He walked stiffly to Liu Er's side and was about to pull him away: "It's time to give your mother medicine." "

　　Dad, no..." Liu Er was about to say that he had younger brothers and sisters at home, but he saw his father turning his back to Bai Li and winking at him.

　　"Let's go!!!" The man whispered.

　　"Oh."

　　Somehow, Liu Er always felt that there was a hint of fear in his father's voice. He didn't say anything more, but just looked at Bai Li apologetically: "Sorry, Brother Bai."