There is a large birch forest on that hill. There is a lot of vegetation in the birch forest, including large shrubs, some grasslands, sea buckthorn and a few wild walnuts.
Yan Liqiang carried the bow on his back, holding a short knife in his hand, cutting through the thorns and carefully moving through the hills. The area of the hills was very large, with undulating slopes and gullies. Although he saw the black dot of the owl fall into the hills from a distance, after entering the area, he realized that if he wanted to find another owl or a hidden person in the hills, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack, at least like finding a needle in a pond.
At times like this, Yan Liqiang's superb eyesight came in handy.
Under the faint light of the stars and the moon in the sky, others would have been completely blinded in such a terrain, but Yan Liqiang was still able to see his surroundings clearly with the help of that little light from the sky.
Yan Liqiang has been wandering in this hilly area for more than an hour.
His weak legs regained a little strength, and his burning lungs slowly cooled down. However, Yan Liqiang still felt a little weak. After all, his physical strength was not unlimited. This long-distance run had brought him to the brink of overdraft.
I still lack experience. This time, I should bring some food that can replenish calories with me...
Yan Liqiang was groping around in the woods, muttering to himself. When he rushed out of the inn in Huijiaji with Liang Yijie and a group of guards, he didn't expect so many things to happen later, so many unexpected situations, and he actually ended up running here alone...
After the struggle to stop Ali Gujin, Yan Liqiang's clothes had been torn a lot. He wandered in the forest for a while, and his clothes and pants were scratched by the thorns and prickles in the forest. His clothes had the potential to be transformed into beggar's clothes...
When passing by a stream in the forest, Yan Liqiang saw the clear water in the stream and a few fish swimming in it. He rushed to the edge of the stream, lay down, put his head in the water, and drank up the water.
The cool stream water immediately washed away a lot of Yan Liqiang's fatigue. This was his survival experience from his previous life. When he was tired or hungry, as long as he drank enough water, the fatigue and hunger would be relieved a lot at once. This was a way to restore physical strength when there was no other way.
After drinking big gulps of water, Yan Liqiang's stomach swelled and filled up, giving him the illusion of being full. Some of the minerals in the natural stream water were absorbed by his stomach and intestines and entered his body, providing him with some insignificant nutrients. As for the water, it quickly replenished the water that Yan Liqiang had lost during his long-distance run...
Yan Liqiang, feeling much stronger, was about to get up from the stream, when suddenly his ears moved and a look of surprise appeared on his face...
In the quiet night wind, a voice was heard. That voice seemed... seemed... to be Huangmao's cry...
Yan Liqiang stood up suddenly, listened carefully, and then ran along the direction of the stream all the way downstream.
After running more than two hundred meters, the stream flowed down from a gentle hillside, and below the hillside was a large patch of withered yellow Sedge grass more than one meter tall. The cry of the yellow-haired cat became clearer and clearer.
Yan Liqiang put the dagger into the scabbard, took the horn python bow in his hand, crouched down, tiptoed quietly in the grass, and moved towards the direction where the yellow-haired creature's cry came from.
A few minutes later, a tent appeared more than 50 meters in front of Yan Liqiang...
More than ten rhinoceros horses and three wide carriages were parked outside the tent. One of the three carriages had a carriage cover and looked quite gorgeous. It was used to carry people. The other two carriages were open and were probably used to transport goods. There were a lot of gifts and other things on the carriages.
At first glance, these people looked like a Shatu caravan.
A group of Shatu people were loading things onto a carriage.
Among the things that the Shatu people were moving, there were several iron cages containing animals. Inside the cages were three eagles and a vulture. The owl that Yan Liqiang had just seen was also in the cage. Those eagles and vultures also gave Yan Liqiang a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen them in the sky a few days ago.
Huangmao was also in one of the iron cages, turning around anxiously and whimpering.
A Shatu man had just put his hand on Huangmao's iron cage and was about to move it onto the ox cart when he was suddenly bitten on the hand by Huangmao. Blood was gushing out. The Shatu man screamed and retracted his hand. In anger, he drew out the scimitar from his waist. A Shatu man nearby saw it, walked over, slapped the Shatu man who took out the scimitar hard in the face, and started to scold him loudly in Shatu language.
Yan Liqiang didn't understand Shatu language very well, but he could barely understand a few words from the Shatu man's loud scolding.
Sacrifice... Found... Strange dog... Great strength... Caught... To be brought back...
The scolded Shatu man didn't dare to say a word, but just nodded in fear, then put the knife back into the scabbard, and finally found a wooden stick, passed through the iron cage containing the yellow noodles, and then he and another Shatu man lifted the iron cage onto a carriage...
Sacrifice? What sacrifice? Did I hear it wrong or didn't I hear it clearly...
Yan Liqiang's heart was beating hard. His intuition told him that he seemed to have caught a big fish. However, the fish was too big and might swallow him whole. Yan Liqiang was not sure if he could finish it because anyone who could find and catch Huangmao in the wilderness was definitely not an ordinary person. Yan Liqiang felt that these Shatu people were extraordinary. Even those standing outside the tent on guard were much stronger than the Black Wind Bandits he encountered today in terms of their aura...
Yan Liqiang licked his lips, various thoughts running rapidly through his mind.
Just as Yan Liqiang was turning around the years, the tent curtain was suddenly lifted, and two Shatu people, one fat and one thin, wearing dark red Shatu costumes and braided hair, walked out of the tent. The two Shatu people who walked out of the tent glanced around, and when they saw that there was nothing unusual, they each stretched out a hand and lifted the tent curtain again. Then, an old man wearing a black robe, with a cold and mysterious aura, with a lot of creepy pale bone beads tied to his gray hair, the skin on his face was like dry bark, and there was a strange flame pattern on his forehead, walked out of the tent...
The old man who walked out of the tent last said a few words in Shatu language, and several Shatu people around him began to pack up their tents, as if they wanted to leave here...
The distance was too close, only about fifty meters. Once I shot the first arrow, if those Shatu people reacted and rushed over, I could only shoot two more arrows at most before being surrounded by them. I didn't know how strong that old man was, but he looked very powerful. The two Shatu people beside the old man seemed very strong, definitely masters above warriors. If we got into a close combat, it would be difficult for me to escape...
Yan Liqiang didn't expect that when he found the target he was looking for, he would suddenly fall into such a dilemma.
Yan Liqiang gritted his teeth in the bushes, looked at the yellow-haired man in the cage and the strange old man from Shatu, and quickly analyzed the situation in front of him, deciding whether to take action. If he did, how could he save his life after taking action...
Yan Liqiang hesitated for a moment, but something strange happened not far away...
There was a sharp whistling sound in the air, and two arrows suddenly flew out from a patch of grass two hundred meters away, heading straight for the face of the old Shatu man...
Just when the two arrows were about to pierce the old Shatu man’s brain...
Bang! A strange flame suddenly appeared beside the old Shatu man, covering him like an eggshell. The two arrows hit the flame, burst into flames, and then shattered...
(End of this chapter)