The four adventurers walked to the place where Char was camping and immediately stopped.
The first blonde swordsman's face changed slightly, and he immediately raised his hand and shouted with a vigilant face: "Stop this place, someone has been here."
There was a hint of cold arrogance in his voice, and a pair of blue eyes rolled and looked at the ground around him: "There are traces of a fight here, well, look" He stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance, where the remains of the giant wolf were on the ground, but the fur had been stripped off and the bones had broken down into a pile of minced meat.
Then he walked briskly to the ashes of a fire, squatted down, reached out and touched the ashes of the fire, and when he stood up, with a hint of arrogance and pride, he came to a conclusion under the gaze of several of his companions: "Hmph, the fire is cold, and the man is far away." ” When Char on the tree heard this, he had some doubts in his heart: Yi, what this person said doesn't seem to be right.
The fire is cold, which means that people have gone far away, and this sentence may be correct if it is placed in an ordinary mountain forest, but this is a wildfire field If you camp in an ordinary mountain forest, people will burn a bonfire overnight, and use the flames to drive away wild beasts.
But experienced adventurers in the wildfire field would never do this, because Warcraft is not afraid of fire At night, if you dare to light a fire in the wildfire field, you will be declaring to all the monsters around you: come on, there is a great dinner waiting for you So last night Char put out the fire before going to bed.
Now the blonde swordsman reached out and touched it, and if there was still heat, then hell.
If you look at a person like Char, who lives in the wild all year round, there should be more ways to judge whether someone is passing by, or how long someone has been gone, such as looking at the traces of trampling on the ground vegetation and turf around them, checking the dew on the grass roots, and even checking whether there is excrement left by people around Judging by just touching the ashes of the fire, it seems that only those whites in the bard's story would do this "Hahahaha" The majestic giant man immediately let out a deep laugh and praised: "Geri, sure enough, you are the most careful." ” The swordsman named Ge Li was a little proud, but he deliberately made an arrogant look: "Hmph, to survive in the wild, you naturally have to know some skills, it's nothing." ” At this time, the guy in the leather coat and cloak ran around, bent down and grabbed a large handful of black dry powder from the ground: "What is this?"
His eyes looked at a few companions, the blonde swordsman and the giant man immediately surrounded them, the three of them muttered for a while, they seemed to be a little unrecognizable, the blonde swordsman named Gerry saw that his companions were looking at him, and deliberately muttered, looking very sure: "It is probably some kind of medicine used by the campers here, ah, yes, I think it must be a medicinal powder used to repel mosquitoes."
I've seen this kind of thing before. ” As he spoke, he glanced at the guy in the black robe: "Your Excellency, you are the most knowledgeable person, please see if what I said is right" Mage This guy in a leather robe is really a magician The short, thin mage groaned for a moment, picked up the handful of powder, leaned over and sniffed vigorously, as if he was not sure Char hid in the tree and frowned, thinking to himself what this is so beautiful, this is a kind of "porcupine" dung.
The porcupine is also a low-level magical beast, although the lethality of a single is not too great, but it is a group of magical beasts, and when it encounters enemies, it is also used to attacking them in groups.
Generally speaking, even a demonic beast that is more powerful than it is reluctant to provoke these guys easily.
The smell of porcupine feces is very peculiar, and Char Thunder sprinkled some here last night, so that other monsters can smell this smell, and they will think that this is the territory of porcupines and not approach, and it will be safe when they sleep at night.
Many people in the Wildfire Plains do this, and any experienced wilderness adventurer will be instantly recognizable.
But strange things happened.
The following four well-armed adventurers gathered together, looked and looked, and couldn't come to a conclusion for a long time, the swordsman said it was a medicine powder to repel mosquitoes, and the giant man said it was charcoal ash.
As for the "mage", after thinking about it for a while, he dipped a finger in it, and then reached into his mouth and sucked it a few times vomit Char almost fell from a tree as soon as she saw this scene.
The "mage" tasted it carefully for a while, then raised his head and whispered in an authoritative tone: "Hmph, what's there to argue about, it's clearly the food seasoning discarded by the campers here, well, there is still some salty taste." ” Char: "" Looking at the appearance of the "mage" smacking his lips and tasting it, Char only felt that the hairs on his whole body stood up, his hands and feet were a little weak, and his throat felt nauseous, and he was almost about to vomit on the spot.
Now that the learned "mage" had made a judgment, the giant man stuck his tomahawk on the ground and laughed in a rough voice: "I don't know what kind of fool he threw the spices around."
We just ran out of seasoning, so we don't have to nibble on those white and tasteless barbecues today."
He picked up a stone and threw it into the woods.
With a fluttering sound, a flock of birds in the trees in the forest were frightened by the stones, and suddenly the flock took off.
The giant man laughed: "What a bunch of brutes, Marsha, shoot the next one, just for lunch" The blonde swordsman next to him also clapped his hands and laughed: "Yes, Marsha, you are the new goddess of the dark moon recognized by our people, let us see your magical archery skills."
The female archer named Marsha smiled reservedly, with a hint of arrogance, quickly took off the longbow and drew an eagle feather arrow, striding and bending her knees, the posture of holding the bow and arrows was extremely beautiful, and as soon as she pulled it, Char pulled the black iron-tired longbow and hid it in the tree like a full moon Char glanced over, and her heart suddenly jumped It's so powerful, such an iron-tire bow, even an ordinary strong man may not be able to pull it away, this female archer is so strong Not only that, Marsha also smiled proudly, raised her chin, and said in a heroic tone: "Look, I'm going to shoot the left eye of the third bird in the middle."
Such a demeanor should make people's hearts broken Char was admiring it when he heard the bowstring hum and vibrate, and a sharp arrow drew a graceful arc in the air swish It's quite accurate, but from Char's point of view, it feels a little weird A thought flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood that something was wrong It must be accurate, but the strength is much worse, and this arrow is a little soft This kind of force is naturally enough to shoot something like a sparrow or a pheasant.
But the flock of birds in front of him is a bird in the wildfire field called the mountain goose, and it is fierce by nature, not much worse than ordinary winged eagles.
Sure enough, the goddess archer shot an arrow, and a mountain goose in the middle faced the arrow, as if it screamed with disdain, and its body turned in mid-air, and pecked at the soft arrow, and pecked the arrow.
When it was over, he deliberately screamed at Marsha a few times.
The goddess archer suddenly turned a purple face, she tried her best to make a calm appearance, and found herself under the stairs: "What a beast, I have the heart not to hurt your life, and you dare to tease me" backhanded out another arrow and shot it over shout This time, the mountain goose easily dodged as soon as he turned around The goddess archer was gone, she was angry, grabbed the remaining eight arrows behind her, didn't care about many of them, and shot them all in one go Char hid in the tree, more than twenty steps away from the place where the birds were circling, he was looking forward to the archery skills of the goddess archer, but he didn't expect this to be a female archer, an arrow shot indiscriminately, but one of them plunged into the bush where Char was hiding, and before Char could react, he almost brushed the tip of his nose He was appreciating it, where he thought that he would be attacked by this kind of "raid", he had no defense at all, and where did he think that this "marksman" could actually go to his grandmother's house with one arrow When the arrow grazed the tip of her nose, Char even broke out in a cold sweat, and even the bloodthirsty wolf never killed herself, and this woman's arrow almost killed herself Char is cold Damn, with this kind of archery, she dares to call herself the goddess of the night If she is the goddess of the night, Lao Tzu is the god of war Achilles Marsha was so tired that she was panting, she put down her bow and gasped, her face flushed, and she didn't know whether she was tired or ashamed.
The companions next to him were stunned, but the blonde swordsman Gerry finally came to his senses, coughed dryly, walked to Martha's side, patted her shoulder, his face was full of pity, and comforted softly: "Martha, it's okay, you uh, you're just too tired to walk, your strength is not strong, and you occasionally miss." ” Marsha lowered her head and said aggrievedly: "I don't know what's wrong, it's very accurate to shoot sparrows on weekdays."
The blonde swordsman glared at the giant man, "Nigul, it's all your good idea" The giant man Ni Gul sneered, it seemed that this blonde swordsman was the leader of the four, and he didn't dare to refute, the brick looked at the mage, and changed the topic: "Master Bidardo, look here, it's almost almost the destination, didn't the profiteer on the black street say that the lion beast is moving nearby?"
The mage smiled, did not speak, but took out a piece of parchment with a map drawn from his bosom, took out a compass and looked at it carefully for a while, looked at the terrain, stretched out his hand to look at the east, and said confidently: "Well, there it is." ” Char on the tree sighed in his heart: "Stupid, if you really dare to go east from the west, you can see the lovely faces of those goblins tonight." ” At this time, he let go of the hand covering the poor insect's mouth, then moved his arms slightly, patted the poor insect's face, and laughed in a low voice: "Hey, we can't leave for the time being, we have work to do." ” "Uh, what's the job," asked the poor creature in a low voice, blushing.
"Four fat sheep down there."
Char pinched his chin: "It seems that God is really destined, I, Char, must make a cameo appearance as a robber today." ” After speaking, he put the poor insect on the branch: "Sit down yourself, don't fall down." ” Then he jumped down from the tree.
The four masters were discussing something, and suddenly they saw such a person descending from the sky and falling in front of them, and they were all shocked "What people" The blonde swordsman Gerry immediately drew his long sword, the hilt was inlaid with rubies, the sword was sharp, and the swallow of the sword was made of silver.
"Haha" Char deliberately laughed twice, shook his long black hair full of wild taste, raised the rusty plate axe in his hand, took a deep breath, puffed up his chest with his breath, glared and shouted: "This mountain, uh, this mountain is not for me to open this tree, this tree is not planted by me, I want to live from now on, leave to buy road money" Speaking of this, his face deliberately squeezed out a trace of ruthlessness: "If half a word pops out between the teeth, hum and kill it or bury it" Char's face tightened, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he could be regarded as finished, this line was just said by those bards, but he memorized it for a long time, well, he should be right.
The four masters looked at the robber who suddenly fell from the sky with strange expressions: A tattered robe that could be used as a beggar gang master, a rusty rotten axe, well, and a bandage on his body The most ridiculous thing is that the bandage strip has a beautiful and delicate bow tied on the chest: