Marry a hunter to be husband

time travel

Chapter 1

In Qingping Village in February, even at noon when the sun was shining, it was still very cold.

When Shen Qian was carrying water just now, he accidentally spilled some water on his trousers, and his wet trousers were stuck on his calves. On the way back, the wind blew, and the chill penetrated along the skin and flesh into the seams of the bones.

He put down the bucket, leaned the pole behind the door, and quickly walked into the small side room to the north and started to look for a replacement pair of pants. He didn't have many clothes, and they were piled at the foot of the bed with the quilt. The pants he was looking for were folded. Under the quilt, when I pulled it out, something was brought out.

The room was dark and it was hard to see what was brought out. Shen Qian's attention was all on his left leg, which was almost unconscious from the cold. After he changed his pants and moved his hands and feet some more, he opened the door and bent down. He reached down to pick up... a piece of white cloth the size of a handkerchief that had drifted under the bed?

There are still writings left by charcoal strips on the white cloth.

Shen Qian had a bad premonition in his heart and quickly unfolded the white cloth. After reading a few lines in a hurry, he threw away the wet pants hanging on his arms and ran out the door.

The eldest uncle of the Shen family, Shen Jifeng, happened to be strolling past the door. The two of them almost bumped into each other, and the rice cooker in Shen Jifeng's hand almost fell to the ground. He frowned and said, "Are you blind? Didn't you see me coming from here? Go ahead!”

Shen Qian ignored him and quickly glanced around the yard, calling to Shen He who was carrying a basin and going to the river to wash clothes at the door, "Sister He, do you know where my mother has gone?"

Shen He stopped and glanced timidly at Shen Jifeng, who had an angry look on his face. He gradually strengthened his hands holding the basin. Under Shen Qian's anxious gaze, he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Auntie will take it after lunch." I went out with my hatchet, and I should be on Gongshan Mountain now.”

"Thank you!" When Shen Qian finished his words, he had already ran away from Shen He quickly.

There is only one Gongshan in Qingping Village. It is not difficult to find someone on the mountain. However, it has been a while since lunch and he is afraid that he will run too slow and it will be too late.

Behind him, Shen Jifeng's angry curse could be heard from afar, "We're about to go to the ground, where are you going to die?!"

From Shen's house to Gongshan in the village, it would take about two-quarters of an hour to walk. Shen Qian had to run, but he reached the foot of the mountain in just one cup of tea. He did not stop walking and walked anxiously up the mountain. He shouted: "Mom, where are you?"

The birds in the forest were startled.

Shen Qian shouted and searched, but there was nothing in response to him except the occasional chirping of cicadas and birds.

We were in the same mountain, but the mother did not respond to her son’s anxious calls...

His heart couldn't stop sinking.

The rapid running and shouting caused an unbearable burning sensation in his lungs, and he could no longer move his legs.

Suddenly, someone in the forest in the distance said, "Your mother is over here."

The sound came from the back of the mountain, and it wasn't very real. However, Shen Qian spirit lifted and had some strength in his legs. He followed the sound and finally saw a person lying down under a crooked-neck tree. On the ground, Song Lan, who had an obvious strangulation mark on his neck, also saw the broken hemp rope hanging on the tree with a crooked neck nearby, and a young man with a hatchet on his waist not far away.