"Portrait, what are you doing here?"

Just as the two were in a stalemate, the village chief walked from a distance and asked with confusion.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just coming out to relax." The portrait explained with a reluctant smile.

"Oh, that's the case, then you'd better go back quickly. The Zusi ancestral hall is not a good place, so don't come here in the future."

The village chief looked at him deeply, with some warnings and threats in his tone.

"I'll go back now," the portrait scratched her head and walked towards the door.

Just as the portrait passed by Zhao Tiezhu, I asked him about a smell of salted fish.

The portrait frowned and quickly stretched out his fingers to cover his nose and walked quickly to the distance.

The village chief stood quietly until the portrait disappeared from his sight, and slowly turned around and walked towards the center of the ancestral hall.

He looked up at two dark air masses above his head, and their colors were much dimmer than before.

"You are here to guard me, remind me whenever someone approaches."

After carefully observing several important corners, the village chief found nothing wrong. When he turned around and left, he reminded Zhao Tiezhu who was standing beside him.

"Yes," Zhao Tiezhu nodded to him expressionlessly, standing still.

When the portrait returned home, it was found that the old woman and the middle-aged man had already finished eating, and now the old woman had started cleaning the tableware in the dishwasher.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Where did you go just now?"

"Go out and go around."

The portrait slowly came to her side and put the porcelain bowl in her hand into the pool.

After asking a few casual questions, the old woman stopped paying attention and lowered her head and began to wipe the tableware in her hand seriously.

When the portrait walked into his room, he found the sound of a TV next door. He probably was a middle-aged man watching TV again.

The portrait, who was not interested in the TV show, lay on the bed, trying to take a break.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that more than two hours had passed.

After the portrait was dressed, she got up and walked out of the room. When she came outside, she found that the old woman was cutting the sausage into slices and making dinner in advance.

"Mom, I'll go out." After greeting her, the portrait walked out of the house.

"Remember to come back early for dinner."

The portrait heard the old woman's reminder from behind.

He slowly walked towards Shuning's home in the cold wind and snow.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

The portrait knocked on his door. After a while, a skinny old man with a crutch slowly came to the back of the door and slowly pulled the door bolt open.

"Uncle, where is Shuning? I have something to do with him."

The portrait frowned, looked at him, and looked into the room.

"He went up the mountain to hunt after dinner and hasn't come back yet."

After hearing this, Portrait thanked him and turned around and prepared to leave.

The old man with crutch looked at him a few times and murmured: "Isn't this that stinky brat Mu Yang? When did you come back?"

Just as the old man with crutches was about to close the door, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the door.

"Who are you?"

The old man with crutch lost consciousness as soon as he finished speaking.

The door was covered with cold wind outside the house, and a wooden crutch could be seen vaguely lying on the ground.

When the portrait came to the hillside again, something was wrong.

It was so quiet that it could not even be seen by a running animal.

The portrait looked up at the depths of the forest, paused for a few seconds before continuing to take steps.

At this moment, the warning from the Lord God came from the portrait's mind.

"Confirm that Zheng Zha of Zhongzhou team died, all team members will deduct 100 reward points. If the points continue to be negative after the end of the world of reincarnation, they will be wiped out by the main god himself."

Shuning is dead?

The portrait frowned and thought to herself.

"Forget it, I have to see people alive and die with corpses."

With this idea in mind, the portrait's brows gradually loosened. After he walked away for a while, he found a piece of dry soil.

The portrait hurriedly walked forward and followed the remaining footprints on it to a hidden cave.

When the portrait came to the depths of the cave, the sound of water falling from his ears came. He noticed something strange and quietly stepped around to observe.

"Aowu~"

"Aowu~"

At this moment, the portrait suddenly heard a little wolf howl. He looked at the sound and saw a pile of black little wolf lying beside the wild wolf to feed breasts.

Because there are too many little wolf cubs, the wild wolf can't take care of them, and those who can't eat milk begin to wail in grievance.

At this time, the portrait also found Shu Ning who was in a coma on the other side.

I don’t know why, but the White Wolf King sitting on the top of the rock did not eat him as soon as possible.

The portrait frowned and began to think about how to rescue him.

After a while, there was still no good idea for the portrait. At this moment, Shu Ning, who was lying among the rocks, slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

"Well, where am I? Ah! How could there be a wild wolf that eats people here?"

When Shuning recovered her consciousness, she found herself in danger.

He looked a little panicked. Just when he couldn't help asking for help, he looked up and saw the White Wolf King showing a fierce expression. He covered his mouth with his hands in time.

"Shuning, why are you here?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the entrance of the cave.

The portrait hiding in the dark looked up and found that the person coming was the village chief.

The village chief showed a surprised look, and the eyes of Shu Ning were confused.

"Shuning, your dad is looking for you, now go back with me." The village chief standing below shouted to him.

"But... are they willing to let it go?"

Shu Ning looked at the White Wolf King with some doubt and fear.

"Don't worry, with me here, it dares not."

The village chief smiled and patted his chest and promised.

Shu Ning was half-believing and half-doubted about the village chief's words, but he still climbed up from the pile of rocks and slowly jumped off from above.

"Then come with me." The village chief looked at him and smiled.

"We'd better go together, village chief." At this moment, the portrait walked out of the darkness and said to him with a smile.

"Portrait, why are you here?"

The village chief frowned, and the eyes of the other person were confused and puzzled.

But the portrait somehow saw a little anger.

"Oh, I was going to come out to play with Shuning, but when I came to his house, his father said he had gone to the forest, so I came here all the way."

The portrait explained with a smile, and after pausing for a few seconds, he had a hint of confusion in his eyes and continued, "I think it's strange, village chief, why can you find this place so quickly? It seems that you come often? Are you very familiar with the appearance of this place?"

Seeing that the village chief's smile gradually became stiff, the portrait became alert after seeing it and secretly prepared for the battle.
Chapter completed!