In order to welcome these two guests who came from afar, the thin man named Awang actually ran to Duanmuxiong's cabin to invite Wu Yonglin to attend the campfire party they carefully prepared. When Wu Yonglin pulled Duanmuxiong's hesitant Duanmuxiong to attend, Awang was not as contempt as he had shown before. He could see a sneer of the evil plan between his eyebrows. Wu Yonglin secretly reminded Duanmuxiong not to drink the wine in front of him tonight, and he must not drink the wine to others. Maybe there was some trick here.

Duanmu Xiong actually didn't want to appear in such an occasion. After attending a bonfire meeting the previous time, he lost dozens of sheep and was beaten. The key is that after he went there last time, no one was willing to pay attention to him. He was just a man who drank with his own self-esteem. But this time it was different. He had a friend, and he could be proud in front of those who looked down on him. People like him could actually make friends, and this friend was not bad.

"The things on your neck are quite exquisite. Can you tell me where I bought them?" Wu Yonglin intentionally found some topics with Duanmu Xiong. After all, it seemed a bit boring to walk to the party point in such a dull manner.

"If you like this, I'll give it to you."

"That's not what I mean."

Wu Yonglin looked embarrassed. In fact, his original intention was not like this. Duanmu Xiong, who was honest and sincere, actually took off the small jewelry from his neck and handed it directly to Wu Yonglin.

The tube-shaped object was cold and made Wu Yonglin wonder. As he walked along the way, he arrived at the bonfire party without realizing it. Wu Yonglin hung the tube-shaped object back on Duanmuxiong's neck again and told him to keep such things well. This item was not an extraordinary item.

At this moment, a man-high flame was burning in the square. The wood was so rippling that the people around were roasting warm. A barbecue artist next to him took out pieces of charcoal from the flame from time to time and put them into a naan pit not far from the flame. Above the naan pit, a two-month-old lamb was already roasted with oil, and a meat smell could be smelled from a distance. The craftsman occasionally turned the whole sheep, making the whole sheep crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. After the sheep was roasted, some salt was sprinkled on it. This dish of unrealistic food was cut into several slices by the craftsman and sent to everyone.

Looking at the plate of roasted lamb that was roasted in the golden color in front, Wu Yonglin was already impatient to grab a piece and put it into his mouth, because he knew that these people would not be stupid enough to tamper with it. After all, this dish is a delicious dish that everyone likes.

Wu Yonglin couldn't help but sigh when he ate this roast lamb that is not odorous or greasy, crispy, delicious, color, aroma and delicious. He could not help but sigh that only this era can eat such authentic roast lamb, free of pollution, no additions, purely natural breeding. If he could organize those modern people to come here to have a feast, he would probably be able to earn a full bowl and eat authentic delicacies, but modern people would spend a lot of money.

From beginning to end, Wu Yonglin and Duanmuxiong did not drink the wine. They had never touched any other food except the roasted whole lamb because they had no stomach to eat anything else. The roasted whole lamb had almost broken their stomachs.

Wu Yonglin and Duanmu Xiong secretly put a sheep bag under their crotch. When those people were not paying attention, they had already poured the wine from the utensil in front of them into the bag. In addition, the light around them was not very good, and the movements of the two were even more conscious.

Awang, who was sitting in the distance, saw Wu Yonglin and Duanmu Xiong unable to bear the power of drinking. When he staggered and prepared to leave, his face showed a vicious smile of a successful plan, which made people look a little cunning.

After nightfall, the two men snored like thunder came from the haystack room, one after another, making people feel how tired these two men were tonight, so that they could make such a shocking sound.

Since the people sent by Awang found that the two of them seemed to be unable to wake up from the thunder, Awang then brought dozens of men in black dressed in disguise, with sharp weapons, and sneaked towards Duanmuxiong's small house.

Their goal this time is very clear, to make some lambs mysteriously disappear again, and the number of this time will be far more than the last time. The most important thing is that they will set a fire on the surrounding haystacks. As for the hut where the two of them are sleeping, there is no need to do anything extra, because the guy named Wu Yonglin will be framed as arsonist, and Duanmu Xiong will be driven out forever because of this major dereliction of duty.

At this time, they had already separated, and a sneaky guy came to the haystack. When he heard a strange sound in the distance, he was about to turn his head and figure out what was going on, a steel knife cut his throat directly. He died before he could even scream. Duanmu Xiong next to him quietly threw another man in black into the haystack. The man wanted to shout for help, but the hay in his mouth made him no longer have such an opportunity. Wu Yonglin, who rushed over to help, naturally twisted his fragile neck. He was never rude to the enemy.

Although Duanmu Xiong hated the behavior of these people, he had never killed anyone with his own hands. That time he used a stone to smash the Vulture King, but he was only instinctively reacting. At this moment, seeing a fresh life that had just become cold in front of him, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Wu Yonglin came over and grabbed his shoulder gently and said quietly: "It's good to get used to it. These people are not at ease with kindness. Just think that these kind Tubo people in the local area are a big harm. I think after these people attack you and me this time, they will definitely put their clutches on others next time."

After hearing Wu Yonglin's consolation, Duanmu Xiong gradually began to feel better. He picked up the big fork that had just pressed the man's head into the haystack, and touched the man in black with a pretty move.

‘Dongdongdongdongdong’, a pleasant sound of gong was so abrupt on this quiet night. Awang, who was standing in the corner of the sheep pen, looked at the direction of the entire conspiracy coldly, didn’t understand what was going on, so he put a sack from behind and buried him directly in a claustrophobic space. Then a huge force came from his neck, and he, who was still struggling desperately, fainted. Then, a loud sound of "Come on, catch the thief, catch the thief."
Chapter completed!