The four dogs that rushed out were golden all over, with small ears drooping, four legs long and powerful, and one tail short and thick. They were the golden short hairs of the water retriever, a specialty of Hongyang. There was also a golden short hair staying behind the door. It seemed paralyzed and could only lie at the door and yelled.

After these dogs ran out, they kept roaring. Wolf Big Wolf II took the lead and rushed towards them. The general also pounced on them, but not on these four dogs, but on Wolf Big Wolf II...

A tall man stood at the door of the wooden house, holding a gun and a double-barrel hunting rifle!

The black gun pointed at Ao Muyang and Yang Shuyong, which made the two of them calm down immediately.

The situation was very chaotic, and the general and wolf-like wolf-2 were fighting each other, while the four short golden hairs that the man belonged to were barking around, as if cheering for help...

What is this his fault? Ao Muyang was confused!

Ao Fugui, who walked around from behind the house, shouted: "General, it turns out that you are an undercover agent!"

Ao Mudong shouted, "Bad, the general must have liked these four little bitches. What kind of dog thing? How do you raise a dragon head?"

The big man held the hunting rifle firmly with his hands and shouted loudly: "Bu Zhundong! Bu Zhundong! Listen to my virtue, and make Bu Zhundong!"

The barking of dogs, howling of wolves and roars of people are mixed together, making the situation even more chaotic.

The other party had a dog and a gun, and he was in danger. Ao Muyang raised his hand and said, "Friends, calm, calm! We are the villagers around us, the villagers around us, not bad people, calm down!"

"Bu Zhundong!" the big man shouted in a strange tone.

Ao Muyang pointed at everyone and said, "Don't move, just give me peace."

The wolf and wolf 2 didn't really bite the general. After they mingled together, they chewed each other for two, and each ran back to Ao Muyang with a mouthful of hair.

When the big man saw them, his hands trembled unconsciously, and Old Ao's heart also trembled: He knew that this double-barrel hunting rifle had no lethality outside more than ten meters, but melee combat within ten meters was absolutely invincible. If they both had to be turned into sieve after one shot!

Fortunately, the big man's hands were very stable. Although he shook a little, he did not get angry.

Ao Muyang quickly glanced at the big man and found that he had a miserable impression before. This was not a big man, but a tall and strong old man with gray hair, gray beard, and wrinkles on his face. He probably would be sixty years old.

The old man was wearing a big robe, and it was ragged outside, and it seemed like two pieces of clothes were pieced together. Some places were covered with animal skins, and some places had dark red marks, which looked like dried blood!

Long Deshui trembled with his lips and said, "Old Yang Xiaoao, have we met a fugitive who has lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years?"

But the old man understood his words and turned around and gave him a cruel look: "You are here to grab it?"

Now even Ao Muyang's heart began to tremble: He is really a fugitive?!

When he was stared at by someone, Long Deshui raised his hands before he could plant it. He quickly said, "No, no, don't get me wrong, comrade, we are fishermen in the surrounding villages, just ahead, do you know some fishing villages in front? We are honest fishermen!"

The old man sternly said again: "It's full, and it's a little unmoved."

"I don't move, no one moves." Long Deshui nodded.

Yang Shuyong said impatiently: "Mad is mentally retarded. He said he doesn't understand, not that he doesn't move, he is asking you to speak slowly."

After all, he has been a soldier and has greater courage.

Clearing his throat, Yang Shuyong took the initiative to speak and said in a slow voice: "Brother, we are not policemen, we are fishermen, we are not here to catch you."

When the old man heard the word "police" and did not fluctuate, he nodded and said, "You are going to drive away the gods?"

"Just come to the mountains for a walk." Yang Shuyong explained with a smile.

"The fox said!" the old man glared, "I'm a lie, the Buddha of Bilucia will cut your tongue, dig your eyes, and send you a chance!"

When Ao Muyang heard this, these two sentences were quite simple...

He heard the old man say 'Bilucana Buddha' again, and looked at his dress and facial features, so he suddenly woke up: "Ah, brother, are you a Tibetan compatriot?"

The old man shook his head: "From time, Woshizabawa."

After thinking about it for a while, he said unhappily: "Your Duwau is a Tibetan, and Wuwau is a Tibetan tribe from ancient times. Well, the ancient Tibetans are not reaping..."

"Bad, we belong to the Tibetan people, and the Zalong people are branches of the Tibetan people." A small head looked out from the small window of the wooden house, revealing its messy and short hair. "Uncle, my dad just said that we are an ancient Tibetan tribe, but that still belongs to the Tibetan people."

Seeing the little head, the old man glared and said, "Doma, I will go."

Little head was not afraid of this serious old father. He grimaced and still lay down at the window and said, "You speak Chinese so badly, I feel uncomfortable listening."

The old man wiped his nose with his hand and said, "Wo Men called people from time to time, and he would recognize them if he called them!"

The little-headed child stubbornly stubbornly said, "Who said that? Teacher Kang doesn't lie, and Dr. Wen doesn't lie. They are good people. Teacher Kang is right. There are good people everywhere, and bad people everywhere."

The old man muttered something, but Ao Muyang didn't hear it clearly, probably it was Tibetan or their tribal language.

The little headed child smiled and wanted to say something, but his face suddenly turned pale, and then his hands, which were supported on the windowsill, covered his chest and shrank back.

The old man's face changed, he put away his gun and hurried into the room. The dogs he raised also ran in one after another. The general looked at them and kept wagging his tail.

Without the threat of hunting rifle, Ao Muyang breathed a sigh of relief. He slapped the general in the head first: "Damn, you guys, are you forgetting your father when you meet the bitch?"

The general squatted beside him and looked up at him. The expression on the dog's face seemed to be very entangled.

Yang Shuyong looked at the wooden house and said, "Is it the tree that this man secretly cut down?"

Ao Muyang said: "It's certainly not. How could he drag so many trees away? But it must have something to do with him, otherwise his sack wouldn't be thrown there."

Not long after, the old man came out with the child in his arms.

Seeing that the child's face was pale and his lips turned blue, he kept shrinking his body and covering his chest, looking very uncomfortable, Ao Muyang immediately thought of Zhu Zhu, and asked, "Is there a heart problem with this child?"

The old man glared at him with a gloomy face, and straightened the child to let him bask in the sun.

Ao Muyang continued to ask: "Does he have a heart problem? If so, I can treat him."

The old man wanted to glar at him again, but after hearing his words, his eyes widened: "@#￥%*..."

He said several words in a gusto, but Ao Muyang didn't understand a single word.

Yang Shuyong asked with a wry smile: "Brother, are you speaking foreign language?"

The old man reacted and quickly changed it to rigid Chinese: "The mud has a deep meaning?!"

Ao Muyang roughly thought about this sentence and replied: "What do you ask me what that means, right? I mean, is there a heart problem with this child? Here, the heart..."

The old man said impatiently: "Yes, wo kisses mud, is the meaning of mud?"

Ao Muyang suddenly said, "Oh, miracle doctor? I'm not, but I have special medicines to treat heart disease!"
Chapter completed!