Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Chapter 57 Midnight Attack

"Three people? It seems like these people have great ill will towards us. They are here to kill us!"

"Yes, I guess they are homeless people who were driven out by other tribes. They had bad ideas when they saw us. We need to be more careful in the future."

Mo Xiaonian thought of the black shadow she had just seen and told Fu Cang and Yue Lu about it.

All of a sudden, the expressions of the two people became more solemn.

"If this is the case, it is very likely that they have targeted our camp as well. We must be careful when we sleep tonight!"

Fu Cang nodded: "I will strengthen the vigilance. People will stay behind to keep watch in all directions of the tribe, and the bonfires will be lit all night long!"

What Mo Xiaonian said made Fu Cang feel very worried. After waiting for the sickle to come back, he asked the sickle to take him to the forest where Mo Xiaonian saw the figure and took another walk.

However, the forest was full of dead branches and leaves, and it was difficult to track anything by identifying traces. The two men kept walking until it was dark, and then they returned to the camp to arrange for people to be on duty that night.

Mo Xiaonian got into the car early.

She now knew what it felt like to sleep in the open air without a house. There was really no sense of security at all. Especially tonight, she was particularly scared. The dark forest and the shadow in the forest staring at her kept flashing before her eyes.

In fact, at such a distance, Mo Xiaonian couldn't see clearly what the black shadow was, let alone see him staring at her. But this thing is afraid of people's imagination. As time goes by, the picture of the black shadow that Mo Xiaonian saw in her mind has completely changed. The black shadow has directly turned into a ferocious man, staring at her straightly. My God, it's so scary.

After Fu Cang finished arranging things outside and got into the car, he saw Mo Xiaonian hugging her knees and hiding pitifully in the corner.

"What's wrong with you? Are you frightened by what happened today?"

Mo Xiaonian stretched out her hand to Fu Cang, and Fu Cang hugged her without hesitation and patted her on the back.

It’s just that Fu Cang is really not good at comforting people and can only say some meaningless words.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

"Well, I'm not afraid, I just can't sleep. Have you arranged everything outside?"

"It's arranged. I'll still be on duty in the second half of the night, because people are more tired in the second half of the night. I don't feel comfortable letting those hunters come, so we warriors will come."

"Then go to sleep quickly. I won't be scared with you here."

Mo Xiaonian's words pleased Fu Cang. He raised the corner of his mouth, crawled into the quilt and hugged Mo Xiaonian.

"Okay, sleep."

This time, Mo Xiaonian felt relieved and fell asleep in Fu Cang's arms. However, Fu Cang, who should have fallen asleep immediately, did not feel sleepy for a long time.

There was no oil lamp lit in the car. Although Mo Xiaonian bought some oil lamps and lamp oil at the market, that thing was very expensive and they would not light it easily unless there was something going on. Fu Cang was still thinking about whether he could find some pine oil after finding a place to settle down. This would make it much more convenient to use.

But even though it was pitch black inside the car, he seemed to be able to see Mo Xiaonian clearly.

She was completely different from other women in the tribe. Her facial features were not as strong and she was particularly pretty and serene. She was not as tall as other women in the tribe, let alone herself. Her height only reached his chest. When he carried Mo Xiaonian on his back, he felt light and fluttery, as if he was carrying a feather.

Maybe because of her young age, Mo Xiaonian didn't really develop much. Nestled in his arms, she looked like a bad-tempered kitten or a ball of flour.

Fu Cang suddenly sighed and tightened his arms to keep Mo Xiaonian warmer.

He now particularly hopes that Mo Xiaonian can grow up quickly.

Fu Cang's mind was full of random thoughts and he didn't know when he fell asleep. However, he didn't feel how long he slept and suddenly he opened his eyes.

The inside of the carriage was still pitch black, and occasionally the voices of the hunters on guard outside could be heard from a distance. Apart from that, he could also hear the crackling sound of the burning campfire and a hint of something strange.

This strange sound came from the northeast corner of the camp, and it seemed like the sound of a heavy object being dragged on the ground.

Fu Cang sat up suddenly, afraid that Mo Xiaonian would be awakened, and patted her twice, then rushed out of the car.

The bonfire in the northeast corner of the camp was still lit, but the iron axe that was supposed to be keeping watch there was gone.

After Fu Cang ran over, he did not rush to look for the iron axe, but followed the dragging traces.

The movement here at Fu Cang also alarmed the hunters in other locations. They raised torches to make the camp brighter, but did not leave their locations without permission.

Fu Cang chased all the way into the woods, which were full of fallen leaves and dead branches. All traces disappeared after he reached there. Besides, he did not dare to go far away from the camp, fearing that some problems would arise in the camp again, so he ran back.

"Iron Axe! Where's the Iron Axe?!"

The hunter who was on guard not far away ran over.

"I don't know. He was here just now! Fu Cang, did something happen?"

"The tribe was attacked from nowhere, and the attacker entered from this location!"

"What? We were attacked by surprise? That's impossible. We were not far away and didn't hear any sound!"

"You were chatting with Wang San just now! I saw it all, bring me the torch quickly!"

"Yes Yes!"

The hunter hurriedly handed the torch in his hand to Fu Cang.

At this time, many people who were sleeping in the camp also heard the noise and came out.

Among them, Baiji and Liandao ran the fastest and reached Fucang in just a few steps.

"What's wrong, Fu Cang? What happened?"

"The tribe was attacked! Someone was dragged out from here!"

"what?!"

The two men were horrified and hurriedly looked for traces left on the ground with Fu Cang.

With torches to illuminate the way, they soon found the traces.

This trail went deeper into the camp and extended to a small, makeshift tent.

Baiji's expression changed suddenly.

"It's Luhua! Luhua lives here alone!"

Fu Can had already rushed in, and sure enough, the place was empty, without any trace of reed catkins.