Chapter 9

Evening.

Mu Liang, Minuo returned to the camp wooden shed.

"Today's harvest is so much." Mino squatted by the fire, playing with the little lizard happily.

A total of forty-five small lizards were captured today.

Twenty-three small lizards were caught by tricolor lizards, and the rest were caught by the two.

In addition to the small lizards, three slap-sized mice were also caught.

Mu Liang sharpened his saber and asked, "Have you always eaten little lizards?"

"Yes, occasionally if you are lucky, you can eat a little hare meat." Mino replied without raising his head.

Today, it was really a bumper harvest, and she usually only caught two or three small lizards.

"Are you full?" Mu Liang's saber sharpening hand paused.

"full?"

Mino tilted his head for a moment, and said distressed: "I don't know what is full."

I haven't eaten enough, how do I know what it's like to be full?

"…" Mu Liang listened to the girl's sad words, and then faced the girl's dazed and probing eyes.

He was inexplicably irritable and threw the saber-sharpening stone.

"What's the matter?" Mino blinked his blue eyes blankly.

"It's okay, I'll go to the camp for a stroll." Mu Liang inserted his saber back into the scabbard around his waist.

He is going to find out about the situation in the camp, and then publicize the robbers' attack.

Well, relax by the way.

"Be careful," Mino exhorted.

She has to stay to deal with the little lizards, and dry them into dried meat, so that they can be stored for a longer period of time.

"Okay." Mu Liang took his backpack, hit the wooden shed door and hid in the shadow of the surrounding wooden shed houses.

Now in the evening, the sky is already dark.

There is no moonlight in the sky.

Such a dark environment is just right for Mu Liang to act.

The smell of barbecue was exuding in the air, and the leaking cracks in the wooden shed house revealed a little light.

But it was more quiet, with the sound of sleeping breathing coming from some wooden shed houses.

After all, if you can't eat enough, do less activity and sleep more.

Mu Liang learned from the girl that there is a hunting team in the camp, which is responsible for hunting some wild animals in the distance.

For example: hares, tortoises, wild dogs and so on.

The food from the hunt is distributed to those who work for the camp leader; as for the rest, the leader will not take care of it.

You have to pay taxes if you live in the camp. This is a bargain between the leader and the hunting team to protect everyone.

Living alone in the wild is very dangerous. You will be attacked by wolves or encounter beasts.

In Mu Liang's view, the most important thing to make people in the camp willing to pay taxes is that the water source is controlled by the leader.

Those who pay taxes can get a piece of water, a piece of water that makes people not dying of thirst.

One of the main reasons Mu Liang came out at night was to prepare more water for Houtian's trip.

The camp is not big, but it is divided into inner and outer layers.

There is a fence made of wood and stone on the inner layer, where the leader and the hunting team live.

The outer layer is for people who pay taxes like girls to live.

The two-meter-high fence, Mu Liang easily turned over, avoiding the patrollers.

The smell of roasted meat wafting through the air in the inner layer is very strong, and the firewood is also very strong.

Mu Liang occasionally passed some wooden houses, and there were still reverie sounds from inside.

"In such an environment, you are not afraid of getting sick."

Mu Liang murmured in his heart, plugging back the pulled out stone.

The leader's house is in the middle of the camp.

Mu Liang walked around the house and was surprised to find that the house is more than 400 square meters in size.

It is the size of a basketball court.

"Really luxurious." Mu Liang sighed.

I also understand what the people working for the leader in the camp are doing.

Mu Liang picked a remote corner and easily climbed into the leader's house.

He fell silent, there was a burning fire in the room, and the light was actually not very dark.

"It should be a side house here." Mu Liang murmured.

He listened to the discussion from the depths of the house and judged his position.

After observing for a while, Mu Liang found that there were seven or eight maids.

He followed one of the maids holding the clay pot to a guarded room at the door.

Mu Liang stayed quietly in the shadow of the corner, coupled with the ability to "mime-change color", he was not afraid of being spotted at a distance of a few meters.

Glancing around, he found that this room didn't even have a window, and the only entrance was the door.

Not long after, the maid came out holding the clay pot filled with water, escaped the hand of the gatekeeper, and left in anger.

Mu Liang temporarily remembered the room where the water was placed, and followed the maid again to a bright hall.

There are four people in the hall, eating dinner at this time.

The maid put the clay pot on the table and did not immediately fill the people around with water. Instead, she caught a hare, cut her throat with a dining knife, and dripped blood into the pot.

Mu Liang suddenly lost interest in that jar of water and was about to leave to explore other rooms.

The conversation between the four people caught his attention.

"Go down."

The middle-aged man sitting in the first place waved to the maid.

He used an earthenware bowl to directly fill blood from the earthenware pot and poured it into his mouth.

The maid bent over and stepped out of the hall.

"Boss, do we really want to leave here?"

"As long as we less water the vegetables, we can support it for several months."

"Watering those vegetables is a waste."

After the maid left, the other three people spoke up.

Those vegetables are enjoyed by the leaders, and only a little bit out occasionally, the three of course are dissatisfied.

"boom!"

The leader suddenly slapped the tabletop, and said coldly: "Don't go, stay here and wait for death?"

He poured a bowl of blood into his mouth again, and said in a low voice: "The water in that underground well will last for another ten days at most.

If the time comes, everyone will die of thirst. "

"It's too difficult to find a new source of water." One of them whispered.

"We can move to the Yuetan tribe, they should accept us." Another person said.

The last person agreed: "I agree to go to the Moon Lake tribe. We can join their hunting team."

The leader's face was cold and refused: "Impossible, I would not agree to go to the Moon Lake Tribe."

If a camp leader goes to other tribes, he is afraid that he will not even be a small leader.

He is absolutely reluctant to get used to being a master and let him be a slave.

"Then where shall we go?"

"I don't want to die of thirst."

"If I can't find the water source, I will take my family to the Yuetan Tribe."

The three said in dissatisfaction.

"I have sent someone to find the water source. If there is no result after five days, we will go to the Moon Lake Tribe." The chief looked at the three in front of him, his eyes flashing with killing intent.

"Okay, then we will wait another five days."

The three of them ate the barbecue, poured a few bowls of blood, and got up and left.

"…" Mu Liang stayed quietly in the corner, watching the whole process coldly.

He had no idea that the camp was running out of water.

Moreover, there are vegetables, which surprised him.

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