Vol 3 Chapter 1383: -Return of Hunting

Ah Huang has been accompanying Qing Song in the room, going out for horse racing, until Qing Song was kicked by a horse's hoof, and then returning with Qing Song. Now, three hours have passed.
Ji thief also waited for three hours.
For three hours, Ji Thief stood outside, motionless, just in a daze.
He had never done anything so seriously, especially, this matter was particularly boring.
The legs of Tushan Station were a bit sore, and he opened his mouth, and was about to ask Ji Zei to leave first, but he opened his mouth before he could speak. Suddenly, Ah Huang's violent cry came from the room.
Ji thief was taken aback, and hurriedly went down the window and ran over, and slammed open the door before him, only to see that Qing Song had closed his eyes and the bed was sprayed with blood.
Look at Ah Huang, crying bitterly while holding his grandfather's body.
Ji Zei rushed over, hesitated, stretched out his hand to pat Ah Huang's shoulder to comfort.
However, it was the sad Ah Huang who didn't care about Ji thief at all.
Qing Song's corpse on the bed still had a smile at the corners of his mouth, the kind of gratifying smile with everything arranged properly.
Ji Zei looked at Qing Song, and Qing Song came out against him, and what he looked like when he made Ah Huang kneel down and worship him.
Ah Huang's cry quickly attracted Bai Lian, who was busy in the medical department, as well as Viduo who came to help and Li Ya who was unfavorable.
The mother and daughter walked over, and when they saw Ah Huan's painful tears in the room, Li Ya gave a sigh, opened her mouth to ask what was wrong, and was slapped back by Viduo.
Cries sounded, and many members of the tribe who were treated in the medical department also came over, and slowly, even the people in charge heard the news and walked over.
Everyone squeezed into a small room. Xue stood beside Ji Thief, couldn't help but sigh, and held Xiao Jihuan in her arms to Ji Thief, then came to Ah Huang and patted him. Shoulder comfort.
It's okay if Xuexue does not comfort, the more comforted, the harder Ah Huang cried.
There were more and more people, and in the end, everyone was driven by emotions, a little sad.
Everyone is not a fool. How many fools are there who can be the leader of the Lihuo tribe?
Although Qing Song usually makes a lot of drunkenness in the Lihuo tribe and everyone hates him, but now, with Qing Song's death, everything disappears with the dust.
Ji Zei turned around and gave the child to Toto, and went up to comfort Ahuang with Xue.
"Ahuang, don't be too sad, otherwise, Brother Qingsong will not be at ease in the sky, and you don't want Brother Qingsong to go badly, right?"
Ah Huang understands the truth, but he just can't stop his tears.
Let's put it this way, after Ah Huang was four or five years old when his parents died in the Sun Tribe's foreign campaign, Qingsong has always raised him.
On weekdays, Qingsong loves herself in every way, and has suffered a lot for herself. Ah Huang is not the kind of hard-hearted person. Seeing the death of Qing Song who loves him most, how can Ah Huang not be sad?
No, the more Ji Thief tried to persuade him, the more he remembered Qingsong's goodness, and the one who cried was called a terrible one.
Ji thief had no choice but to wave his hand to call Ado and Usma, and let them go to the Engineering Department to make a coffin.
The two left after receiving the order. After this time, Ah Huang was already crying and couldn't get up, his eyes whitened and he fainted.
Ji Thief panicked, hugged Ah Huang and asked Bai Lian to come over to see Ah Huang.
Bai Lian's skill was high, and the people pinching Ah Huang awakened him. As a result, Ah Huang cried again when he saw his grandfather's corpse. After crying to the end, he rolled his eyes and lay down again.
Bai Lian still wants to save again, Ji Thief waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let Ah Huang take a rest, you all go, I just need to watch it by myself."
When Ji Thief said so, everyone nodded. When she left, Xue took Ji Thief's arm: "Warrior, be careful, don't get tired."
Ji Thief smiled and nodded: "Don't worry."
Everyone left, only Ji Thief, Ahuang who was in a coma, and Qing Song who had passed away.
The thief Ji picked up Ah Huang and put it on the bed next to him. Sitting on the side of the bed, he could not help but sighed after taking a look at everything in the room.
Ah Huang fainted and didn't open his eyes until the evening.
Ji Zei lighted the oil lamp in the room. Under the sway of the candle, Ah Huang sat on the bed, holding his knees in his hands, watching grandpa's body, silent tears flowed.
Ji Thief asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry? Shall I make you some food?"
Ah Huang nodded.
The thief turned and went out, letting the Tushan who was standing guard at the door look at it, and then went to the restaurant department to make some food for Ah Huang to bring.
Putting the food on the table, Ah Huang didn't even look at it.
When Ji thief saw this, he said: "Ahuang, you can eat as much as you want. You haven't eaten anything since noon."
Ah Shaking shook his head: "Not in the mood to eat."
"How can it be done? People are iron rice or steel. Besides, it won't taste good when it is cold. Eat it quickly."
"Wait, patriarch, can I tell you something?"
The thief nodded: "Of course, you can talk about it."
Ah Huang said: "Can you go out first, I, I want to be with Grandpa alone."
Ji thief hesitated: "Then you have to promise not to cry anymore."
Akira reluctantly raised a smile: "I, I will."
Ji Zei was relieved: "Then I will wait for you outside. If you have anything to do, call me directly and I will be outside."
Ah Huang nodded.
Ji thief turned around and left the room, waiting in the corridor.
There was no word for a night, and the next morning Ji Zei opened the door with his red eyes open and saw Ah Huang sat next to Qing Song's body and did not move all night.
Ji thief said a few words to him in the past, but Ah Huang didn't respond, and the whole person seemed to be petrified.
Upon seeing this, Ji thief sighed. There was no other way but to turn around and go out.
Wait.
When he was free, the thief waited in the corridor outside, and when the meal was ordered, he would come over and bring something to eat.
Although, every time I give something, Ahuang will not eat it.
In this way, Ji Thief waited outside, while Ah Huang looked at his grandpa's body in a daze.
With a face for three days, Ji Thief became thin and thin, and opened the door to see that Ah Huang was also thin and non-human.
Addo and Usma were very anxious, the coffin was already done, but it was useless.
As a result, Usma said to the thief: "Master Patriarch, although it’s already November, it’s a bit cold, but this corpse can’t be left forever. Didn’t you smell it? Up."
Wen Yan Ji thief looked up: "Then I will go in and talk."
As soon as I was about to go in, a tiger guard trot in from the corridor, and when he came to the side of the thief, he said, "Master Patriarch, Master Hunter, Master Hunter are back and are looking for you."
Ji thief was taken aback, then turned around: "Shou is back? Where is he now?"
"Waiting for you in the palace."
The thief looked at the bodies of Akira and Qingsong in the room, and hesitated: "Let the hunter come to the medical department."
"Yes, Lord Patriarch."
Watching the tiger guard leave, Ji thief ordered Ado to stay here and watch Ahuang, and then two people with Tushan Usma came out of the medical department and came to the courtyard to wait.
For nearly twenty minutes, the Hu Ben guard came over with the hunter.
I haven't seen him for nearly a month. When I saw the hunter again, he changed a lot.
The little belly raised in the tribe before, I can't see it in this way.
Because there is no war, it looks like a lazy hunter every day, and it seems to have changed himself.
The current hunter, standing there, couldn't hide his fighting spirit, his exposed muscles became stronger, and there were several more wounds on his shoulders.
"Master Patriarch, I'm back!" Seeing Ji Thief, Shou took a deep breath, a little excited.
The thief opened his arms: "Welcome home."
The two hug each other forward. Good fellow, Ji Thief feels clearly. The current hunter is as strong as a small calf.
The hug greetings were over, Shou took a step back, his face pulled down, and asked Ji Thief: "Master Patriarch, I heard that the green pine is gone?"
Ji thief became stiff and nodded.
Hunter said: "Then what should we do if we subdue Ahuang like this?"
The thief sighed, and told Qingsong about the matter of making Ah Huang kneel to recognize the patriarch before he died.
After speaking, Shou said, "Is there any good thing?"
Ji Thief smiled bitterly and said: "What a good thing, now Ah Huang stays in the room every day to wash his face with tears, and doesn't take it out. Qing Song's death has hit him too much."