America 1881: Legend of the West

The next morning.

Chen Jianqiu walked out of the hotel door and stretched.

Under the sunshine, he could see the whole town clearly. If it was daytime when they came yesterday, they probably would not choose to enter this hotel.

This is an abandoned place. No one has lived in the house for a long time. A few ravens sat on the roof and made a few strange calls.

Chen Jianqiu guessed that they were probably attracted by the pile of corpses behind the stable.

They cleaned up all night yesterday before throwing all the bodies outside. As for the pungent smell of blood that filled the house, Chen Jianqiu's solution was:

Open windows for ventilation.

So the howling of wolves and the cry of unknown predators rang out all night outside the hotel. Mr. Browning knocked on the door of Chen Jianqiu's room for three people in the middle of the night, and found a corner to huddle up all night.

"What to do with our horses?" Browning asked Chen Jianqiu tremblingly.

Chen Jianqiu didn't even bother to turn over: "The stable door is closed, even if one or two sneak in, Black Carrot will take care of them."

"Black radish? What is black radish?"

Browning couldn't understand the three people in this room even more. He wanted to ask something else, but there was already thunderous snoring here.

Chen Jianqiu was still looking at the raven with interest, but the bird had already walked out of the door carrying a corpse.

It's the Mexican.

They stopped the Mexican's bleeding yesterday and applied some herbs. Sean tied him up and put him in the room on the second floor, planning to wait for him to wake up and see if he could ask him anything useful.

But when Asuka went to check the next day, he found that the Mexican had died.

Chen Jianqiu helped carry the corpse to the back of the stable, only to realize that the animals from last night should not have gained nothing. Some of the corpses were missing some meat.

Asuka checked it out and found that it seemed to be the work of coyotes. Unlike North American gray wolves, they did not mind eating carrion. However, it was July and there was no heavy snow to close the mountains. The coyotes would not face food shortages, so the carcasses were at least There was no falling apart.

Chen Jianqiu found two shovels from the hotel, dug a hole with Feiniao, and buried the body.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

When the two of them returned to the hotel after finishing their work, Sean had already made the stew, and after the four of them finished eating, they packed up and were ready to go.

Browning was of little help. He opened the stable door and prepared to lead his horse out and hitch the carriage.

However, when he opened the door, a black shadow suddenly flashed across his face. He was so frightened that he took two steps back and sat down on the ground.

A solid black horse broke out of the door, flew past him, and ran wildly in the empty town.

He looked into the stable again, and there were two wolf corpses lying inside, one in the corner and one by the door. The same thing was that their stomachs had been kicked open.

The two wolves must have slipped into the stable through the vent, and somehow bumped into the black radish that jumped out of the stable, and were brutally killed by poisonous hands, oh, no, brutally poisonous hooves.

There were scratch marks on the stable door. It looked like the wolf at the door must have been in great pain before dying.

"Black radish!" Chen Jianqiu's voice echoed in the town.

Black Carrot, who was still having fun, slowed down instantly as if struck by lightning, and returned to the hotel door honestly.

Chen Jianqiu stepped forward and gently patted Black Radish's neck and stroked its mane.

Black Carrot didn't dare to move at all.

Asuka was dumbfounded: "What on earth did you do to it?"

Chen Jianqiu said with a "kind" look on his face: "Didn't I say it before? We had a friendly exchange before and it was still a child."

Browning finally regained feeling in his legs. He hobbled over to the two packhorses.

The packhorse looked sickly and shaky.

"Brinton tampered with the forage last night." Chen Jianqiu said as he took off the horse bit from the black radish's mouth.

Sure enough, after the two pack horses took a few steps out of the stable, their legs became weak and they knelt on the ground, unable to move any more.

"How much cargo do you have in your car?" Sean asked.

With a grimace, Browning opened the wooden box behind the carriage, which was filled with brand-new Browning rifles one after another.

"My dear, is your business at the Montrose gun store so good?" Sean clicked his tongue.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, go and bring Blinder's horses over." Chen Jianqiu said, "It's a waste to stay here."

After a few people packed up their horses, they finally set off again.

The distance from the abandoned gravel town to Montrose is not far, but it is by no means close. According to the distance marked on the map, it is estimated to be about 150 miles, and there are mountain roads all the way.

Browning's two new horses were not originally pack horses. Browning's temporary role as groom was already a bit reluctant. This led to the two horses starting to slack off on some uphill roads. In the end, they refused to go up any more. climb.

Black Radish had his own way. He neighed from the front, led Chen Jianqiu around the car twice, leaving behind a ring of male hormones and then walked away.

The two horses moved forward again, whether they were stimulated or something.

Sometimes Chen Jianqiu really feels that the black carrot has become a spirit.

Only then did he realize that the two horses were both mares.

The subsequent journey was relatively smooth, with no gangsters, no bounty hunters, no heavy rain or strong winds.

The wind is gentle and the sun is rising, and the years are quiet.

Within a few days they arrived safely at Montrose.

In 1881, Montrose had not yet been officially established as a county. The town was located on the grassland between the mountains. It was beautiful and peaceful, with the rolling snow-capped mountains not far away connecting the blue sky. On the other side of the mountain is the famous Black Canyon of Gundison. Cowboys, holding sage in their mouths, drove their sheep across the muddy dirt roads, while young women washed and dried their clothes.

The people in the town were calm but busy, except for one person.

The young man was sitting boredly on the fence at the entrance of the town, looking at the horizon, until three horses and a carriage appeared there.

"Boss! Boss!" The young man waved his arms excitedly.

"Jerry, damn, what are you doing here? The store doesn't care?" Browning was cursing, but he couldn't hide the happiness on his face.

"Boss, if you don't come here for a day, my heart will not be at ease."

The boy was so sweet that he jumped on the carriage, took the reins, and drove the carriage toward the town.

Chen Jianqiu and three others followed behind.

"Hey, brother, are you sure your business can do well here?" Sean looked at the peaceful scene in the town.

Browning was a little embarrassed. It was his first time here. God knows why his father would open a branch in such a peaceful place.

The carriage stopped at the door of Browning's Gun Shop.

The clerk opened the door and then turned to unload the goods. Browning accompanied the three of them into the gun shop.

There is a counter inside the shop, and the entire wall behind the counter is a gun cabinet, which is filled with a wide variety of firearms. Most of them are produced by the Browning family, and a few are from Winchester. , Remington and Colt Company.

"Take whatever gun you like." Browning walked out of the back room, holding a piece of paper, a pen and a seal in his hand.

Feiniao and Sean each took a Winchester lever carbine, and each chose a revolver produced by the Browning factory. The boy who returned from moving the goods equipped them with holsters and bullet belts.

Chen Jianqiu was not in a hurry. He scanned the gun cabinet and found that he was not satisfied.

But his eyes fell on another gun in the corner of the gun cabinet.

This gun looks a little special.

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