MTL - Song Tan Jishi-Chapter 414 414. The Battle at the Back Mountain

  Chapter 414 414. Back Mountain War

  Ulan looked at her own chicken, she really had a smile on her face and a soft light in her eyes, obviously she had already imagined the wonderful taste of fried chicken nuggets in stewed soup with eggs.

   Probe and look again, I saw a long-tailed pheasant with long tail feathers, which is not appreciable, walking around in the chicken coop with its few fluffy cubs...

   Very good.

   It's not up to him to grab food, it all depends on his small size and hard squeeze.

  As for the female one...that one is much more promising than this male one, and goes out to spend time and wine from time to time, not at all at home!

  Ulan didn't care about it either, but just counted the number in satisfaction, so she went back with peace of mind.

   As everyone knows, once she left, the chicken flock became more lively!

  The sharp claws raked back and forth, and soon the whole chicken coop was covered with scattered rice husks, some in the stomach, and some were still under the feet.

   However, Guoyi is Guoyi after all, and you can’t win by grabbing food, but the progress of eating is very fierce!

   "Doo-doo-doo-doo!" I saw the sharp mouth pointing to the ground, but I didn't even look up.

   It didn't even care about being squeezed away from the battlefield with a few chicks.

  Tired from eating, I brought the forgotten cub in to eat a little, and then squeezed into the chicken coop to rest aggrieved.

  At this time, the night was dark, the galaxy was hanging high, the moonlight was shining, and there were other movements in the woods.

  As we all know, there is no guarantee of 100% every time you hustle the rice. There are always some fish that slip through the net and come out intact.

  Especially today, because all the shakes are mature rice that has been dried in advance, the amount is extremely small, which further increases the error rate.

  Therefore, in the bucket of rice husk that Ulan brought over, there are quite a lot of grains in it.

  But the fighting power of the chickens should not be underestimated. Their two paws alternately planed on the ground, even if they were looking for a needle, they would get it out.

   What's more, who has the benevolence and which is the husk, poor eyesight and frequency to collect, in the end, there are not many rice husks scattered all over the ground, let alone grains.

   And in the dead of night, the aborigines on the trees on the back mountain "squeaked" and began to eagerly try.

   That is to say, there are so many ugly people with missing arms and legs, so what if they have a few more squirrels?

  On weekdays, squirrels generally don’t care what these chickens and pigs eat. After all, they have their own diet, and taking two breaths of spiritual energy every day is better than anything else.

   But the rice husks sent this time are different, they can eat them! A smell is also a familiar taste!

  The family group of small gray-haired squirrels has grown into more than a dozen. Now they are going down the trunk of the tree, and when they are close to the ground, their fluffy tails are jumping lightly—

   I was stunned, but I couldn't make a sound.

   Only the king raised his eyelids slightly, and then lay down peacefully.

  At this moment, the squirrel family has crossed mountains and ridges to the chicken coop, and got into the fence.

   They rummaged on the ground—

  It's an empty shell—it's an empty shell—how is it still an empty shell?

  Until I found the edge of the chicken coop all the way, a long fluffy tail feather was attached to an extra plump grain of rice!

  The little squirrel became excited in an instant, jumped up and down twice, and carefully stretched out its paws to touch the rice sticking to the tail feathers.

   And at this moment, the long-tailed pheasant, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly trembled when he heard the movement—after living peacefully for so long, someone came to steal its tail hair? !

   Good guy, good guy! This is not giving the slightest bit of face!

  It stared round its eyes in the chicken coop, swallowed its breath, and waited until it sensed the touch of its tail feathers again, and quickly called out loudly:

   "Goo—cuck!"

  Hey guys, the whole flock is getting restless!

  The little rooster who slept the most vigilantly also came out with a voice, but look again, it was quiet everywhere, and did not sense the arrival of natural enemies...

  It lowered its head at this moment, and bit **** the white hair on the top of the pheasant's head.

  Then, the flock finally calmed down again, and it also lay down and returned to its original place.

  Long-tailed Pheasant:…

   I am so wronged!

  It really feels like someone is stealing its tail hair!

  But now I feel it again, it seems that there is no movement again?

   Outside, the sneaky squirrel also froze, holding the grain of rice and stuffing it into his cheek without hesitation.

  The next moment, it lay down on the ground again, and began to dig the scattered empty rice husks in the grass—empty, empty, not yet—what’s going on?

   Don’t these people feed the chickens with real ingredients?

  The little squirrel was thinking about it, but saw a little gray chick approaching at some point. It looked rather weird, and it was quite different from most of the chickens in the chicken coop.

   "Squeak!"

   The squirrel squeaked.

   And the chick was at a loss, not understanding at all. At this moment, the two peas were staring straight at the grain of rice on the squirrel's paw, and then stretched its neck, and swallowed the grain like lightning.

   Squirrel: …squeak squeak squeak! !

   How unreasonable!

  Its tail exploded with a "bang", and suddenly became huge in size, which made the little chick in front of it frightened and made a weak "cheep", and then quickly flapped its small wings and ran away.

  The squirrel was angry, and followed it with its head buried. At this moment, the other squirrels seemed to feel something was wrong, and they immediately exploded all their fur!

  But I don't know when, the particularly tough young rooster in the chicken coop is standing there, Doudou's eyes are full of murderous looks!

  In the middle of the night, the chicken coop was buzzing, clucking, creaking...it took a while to stop.

   And Ulan, who finally fell asleep after a tiring day, walked to the window and looked at it like sleepwalking—nothing happened.

   What's more, there are Dabai and Dawang in the back mountain.

  The long-standing trust made her dazed, and she fell back on the bed and continued to sleep soundly.

  The king just got up leisurely at this moment, and the huge figure came to the chicken coop. Seeing that they had already pecked the gray-haired squirrels to the tree, he went back safely.

  —There are not a few grains of rice in total. Looking at this group of foodies, they are too hopeless.

  …

   On another hilltop, in the lush chestnut forest, each green and tender thorn bag stands up with sharp thorns, guarding the few chestnuts that are getting fuller in the arms.

  Dabao and Erbao are obediently lying beside Song Tan, watching the master motionless as he puts his heart on the sky, quietly attracting the wind flowing in the mountains, and that strange and weird aura...

  The milky white mist-like existence gradually appeared around them, and they themselves couldn't help making a comfortable humming sound in this environment...

  It wasn't until the dawn broke and the morning star gradually lit up that Song Tan slowly opened his eyes.

  Then she turned her palm over, and saw a ball of spiritual energy easily gathered in her palm, as dense as a milky glass ball wrapped in clouds.

  The progress is still very slow.

   But now, she's used to it.

   Anyway, according to this progress, it will take a long time to turn the aura into a dewdrop-like liquid state!

   It is especially beneficial to this mountain when practicing. Not only the chestnuts that are growing slowly, but also the tea garden on the other side is still sprouting new shoots.

  If this is not the case, how can we survive the daily picking at home?

   Tonight is not very good, I am tired after scrutinizing the outline...

   Let’s do it for now, Xiaoxiao asks for a leave of absence.

  (end of this chapter)