Long Jiale

Shen Zhoucheng walked in front with the little fox in his arms, followed by Cheng Yanding, who was downcast and desperate. Cheng Yanding didn't know where the man-eating monster in front of him would take him. In order to survive, he could only keep silent. .

A place for special foods?Where will it be?Could it be some kind of basement?

A gloomy dungeon image instantly appeared in Cheng Yanding's head, with cold iron chains, blood-stained blades, bursts of painful wailing and despair...

OMG!

Cheng Yanding rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, held the wooden sword tightly in his hand, and dared not think about it any longer.

After the little fox woke up, he found that he was no longer at home. The autumn morning breeze blew on its fluffy fox face, and it couldn't help but hide its little head in Shen Zhoucheng's arms.

It hummed and chirped a few times, and rubbed its belly with its soft paws. Every day when it first woke up, it was always the hungriest time.

Want to eat chicken.

As soon as the little vixen moved its paws, Shen Zhoucheng understood what the other party meant, and shook the bag of giant chicken legs in front of the little vixen's eyes.

The little fox's black eyes stared at the shaking chicken legs, turning like a pendulum.

Shen Zhoucheng took out the chicken leg and fed it.

Cheng Yanding in the back suddenly raised his head and was frightened again. It was too scary. He picked it up from the paper bag, and he didn't know what kind of meat it was...

Maybe it's human flesh...

Cheng Yanding was sweating profusely. He had been thinking about cannibalism all along the way, and now no matter what he saw, he could think of it.

These two bold evildoers in front of them actually dare to eat human flesh openly!

terrible!

But... Cheng Yanding's nose moved forward to sniff. The meat smelled delicious, a bit like chicken.

Muster up the courage to take a closer look, wait, it seems that it is really a chicken... The chicken bones are very familiar...

That’s right, that’s vixen. Foxes should love to eat chicken. I think vixen is safe for humans, but I don’t know what vixen’s husband, Boss Shen, has in the recipe?

"It's here." Shen Zhoucheng stopped while feeding the little white dumplings to eat chicken legs, and looked at the densely packed green and black little guys inside through a layer of guardrail.

The crab caps of this group of little guys are getting bigger and bigger, their pincers are clamping one after another, they are very strong, and their plump bodies shuttled neatly in the pool.

There is also a group of blue and black crabs climbing on the fence net.

"It's here? What do you mean?" Cheng Yanding looked at the group of hairy crabs in the lotus root field, and couldn't understand the situation for a while.

Where are the special foods?

What about people?

"Boss Shen, could it be that the special food you mentioned is the hairy crab in front of you?" Cheng Yanding summoned up his courage and asked.

Shen Zhoucheng nodded, "Yes."

The little fox in his arms gnawed on the chicken leg, and pressed its paws on the chicken leg, eating happily.

Cheng Yanding: "..."

"Didn't it mean that the properties of special food are the same as mine?"

Shen Zhoucheng wiped Xiaobai Tuanzi's paws with a paper towel, and said relaxedly: "They are all water attributes. Dao Ling should have told you that you are a water spirit root."

"Shui Linggen cultivates by the water, and it will get twice the result with half the effort."

Cheng Yanding: "...So if I raise fish by the water, is it the same as cultivation?"

Shen Zhoucheng: "You can put it that way."

Cheng Yanding's brain was tangled into a mess, and he was a little confused about the current situation. First of all, do the two goblins in front of him eat people?Secondly, the practice of water spirit root is not just about raising fish, right?

Cheng Yanding said weakly: "Boss Shen...do you goblins eat people?"

Hearing his question, the little fox couldn't help laughing, put its little paws on Shen Zhoucheng's arm, and let out its three tails happily.

A few fox calls suddenly sounded, and it answered the question instead of Shen Zhoucheng, "Is the chicken not delicious? Why do you want to eat people? Humans are not tasty."

Cheng Yanding couldn't understand its fox barking.

Shen Zhoucheng had no choice but to ask Cheng Yanding back: "What do you think sparrows eat?"

"Sparrow, are you stealing food?"

"What do butterflies eat?"

"Um... do butterflies have mouths?"

"What do you eat ginseng?"

"Eat dirt..." Cheng Yanding twitched the corners of his mouth, and answered the question a little depressed.

Ginseng is buried in the soil, should it eat the fertilizer in the soil?

The big demon in front of him asked him these questions one after another, isn't it implying...

Shen Zhoucheng smiled and said to him, "Since you know the answer, why do you still ask such a question?"

Cheng Yanding wanted to cry, but he didn't have any tears. It's obvious that you are a boss and you deliberately scare people.

"Boss, can I ask what your body is?"

"Guess for yourself."

Shen Zhoucheng had his own intentions in bringing him to the crab field. He taught Cheng Yanding a few formulas, and then sent Cheng Yanding to the crab field.

Cheng Yanding was thrown into the crab field by Shen Zhoucheng with a panicked expression. He was dumbfounded. The water in the field covered his knees, but Shen Zhoucheng outside asked him to meditate in the middle of the water.

Cheng Yanding looked around at the green and black hairy crabs, each with sharp claws, giving him a sudden one might hurt for several days.

Damn, I still have to sit in the water and meditate. I don’t know how many hairy crabs are hidden in the water. If I sit down on my buttocks, I just aim at a hairy crab. I don’t know if the crab’s claws are broken or his butt is blooming. .

"Meditate, recite mantras, don't you want to practice?"

Cheng Yanding: "..."

He looked desperately at the surrounding water and mud, as well as the group of blue and black hairy crabs, and shouted in his heart: This is definitely not the cultivation I want!

Cheng Yanding closed his eyes and sat down bravely, but he didn't find anything strange.

Hairy crabs are also afraid of people. After he came in, the group of crabs vacated a large area for him, and only a few stupid crabs would approach him.

After sitting cross-legged, Cheng Yanding began to practice a few formulas taught by Shen Zhoucheng. There were 24 formulas in total, and he began to recite them in his heart.

After reading these 24 sentences, the whole person entered a state of mystery and mystery.

The spiritual energy around him began to gather in his body, and the faint spiritual energy fluctuations spread around.

The hairy crabs around him continue to live their own comfortable lives. If one of the hairy crabs were to speak and express their feelings, it would be: I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel that the air around me is so comfortable and makes the crabs happy~

Shen Zhoucheng, who was outside the fence net, nodded when he saw this. As expected, Cheng Yanding was very suitable to raise crabs.

Cheng Yanding is of the nature of water spirit root, or the kind with strong affinity. He sits in the crab field and meditates. For himself, the practice is more effective and beneficial.

For the hairy crabs around, it's like listening to a concert that makes crabs happy, enjoying the ultimate spa massage from top to bottom...

The high-grade ingredients in the world, it is said that in the process of raising them, they should be in a happy mood.

Only in this way can we ensure the deliciousness of the meat and the delicacy with soul.

Shen Zhoucheng touched the head of the little white dumpling in his arms, believing that the meat quality of hairy crabs will be even more delicious this year.

Maybe the hairy crabs will like this bald guy and stimulate the secretion of more crab roe and crab paste.

In the days before eating crabs, please ask Cheng Yanding to practice hard in the pond.

Cheng Yanding had read countless fantasy novels, but he never imagined that one day he would be in such a state when he started to practice.

Every day he goes to the crab field to meditate and practice, to experience the experience of being surrounded by crabs. Fortunately, he doesn't have trypophobia, otherwise he wouldn't be scared to death by these blue and black little guys.

After practicing in the crab field again, Cheng Yanding hugged his bald head and rubbed it depressedly, "I don't feel like I'm practicing at all."

Why is his cultivation career like this?

With hairy crabs?

practice?

Fuck it!

"What about exterminating demons and defending the Tao? Master, as the heirs of Taoism, we should take it as our duty to collect demons and eliminate demons. How can we stay here every day for tourism!"

Dao Ling didn't bother to talk to him.

While knocking on the Spirit Valley, Ji Xiang talked to the side: "These days the spiritual energy is thin, it is difficult for humans to practice, and it is even more difficult for goblins to cultivate. Where are the demons and demons for you?"

"As for the fights between you human beings, I suggest you call the police. Now it's a legal society. There are laws to follow and laws to follow. What's wrong, can't call 110?"

"I, a 600-year-old sparrow, understand this truth. Why are you so stupid?"

"I suggest you be honest and help Mr. Long raise fish, and you can also drink some soup."

Cheng Yanding's heart of a heroic boy who slays demons and defends the way is completely broken.

He took a rag to help wipe the table in Wangzhulou.

In this peaceful age, petty theft is rare on weekdays. How can you have such good luck, the "demon" from the sky will give you experience babies for free.

Not many of the bad fairies Boss Shen was thinking about came.

"Wait? You said Mr. Long, wait, wait, you mean, Boss Shen is a dragon? My God, there really are dragons in this world!"

"Otherwise, why do you think there are so many auras gathered here? Dear, let me tell you, old sparrow, calm down, at your level, it's okay to practice some water flow skills, just play as a water gun at home."

"There are no goblins to fight you these days. Could it be that you still want to kill people?"

Cheng Yanding quickly waved his hand, he would not dare to kill people.

Ugh……

He now finally understands what it means to be a hero in troubled times.

In the peaceful age, you just wanted to be a hero, and you had no chance!

There is no use for force in the air.

Cheng Yanding gave up his dream of being a hero, too. In peaceful times, wouldn’t it be happier to raise fish and farm well, without life and death?

Practicing exercises, although you can't fight and fight, is still good for your body. At least you will be healthy and free from disease, and it is easy to live for hundreds of years.

Keep it up.

It's nice to be in a spiritual place.

Cheng Yanding, who wanted to open up, happily posted a few photos of himself taking good care of the crab field in his circle of friends:

From today on, be a happy crab breeder.