Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother Chapter 8: Brother Jun’s Spirit Beast
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Nothing happened for more than a month. On this day, Wen Jing got out of the stone house and was going to the vegetable garden.
Looking down, a black cricket crawled on the open space.
Taking a closer look, this thing has a shell on its back, short limbs, and is gentle and harmless.
... It's actually a turtle.
The tortoise is the size of a washbasin, dark green, and has a thick and tall shell.
Wen Jing is slightly stunned: whose turtle is this?
The turtle is not afraid of people. When he saw Wen Jing coming out, he turned his head to look at him, and his black bead-like eyes went straight.
Wen Jing didn't care. He lowered his head and touched its shell, walked past it, and went to Caiyuanzi along the mountain path.
Looking back, I saw the little turtle also looking back, but still a little stunned, without any action.
The sky is clear, and the mood is as good as the sky. Wen Jing came outside the fence in Caiyuanzi, but heard Kuching's angry voice far away: "That thing is here again, drive it out!"
He stepped in quickly, looked around, and paused slightly.
A row of vegetables is crooked and crumbled. Ling grass was so terrible that more than 10% were bitten and killed a lot.
A little golden beast stands in the middle of the grass and is still wandering indifferently.
Residual aura is permeated in the air, which is distressing.
Mo Shaoyan was not indifferent. He emitted a light green light in his hands, hitting the beast like a stone. The beast did not hide, and was hit by his aura. It's a pity that the shell of the beast did not know what it did, and it hit it without any injuries, but also made a loud sound of metal collision.
So it did n’t even raise its head, just kept eating.
Mo Shaoyan has all his talents already in place. Standing in front of the fence, he slowly said, "I can't help it."
Kuching flatly angrily could not do anything: "I'll call the big brother."
Speaking, you have to go outside the garden.
Wen Jing looked at the golden yellow skin and called out softly, "Gathering Spirit Beast!"
This thing is a monster kept by disciples of Tian Hengfeng. From time to time, he went to Hui Shifeng to destroy the spirit grass. The crowd was helpless and did not dare to kill, for fear of provoking trouble.
This monster is covered with a hard shell, and cannot be cut in unless it is sharp.
But it has a fatal flaw, afraid of water mixed with vinegar.
There is a small kitchen in the vegetable garden, and when three people have finished their work, they gather together to cook and eat. Wen Jing ran in like a gust of wind and took out a bottle of vinegar.
At this moment, a crazy voice came from outside the garden: "Eight wind, gone!"
The golden beast stopped, and spread his legs and rushed out of the garden.
Wen Jing and others hurried out of the park. I saw a thin, disciple sitting on a stone with his legs crossed and sitting on a stone. He was young and ugly. A little frowning.
This respect reminds Wen Jing of a person.
Seating right, this is one of Tian Hengfeng's disciples, Wu Ying.
Wu Ying is mediocre. He is already in his thirties, but he is still in the period of training and is very anxious. In order to promote Xiuwei, he raised a Spirit Beast.
The Spirit Beast gathers auras for the monks to absorb. It is a kind of monster that is very useful for practice, but it is addicted to eating spirit grass and has strong destructive power. It's a headache.
Wu Ying wants to raise this monster, but dare not let it behave at Tian Hengfeng, so he releases him from time to time to Hui Shifeng.
Ku Jinping is a hero and hero in front of his own people, so he dare not squeak in front of outsiders, only frowning at Wu Ying.
Mo Shaoyan said slowly: "Brother Wu, your monster runs to our Hui Shifeng from time to time, you can't control it?"
Wu Ying didn't look at the three of them. He lowered his head and touched his monster: "I'm full? Tell you not to steal other people's spirit grass. Why don't you always listen?"
The monster beaded Wu Ying's legs with her head, making herself coquettish.
Wen Jing Lengheng said, "It can be tied to Tianhengfeng with a rope. How can it not be controlled?"
Wu Ying raised his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "A monster is also an animal. Isn't it too cruel to tie it all day? It is not sensible and only knows to fill the stomach. Do you still have a small animal Care? "
Wen Jing said coldly, "Then you raise it at Tianheng Peak, and see what your brothers in charge of Lingcao will say and how to deal with it."
Wu Ying stood up and laughed: "I just do n’t want to raise at Tianheng Peak, you're going to sue? I have the ability to set up a matrix, so that this monster can't enter. No money to set up a matrix I have no ability to fight against Tian Hengfeng. What is it called? "
The three were so speechless that he was so angry.
Wu Ying touched the monster ’s head, turned her head, and said with a smile: "Little good, good looking, wait for you to eat something delicious."
The little beast licked his leg and followed him long.
Wen Jing turned pale, opened the system to check the character of the man, and immediately raised an eyebrow.
[Character value: 341. Acting with principles will be a big deal. ]
This rogue has a character value of 341, similar to Liu Qianmo?
On the basis of which character value is measured by this system?
Kuching Ping said, "What to do? Would you like to tell the big brother?"
Mo Shaoyan said without hesitation: "It must be told to the master, otherwise how to explain the mess in the garden?"
Wen Jing hesitated: "Master must be angry again. No one at Tian Hengfeng can manage this Wu Ying?"
Mo Shaoyan looked at him: "Big brother has asked Tian Hengfeng's Wenren Mu several times. Wenren Mu promised to manage it, but he hasn't moved yet."
Kuching Ping said dissatisfied: "There are more than two hundred students and brothers under Wen Renmu. How can I manage so much? I can only say a word to Wu Yingxun. This monster is just stealing spiritual grass and not hurting him. Human life, of course, no one pays attention. "
Mo Shaoyan said slowly: "It's a trivial matter for them, but it's just dozens of spirit grasses. But these spirit grasses can make more than a dozen elixir, and if sold, they can be worth one or twenty yuan. "Lingshi" is a meal for ten of us for more than a month. "
The three of them couldn't do anything, and sighed.
Suddenly, there was a sound of Soso in the grass not far away, and something seemed to crawl over.
Wen Jing froze, thinking that the golden beast was back again, and he didn't speak at all, and looked straight.
That thing crawled very slowly.
Wen Jing frowned. After a while, a small head came out of the grass, looking at Wen Jing Mumu, and slowly climbing out of his huge shell.
Kuching Pingsong tone: "It's a turtle."
The turtle crawled over to Wen Jing, stopped at his feet, and remained motionless.
Wen Jing couldn't help but feel funny, squatted down and stroked his head.
The turtle doesn't dodge or cater, just lets him touch it.
Wen Jingdao: "This is a self-destructive turtle on the mountain?"
Jiaoyun is cute, it ’s nice to hold it home.
Mo Shaoyan looked at the tortoise and said slowly: "This is a monster raised by Brother Jun, never causing trouble, sometimes crawling in the mountains."
Wen Jing's heart was stunned.
"The Robbery of All Living Beings" once mentioned that Jun Yan had raised a monster, but never mentioned what kind of monster it was. It turned out to be this useless turtle.
Wu Ying is annoying, and his monster is annoying.
Jun Yanzhi's gentleness is like a jade, and his pets are also clever and sensible.
Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to Mo are black, things are grouped together, and people are grouped.
The three of them are upset, and they no longer care about the turtle, return to the garden to clean up the mess, clean up the broken roots and stalks, and stay busy until night.
As soon as I left the garden after dinner, I saw that the turtle was still squatting in place. It seemed that it hadn't moved.
Wen Jing squatted down and touched it for a while before returning home.
Along the way, Wen Jing looked down and thought.
Soul of the Living Beings is mentioned only once.
This beast is a rare thing, and I don't know much about vinegar. The little beast was later at a loss, and did not expect that Liu Qianmo had mentioned this to Wen Renmu many times, but so far no one has ignored it.
Wen Renmu's impression in Wen Jing's heart immediately fell to another level.
"Zhi Jie Xingfang deserves admiration from everyone" ... hehe.
The system gives Wu Ying and Wen Renmu such high praises. Why does he think that Liu Qianmo and others are better than them? Does he think it is not comprehensive enough?
Back at the Stone House, Wen Jing felt hungry again and cooked a bowl of noodles for himself. When I went out to wash the dishes by the cliff, I turned my head and saw a black cricket on the open space slowly crawling towards him.
Wen Jing had a good heart, ran forward and squatted down.
"Are you here again? Is your master abusing you and not going home so late?"
Wen Jing touched the small turtle's head, but saw that the turtle was slow to respond, but stopped and didn't move, looking like he was going to spend the night here.
He hurried back to the room, rubbing his head, but didn't know what the turtle liked to eat, and finally cooked a corn, filled the corn kernels with a small dish, and put it near his mouth.
This turtle reacts more slowly than usual turtles. After looking at the corn for a while, it lowers its head and bites slowly.
Wen Jing sits next to the turtle, waiting for it to eat the corn kernels.
In this way, the turtle lived in the open space in front of the Wenjing Stone House for several days. The meals were not picky and well-educated. The feces were found in the grass and never excreted anywhere.
After a few days, after Liu Qianmo knew about Wu Ying and the spirit beast, although he was angry, he was helpless, and just called Wen Jing to repair the fence.
Setting up the formation method can prevent the invasion of foreign enemies, but the formation magic stone is expensive. They ca n’t afford to say it, and it is really a trivial matter to use it in a vegetable garden. Even the eight-cut peak, which is the richest source of money, will not cost eight middle-level spiritual stones to set up the array on the vegetable garden.
Although the Qing Xu Jianzong has a defensive formation on each peak, it only guards against foreign enemies, not the same.
Liu Qianmo thinks about it, this matter is not easy to solve. Sue to the lord, not only is nobody serious, but it will also provok the joke of Bei Feng, and then you will talk about such rumors as "how does your master don't care".
He has repeatedly mentioned this to Wen Renmu. Wen Renmu's attitude was very good, and he was full of apologies, and promised to investigate the matter thoroughly, making Liu Qianmo's face difficult.
Furthermore, the Emperor Qingzong of the Qing Dynasty strictly prohibits fighting with the door. If the incident is provoked, Hui Shifeng will be less vulnerable, and if he does not suffer, he will be more likely to be held by mistakes, saying that they "damaged for a few vegetables" Same door. "
In short, although this dumb loss is not big, it makes people uncomfortable.
Wen Jing and others had no choice but to plant new seeds again, which has been a bit harder than usual.
At the end of the day, he finished his work in the vegetable garden, and returned to the stone house with sweat, and saw the turtle shrinking his head and limbs. There was only one turtle shell left on the ground.
He took off his dirty clothes and threw them on the ground. He drank the water from the spring with a wooden bucket and poured a few on it.
The cold wind is blowing on the body, Wen Jing closes his eyes, intending to make a quick decision. He lifted the barrel and poured water from his head.
Both ears are occluded, I can't hear anything, I just feel that there is a faint aura in the air.
He wiped the water on his face, opened his eyes, and was caught off guard. A blue-shirt man stood not far away, reflecting the red glow behind him, as if he had just fallen from the air.
Wen Jing just felt a gaze quickly sweeping over his body.