I am doing meritorious deeds in Liaozhai

Chapter 46 Dacheng
Since then, Little Orange has also joined Song Yushan's practice team.

In order to wait for the fifteenth day of the next August, Song Yushan hadn't practiced Yinyuehua for half a day, so there was no way to practice with Little Tangerine right now.

However, on nights when the moon is shining brightly, Uncle Jin and the big white goose will still practice on their own in the courtyard, so Song Yushan let Uncle Jin and Dabai take it with them, regardless of whether it will absorb the moonlight or not, they will first adapt to it.

During the day, when Song Yushan was lecturing to Big White Goose and Uncle Jin, Little Orange slept in the cat's nest on the table next to him.

Whether it is spiritual practice or reading, the main focus is to influence one's ears and eyes.

The little orange is very well-behaved, let it stay where it is.

But at the same time, it is still a little clingy, except that it will rest on the futon at night when practicing with Uncle Jin and the others. At other times, it will follow Song Yushan wherever he goes.

When Song Yushan was settling accounts in the bookstore, Little Orange was lying beside her.

When she was practicing the stick technique in the pavilion in the back garden, Little Orange was lying on the stone bench beside the pavilion.

When she went out to buy things in the market, the little guy would bite her trousers at the door, so Song Yushan had no choice but to carry it in his arms as a fluffy hand warmer.

Xiaojuzi also has a good appetite, and his favorite food is chicken and fish, which basically don’t need to be processed, which is very easy.

The first time raising a cat went so smoothly, Song Yushan was very pleased at first.

But after a few months, the orange cat, as its name suggests, has become more and more rounded, and the little orange has successfully turned into a fat orange.

It was only then that Song Yushan realized that her fur child seemed a little lacking in exercise.

Then she began to consciously make it move more, such as encouraging it to go to the back garden to catch butterflies, finding a ball of thread to make it more active, and even went to a carpenter to make a big roller, so that the little oranges could be more active on it. run run run.

At this time, she met the first Waterloo in her cat raising career.

Little Tangerine doesn't like to move very much.

Neither the ball of thread nor the running roller aroused its interest at all. No matter when and where, it could lie down as long as it could, and would not move if it could.

He has a good appetite and can lie down very well. If he continues like this, he won't look like a pig in a pigsty?
Although fatter looks cuter and feels better, but too fat is not healthy.

Song Yushan didn't want to raise Little Orange as an ordinary pet cat, it was sent by a demon!

Moreover, she does not resist cultivation, and is even willing to listen to her lectures.

Such a good cat, she felt sorry for the trust of its demon father and mother even if she was not wise.

Song Yushan tried various methods, and finally made up his mind to renovate the back garden.

On this day, when it was time for Xiaojuzi to eat, Song Yushan did not put any food into its cat bowl, but took it to the back garden.

"From now on, you can grab all your food here!"

Little Orange looked confused: "Meow?"

"Go!" Song Yushan pushed the little tangerine into the vertical flower door: "Your favorite chicken and fish are all here, as well as pigs, ducks, mice, and birds. Go and hunt by yourself."

She put many poultry and small animals in the back garden.

Little Orange's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe this cruel fact. The days of sticking out her mouth are gone forever?
"Cluck~" An old hen led a group of chicks leisurely passing by the cobblestone path in the garden, and glanced at the kitten contemptuously.

The lazy little orange cat was instantly ignited by this look and chased after it.

Accidentally strayed into the flock of chickens, cats meowing, chickens meowing, mixed together, very lively.

Song Yushan was relieved now, and now he no longer had to worry about Little Orange not being active, and the horizontal development was too much.

As for the flocks of chickens and ducks in the back garden, as well as the piglets with their cubs and their mates, we can only let them harm the flowers and plants in the garden.

The chickens and ducks she chose were all free-range chickens and ducks raised in the farm. There is nothing to say about their viability, and they were fed some vegetables and leaves on a regular basis. The garden is so big and the vegetation is lush, it should be enough for them to survive.

Letting the little oranges and the small animals in the garden compete with each other can also hone their survival ability and hunting ability.

The place where Song Yushan practiced sticks was also moved to the large courtyard of the main courtyard.

After more than a year of practicing cudgel every day, her accumulation in the stage of Xiaocheng is finally almost ready, and she can try to break through to master the cudgel.

She was proficient at first for a while, and then used up the last number of times to improve her comprehension.

Perhaps the accumulation this time was enough, and she felt a burst of inspiration just this time to improve her comprehension, and she naturally broke through.

Wherever the bamboo stick in her hand went, a burst of invisible air blades were drawn out, and the fallen leaves were split in two.

Before the stick arrives, the air knife comes out, which is the sign of the great success of the stick technique.

But without the assistance of true energy, the blade of air can at most cut through the leaves, and when it falls on a person, it can only make a small wound.

If true energy is injected into the stick, the control and power of this air blade will be stronger, killing people invisible is not just talk.

By this time, the power of the stick technique was not weaker than that of an attack technique.

Song Yushan was happy in his heart, and after mastering the stick technique, he danced the stick more and more heartily.

She didn't stop until the bamboo stick in her hand couldn't bear the split.

"Looks like I need to find a new stick." Song Yushan murmured while touching the broken stick.

After using the bamboo stick for so long, she was already used to the weight and appearance of the bamboo stick, but she was a little bit reluctant to find a new stick suddenly.

Ordinary green bamboos could no longer withstand her Dachengjing stick technique, and when she opened the cyclone and condensed her true energy, the green bamboos looked even more fragile.

Song Yushan went to the lumber shop of the county technical secondary school to place an order, and asked them to help him find some sticks of suitable thickness and different materials.

Peach wood, willow wood, poplar wood, etc., she is going to try them all before choosing the one that suits her best.

Then she went to the small bamboo forest behind her mother-in-law's yard, and found a bamboo stick to protect herself temporarily.

When she returned home with Hsinchu sticks, she heard a weak "meow" as soon as she opened the door. A step away, there was a cat cake with messy hair.

Song Yushan was a little surprised when he saw its round belly.

Xiaojuzi usually doesn't like to move, but he didn't expect to successfully hunt for food on the first day and fill his stomach.

But this process probably wasn't easy, the smooth and fluffy hair of the little orange was messed up, and some of it was probably lost.

Song Yushan squatted down and smoothed its fur.

Little Orange is pitiful: "Meow~"

He moved his little paw, revealing the head of a tragically dead chick, and pushed it in front of her.

Song Yushan paused, and said with difficulty: "You can fill your stomach by yourself, and you don't need to bring me a gift."

(End of this chapter)