Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 31 How can this be tolerated!
In the darkness, listening to the sound of breathing around him, Master Chen suddenly said, "Ying'er."

"Ah."

The maidservant softly responded, and slipped into Master Chen's quilt from the other quilt with her fragrantly washed body, and snuggled together.

That's all, Laozi is just a layman, leaving his heart and desires for the future.

From then on, the king did not go to court early.

……

That's impossible, Master Chen still gets up as early as a chicken every day.

He has to do morning classes and practice exercises to move his breath. This is the foundation of his life in this world, just like studying for a good college entrance exam back then. guy.

Compared with the boring and boring learning culture, practicing the way of the gods, I can feel a little progress every day, and my mood is very different.

Happy days always go by so fast.

After the new year, it is February again when everything is revived and the spring breeze is like scissors.

Chen Mou was dressed in clean and neat clothes, with a sword at his waist, a dagger with a sheath tied to his arm inside his sleeve, and a cloth bag containing dry food and dried meat on his back, looking at the gate of the courtyard with reluctance and worry in his eyes. Ying'er waved: "No need to send it, go back."

Ying'er made a salute, then went back to the yard as promised, closed the door and barred the house.

Accompanied by his friends who were determined to go out, Mo Fu walked around the hill in front of him and walked south along the ridge road, babbling for the final persuasion: "I said, why bother, find a decent job on the street, It’s much more secure than going to the Tiangreed Mountains to take an adventure, and the less you earn, the less you spend. You say you’re too poor to let go, brother, I can lend you ten or eight spiritual stones every week, can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?”

It's rare to have a friend with a congenial temper, he really doesn't want to let a tender-skinned and tender-skinned brother go into the mouth of a tiger.

Why bother to keep a beautiful maid like a flower at home alone in an empty room?

"Brother Mo, in the final analysis, you still look down on my brother and I, so let's go."

Chen Mou grinned, pointing his toes, he didn't see a vertical jump, and he coquettishly made a few snake shapes, and his whole figure disappeared in an instant like a cloud of smoke, at an extremely fast speed.

"This guy's ability to escape is really... impressive."

Mo Fu was taken aback, and cursed with a smile: "The hiding is really deep. I usually don't show the mountains and the water. It seems that I have practiced my skills on the bed at night, ah!"

After looking at the sky, I walked to my big field of golden flowers.

An excellent and hardworking Ling Zhifu never lacks Lingshi.

Just lack of time to spend.

It didn't take long for Chen Mou to rush to the misty forest dozens of miles away.

Seeing that no one was following him, he slanted into the perennial foggy forest. He had a sketch map hand-drawn by Mu Xing in his hand, and he already knew several access routes. He found the ruined wall where he had settled, and looked around. , Throwing a copper coin that left his aura into the collapsed stone stove grass, the figure disappeared instantly.

When it reappeared, it was in a cave in another world.

He took off the cloth bag on his back and put it on the table, picked up a bag from the ground, walked out of the cave passage, and stood on the edge of the cliff.

Compared with the bright spring in Danyangfang, the other world is the harvest season when the autumn wind is bleak and autumn is strong.

Chen Mou went out with great fanfare for a few days this time because he found a spiritual plant on the cliff, and the fruit was about to ripen, and there were thieves who frequented and stole his spiritual fruit, how could this be tolerated!

He had long regarded the spiritual plant he discovered as something in his pocket.

He planned to spend a few days, and it would be best to get rid of the thieves who stole his spirit fruit.

Everything is his, including the thief himself.

Taking advantage of the night, like a sensitive ape, he slid and climbed on the cliff with ease, and soon came to a jagged spiritual plant growing obliquely on the rock a hundred feet away to the lower right. He had rummaged through the spiritual plant books, By comparison, I recognized that it was a Ziyanling jujube tree, which produces annual low-level spiritual fruits.

The trunk of the Qiujie tree is sparsely arranged with awl-like spikes about three minutes long, and on the branches spread out about two feet wide, there are dozens of purple-red fruits.

This cliff is curved and concave, which just keeps the violent mountain wind out.

He squatted at the root of the tree without thorns, put the cloth bag on the branch of the tree, took out a finger-thick and fine steel chain from it, tapped it, and arranged it three times around the root of the tree, and took out many sharp iron chains he forged. Hook, according to the method he learned from the book, tied with fine wire to make a chain trap for catching prey, and he worked for almost an hour.

Finally, a few rocks were knocked down, crushed into stone powder and sprinkled on the iron chains and iron hooks to cover up a little.

Returning to Dongfu, I ate some dry food and jerky after washing my hands.

Sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath until the sky became twilight, he got up and climbed to the obliquely above the Liling Zhizhi tree more than [-] feet away. In a cave with more than enough room, he sat and waited quietly. He was familiar with the surrounding area of ​​[-] feet. .

As the sun rose, the cave was illuminated brightly.

Chen Mou didn't poke his head out to appreciate the changing splendor of the clouds and mist below. He had already seen it many times.

He could hear "chirp" chirping softly in his ears, Chen Mou remained expressionless and did not make any movements.

He has dealt with three little guys with snow-white fur that look like rabbits but have mouse heads for several days. The three pikas come to steal his spiritual fruit once a day.

If it weren't for the Ziyan Lingzao not being fully ripe and having a slightly bitter taste, the little ones would have wiped out the fruit long ago.

A mouse's head suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave. They looked at each other and found that he disappeared in a flash.

The pika moved like a cunning rabbit on the cliff and had a keen sense of smell, so he couldn't kill it at all.

Chen Mou was indifferent on the face, the little ones were used to eating, and when they smelled his smell, they came here to have a look, and they would still go to the jujube tree. He was very courageous, and he just waited.

Sure enough, half a quarter of an hour later, the violent collision of iron chains and the cry of pikas could be heard diagonally below.

Chen Mou quickly jumped out of the cave, supported his left hand, and fell to the cliff below.

The man drew his sword out of its sheath with a "chuckle" in the air, and grabbed a protruding rock on the cliff with his hands. With a little effort, he changed his direction.

For nearly a year, he often climbed and explored cliffs on rainy days or at night.

Using all the body skills and light body skills I have learned in combination with boxing skills and sword skills, I can turn back and forth on the rock wall freely.

He took advantage of a shrub branch and swung up as light as a swallow. The cold light flashed twice in the air, and he quickly dealt with the two pikas that were hung by the iron hooks and were battered and struggling desperately. The blood spattered onto the rocks. , Even his clothes were stained a little.

On the cliff in the distance, there are snow-white animal shadows jumping and fleeing.

It was one of the pikas that didn't fall into the trap, but it was scared out of its wits and probably wouldn't dare to come again in the next few days.

Chen Mou, who was half squatting at the root of the tree, suddenly looked up, and he saw a huge black bird flying down from the sky, with a "bang", rock debris splashed, and the pika that was walking on the rock wall panicked. , Gu Zuo ignored him, and was caught in a sneak attack by the black bird, and his stomach was broken.

Watching the big bird catch the prey and fly away, Chen Mou put his sword back into its sheath, took off the two pikas, and put them on the branch of a tree.

He took off the iron hook wire that was almost bitten off by the pika and threw it away, rearranged the messy knotted iron chains and iron hook traps, smashed rocks into powder to cover up the bloodstains, and then climbed back to the upper cave with the spoils.

He has long noticed that there is an extremely faint light on the pika. Apart from its lightning-like movement and sharp teeth, he has not found any other magical attack ability. It should be a little monster at the bottom.

That black bird that descended from the sky should not be underestimated, it was undoubtedly a demon bird.

But don't worry too much, he can't feel the feeling that makes his heart palpitate from the black bird.

It's best for that fellow bird not to interfere with him, otherwise he has the means to kill the bird.

In a few days, when the jujube turns purple and black, and the skin emits a thin smoke, it can be picked, and he doesn't want to make another twists and turns.

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　I just discovered that the three paragraphs of "Eating Peach" have been deleted, including the chapter comments of several people. Please explain, it is not Lao Yan who did it.

　　
　
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