A sickly beauty controls an interstellar beast

Chapter 39 Morning Dog Training Course
Seeing her reckless face, the Second Elder could only frowned, stretched his face, opened the courtyard door to make room for her, and let her in with a cold voice.

Shen Yinghuan shrugged and walked in. She was here to take advantage anyway, and she didn't care at all what other people's attitudes were.

She went to the shade of the trees in the yard and looked at it for a while, then said happily, "Second Grandpa, why don't we learn in your yard, where the sun is good and the air is good. The fruit trees in the yard are also very pleasing to the eye and make people feel at ease, so it will definitely be more efficient to study in this way.”

The second elder raised his eyes and glanced over, snorting sullenly, "You little girl is really good at choosing places. You have a better sense than your grandfather. The yard I decorated with spiritual patterns is full of spiritual energy, so it is certainly a good place."

Then he swept across Shen Yinghuan's pale and thin face, and clicked his tongue in distaste, "Trouble, the little girl is weak and still learns to run around like this and that, and she knows to cause trouble for others."

"You wait here, I'll move the tables and chairs out."

After dropping these words in a cold voice, he hurried towards the house, humming and moving the tables and chairs.

A flash of surprise flashed in Shen Yinghuan's eyes. Without his grandfather present, this second grandfather seemed less fierce and a bit unethical.

But she didn't think much about it, turned around and released Er Mao from the Beast Familiar Space, taking advantage of this gap to give Er Mao a morning dog training class.

She smiled and pointed to the cherry tree in front of her and said, "Ermao, don't you want to eat cherries? Climb up and pick them yourself."

Ermao, who was chasing the dog-tail grass in the grass, changed places in a blink of an eye, with a confused look on his face:? ? ?What happened?
"Why, if you don't want to eat, forget it."

Gouzi came back to his senses in minutes, shook his little ears, happily shook his short tail, and then stood up energetically, "Wow, woof~~"

[Eat, eat, master, you are the best master in the world, I will climb up to pick it right away, so can I eat as many cherries as I want?Suction~(﹃)]
With red eyes, it stared at the big cherry tree in front of it with piercing eyes, lowered its front paws, and bowed its small furry body, looking ready to go.

Shen Yinghuan smiled, "Yes, as long as you can pick it, you can eat as much as you want."

Ermao's black eyes are shining, and the little milk dog's body is filled with the ambition to conquer the stars and the sea, and it swishes towards the cherry tree.

This cherry tree was probably an interstellar variety, and because her second grandfather had cultivated it well, it was different from the cherry trees she had seen on Earth before. It was taller and bigger, with a main trunk of about 30 meters high and lush branches and leaves. , occupying most of the courtyard.

Ermao's little custard body, which is not as thick as the branches of other people's trees, rushed over and stuck to the roots of the tree, only about 10 centimeters above the ground, leaving only the short furry tail that can swing freely.

Then, after holding on for less than three seconds, its paws softened, and the whole dog fell down. It rolled on the ground several times before stopping. At this time, its clean dog's face was covered with black mud, and the top of its head There were two leaves stuck to it, embarrassed and funny, and the face of the rolled-up dog was full of shock.

What's the fat thing?

Can't believe it!

It is so brave that Ermao can't even climb the tree?

Back then, Ermao, even though his body was getting smaller and smaller, he was physically disabled and strong, no matter how tall the mutant tree was, his climbing posture was as smooth and silky as a monkey climbing a tree, but now——

A smile flashed across Shen Yinghuan's eyes, but her tone was filled with grief, "Ah, Ermao, you have regressed, and you can't even climb such a short tree. Did you play too carelessly in the kindergarten? If you let Da Huang know I'm sure I'm rolling with laughter."

On the earth, Ermao, a dog who became smaller and smaller, and Rhubarb, a tiger who became more and more powerful, did not like each other. These two goofy had to wrestle their arms and laugh at each other. wrong.

Sure enough, Er Mao, who was suspicious of the dog's life, suddenly became excited and couldn't think of anything else. The dog's face was gnashing its teeth, full of hatred, and then it continued to charge, cursing and fighting with the cherry tree.

When the second elder came out with the table and chairs, he saw the milky-yellow puppy who was passed on by Shen Yinghuan after the contract was barking, fiercely competing with the cherry tree, because the puppy's paws had not yet developed Completely, it's not a big deal, it didn't cause any damage to his tree, so he didn't say anything, on the contrary, he showed some appreciation.

Although the potential value of this Baja dog is low, its attitude is worthy of recognition. After climbing a few times, it fell down a few times, but it still continues to persevere. Compared with its laziness, it has a carrot hanging in front of it. Those who are willing to move are much stronger.

"Second Grandpa." Shen Yinghuan turned around when she heard the movement, and walked over to help with a smile on her face, but was avoided by the second elder.

He straightened his face and said in a gloomy tone, "You lean to the side, don't bump your little arms and legs, or your grandpa's unreasonable old thing will come to settle accounts with me."

Shen Yinghuan was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her mouth turned up, and she stood aside in a kind manner, "Second Grandpa, shall we start learning now? Yesterday my second uncle gave me a set of three-piece spirit pattern master suit, which is just right for me to use. "

The second elder put the table and chairs away, whether it was intentional or not, and put them under the shade of a tree, so that the sun would not shine.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced into Shen Yinghuan's arms, and said sarcastically, "Hey, that kid Shen Huai is generous, you don't even know if you can become a spirit pattern master, so I gave you such a precious thing, our Shen family You are not a rich and noble family, and you are not a rich lady, and you are not afraid of losing your life if you use such good things at the beginning of your training."

Shen Yinghuan twitched the corner of her mouth. Although she knew that these words were reminding her to be diligent and thrifty and not wasteful, the second grandfather's sinister tone really didn't sit well with her. No wonder Grandpa would quarrel with him when others didn't.

The second elder continued to beep beep, "Hmph, I thought about running before I even learned how to walk, and I was thinking about drawing before I even started learning the spirit pattern. To be a person, you must be down-to-earth and don't be too ambitious. In the past few days, you should first write this spirit book. Let's talk about drawing after you have recognized all the characters in the beginner's textbook of the basic edition of the tattoo artist."

As he spoke, the second elder took out a book from his pocket and put it on the table.

The page is blue and classic, with only the words "Basic Spirit Patterns for Spirit Pattern Masters" written on it. Looking at the pages, they are turned white and curled, which shows that it has been taken out and read over and over frequently.

Shen Yinghuan looked at the book worth 10 yuan with sparkling eyes, and didn't care about the second elder's words, so she sat down obediently, picked up the book carefully with both hands, and opened the first page. one page.

"what--"

Shen Yinghuan's pupils were shocked, shocked and surprised.

Isn't it a coincidence, she knows these words! ! !
(End of this chapter)