mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 525
"Do you want to improve the food?" Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the little girl and the others.

The little girl immediately understood, nodded and said: "Yeah, yum, brother Xiao Feng quickly catch it."

Xiao Feng smiled, made a "shut up" gesture, then picked up a stone from the ground, and slowly touched it in the direction of the crowing rooster.

Before setting off, Xiao Feng deliberately told him to bring a pack of salt, a pack of cumin, and a pack of chili peppers, just in case the food was finished, and the game caught would not taste good.

Of course, hunting is a bad idea.

Because wild animals are easy to carry germs, if they are not handled properly, it is easy to cause uncontrollable and serious consequences.

About ten meters to the right, a pheasant with bright feathers and long and narrow tail appeared in sight.

Pheasant, also called pheasant, according to wild historical records, there is a word "pheasant" in the name taboo of Empress Dowager Lu in Han Dynasty.

Therefore, in order to avoid the taboo, Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, ordered that the name of pheasant be changed to pheasant.

The moment he saw the pheasant, Xiao Feng's gaze was fixed, he grasped the stone in his hand with three fingers, narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, and threw the stone out.

"Whoosh!"

The stone flew out with the sound of breaking wind.

The pheasant, which was walking slowly in the forest, spread its wings and soared into the air as if sensing danger.

"Flapping!"

After avoiding the stone, the pheasant left a few feathers behind and slipped away briskly.

Xiao Feng suddenly felt that he couldn't keep his face. Although this kind of wild animal in the forest has a sharper sense of danger, it is normal to miss it occasionally.

But thinking about it, just a few minutes ago, I asked the little girl and the others if they wanted to improve the food, and immediately felt that I couldn't just let that pheasant go so easily.

The cow that I blow out, even with tears in my eyes, has to be given wings to let it soar freely in the sky!

"Wait for me five minutes."

After leaving a word, Xiao Feng ran to the direction where the pheasant was running away and chased after it.

He knew how fast that thing could run in the woods, and if he wasted a little more time, it would be impossible to catch up.

"Shall we follow?" the little girl asked.

Lin Zhiyan shook her head: "It's better not to wander around, wait until he comes back."

On the other side, the pheasant was running in the bamboo forest, just like a fish swimming in the water, flapping its wings and flying for a while from time to time, it looked like it was deliberately provoking Xiao Feng.

"Whoosh!"

Another stone was thrown out and hit the pheasant's hind tail.

"Giggle..."

The pheasant screamed strangely under the pain, and ran a little faster after landing.

Xiao Feng was a little annoyed, the one just launched was already the third stone, but even so, it only knocked down a few feathers.

This made him feel annoyed, but at the same time he strengthened his belief that he must catch this chicken!
However, at this moment, a bamboo house flashed by in the corner of the eye.

Xiao Feng's footsteps slowed down, and he wondered if he had read it wrong?
But just in a daze, the pheasant has disappeared from sight.

Although Xiao Feng is confident that he can find it if he has to look for it, but it is obviously not worth spending so much effort for a pheasant.

Xiao Feng turned around, walked back for a while, and looked around, wanting to see if there was really a bamboo house.

As a result, after walking back for more than ten meters, I found that there really was a bamboo house in an open space.

Around the bamboo house, there is a fence made of bamboo.

The yard is divided into two parts, with a shed on one side, two sheep and a dozen old hens in pen.

On the other side is the vegetable field, in which some winter bamboo shoots are planted.

Next to the vegetable field, there is a bamboo chair and a bamboo table, which seem to be used to sit there and drink tea when there is nothing to do.

"It is true to rely on mountains to eat mountains, and rely on water to eat water." Xiao Feng said with feeling.

As far as the bamboo house in front of me is concerned, it can be said that this sentence has been brought to the extreme.

All buildings, including tables and chairs, are all made of bamboo. Although it looks a little monotonous, it has a simple beauty.

If young literary and artistic youths see such a bamboo house, they will immediately become poetic and have the urge to live in seclusion here.

Then... After staying for ten days and a half months, it's time to cry and cry to go back.

After all, when you don't have some things, you don't feel that you have them, but once you have them and then lose them, it's not so easy to accept.

It's like a smartphone. After you get used to it, it's definitely unbearable to let you use an elderly phone that can only make calls.

Xiao Feng is not a literary youth, he prefers to find a quiet place in the downtown area.

To be born without leaving this world, to enter the world without being stained with dust, this is the most ideal life!

"squeak……"

At this moment, the door of the bamboo house opened inward.

Xiao Feng held his breath and concentrated, wanting to take a look, would he be in such a bird... Maybe it's not right to say that.

It should be a place with few people, and what kind of person would live there?
Judging from the fact that there is only one chair in the yard, there should be only one person living here.

The door opened, and a hunchbacked old man walked out with a cane in both hands.

The old man looked about 80 years old. After walking down the steps, he was stunned for a moment, rubbing his eyes as if his eyes were not working well, and asked outside the door: "Yes... yes... yes, yes, yes... ..."

Just such a few words, the old man insisted on saying it for a minute, which can make people anxious to death.

"Someone, someone."

Xiao Feng really couldn't wait, so he simply rushed to answer, and then walked into the yard.

Follow the routines in novels or film and television dramas.

Generally, old people who can live in seclusion in the mountains and forests are all immortal.

Announcing his name will immediately make the whole Jianghu tremble!
However, the old man in front of him, with his beard pounding on his chest, thinning hair draped over his shoulders, long eyebrows, and tattered clothes, might make people think he is a lunatic at first glance.

"The old man lives here by himself?" Xiao Feng asked politely.

"me……"

It took another half a minute for me to say two consecutive words.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, this speed of speech is the rhythm that drives people crazy!

However, this is not the most important.

In other mountains and forests, Xiao Feng might feel strange seeing such an old man like a lunatic, but he wouldn't think too much about it.

But here may be the place where Sun Shijie's ancestors hid the treasure, or the mountain behind Anping Temple. If such a person appeared, he couldn't help but think about it.

At this moment, the old man pointed to the bamboo chair in the yard, beckoning him to sit down, then walked up the steps with a cane, and walked towards the house.

When he came out again, he held a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in one hand, and a teapot in the other, with a teacup upside down on the spout.

Seeing the trembling look of the old man, Xiao Feng couldn't sit still, took the things from his hands, put them on the table, and then helped the old man down the steps.

The old man poured a cup of tea for Xiao Feng, then rubbed the ink, and wrote on the paper: "No one has spoken to me for decades, so I'm not very good at it."

(End of this chapter)