Chapter 419: The little tiger who is afraid of mantis
evening.
The rain outside has stopped.
Zhang Heng woke up from meditation and looked back at Hu Mengmeng.
He found that he was lying next to him, transformed into a little white tiger, and had already fallen asleep beside him.
"This spiritual jade bed is indeed extraordinary and should be among the top-grade immortal artifacts."
"Sitting on it to practice practice will get twice the result with half the effort, and it will be of great benefit to me."
Zhang Heng thought so.
He glanced at Hu Mengmeng again.
The little guy was sleeping happily with his legs in the air. Because he was still young, the pads on his feet were all pink and tender, making him look cute and cute.
Zhang Heng has never raised a cat before.
But in appearance, Hu Mengmeng looks like a large white cat.
It looks good and feels comfortable to the touch.
"Ouch..."
Reach out and touch two handfuls.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but laugh and felt a little better.
But he was happy.
Hu Mengmeng was not happy that her sleep was disturbed. She kicked her feet sleepily and looked at him, unable to stop sighing.
"You don't practice anymore?"
Hu Mengmeng lowered his head.
He rubbed his head against himself as if washing his face: "When is it?"
"Youshi, the time when the sun sets and the hens return to their nests."
Zhang Heng said while tapping Hu Mengmeng's ears.
"Don't make trouble."
Hu Mengmeng shook her head, turned into a little girl and sat aside. Half confused and half sleepy, she asked: "Are you going back?"
"yes."
"That's why I woke you up and said goodbye to you."
As Zhang Heng spoke, he did not forget to remind: "Remember to keep the things I can cultivate a secret for me, and don't tell anyone."
"Don't worry, we are good friends."
Hu Mengmeng agreed wholeheartedly.
Then he thought of something and trotted out the door. He quickly came back with two pheasants: "Then, these are for you. You must remember to come see me tomorrow."
"Don't worry, the spiritual jade bed will be of great benefit to my practice."
Zhang Heng agreed and walked out with the pheasant on his back.
Walk to the main hall.
He stopped again, looked at the tiger statue, then looked at Hu Mengmeng behind him, and opened his mouth hesitantly.
"Don't worry, I won't tell my father if he asks me."
Hu Mengmeng thought Zhang Heng was afraid that she would tell her father, so she quickly assured her.
But don't know.
This was not what Zhang Heng was thinking about, but that the fairy light on the statue was dim and almost lifeless.
usually.
No matter how far apart they are, the gods can descend or convey messages through the statues.
There are generally only two situations when a god's statue is dark: the god is sealed or severely damaged.
"How long has it been since your father contacted you?"
Zhang Heng asked tentatively.
"Three to five days."
Hu Mengmeng didn't notice anything was wrong yet: "My father is away leading the army, and he often only contacts me once every ten and a half months. What's wrong?"
"nothing."
Zhang Heng didn't say much.
Hushan Shen went to Beihai to lead troops to conquer the Star Sect, so it was normal for him to be slightly injured.
It’s not like he died and the statue collapsed.
What are you panicking about?
There is no need to say it to scare children.
"I go first."
"If you are in danger and the sky and the earth are not responding, just call my name loudly and I will sense it."
Zhang Heng carried the pheasant on his back and did not forget to warn him.
"Call you?"
Hu Mengmeng had a look of disbelief on her face: "I have hundreds of ghosts guarding me. If I call you every day, I won't respond. If I call you, wouldn't we all die together?"
Zhang Heng nodded her ears and said with a smile: "I am a guest from heaven, and I am descended to the human world. If I don't have any means of self-protection, then I'd better be a slut."
Said.
Zhang Heng thought for a while: "In this world, only Emperor Li can give me a high look, and everyone else is barely interested."
Hu Mengmeng didn’t believe it: “Where is my father?”
"Your father!"
Zhang Heng smiled and shook his head.
Although he didn't know whether Hushan God was a real immortal or an earthly immortal, he thought he couldn't be any higher.
Such cultivation.
To be honest, there are a lot of them in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
If the God of Tiger Mountain ascends.
Either he was pulling stones in a mine, or he was pulling carts in a certain trading house.
I can't think of anything else he could do.
"Slightly, slightly..."
Hu Mengmeng made a face: "Bragging..."
Fine.
Zhang Heng left dumbfounded.
"Fourth brother, there are two chickens again."
Walk all the way home.
Before entering the village, Zhang Heng saw his second brother who came to pick him up.
"Second brother, why are you here?"
To this nominal second brother.
Zhang Heng's attitude is average.
Because from the bottom of his heart, he despises such idle and lazy people.
"Your third sister is worried about you."
"Everyone is poor these days, and you are young. If anyone sees you and has evil thoughts, your third sister will cry to death."
Said.
Brother Zhang is about to get the pheasant that Zhang Heng is carrying.
Zhang Heng didn't give it to him: "You can't eat these two pheasants. Pheasants are rare and rarer than ordinary domestic hens. These two are alive, but they just fainted. Keep them and sell them in the town tomorrow morning."
, it should be able to sell for a higher price.”
"Now that I'm back, I'll buy a few more chicks and raise them. The chickens will lay eggs, and the eggs will lay chickens. Then I won't have to worry about not having eggs to eat."
"Eggs!"
Brother Zhang swallowed hard: "That's a good thing."
Finished.
Then he said with some reluctance: "I think selling one will be enough. I haven't eaten pheasant before, and I don't know what it tastes like."
Zhang Heng ignored it.
Carrying the pheasant on his back, he headed home.
Enter the village.
There were some people sitting at the entrance of the village enjoying the cool weather and chatting. When they saw Zhang Heng carrying a pheasant, they all muttered: "The little fourth of this family really caught the attention of the little mountain god. There were two big rabbits at noon and two more at night."
How can I eat this pheasant?"
Those who have thoughts.
There are also those who are lively.
Looking at the children around me, I think they are about the same age as Zhang Heng.
As soon as he turned his eyes, he muttered to the head of the family: "Little Zhang Heng of the Zhang family can be friends with the little mountain god, so can ours. Not only do I bring back two pheasants, I also bring back one every now and then, and put some wild vegetables for dinner."
Damn, that’s just oil and water.”
heard these words.
Brother Zhang raised his chest and raised his head, looking very proud.
But it's different from him.
Zhang Heng looked at these people, but saw deep jealousy in their eyes.
Hate you have.
Call you useless.
This has been the case since ancient times.
In the past, the Zhang family was the poorest in Shanxia Village, and was often compared with other families.
Now that life seems to be getting better, some people are scratching their bodies and their eyes are almost red.
"The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant."
"It seems we still have to deal with it."
Zhang Heng didn't look at the crowd.
But he can detect the evil thoughts in people's hearts.
But don’t worry.
Zhang Heng has eaten more salt than these people have eaten, but these are just minor problems.
"came back!"
Walk all the way home.
When I got home, I saw that there was no cooking, only a pot of wild vegetable soup.
This is also the basic phenomenon in Xiashan Village.
Poor people don't have food if they don't work.
Only when I am working, I will make something to eat in the morning and then another meal at noon.
Eat two meals a day just to have the strength to work.
Not working.
One meal at noon.
Make a pot of soup in the morning and evening. Of course, if you call it soup, you just add some wild vegetables. You don't even want to add a little salt, let alone oil and the like.
Drink plenty of water.
If you have a bloated stomach and don't move much, you'll get over it after a while.
"Bring back two pheasants, they are alive and you can sell them in the town to buy some chicks."
Zhang Heng said what he said before again.
I heard you can buy chicks.
Sister Zhang, who was washing clothes in the yard, couldn't sit still: "Mom, can we raise chickens at home?"
Mother Zhang opened her mouth.
She has never raised chickens, and her family is poor, otherwise she would not have married into the Zhang family.
It's the same when we get to the Zhang family.
Hungry and full.
Never had a good day.
Not to mention the chickens, not even a single feather was visible.
"Chickens recognize their home."
"Build a chicken coop and feed it for a few days. When it gets older, it can go out to look for food and come back on its own."
"We don't have any wild beasts here. As long as we keep an eye on them and don't let anyone catch them, they are inevitable."
Backed by Tiger Mountain.
There is not even a weasel within ten miles of Shanxia Village.
Unless someone does it, the chicken cannot be lost.
"Then you have to keep an eye on it."
Sister Zhang’s eyes shone brightly.
Although she hasn't bought any chicks yet, she looks like she's already thinking about raising chickens.
the next day.
Zhang Heng continued to find Hu Mengmeng and borrowed land to practice.
Zhang's father took Zhang's mother and third sister and went to town early in the morning.
Come evening.
Zhang Heng came back carrying another rabbit.
Come back and have a look.
The family was gathered around the yard, watching nine little chickens having fun.
Although he said nothing.
But there is light in everyone's eyes.
Everyone was very happy.
"Bringing the rabbit back again?"
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother are both responsible people.
Looking at the chickens in the yard, and then at the hare that Zhang Heng brought back, he was not happy but worried for a moment: "Xiaosi, don't bring rabbits back from now on. If the little mountain god thinks that our family is greedy, come to
when..."
I didn’t say anything else after that.
But Zhang Heng could hear that it was neither crying nor laughing: "Although Hushan is small, it is a part of the Anding Mountains. From then on, it stretches for more than 1,700 miles to the north and is owned by the God of Hushan.
In the back garden, and hunting is not allowed, there are endless wild animals in the mountains, and one or two hares are really nothing."
That is, I don’t want to waste it.
Otherwise, let alone pheasants and rabbits, every night, the evil spirits patrol, and as long as the tiger wants to, even a hundred pigs can't be eaten in a day.
Hear this.
Zhang's mother did not agree, and whispered: "Silly boy, in the past everyone only knew that Hushan was dangerous and could not avoid it. Now you bring game back every day, and the others are not fools either."
"They don't dare go up the mountain to hunt against the orders of the mountain temple."
"But they can learn from you and let their children play with the little mountain god."
"Don't think about it. If a group of people play with the little mountain god in the future, will the little mountain god still treat you the same as he does now, even if he likes you again?"
Zhang Heng frowned, not because he was afraid of someone competing with him for favor, but because Hu Mengmeng was of White Tiger blood.
The tiger power in her body is not fake, and she is still young and sometimes can't control it.
Zhang Heng is not afraid.
Children from ordinary families are not good at it. If they play with Hu Mengmeng, if they are not good enough, they will die.
"You kid, you know you're scared, right?"
See Zhang Heng's expression.
Zhang's mother thought he was scared, so she whispered: "Our family is a responsible family, so we don't have the blessing of eating meat every day. You are the same in the mountains. You have to ask the little tiger to order it. Don't make her unhappy, otherwise
Our family of five may not be enough for her to swallow in one gulp."
"hey-hey..."
Zhang Heng wanted to laugh, but held it back.
If you tell Hu Mengmeng something else, he might agree.
Cannibalism, how is that possible?
She doesn't eat raw food herself for fear of getting upset.
And if others don’t know, how can he not know?
Hu Mengmeng is actually very timid.
I'm even afraid of praying mantises.
Because one day, she trampled a praying mantis to death, and an iron worm emerged from the praying mantis's belly.
The little tiger was frightened.
It's okay if you let her act cute.
I really don't have the ability to do anything else.