After dinner, Yi Qiu went to bed early after a round of meditation practice.
It is said that the hero next door likes to go out at night to fight evil. Yi Qiu thinks that it is also good during the day.
After taking out the chicken placed in the backpack and warming a bowl, Yi Qiu made another piece of love apple pie.
However, there is no secret fruit wine made by halflings. Yi Qiu thought for a while, and he remembered that he had obtained a recipe for bamboo leaf tea before, but he had never found the suitable bamboo leaves.
Although the formula does not specify the type of bamboo leaves required, in terms of the effect of restoring Qi, the better the quality of the bamboo leaves, the better the restorative effect will be.
I just don't know how bamboo tea made from ordinary bamboo leaves tastes. Even if it can't restore Qi, it is still good as an ordinary drink.
There was a sea of wild bamboo on the hillside next to where Yi Qiu had been practicing Eight Door Dunjia. Yi Qiu planned to pick some and try it out when he went to practice later.
See how the bamboo leaf tea tastes after it is made. If it is good, you can make more.
"Ding dong..."
Yi Qiu's cell phone vibrated and then issued a clear beep.
If Yi Qiu hadn't guessed, it should be another news push from a certain little squirrel's browser.
For a single person with average interpersonal relationships and an average family background, this is the awareness he should have.
Yi Qiu took out his cell phone and took a look. Sure enough, it was the news pushed by him.
However, the title of today’s news has something to do with Yi Qiu:
"Shocking! The murderer of the serial murder case has been on the run for more than ten years, and finally chose to surrender because of his conscience!"
Yi Qiu turned off the screen of her mobile phone. This news did not make Yi Qiu feel any mental fluctuations.
People always have to take responsibility for the mistakes they make, no matter how big or small.
Yi Qiu is not the incarnation of justice who hates evil as much as he hates evil. He just doesn't like it and accidentally cleans the dust in front of the door.
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After breakfast, Yi Qiu was ready to practice Eight Door Dunjia.
He is almost at the point where he can burst into rage, and he will probably be able to master it if he practices for a while today.
In the early morning, the air in the mountains is extremely cold.
Some birds have already flown out of their warm nests and are chirping happily on the branches.
When Yi Qiu arrived at Shishan where he practiced Eight Door Dunjia, it was only 6:18 in the morning.
Because Yi Qiu had been practicing opening doors here before, the relatively flat rock surface at the foot of the stone mountain looked extremely clean.
Except for some leaves that fell last night, there wasn't much dust.
After thinking about it, Yi Qiu ran to the wild bamboo forest first, preparing to pick some newly grown tender bamboo leaves in the morning.
In Yi Qiu's hometown, tea is a relatively important economic industry.
Compared with other crops, the environment in the mountains is more suitable for tea trees.
Therefore, Yi Qiu'er was influenced by his eyes and ears, and he also knew some knowledge about tea.
Because we are making bamboo leaf tea, if we use bamboo leaves and tea leaves instead, Yi Qiu feels that choosing bamboo leaves should not be a big problem as choosing tea leaves.
"Pengchi..."
Yi Qiu selected some newly grown wild bamboos from the wild bamboo forest, and then pulled out many young bamboo leaves.
Putting the young bamboo leaves into the backpack, Yi Qiu found a lot of colorful feathers in the wild bamboo forest while pulling the leaves. These should have been left by the bamboo chickens.
There are still quite a lot of wild animals in the mountains, especially now that the villagers have moved out, and the wild animals’ activity areas have also spread a lot.
Of course, Yi Qiu was not very interested in bamboo chicken.
Although the taste is okay, there is too little meat and too many bones, which makes it not very satisfying to eat.
What made Yi Qiu more curious was another footprint next to the feathers of the bamboo chicken.
It looks a bit like a dog, but is much more slender than a dog's footprints.
Even under the effect of Yi Qiu's tracing, the traces appear relatively shallow.
These should be the footprints of a wolf.
There are wolves in the mountains. Although there are not many of them, judging from the scattered encounters of the villagers, they do exist.
Yi Qiu is not very interested in wolves, after all, the taste of wolf meat is really average.
But what makes Yi Qiu interesting is that this seems to be a young wolf.
Speaking of which, Yi Qiu never saw any wolf cubs in the cub den.
So Yi Qiu was still a little curious about the wolf cub.
After thinking about it, Yi Qiu decided to catch up and have a look.
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Because the effect of lv1 tracking is within 8 hours, Yi Qiu directly followed the trace.
"brush……"
"brush……"
The densely packed wild bamboos were separated by Yi Qiu's brute force, but could not stop the progress of his tracking.
There aren't many other plants in the bamboo forest. Yi Qiu doesn't know the principle, but it's a good thing for him now.
In the bamboo forest, sunlight shines sparsely.
Yi Qiu lowered his head and followed the traces of the young wolf on the mottled light ground.
What surprised Yi Qiu was that he saw no trace of the adult wolf.
Yi Qiu suspected that the young wolf might have gotten lost among the wolves.
"thump……"
Yi Qiu walked straight through the sea of bamboo. After frightening a group of turtle doves, Yi Qiu finally found the young wolf lying on a pile of dead leaves.
This young wolf has unusual pure white fur, which is abnormal for wolves living in the mountains and forests.
Generally speaking, only snow wolves have this coat color.
Because pure white wolves have no protective coloring in the mountains and forests, it is difficult for them to find food and survive.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head. It may be due to albinism or other reasons that the wolf cub had mutated, so it was expelled from the wolf pack.
Yi Qiu walked to the side of the young wolf. The young wolf raised his head and glanced at Yi Qiu sadly, his blue eyes full of weakness.
Yi Qiu stretched out his hand to pick up the wolf cub, and then activated the psychic tattoo on his third hand:
"Psychic Tattoo: Arrowroot."
As the gentle life energy was instilled into the body of the young wolf, the young wolf slowly regained its energy.
Because he was held by Yi Qiu, the distance was too close.
Yi Qiu's life field covered the wolf cub. Even if he regained his energy, the wolf cub was still stuck there, not daring to move.
Yi Qiu touched the head of the young wolf. It felt furry and felt quite good.
After thinking about it, Yi Qiu was ready to take the wolf cub back.
Occasionally when you feel tired from reading, it’s good to play Lulang.
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Walking back from the previous path, Yi Qiu put the cub aside first.
I put some chicken soup mixed with chicken into it and let myself eat it.
Yi Qiu ignored it and just ran away and caught it again.
"Whoosh..."
Yi Qiu started running again on the flat ground under the stone mountain, and then quickly mobilized the energy in his body to attack the Eight Gate Dunjia:
"Eight Gate Dunjia, Shengmen, open!"
Feral veins protruded from Yi Qiu's bald head, and a violent aura burst out of Yi Qiu's body!
"Ouch..."
The young wolf who had just torn off a bit of chicken suddenly stiffened, and then when he found that Yi Qiu had no reaction, he continued to tear into the chicken furtively...