After lunch, Ye Xuan moved a wicker chair, lay down in front of the main room, touched his belly, and hummed comfortably to a tune he heard somewhere.
The weather is fine today, but there is a cool breeze, which keeps the temperature from being too hot.
The sunlight shines through the leaves into the courtyard and falls on Ye Xuan, making a sense of laziness radiate from the seams in his bones.
Nannan sat on a small chair with Fat Hu in her arms, tilting her head to look at Brother Ye Xuan from time to time. Listening to the ditty in his mouth getting lower and lower, gradually turning into a slight snoring, she rolled her eyes and left Fat Hu behind.
, also climbed onto the wicker chair and snuggled into Ye Xuan's hand.
Nannan was not sleepy at first, but leaning against Ye Xuan, she felt sleepy for some reason, and she fell asleep soon.
Fat Tiger sat next to the brother and sister's wicker chair, wagging his tail from time to time, and for a moment he couldn't help but started to have fun in the yard, chasing the leaves blown by the wind on the ground, turning over the stones in the corner, looking for a place to dig a
After pooping in the pit, he dug up the soil and buried it carefully.
After pooping, it felt hungry again. It looked around to confirm that the Ye Xuan brothers and sisters were still sleeping. Then it tiptoed to the woodshed and found the pots of bear meat following the smell of blood.
However, each pot of bear meat was covered with wooden boards and weighted with stones - obviously they were prepared for the fat tigers to steal their food.
Fat Tiger was only two months old at most, and was still a little puppy. Even if he tried his best, he could not push open the wooden board. He was so anxious that he squeaked around the wooden basin, and his tail waggled anxiously. After many attempts, he suddenly felt that there was too much in his body.
He felt a force and instinctively followed that force to push up.
The wooden board that had failed to move in several previous attempts was actually pushed open a gap this time!
It should be noted that the stones pressed on the wooden board are as big as three fat tigers!
However, that power only helped the fat tiger only so far. It only slightly opened the gap, but it was unable to survive. It lowered its head angrily and lay down next to the wooden basin, sticking out its tongue to dissipate heat.
‘Eating’ is the strongest instinct of all living things.
Giving up your obsession with eating is equivalent to giving up your life.
The fat tiger was also very stubborn about eating bear meat. It rested for a while, walked to the wooden basin again, and tried to push up the wooden board again. When the wooden board was pushed up by itself, a gap was opened, and then it tried to dig its paws into the basin.
Because the gap was too narrow, it naturally failed.
Every time it tried, it gained more control over the power in its body, and the gap widened until it could put its claws in.
Its fleshy paws were stained with blood in the basin. It quickly retracted its paws and leaned half against the basin, licking the blood from its paws.
This blood is all the remaining blood of Guizi.
It exudes pure blood, and the smell makes Fat Tiger want to swallow his own claws too.
It licked the blood off its paws and then cleaned up the blood stains left on the ground. Until there was no trace of its movement around the tub, it wandered out of the woodshed, lay down next to the chairs of the two brothers and sisters, and gradually fell asleep.
The sun gradually reaches a visible position looking up to the west.
Ye Xuan woke up from his sleep and saw his daughter sleeping in his hand, curled up in a ball. He smiled knowingly, slowly sat up from the chair, and carried her to her bedroom to sleep.
When Ye Xuan turned around to put away the rattan chair, he saw that Fat Tiger was still lying next to the chair. He subconsciously thought that something was wrong with the dog - cats and dogs are much more alert than humans, and the slightest movement can wake them up.
Ye Xuan was walking back and forth making such a big noise, but Fat Hu didn't react at all. He would naturally feel strange.
However, when he got closer to Fat Tiger, he heard the even breathing coming from its nose. He felt relieved and cursed: "Lazy dog!"
He didn't kick it awake, and let it sleep. He went to check the soaked bear skin, fished it out of the water, put it on the prepared half log, and peeled off the remaining flesh and blood on the skin bit by bit.
After this step is completed, you can proceed to nitrate.
After peeling off the flesh and blood, he was preparing to tan the fur when a shout came from outside the courtyard: "Open the door! Open the door!"
This shout was accompanied by a heavy knock on the door.
Ye Xuan frowned when he heard the sound.
Who is outside the door? Why is he so unqualified?
As soon as he thought about it, he thought that maybe the letter he sent had finally been accepted by the county government, and now he sent someone to inquire.
Thinking of this, Ye Xuan cleaned up the flesh and blood on the ground, closed the woodshed door, took a quick look around the backyard and found nothing unusual, then went to open the Taoist temple door.
"Here we come." A clear male voice came from inside the door. Zhao Qing, the county police officer who banged the door vigorously, retracted his palm and retreated behind the head catcher Zhou Tiehu.
The three county court officials' inscriptions in the shape of the character character are erected outside the gate of the Taoist temple.
With a clang, the door opened, revealing the deep hall inside, and a young Taoist wearing a blue robe standing between the two doors.
The Taoist stands as tall as a green pine. Although he is thin in stature, he has an extraordinary temperament. He has a quiet and inactive connotation that circulates around him, adding a sense of transcendence to him.
Cui Qingfeng, who was standing on the left side behind Zhou Tiehu, saw this, his eyes lit up, and he secretly praised in his heart.
"If the abbot didn't take good care of the Taoist temple, guide the pilgrims, and lock the door, could it be that he fell asleep inside?" At this time, Zhou Tiehu was the first to speak up. His face was full of impatience, and he opened his mouth with sarcastic words.
Why does this person look like he's taken some gunpowder?
Ye Xuan felt deeply baffled, his face remained calm, his eyes swept over the soap-colored police uniforms worn by the three people, and he responded gently: "The sky is fine, but I am temporarily sleepy. Please forgive me for neglecting the three officers."
Zhou Tiehu was feeling sulky when he came, and was about to look for an opportunity to vent his anger on Ye Xuan, but he didn't want to punch him on a ball of cotton. Not only did he fail to vent his resentment, but he was blocked back by Ye Xuan gently, and his heart felt even heavier.
A lot of bad vibes.
The other party responded calmly. If Zhou Tiehu was more concerned about it, he would appear aggressive and narrow-minded.
He could only groan, brushing the matter aside, and then said: "Yesterday you sent a letter to the county court, saying that you encountered a major event such as the arrival of the evil god in the Zhang family, and the county magistrate sent a certain family to come and inquire.
This matter."
After saying that, Zhou Tiehu raised his eyebrows: "Is this serious?"
When he asked this question, Ye Xuan suddenly complained in his heart.
Could it be that this catchy brainiac is broken?
I am using the Spirit Crane Talisman and sending letters to spread the word. Could it be that I am entertaining the county court?
If you think I am entertaining the county court, shouldn't you first investigate the Zhang family, collect clues, and determine the truth on your own? Like now, you already think I am lying, but you want me to prove my "lying behavior". How can I
Not nonsense?
However, for Ye Xuan, an outer disciple of the Yinxian Sect, the county court was especially a behemoth.
Even if he is the leader, he cannot afford to offend him.
After all, the imperial court, state court, county court, etc. in the world are all power institutions composed of disciples sent by each sect respectively, with Confucian and Taoist officials serving as civil servants of each court.
The superior can make decisions about matters involving practitioners in a place, and the inferior can judge disputes between ordinary people.
In other words, Ye Xuanyin's status as an outer disciple of the Immortal Sect is far from being separated from the jurisdiction of the county court.
He could only nod honestly: "This matter is true. I have sent another letter to inform the sect. I believe that in a few days, the sect will also send people to help investigate the matter.
Please come into the Taoist temple and have a drink of water. I will describe this matter in detail to the three chaplains."
As he spoke, he turned slightly sideways and extended an invitation to the three messengers.