Looking up at this kind old man, after a while, Feng Buao nodded at him, "Grandpa, Bu Ao knows, Don Ao dare not say it." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In fact, he had a different feeling in his heart, he didn't tell the old man about the 10,000 high-grade spirit coins! Although he wasn't sure, he had a strong feeling that the dwarf would become a bandit, and in his mind, it was likely that he had prepared a plan to disadvantage everyone, and the reason was the 10,000 spirit coins!

Therefore, it is impossible for him not to say anything about the dwarf man and the others in fashion fashion! What he was thinking about was what to do to make everyone believe what he was saying!

Secretly looking at the kid's slightly rolling eyes, he nodded in his heart, and the corners of the old man's mouth were slightly raised, "That's good, it's rare for a child to have such a good physique at such a young age to run so far here." It's just that there are more tigers and wolves in the mountains, aren't you afraid at all? ”

"I'm not afraid" Feng Buao took out two daggers from his arms and held them for the old man to see. Seeing this, the latter shook his head with a smile and a smile on his head, and got up and walked towards the outside of the thatched hut. Although I didn't understand why he was like this, I quickly got up and followed him out of the thatched hut.

Outside the house, a few loud goose chirps sounded, and the flying goose flapped its powerful wings, rolled up some dust and sand, and flew to the old man's left shoulder in the breeze, and the goose's head rubbed the old man's hair a little funny.

The long gray hair, which was originally tied very uprightly, was pecked open by the flying goose two or three times, making the old man look like a cloak, and it seemed that this was the fun of the goose.

Outside the thatched house, there is a two-zhang square meadow, on the left is a thatched hut that is a little smaller than the thatched house, and on the right is a dilapidated rocking chair. The old man was not angry when his hair was messed up by the flying goose, and walked to the rocking chair.

Feng Buao looked at the white goose that was trying to stretch his neck and keep rubbing on the old man's head, a little greasy, why is this goose so bad, but I like this 'hateful' flying goose very much in my heart! Walked to keep up with the old man, "Grandpa Bai, where did you buy this goose, what breed is it?" I also want my dad to buy one to raise when I go back. ”

There was a hint of amusement in the old man's eyes, and he lay down in the rocking chair, while the goose jumped on his stomach and squatted. looked at the little ghost with a yearning face, and then he said: "Old man, this goose has nothing to buy in town, this is a spirit goose!" This guy was brought back by my tiger more than twenty years ago, he was still very young at the time, he was injured, covered in blood, and he looked pitiful, and I saved it. After that, the goose was gone, the mountains were lonely, and the old man had a companion, but he was also happy, and called him stupid on weekdays. ”

Feng Buao originally had some guesses about this flying goose, and at this time, the old man said that it was a "fairy goose", and he secretly said in his heart. It's just that this great goose is called a stupid head, and it's a bit cheap!

Anyway, it is a goose that can't be bought, and the wind is not arrogant, so he put away the heart that he wants to raise. After a pause, he asked again, "How long has Grandpa lived in the mountains?" ”

"The old man can't remember how long he's been here" The old man looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing with reminiscence, and there was a slight strangeness that he didn't understand how arrogant he was. Stretched out his hand and touched the back of the white goose on his belly, and smiled again, "I remember that my tiger was still very young at that time, I'm afraid it has been twenty or thirty years!" ”

"What about Uncle Hu'er now? Did you go to town to make money? Feng Buao walked up to him and looked around the thatched hut.

"Haha" The old man, who was originally a little distracted by something, suddenly laughed loudly, startling Feng Bu Ao, but he didn't reply to Feng Bu Ao's words, lying on his back in a rocking chair, closing his eyes, and enjoying the warm sunshine.

Seeing this, Feng Buao pouted, his heart was quite displeased, and he just wanted to make a sound, but at this time he heard the roar of a fierce beast nearby! His voice was like a bear, like a lion, and it felt a little like a tiger, but there was wind in the mountains and forests, and he was now in a valley-like position, and under the constant echo, it was impossible to hear what monster was roaring, but it was certain that if the beast came here, it would be bad!

The thoughts changed, and the bottom of his eyes faintly began to fluctuate with fear, and his eyes glanced at the old man who didn't seem to hear the roar of the beast, and in addition to being frightened, he had many doubts about this person! Trying to control his rather nervous thoughts, his tone was controlled so that he thought he was quite calm: "Grandpa Bai, there are wild beasts barking, aren't you afraid?" ”

The old man squinted and smiled, and looked at him rather playfully, "The old man has long been used to it, and if there is no beast song, I really don't know how lonely it should be." Don't worry, it's okay. ”

Feng Bu was arrogant and sighed casually, thinking: This strange old man has lived here for decades and is fine, there is no reason for him to have an accident as soon as he comes, don't be afraid. Thinking like this, his heart was also more steady, and when he didn't see a second chair, he sat down anywhere.

The two were silent for a while, Feng Buao saw that the old man had no intention of speaking, and felt that it was quite embarrassing for the old and the young to stay together without a topic, and opened their mouths to say something to him, but they were frightened away by a loud tiger roar.

He looked up with difficulty in the direction where the tiger's roar was coming, and only then did he realize that the rustle of the branches and leaves of the trees was not only due to the small wind, but also to the reason why the beast was rushing from the distant mountains!

When the wind was not arrogant, he immediately pulled out two daggers, holding black in his right hand and red in his left hand, and turned his head to the old man who seemed to have nothing to do with himself and was still basking in the lazy sun, and yelled urgently: "Old man, if you are dying, get up and help, otherwise we will all be eaten!" ”

The old man was still asleep, but the "quack ......quack" was the flying goose flapping its wings and clapping its hands like high-fives, and kept screaming, as if mocking the cowardice of the wind and not being arrogant.

"Stinky goose stupid goose bastard goose, I. I. I roasted you. Feng Buao was really crazy at this time, but the flying goose was still gloating, and he immediately pounced.

As a result, the flying goose flapped its wings a few times in succession to dodge in time, and the wind was not arrogant and directly pounced on the old man's stomach. The old man shouted bitterly, "You kid ......", and before he could say any more, the rocking chair and the two of them rushed over.

"Ahh The old man put both hands on his back, and pushed away the rocking chair that was pressing on his back.

After that, he quickly turned over and looked at Feng Buao eagerly, "Child, what's the pain?" ”

Feng Buao was actually just a pain in his right elbow, and he didn't suffer much damage. As soon as the old man turned over, he saw the thing in front of him, and suddenly his pupils contracted to the extreme, and he didn't listen to his words at all, and immediately forgot the pain in his elbow.

As if dragging a thousand pounds of heavy objects, he slowly raised his violently trembling left hand, and made a small movement, but it was difficult and abnormal to point in front of him: "Tiger Tiger Tiger... Old. Tiger. He was so excited that he didn't react to pick up the dagger next to him.

The old man touched his head, a little teasing, "Don't be afraid, this is my tiger, I won't do anything to you." ”

The wind is not arrogant, and I was shocked! It's hard to imagine that this old man actually lives with a tiger, and even more so this super big tiger in front of him, which is seven feet long and four feet tall! What kind of monster is this old man...

"Hu'er, lie down, don't scare the child." The old man caught a glimpse of the disbelief in Feng Buao's eyes, but he didn't take it seriously, and said to the tiger.

The tiger opened his eyes wide and tilted his head to look at the wind and was not arrogant, but he also whined a few times and then obediently lay down.

"Quack" flying goose screamed a few times, flew down from the sky, stood firmly on top of the tiger's head, rubbed the tiger's tiger ears with the funny goose head, and looked extremely intimate.

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