The old hen tilted her head and stared at a nest of eggs.

The rooster was a little reluctant, but he went to the old hen's coop and sat down, and the rooster pressed the warmth of his belly against the eggs, so that the temperature of the eggs did not fall.

The old hen had a look of satisfaction in her eyes, and she flew down the coop and roamed the yard, looking for the food that the rooster had brought her.

Suddenly, the old hen's eyes lit up, and a small green worm pecked up from the corner of the wall, which was fat and tender and bright.

The old hen was very satisfied, and she dangled the little worm on her beak, and when she saw that she was dizzy, she swallowed it with a thud.

When the old hen had eaten her breakfast, she fluttered her wings, jumped up, and flew up the wall.

Its eyes looked at the newborn sun, and the sun shone brightly in its eyes, radiating divine light.

The old hen straightened her long neck, and she raised her head and opened her throat to the newborn sun:

"Oh oh oh... Whoa, whoa..."

The old hen is crowing at dawn, and her voice is not as majestic as that of a rooster, with a hint of softness in the clearness.

After hearing the rooster's crow, the rooster in the haystack was incubating eggs, and it slowly closed its eyes, not knowing what it was thinking.

Mu Feng woke up to the sound of chickens, he shook his drowsy head, walked out of the house, and walked towards Zhang Meng's room.

However, he found that Zhang Meng was nowhere to be found, and when he was puzzled, he smelled wisps of rich meat fragrance in his mouth and nose.

It was the smell coming from the kitchen. Mu Feng walked away.

"It's so fragrant, Aunt Rong, I haven't eaten meat for a long time. "Zhang Meng is burning the fire, and Rong Xue is stewing meat.

Zhang Meng woke up last night, thinking about eating meat.

"Then you're going to have to eat more fat bundlers. Rong Xue smiled.

Mu Feng was a little surprised, because he saw the old hen chirping Si Chen on the wall battlement.

"Mother, why is this old hen crowing?" Mu Feng walked into the kitchen.

"This old hen is fine, and the stew must be delicious. Zhang Meng looked at the old hen crowing on the wall, his eyes lit up.

The old hen seemed to be aware of it, and it fluttered its wings and jumped off the wall, looking at Zhang Meng cautiously.

"It's kind of weird. This chicken is our house that your grandfather Mo came to with the big greyhound after he left.

Since then, the rooster in our house has stopped crowing, but it has been crowing every morning. ”

Rong Xue said.

"Aunt Rong, I want to drink chicken soup. Zhang Meng said.

The old hen in the yard shuddered, and she clucked and ran towards the door.

The big greyhound barked, and he stood up, bit the deadbolt with his mouth, and opened the wooden door, and he and the old hen ran out of the house.

"I don't think the big greyhound and that old hen are weird. Mu Feng groaned.

He went out to see what was so strange about the strange pair of big greyhounds and old hens.

The big greyhound and the old hen walked very fast, and they ran and jumped on the village road and turned into the alley.

Mu Feng followed, he walked into the alley, and as far as the eye could see, he was looking for the traces of the big greyhound and the old hen.

At this time, there are many villagers in the lanes, who sell some of the caught game and the vegetables and fruits they grow.

Mu Feng walked around and took a look, he saw it with relish, there were many more people in this new sunset village than before, and there was also a lot more anger.

Mu Feng was fascinated, he liked this kind of fireworks in the world very much, and forgot about looking for the big greyhound and the old hen for the time being.

Suddenly, a thin figure ran out from the side in a hurry, and just bumped into Mu Feng's arms.

"Oh, it hurts me to death, are you made of iron?" The young man touched his forehead with his hand, obviously he was hurt by Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was stunned and looked at the young man in his arms, the young man bumped into his arms, and his forehead touched the cold iron armor he was wearing.

"You little doll is so unreasonable, why didn't you give me money when you bought my sugar gourd. Which bear child are you bullying me, an old woman. ”

A figure followed, she crossed her hands on her hips and looked at Mu Feng angrily.

This voice startled the young man, and he bowed his body, buried his head in Mu Feng's arms, and turned his back to the old woman.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, he looked at the young man in his arms, this was a young man dressed as a scholar, who seemed to be similar in age to himself.

His delicate side face was slightly red, obviously embarrassed.

"Iron pimple, help me. The young man put his head in Mu Feng's arms and said in a voice like a mosquito.

Mu Feng smiled slightly, he touched it from his arms, and wanted to take out the copper money to settle the bill for this young man, he had eaten this kind of sugar gourd before, and it was only a matter of one or two copper plates.

When the old woman saw Mu Feng and the young man together, she naturally thought that they were friends, and since Mu Feng had no intention of leaving, she was not urging money.

Mu Feng touched it for a long time before he remembered that after he practiced in Shuiyun Peak, he no longer had brought these worldly belongings, and his face was also embarrassed.

"You kid is also tight-faced, you won't have no money, right? Look at your dressed, scholarly appearance, how can you not have a copper plate?"

The old woman saw that Mu Feng didn't mean to give money, and her mouth urged like a cannon.

"Iron pimple, help me. That old woman is so fierce. I saw that this thing was red and delicious, so I took a bunch, but I didn't expect to give money.

She asked me for a copper plate, and I had any copper plates. Now you don't have a copper plate, is a copper plate worth a lot?"

The young man in Mu Feng's arms never raised his head, and he said in a low voice.

Mu Feng was amused by this stupid scholar who didn't know the fireworks in the world, and he didn't even know what the copper plate was, he said:

"This is called sugar gourd in your hand, children like to eat it very much, you go, I'll deal with it here." ”

"You're a child, you're still a real lump. But thank you anyway, next time I'll treat you to something good. ”

The young man in his arms was so relieved that he immediately hid his face with his sleeves and left in a hurry.

"This lady, I am Mu Feng, the son of Mu Ze's family, I forgot to bring money when I went out, and I ask you to be accommodating, I will go back and get it for you. ”

Mu Feng stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Striking iron..."The scholar who had gone away heard Mu Feng's words and muttered.

"Mu Feng, are you back? When will you go to Aunt Li's house to sit down, you see that you have lost weight, I raised a few chickens, stewed to make up for you. ”

Aunt Li, who was selling vegetables, saw Mu Feng, she was very excited, she had fled from Sunset Village, and she was naturally very enthusiastic after seeing Mu Feng.

"Since it's the Mu Ze family, forget it, your father is good, last time I asked him for a hoe, he also confiscated my silver taels. ”

The old woman said.

"Then thank you, auntie, I'll ask my mother Rongxue to send you the money later. Mu Feng said.

"Aunt Li, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you with Zhang Meng later. ”

Delayed by this matter, Mu Feng didn't have the heart to look for the big greyhound and the old hen, and when he returned home, he asked for some scattered silver to put on his body in case of emergency.

After eating, Mu Feng and Zhang Meng went to Mo Xi's tomb together.

He was silent, burning incense and candles, and bowing respectfully to the respected old man.

After that, Mu Feng and Zhang Meng went to visit their acquaintances in Sunset Village and said goodbye to them one by one.

"Fat Dun'er, I'm back to Shuiyunfeng. Mu Feng walked out of Sunset Village and said goodbye to Zhang Meng.

"Mu Feng, I will go to Shuiyun Peak to see you again when I have time, and then we will drink chicken soup and eat dog meat." ”

Zhang Meng looked at the chicken and dog beside Mu Feng and said.

The big greyhound and the old hen seemed to understand what Zhang Meng said, so they jumped behind Mu Feng and hid.

It's strange to say that the big greyhound and the old hen ran back after Mu Feng went home, and they followed Mu Feng together, and they couldn't get rid of it.

"You didn't tell my father about our attack. Mu Feng asked.

"Don't worry, my mouth is not tight, how can I tell my uncle and aunt such worrying things.

Don't let me run into that black-robed man again, fat grandpa, I'll beat him all over the ground looking for teeth. Zhang Meng said angrily.

"That black-robed man is no ordinary Qi practitioner, and he knows my whereabouts well, and he has already sensed some of my secrets.

In the future, I will be more cautious, the turtle totem can protect me for a while, but it can't protect me for a lifetime.

The black-robed man is a qi practitioner in the Creation Realm, and it must be a qi practitioner who has opened up more than three qi springs and cultivated the tattoo technique.

With my current strength, I am no match for it at all, and I want to improve my strength as soon as possible. ”

After Mu Feng saw Zhang Meng leave, he thought about the attack of the black-robed man in his heart.

"This is the big greyhound and old hen of Grandpa Mo's house, send it to Xiaoyu when she is free, she should like it. ”

Mu Feng looked at a chicken and a dog, he thought of Mo Xiaoyu, and he didn't know if this chicken and a dog could bring a trace of comfort to her heart.

Mu Feng returned to Shuiyun Peak, and this time he was accompanied by a big greyhound and an old hen in addition to the turtle totem.

Wang Tong sighed when he saw it, and he didn't know what this Mu Feng wanted to do.

Mu Feng's iron striking has already made Shui Yunfeng smoky, and now that he has raised poultry again, he doesn't know what kind of moths will be made.

But he couldn't offend Mu Feng, so he could only turn a blind eye and get by.

"Lord Qi Feng doesn't worry about it, what am I worried about here, people are getting old, and their thinking is not flexible. Wang Tong said.

"Don't run around, just stay at the handymen's office. If you're caught and eaten by other Qi practitioners who like to eat meat, don't blame me. ”

Mu Feng solemnly said to the chicken and dog in front of him.

The big greyhound and the old hen seemed to understand Mu Feng's words, and they walked around the miscellaneous servant without going far.

"I'm going to try my hand at striking iron in that hide. ”

Mu Feng came to the outside of the miscellaneous room, he held an iron hammer in his hand, standing in front of a cold iron several zhang in size.

He wanted to try the blacksmithing skills he had seen in the hides, and he already had the outline in his mind.

There were two iron hammers, one large and one small, suspended in Mu Feng's life spring, and he took out the small iron hammer and held it in his hand.

Mu Feng closed his eyes, and he was figuring out the first depiction of the animal skin that day.

Mu Feng stood beside Han Tie in a daze, his eyes closed, and he sketched the first portrayal in the animal skin in his mind.

Suddenly, Mu Feng opened his eyes, his eyes were shining with brilliance, he looked at Han Tie, looked at the hammer in his hand.