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Struggling to steady his breathing and control his body, Rayong was waiting for Xiao Cui to make a move. If he was not mistaken, Xiao Cui's thorn has a paralyzing effect, as long as the stab hits, it can effectively reduce the speed of the mouse's movement.

The big rat approached Rayong little by little with small steps, its big soybean eyes constantly looking around, and the beard on the tip of its nose moved as if it was discerning the fluctuations in the air flow around it.

One meter.

Half a meter.

Suddenly.

"Do~"

Only an inaudible voice sounded, and Xiao Cui shot out a flying thorn.

The spike was still in the air, and the big rat's beard moved, and suddenly stopped, and quickly turned around to try to escape.

"Puff~"

The spike stabbed the rat in the ass.

The rat stiffened.

This is the time!

Luo Yong's eyes sharpened, his right hand instantly held the triangular fork, raised it upward, and aimed the tip at the front of the head of the big mouse, and threw it violently!

"Poof!"

The big rat moved a step slower, and was stuck with a triangular fork, nailed to the ground and unable to move.

Rayong breathed a sigh of relief. After waiting for so long, it was not in vain.

He raised his right arm and flicked it a few times. Just now, I used too much force, and the muscles in my arm were a little sore. It's so hard to catch a mouse, it seems that I need to step up my exercise.

Stand up and turn on the lights.

I saw a fat rat nailed to the ground in the corner of the wall, blood flowing all over the ground, but it was still struggling. The triangular fork is a little shaky, and it seems that the struggle is not small.

Rayong walked over and pressed the triangular fork, and the triangular fork was as stable as Mount Tai, and no matter how much the mouse struggled, it had no effect.

The cactus ball Xiaocui is still persevering in shooting flying thorns, it seems that the mouse does not die, it will not stop, but unfortunately there are not many thorns left on its body, and it is about to upgrade to a real "bald hair".

Luo Yong walked over speechlessly and moved Xiao Cui to a meter away from the mouse. Xiao Cui's range was only half a meter, and when it was out of range, it naturally stopped shooting.

Xiao Cui exuded a sense of dissatisfaction, it seemed that she was a little unwilling not to kill the big rat, and only after being appeased by Luo Yong could she be regarded as settling down.

After a while, the struggle of the big rat gradually weakened, and under a large amount of bleeding, it was already dying. Rayong stepped on the mouse with his foot and pulled out the triangular fork to deliver the final blow.

The big rat tilted his head and died.

Rayong took a deep breath, crouched down, and pressed his hand to the mouse.

Next, it's the main event.

The Faun Jue worked automatically, and a suction force emanated from his palm, and the big rat dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rayong could clearly feel that streams of energy containing abundant vitality were flowing down his right arm and heading towards his body.

Soon, the energy of the big rat was completely drained, and only a skin and a skeleton remained.

Luo Yong closed his eyes and looked at his sea of knowledge, and the phantom of that little bit of life light condensed a little, almost worth half a night of his own cultivation.

In other words, absorbing the life energy in the bodies of one hundred and twenty rats can condense a little light of life.

Originally, he thought that there were a lot of rats in the granary, but now, he felt that there were few. Can't even condense a little light of life, and there are quite a few?

However, life energy is certainly not limited to mice. Rayong plans to find several more animals to experiment on to see which animal provides more life energy.

After cleaning up the mouse carcass, Rayong turned off the lights in the granary and took Xiaocui back to his room.

There are not a few thorns left on Xiao Cui's body, and it is a little unrealistic to expect it to help her catch mice. What's more, catching mice by yourself is tiring and slow, so let's see the situation of the rat trap tomorrow.

After some experiments, Rayong's mind also settled down and stopped thinking nonsense. He sat cross-legged, eliminated distracting thoughts, and slowly entered the cultivation state.

Under the operation of the "Faun Shen Jue", a trace of cool breath was constantly absorbed by his body, flowing along the meridians in the body, and then being pulled by the original breath in the body, running according to the method of "Faun Shen Jue".

In this process, these cool breaths continue to seep into the body, subtly changing Rayong's meridians, muscles and bones.

At the same time, in these cool breaths, some faintly invisible green light points were separated, and when they ran along the meridians to the Tanzhong acupoint, they broke away from the large army, spontaneously ascended, and finally converged on the little light phantom of life in the sea of consciousness.

The phantom has solidified a little bit again, and I believe that in another month and a half, a little light of life will be condensed again.

Perhaps, the time will be much shorter than a month and a half.

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The next day, just after six o'clock, Rayong stopped cultivating, hurriedly changed his clothes and went to the granary.

It's been nine hours, and I'm going to have to catch a few mice.

Opening the granary, Rayong took all the rat traps back.

One, two, three......

Ten rat traps caught fifteen rats!

However, these fifteen rats are all less than twenty centimeters, one size smaller than the one last night, and should not be more than four years old. It seems that the rat trap has not been used for a long time, causing the rats born later to lose vigilance against the rat trap.

In previous years, the rat trap was used to catch mice, more of a warning, and there were very few rats that were really caught, only one or two in a few days, which was completely incomparable with today.

Rayong took out the triangular fork from yesterday and poked all the rats to death before taking them out of the cage. No way, he didn't dare to risk being bitten by a rat.

Fifteen rats have all absorbed it, which is roughly equivalent to the results of five days of cultivation. If you want to condense a little new light of life, you really have a long way to go.

After cleaning up the dried rats, Rayong changed all the rat traps and put them back in the corner of the granary, ready to harvest them again tomorrow morning.

When I got home, I was just in time for breakfast.

Rayong had breakfast, said hello to his mother, and began to wander the mountains looking for other animals.

There are voles in the ground. It's just that although the vole is fat, Rayong can't find a rat hole, so he can't catch it at all.

There are rabbits and pheasants on the mountain, but the farm is full of machinery, and these animals generally do not come down at all.

Although there are fish in the lake on the farm, the difficulty of fishing is no less than catching voles, not to mention that most of the fish in the lake are poisonous, and his family usually does not eat them, and there is not even a fishing net at home.

Although there are many insects in the field, they are too small to absorb them at all.

An hour and a half later, Rayong sat on the ridge with nothing to be found, looking a little depressed.

With the shotgun he had brought from home on his lap, he rubbed the barrel and sighed helplessly.

Usually he always thinks that there are a lot of animals on the farm. There are arthropods bouncing around the meadows, fish that can be seen but not eaten in the river, and various small animals stealing fruits, vegetables and grains from time to time.

How come you can't even catch one of them when you need them?

At this time, the grasshopper flew in front of him suddenly, landed on the grass next to him, shook its two tentacles, and chewed something comfortably.

Rayong stared at the grasshopper and felt that even the grasshopper was mocking him.

Although he usually doesn't exercise much and spends most of his energy on studying, he hasn't reached the point where he is not diligent, so why can't he catch anything?

Kicking it over, scaring the grasshopper into flapping its wings and flying away, Rayong's heart was comforted.

Forget it, let's go home first.

Standing up and shouldering his shotgun, Rayong reluctantly returned home.

When I got home, it was close to ten o'clock, and He Xiu was chopping meat in the kitchen, preparing to eat wontons at noon.

Rayong watched his mother's movements, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his heart.

Wildlife is hard to find, so are domestic ones hard to find?

Although they don't raise them on their own farm, there are a lot of local green-haired chickens on the farm next door, which are about the size of a basketball and much larger than mice.

And there are pigs, cattle and sheep in the slaughterhouse, as long as you buy a few, wouldn't it be easy to condense the light of life?

Hurriedly saying hello to his mother, Rayong trotted to the front yard, drove to the blue cherry farm next door to buy a green-haired chicken and came back, killed it with a kitchen knife.

The strange thing is that until the chicken's body stopped twitching, the "Faun Shen Jue" in the body did not function on its own.

Luo Yong was a little strange, and he ran the "Faun Formula" to test it.

Under his closed eyes, the life fluctuation of the green-haired chicken in his hand was minimal, if he hadn't sensed it carefully, he would have almost ignored the past.

Could it be that this is the reason why the Faun Recipe does not absorb it?

He remembered that when his granary caught the big rat before, the big rat was like a cluster of flames in his senses, and although the vitality was not particularly strong, it could not be ignored.

This green-haired chicken is almost two or three times the size of a big mouse, why is the life fluctuation so weak? It's so abnormal that it's unacceptable.

Rayong hastily cleaned up the chicken blood on the ground, went back to the kitchen with the chicken, and gave the chicken directly to He Xiu.

When He Xiu asked, he was also casually perfunctory, and he was absent-minded even for lunch.

Three words kept circling in his head: Why?

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