Fu Bao woke up, but he didn't open his eyes, he felt that his spirit seemed to be bigger again, and his heart was happy, and his spiritual power spread out, heading in the direction of the mountain.

The trees and grass roots in the mountains felt the breath of the Camphor King, and they couldn't help but marvel, it was the Camphor King, and the speed of this spiritual power growth was too fast.

I remember that when the King of Camphor was only two months old, his spiritual power could only last for a few breaths, and he had to rely on them to deliver spiritual power to King Xiangzhang.

Now, they can lie at home and communicate with them, and they can also absorb the aura of heaven and earth, faster than they can absorb in the wild.

Also, the King of Camphor is finally able to communicate with animals, what does this mean, it means that King Camphor has cultivated the spirit, and only by cultivating the spirit can he communicate with animals and plants without barriers.

I don't know that Fubao is very anxious now, since she saw her grandfather and uncle groveling, and saw Jixiang kneeling in front of the county master, Fubao felt uncomfortable.

She is a camphor king, and all the trees have always been respectful to her, when she cultivates to the essence, even the land lord treats her with courtesy, where can she stand her family being so humble, so becoming stronger is the only way out.

Perhaps the idea was too strong, Fu Bao's breath began to be unstable, and the rich sister-in-law who was sitting next to her and sewing the quilt suddenly put down the needle and thread in her hand and hugged Fu Bao:

"Mother's Fubao, are you awake, do you want to shhhhhhhhh

Fu Bao's resentment was beaten by the gentle tone of the rich sister-in-law, and he was suddenly a little afraid, if it wasn't for this mother who woke him up, then ......

When I opened my eyes and looked at my mother, I really ate well during this time, and my face looked good.

"Cool"

Fu Bao shouted.

"Fubao, call again to listen." Sister-in-law Fugui was excited, Fubao has always been "going to go", and this morning she called "master, hug".

"Cool, seven." Fu Bao touched his stomach.

"Oh, my Fubao is hungry, there are dumplings and egg custard today, which one does Fubao want to eat first?"

"Family"

Fu Bao opened her mouth and said, she obviously wanted to talk about dumplings, how did they become a family.

Fugui's sister-in-law understood, smiled and first urinated on Fubao, and then carried her to the hall, still muttering: "My Fubao wants to eat dumplings, and if my mother breaks the dumplings, Fubao can eat them." ”

When Grandma Xiang heard the voice of Fugui's sister-in-law, she knew that Fubao had woken up, so she hurriedly put down the needle and thread in her hand and went to the kitchen to take out the warm dumplings and egg custard.

So, Fu Bao took a bite of egg custard, a mouthful of dumplings, and ate slowly, well, human things are really delicious, fragrant, salty, but lacking a little aura.

When the old man Xiang saw that Fu Bao had come out, he hurriedly asked with a smile: "Fu Bao, will Grandpa take you to the foot of the mountain tomorrow?" ”

When Fu Bao heard that he was going to the foot of the mountain, his eyes were crooked, and a small dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth, sure enough, Fu Bao liked the mountains, and the old man Xiang also smiled, as long as Fu Bao liked it, it would be okay to kill him.

Early the next morning, the old man Xiang walked to the foot of the mountain with Fubao, behind Xiangchu led the little bison, and followed with his younger brothers, the weather was getting colder and colder, and when the snow sealed the mountain, not to mention wild vegetables, even firewood could not be picked up.

When the villagers saw the calf held by Xiangchu, they couldn't help but be even more envious, but only five months later, the little bison had grown up, and the height was about the same as Xiangchu.

"Old man, your bison is estimated to weigh eight or nine hundred pounds." One of the villagers asked.

Old Man Xiang glanced at the bison, nodded with a smile, but muttered in his heart, what eyes, eight or nine hundred catties, it is estimated that more than a thousand catties.

"Old man, it's better to slaughter this bison and give everyone in the village a beef meal." A man's voice screamed, it was a temptation, and if the villagers agreed, the beef would be in their mouths.

Sure enough, the surrounding villagers nodded when they heard this, and those who had a good relationship with Old Man Xiang glared angrily, and the village chief's daughter-in-law scolded even more: "Then why don't you take out your chicken and give it to us to eat." ”

The dynasty can't slaughter cattle at will, but it's not limited to bison, so that man can pretend to be crazy and stupid to talk, but Fu Bao took it seriously, her little eyes flashed, and her spiritual power emanated.

The little bison received Fu Bao's spiritual power, glanced at the man who spoke, broke free from the rope in Xiang Chu's hand, and rushed towards the man.

Xiang Chu was frightened and shouted: "Xiao Hei, don't run, Xiao Hei, wait for me, Xiao Hei ......"

Xiang Chu's panicked cry made the villagers look over, and they saw the bison galloping in the direction of the man, and the speed was a little alarming.

"Xiangchu, if you don't chase the cow back, you will die." A villager shouted.

"Wangcai, run, the cow is coming to hit you." Another villager shouted.

It turned out that the man's name was Wangcai, Fu Bao remembered, and a pair of apricot eyes looked coldly at the man who lost a shoe because he was panicked.

Old Man Xiang was also taken aback, and hurriedly hugged Fu Bao tightly, and said in a low voice: "Fu Bao, the bison that killed people can't be kept." ”

Fu Bao was stunned for a moment, and also understood the meaning of his grandfather's words, well, it is not worth exchanging the life of his own bison for this person's life, and the spiritual power is radiated again, and he will be scared.

The bison saw that the man had fallen into the ditch because he was running too fast, and had received Fu Bao's spiritual power, and shouted angrily at the man: "Moo......"

Wangcai pressed his body tightly against the edge of the ditch, so that he could avoid the attack of this bison to the greatest extent, oh my God, this bison is still a calf, and the attack power is so great.

After waiting for a while, hearing the angry cry of the bison, Wangcai's heart shrank, and now he regretted that he should not provoke this cow.

The villagers watched the bison turn their heads, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, obviously having cowardice in their hearts, Xiangchu saw the bison coming back, and unconsciously took a step back, Xiao Hei was too scary.

"Xiangchu, take Xiao Hei and take him to graze."

Old Man Xiang said without moving, he was not worried at all that someone said that the cattle in the family were fine, and some people's chickens could also understand human speech.

The little bison became an obedient baby cow again, and the obedient Ren Xiangchu led it to the place where the grass grew, and Xiangchu saw that the bison was still obedient, and he also let go of his fear, in the end, it was a cow raised by his own family, and he would not hurt his family.

Old Man Xiang asked Xiangchu and them to herd cattle, and he took Fubao to walk around at the foot of the mountain, asking as he went: "Fubao, tell Grandpa, where do you like to build a house?" ”

Fu Bao finally understood what his grandfather was doing with her here, the spiritual power was emanated, the trees and grass roots were windless, good here, good there, the best on the mountain.