Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Panicked Chicken
"Erniu!"
"Huh?"
Feng Qing'an, who was gulping braised pork, raised his head and looked at Yin, who had a hesitant look on his face.
"What's wrong? Mother! ”
"You ......"
Yin looked at his son in front of him, still hesitating.
"I'll tell you!"
Looking at Yin's hesitant appearance, Feng Shouli, who was also eating at the table, couldn't stand it, this originally honest and honest man has changed a lot in the past year, at least he is willing to wear a thick brocade dress that exudes luxury.
"Now that it's the end of the year, your mother and I have a lot of things to do, and we may not be able to come back at night, you have to stay at home alone these days, if you are really afraid, I can send you to my grandfather!"
Feng Shouli said bluntly, as soon as he heard this, Feng Qing'an almost laughed, he knew that his father and mother had a lot of industries in the county, and it was estimated that the New Year was approaching, and he couldn't be busy, so he wanted to squeeze out more time.
"No, what are you going to do at your grandfather's house? How can you live in your own house and be safe, you can go and get busy, don't worry about me! ”
Feng Qing'an looks well-behaved and docile, although he goes out for a walk every night, but it is not more convenient for him to be the only one left in this courtyard, as long as he does not cause any damage, it can be said that he can do whatever he wants.
"Let's go to your grandfather's, I'm always at home when you're alone!"
Yin couldn't help but worry, although her children were very sensible, but in her eyes, Feng Qing'an was just a child who hadn't grown up after all.
"Who said that I was home alone, didn't I have Montenegro with me?"
Feng Qing'an didn't care about Dao, even if he didn't borrow demonic power, he didn't feel that there was anyone else in the village who could threaten him.
"Is that the black mountain you raised?"
Feng Shouli couldn't help but question at this time, this dog disappeared in their house for a while, but suddenly one day, his son led a big black dog and said, this is the lost black dog, although the size is about the same, but the hair has become too black.
"Why not!"
Feng Qing'an immediately shouted outside the door,
"Montenegro!"
Suddenly, a black shadow rushed like a black whirlwind, squatting in front of Feng Qing'an, shaking his tail vigorously at him, and even shaking out the afterimage.
"What are you doing squatting, stand up!"
Montenegro suddenly stood on all fours.
"Sit down!"
Montenegro obediently did so.
"Shake hands!"
Feng Qing'an stretched out his palm, and the huge dog paw rested on his palm.
"Get down!"
"Open your mouth!"
"it!"
After a demonstration of flowing water, in the end, Feng Qing'an even outrageously let Montenegro learn to act like a human being, so he stopped, and then looked at Feng Shouli and Yin, who were already stunned, and asked,
"What other dog can do this but Montenegro?"
"This ......"
The couple looked at each other and couldn't speak for a while, they had seen similar scenes before, and they also knew that their son's dog was more spiritual than the dog in the village, and he could understand whatever he said, and he could carry it out.
"This goes out for a while, and the appearance has changed too much!"
Yin muttered in a low voice, but didn't say anything more, after all, this dog is so obedient, it is indeed rare, not Montenegro is better than Montenegro.
"As the saying goes, the eighteenth change of the female university, this person can change his appearance when he grows up, this dog can grow much faster than a person, Montenegro was originally small when he left, and now it has been a few months, and it is nothing to change his hair and become blacker, it is rare, it is rare to be so obedient, and he can also take care of the house, there is Montenegro, and Erniu can stay at home alone."
Feng Shouli found an extremely unscrupulous reason, because except for the slight abnormality of the hair color, this dog did give him a feeling that was not much different from the previous Black Mountain, and there was nothing to worry about.
"What about eating and drinking?"
"You're still worried about this? Aren't all the chickens and ducks in the yard for him? If you're really hungry, kill yourself! ”
Feng Shouli didn't care, he was distressed before, but now he has long been used to it, after all, he didn't waste it, he wasted it in vain, and he ate it all into his stomach.
But even so, the Yin family still talked a lot about Feng Qing'an after the meal, and even after finishing speaking, he was still unsatisfied, grabbed Montenegro, pulled it, and told Montenegro to protect Feng Qing'an.
Feng Qing'an glanced at the confused dog with a capital written on his face quite sympathetically, and then took this opportunity to escape, not to run at this time, but when.
And in the early morning of the second day after the couple left home, when the snow in the sky was falling one after another, and there was peace between heaven and earth, Chiguo's upper body and feet walked into the courtyard with the snow.
At this moment, he is already cold and heat, and the reason why he doesn't wear clothes and shoes and socks is because even if he wears them, it is meaningless, with his current physique, he can easily make these ordinary clothes crack, and he can't withstand his current strength at all.
Oh~
In the snowy weather, swaying in the chicken pen, the big rooster that looks silly and stupid is particularly conspicuous, but Feng Qing'an will not be deceived by this clumsy disguise.
He took a step forward, a distance of nearly ten zhang, and when he reappeared, he had already grabbed the colorful golden chicken, which was so frightened that it screamed, but its wings could not flutter anymore, because it had been caught by Feng Qing'an.
"Identification!"
【Race: Golden Chicken】
【Attribute:Poultry】
[Potential Level: Enlightenment: Superior]
[Power Level: None]
This guy's potential level has risen again, and it is still under the condition that Feng Qing'an basically doesn't take care of it, but Feng Qing'an has already found the reason.
"My hair, is it delicious?"
As soon as he heard Feng Qing'an, the big rooster who was struggling with these words froze instantly, and his dark eyes widened, and at that moment, he revealed extremely rich emotions.
Shocked, terrified......
Feng Qing'an didn't see too much, but he could see that this guy did understand people's words, and the so-called combat power could only be used as a reference.
This guy is a monster in every way except that he has no demon power.
Feng Qing'an also knows the reason why this chicken didn't turn into a demon, because it has never left the yard, under the suppression of Haoran righteousness, even a big demon has to lie down, not to mention such a chicken, he still wants to become a demon, he wants to fart!
"It looks delicious!"
Feng Qing'an let go of his palm and let the chicken flutter to the ground, and the colorful brocade chicken, which had regained its freedom, was no longer stupid at this time, and froze in place, not knowing what to do, looking extremely entangled.
"How? Would you like to go with me into the mountains? ”
Hearing this, the colorful brocade raised its head, glanced at Feng Qing'an, and then cautiously took a step back, conveying its meaning very clearly.