"By the way, Dad, I remember that Uncle Li's grandson was born in the same year as Dongsheng," Liu Yingyan recalled.

"Well...... it's only a few months older," replied the old man, continuing to smack the dry tobacco on his lips.

Liu Yingyan's face showed a thoughtful look, young people, they all like bright and handsome and cool things, the old man's posture of fighting the enemy with all his might, Liu Yingyan was fortunate to see it a few times when he was young.

The red flame burns outside the body, and the bright light shines in all directions, like a glorious sun falling into the sky, and its majesty is breathtaking, and the viewer is fascinated.

Therefore, Liu Yingyan can also understand the mentality of Uncle Li's grandson. However, Liu Yingyan also heard his father talk in his early years, and all they could teach was the martial arts attack technique and the experience of refining the body.

As for what kind of martial arts true body to achieve, it depends on personal talent. Uncle Li has no problem with Liu Yingyan, so let the old people deal with it slowly.

The three of them were chatting, Dong Sheng took the earthen gun and prepared to go to Ebony Mountain to practice marksmanship, but he had not practiced for many days, and Dong Sheng was afraid that his marksmanship would become rusty.

With the consent of the two, Dongsheng carried the tool man on his back, hung a shotgun on his shoulder, and excitedly rushed out of the door.

Looking at the departing Dongsheng, Liu Yingyan and Old Man Liu were all smiling.

Liu Yingyan asked in a low voice, "Dad, didn't you not let Dongsheng go to Ebony Mountain before?" ”

"It's okay, there are some things that Dongsheng needs to face by himself, we can't protect him for a lifetime, since we have made a choice, we must learn to accept the reality." Liu Laohan said indifferently.

Turning over the ebony mountain, Dongsheng stood in front of the steel wire fence of the partition, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one, he bent his knees slightly, and then jumped up, easily jumped over the fence, and landed on his feet.

Dong Sheng took a deep breath, the fresh air from the dense jungle made his spirit startled, and even the speed at which Zhou Tian absorbed spiritual power in his body was a little more active.

Without further delay, Dongsheng walked quickly to the forest again, and his figure disappeared into the lush vegetation and began a pleasant hunting journey.

A few hours later, Dongsheng reappeared in front of the wire fence, with a few brocade cocktail feathers and egret crown feathers stuck in his body, and now the animals on the periphery of Mangshan have basically been plagued by him, and it took a few hours to meet a few brocade pheasants and egrets today.

If he wanted to get other loot, he could only explore the depths of Mangshan, but his grandfather had warned him not to go to the depths as much as possible, there were black blind people and big insects in it, and the winter life that had not yet reached the first day was a gift from nature in their eyes.

Dongsheng crossed the wire fence, carried his own booty with his earthen gun, and walked in the direction of home refreshedly, walking through the fields connected to the hillside, Dongsheng climbed over the ebony mountain, and was about to go home directly along the downhill road.

A feeling of being spied on made Dongsheng subconsciously look at the side of the mountain road.

In his eyes, a short black shrine stood not far away, about ten meters away from the downhill road, Dongsheng did not find the fork in the road of sacrifice, which made him suspicious in his eyes, the shrine was closed, an incense altar was placed in front of the shrine, and the ethereal green smoke rose.

There was only a lone standing incense stick on the incense altar, which had burned most of it, and there were no sacrificial items on either side of the incense altar.

Dongsheng stood on the mountain road, looking at the scene in front of him, with a look of doubt in his eyes, he was sure that the feeling of prying was coming from the shrine. It stands to reason that the sacrificial incense is generally three, but this incense altar has only one incense, and the more you look at it, the more weird it becomes, just like .......

"It's like ......, the old man who is dying, relying on his last breath to survive." Dongsheng's heart suddenly popped out of this sentence.

"Meow~", a clear cat meow sounded in Dongsheng's ears, which frightened Dongsheng and looked at the source suddenly.

At the top of the shrine, a black cat was lying on it, staring at Dongsheng for a long time, and Dongsheng's figure was reflected in his amber eyes.

Dongsheng can finally determine where the previous feeling of prying came from.

However, when this cat appeared, Dong Sheng's doubts in his heart deepened, his martial artist induction did not respond, how did a cat that seemed harmless to humans and animals avoid his keen sense and appeared on the shrine?

"Meow~......", the cat barked again, and then it jumped down from the shrine and jumped into the dense grass, the grass began to shake, and the cat came to the mountain road through the grass.

The black cat walked gracefully, slowly approaching Dongsheng, and gently rubbed his head on Dongsheng's legs.

Dongsheng actually likes cats and cats, but a strange scene in front of him made him dare not move in vain, so he could only freeze in place like a wooden man, still rubbing his calves by cats.

After waiting for a while, Dongsheng, who was full of vigilance in his heart, stared at the shrine, slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched the head of the black cat, the soft touch made his tense emotions relax slightly.

The cat seems to like him very much, and keeps rubbing his calves.

Seeing this, Dongsheng tentatively stretched out his hand, bypassed the forelimbs of the Xuanmao, and gently picked it up, but the Xuanmao did not resist and was still held by Dongsheng in his arms.

Dongsheng stared at the shrine and slowly retreated until he couldn't see the shrine, then he turned around and left quickly with the cat in his arms.

With the departure of Dongsheng. After a while, a faint white mist gradually rose in the forest of Ebony Mountain, and the white mist became thicker and thicker, until it was impossible to reach out and see the arm. The shrine that made Dongsheng vigilant still stood there without the slightest change, and the lone standing incense in the incense altar had been burned out.

The extinguished smoke took away the last trace of spark, and except for the abrupt thick fog, the shrine stood quietly in the years like an immutable stone.

The mist was stirred, and a figure shrouded in black robes and unable to see its face came out of the mist, and finally stopped in front of the shrine.

After stopping for a moment, the black robe bent down slightly, an old hand stretched out from the black robe, holding a standing incense stick in his hand, which was the same as the standing incense that had been burned out before, and inserted it into the incense altar, the old hand pinched the incense head, and the fine seal lines flashed from the palm, the standing incense was ignited, and the ethereal smoke rose again.

The fog began to dissipate, and when the light of the sky regained its light through the forest and shone on the mountain path, everything around it became clearly visible, except for the black robes and shrines that disappeared with the thick fog.

Dong Sheng ran from Ebony Mountain to the door of the house in one breath, opened the courtyard door, he walked into the small courtyard quickly, and closed the courtyard door with his backhand.

At this time, Dongsheng's hanging heart has only settled down a little, he has never seen any shrines in that mountain road since he was a child, and who would suddenly build a shrine there?

In case of indecision, slip away first to respect.

Dongsheng walked to the gazebo and put down the earthen gun and toolbox, only then did he realize that he was still holding the cat in his arms, and let go of his hand and the cat fell to the ground.

Then the cats jumped on the small table in the pavilion and hid on it to watch Dongsheng quietly.

Dongsheng thought it would be very afraid of life, but he didn't expect such a relative to be so bold at the same time, the reason why he took the cat away was that he himself liked cats since he was a child, and he was afraid that the cat would stay there for fear of accidents.

Seeing that this cat was so sensible, Dongsheng already had the idea of raising it in his heart.

In the small courtyard, there was no one else, thinking that Liu Yingyan and Old Man Liu should have gone to the ground.

Dongsheng took a sip of the tea on the small table, and couldn't figure out the reason for the strange thing before, so he had to put down his doubts and quietly sort out today's harvest, the black cat was still quietly squatting on the table, and Dongsheng's figure was reflected on the amber pupils.

Dongsheng finished tidying up, and practiced Fuhu Arhat boxing in the small courtyard, every time he practiced this boxing method, Dongsheng felt that his body cultivation was becoming more and more condensed, and every tiger roar could shake his own muscles, muscles, muscles, and bones.

It wasn't until the qi and blood were running jerkily that Dongsheng stopped practicing boxing and sat in the gazebo to quietly adjust his qi and blood.

Zhou Tian operated spontaneously, and the aura was absorbed into the body from nothingness, carrying the elements of heaven and earth to slowly change Dongsheng's body.

The door of the courtyard suddenly opened, Dong Sheng passively interrupted his practice, and slowly opened his eyes, since entering the First Heaven, he seemed to be able to refine his body at any time, and there was no limit that he could only practice two times a day. However, Pang Heiwa doesn't seem to be able to do it, saying that her head hurts after refining for a long time.

Liu Yingyan and Liu Laohan walked in from outside the courtyard, and saw Dongsheng sitting in the pavilion, neither of them cared, when they saw the cat, Liu Yingyan and Liu Laohan were stunned, glanced at each other, and nodded tacitly.

The two put the farm tools into the adobe house, and Liu Laohan walked to the pavilion, looked at the cat, and asked, "Dongsheng, where did the wild cat come from?" ”

Before Dongsheng could speak, the originally quiet Xuanmao suddenly pricked up his pupils and stared at Liu Laohan, as if he was happy to call him a wild cat.

Dongsheng spoke, "I picked it up on the way back." As he spoke, he told me about the strange things he encountered on the mountain road.

After listening, Liu Laohan nodded, his face did not show much surprise, ignoring Xuanmao's dissatisfaction with him, and said calmly: "This little mess in Ebony Mountain, there is nothing to do, it's normal." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Xuan Mao stood up, his sharp claws popped out of the meat pad, and he was angry at Liu Laohan, as if Liu Laohan's words made him unhappy.

Dongsheng hurriedly reached out and stroked the cat's head, which calmed down the fried cat, but the cat also turned around and ran out of the pavilion, seemingly not wanting to be in the same room with Liu Laohan.

"Tsk......t, your temperament is so small," Liu Laohan said sarcastically as he looked at the distant Xuanmao.

Dongsheng looked at the departing cat, and seemed to be a little staggering after Liu Laohan said that mocking word. Then there was a screeching scratching sound not far from the gazebo.

Dongsheng scratched his cheeks and asked with some shame, "Grandpa, can I raise it?" ”

"Hehe...... of course you can," Liu Laohan said with a smile, raising his hand and rubbing his grandson's head.

Then he paused, and as soon as he spoke, his face showed a look of squeezing, "I'm afraid that it will bite the chicks in our house, so grandpa will have to clean it up~." ”

The voice came out from afar, it seemed to be specially said to a certain cat, the sound of scratching became louder and louder, Dongsheng hurriedly said: "No, I think Yuanbao is quite obedient." ”

"Oh, good grandson, the name of ingots is good, it suits it." Liu Laohan said, deliberately accentuating the two words ingots.

Then he chirped dry smoke and walked leisurely towards the house.

Leaving Dongsheng in the gazebo, with a confused face.