Chapter 7 Steamed Buns

"Steamed buns?"

"Whew!"

"Steamed buns?"

"Whew!"

"Steamed buns?"

"Whew!"

The wolf cub raised its round head and catered to Jiuyong with the strength of feeding, and one person and one wolf were happily playing there.

"Hahaha~!Sure enough, it's a good dog!I said you're a dog, you're a dog!

Jiu Yong happily kneaded the head of the steamed bun and was very happy, ignoring the resistance of the steamed bun, and forcefully summarized the other party as a dog!

Don't be surprised, steamed bread is so obedient to cooperate with Jiu Yong at the moment, it is not that Jiu Yong said something to move the other party, but said a word softly in the ear of the steamed bun.

"If you don't obey, I'll eat you!"

Jiu Yong knew the truth of beating a stick to give a piece of candy, and he fed the steamed bun with an elixir that he had deceived from the old man.

The wolf cub who originally didn't react, and even looked down on him a little, when he heard this, the little guy's weak body was trembling with fright, and before he could react, the other party fed it a little sweet ball, and after tasting the sweetness, the wolf cub wittily chose to surrender to Jiuyong's obscenity.

Jiu Yong's performance made Jiu Yong extremely satisfied, and he didn't think that it was because of his threats and intimidation methods. Seeing the steamed buns screaming so cooperatively, the happy Jiuyong easily held the steamed buns in his arms and rubbed them for a while, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became.

"Old man, I know you still have it, give me all your pills! If you don't give it to me, you can't give it to steamed buns!"

Jiu Yong cheekily continued to ask the old man for the elixir, he definitely had reason to believe that the old man had the elixir, and he didn't mean to be polite to the old man, so he stretched out his hand and asked for it.

"The wolf cub is still young, and don't remember to eat more!

The old man looked at the outstretched hand, and reluctantly threw a storage bag to Jiu Yong, what this kid did to the wolf cub, he knew very well. couldn't help but roll his eyes at the wolf cub, and even the wolf king and his wife who were hiding in the woods were speechless for a while.

Cowardice!

The wolf king and his wife watched their children succumb to each other's obscenity, and their hearts were mixed. That is, I am glad that my child is smart, and he will judge the situation at such a young age, and choose to protect himself wisely, and there is no blind confrontation in the case of unequal strength. And I feel ashamed that my child does not have a little discipline and backbone, and he was so intimidated by the other party, and immediately confessed!

Shame, shame, the dignity of the wolf clan has been lost.

But when they saw Jiu Yong asking for the pills from the old man and feeding the pills to the cubs one by one, he was shocked and relieved, and he was relieved that in the current situation, their choice was not wrong. What worries me is that this kid hasn't even considered whether the wolf cub can resist the overeating of so many pills.

This can't be blamed on Jiuyong Meng Lang, but he doesn't have this concept in his mind at all, and he never thought about how much energy such a small pill can have, and how it can support the other party. And he misjudged how the steamed bun was the size of a month, but he didn't know that the steamed bun was only ten days old.

The phrase "having milk is a mother" has a perfect interpretation at this moment, and the steamed bun eats the pill fed by Jiuyong, and has already forgotten Jiuyong's initial intimidation.

In the following days, in addition to cultivating, Jiuyong was more teasing the steamed buns, and sometimes he commanded the steamed buns to bite the old man.

I don't know if it's because I ate too much pill and made the steamed buns stupid. Since then, for Jiuyong's order, steamed buns are also a tendon, no matter what it is, they will not hesitate to execute, every time they are faltering, even rolling and crawling to the feet of the old man, biting the trouser leg and not letting go.

The old man's hands trembled when he was angry about this! He brought back the steamed buns, and he also gave them the pills. But this white-eyed wolf only listened to Jiu Yong's words, even if he tempted the other party with the pill, he would only get a steamed bun and stare at him cautiously, as if what he took out was poison, and what Jiu Yong took out was the elixir.

Especially when he saw Jiu Yong laughing proudly on the side, the old man suddenly felt faceless, and he was angry!

borrowed the steamed buns easily, Jiu Yong didn't bother to take care of the old man, and now he will take some time to play with the steamed buns every day.

In fact, he himself knew very well in his heart that he was completely coerced and enticed to make Mantou reluctantly accept him. Therefore, he must make good use of these advantages that are not considered today, let Mantou accept himself from the heart as soon as possible, establish some bonds with him, and become a brother and sister. Otherwise, he only cares about cultivation, and as time passes, his relationship with steamed buns will eventually stop there.

As the saying goes, the sun and moon are idle in the mountains, and the cold and summer do not know the year, if it weren't for watching the steamed buns grow up day by day, he almost didn't notice that time passed day by day.

I don't know how long Jiu Yong has been in this world, a year, two years? Because there is no such thing as a comparison of things and a calendar, Jiu Yong's concept of time is becoming more and more blurred. With Mantou and the old man's company, he rarely thinks of his relatives on the other side of the world.

Habit is really a terrible thing, from the initial resistance to cultivation to the current subconscious choice to cultivate, my mind is also full of things about cultivation.

sighed softly, in the face of all these changes, Jiu Yong had already chosen to accept the facts calmly, and he would be safe when he came. His own cultivation has also been stuck in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining for a long time, so long that he himself doesn't know when he will be confused about the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

As for whether he has a wisdom root and whether he can build a foundation, Jiu Yong is very open-minded and doesn't care too much about this matter. Whether he can build a foundation and cultivate immortals doesn't mean much to him now. It's done, thinking that this is also the will of God, so it's hard to say that he will give it a go. If it doesn't work, it's fate, and he admits it.

Just let it be.

And for so long, it was no surprise to him, the big guy who had been in the water trying to catch them. In their eyes, his movements must have been ridiculous, and many times, they even estimated that they were swimming around him in order to see him gritting his teeth and helpless.

From the initial vigilance, to the current ignorance, and even deliberately swimming to his side to tempt him to do it, the feeling of being slighted by a school of fish is really uncomfortable.

Now that Jiu Yong is meditating every day, in addition to the necessary cultivation and meditation, catching fish has become his obsession, even if he doesn't need to be urged by the old man, he will do it. Even once, when he stared at the lake in a daze full of resentment, the old man was so frightened that he thought he had gone mad, for fear that he would have a bad idea.

In recent days, however, he has rarely gone down to catch fish. It's not that he compromised, but for a long time, he hasn't even touched the tail of the fish, and he needs to reorganize his thoughts, and he can't be led by the nose by the Wenbo fish.

The old man once said that the world will catch the fish as a symbol of the strong, so there must be a fish in other places.

Where there are fish, there are fishermen. Then the method he is using now must have been tried by many people! Regardless of whether others succeed or not, he needs to change his thinking, or say that he is going off the rails.

After all, he has nothing to do with the word strong now, but is just a dust that is not even a scum!