Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 878 Horror Stories in the Miaodao Xianzong

"cluck cluck cluck"

In the qiluo tent covered with holy white soft fur, a beautiful woman is lying on the bed with her snow-white Hu Meier in her arms.

Suddenly, when she opened her eyes, she saw Meier's teeth chattering up and down, her body trembling, she tried her best to burrow into her arms, as if she wanted to seek a little warmth, a little comfort.

Seeing it like this, the glamorous woman thought it was having a nightmare, and quickly called out: "Meier, Meier!"

"Um"

Hearing the master's voice, Mei'er woke up in a daze, and immediately slipped into the master's arms, lying tightly on the two soft and stalwart snow peaks, not daring to leave for a moment.

It still seems to be enjoying it.

"Mei'er, are you having a nightmare?" the beautiful woman asked with concern.

"I don't have nightmares."

Mei'er shook her head, and said angrily, "It's all the fault of Gongliang, who told a strange story in a good manner. The story is so scary, so scary, I was scared to death."

"Oh, what a story, tell me to scare me too."

The glamorous woman lay reclining on the bed with her arms extended, her graceful and undulating figure exuding all kinds of amorous feelings.

Mei'er thought about it for a while, and suggested: "Master, I don't want to listen to it. The story is so scary. If the master hears it, he will be like a slave. He will be too scared to sleep."

The beautiful woman sneered and said, "Tell me."

Helpless, Meier had no choice but to say, "That's a story that happened in another mortal world. It's about a wicked and smoldering tomb robbery story called 'Ghost Blowing the Lamp'. Tomb robbery isn't sightseeing, it's not reciting poems, it's not painting. embroidered"

Today, Mi Gu seemed very energetic, staying up late, lying on Papa's belly, watching with wide eyes, flicking her nine-colored tail, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" Gong Liang wondered.

"Papa, I want to listen to stories, nice stories, different stories."

Migu blinked his big eyes and said.

What happened to her little friend today made her feel a sense of crisis, so she planned to ask Papa for a different story.Otherwise, everyone has heard the story she told, so what if no one listens to her story in the future?She is very, very powerful.

"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"Papa, I want to listen to the story before going to sleep."

Seeing the serious look in the little guy's eyes, Gong Liang had no choice but to find a nice story to tell her.

For the little guy, he naturally couldn't tell her about Kong Rong making pears, Sima Guang smashing the vat, two mice stealing eggs, three little pigs, three little monks without water, three mice stealing lamp oil, and the big bad wolf. Little Red Riding Hood and other stories, so I found a very popular novel "Dou Po" in my previous life and told it.

"Then Papa will tell you a nice story. It is in a place called Douqi Continent. What people cultivate there is not called true qi, but dou qi. Looking at the test magic stone tablet, it is so shiny that it is even a little dazzling. The boy's face was expressionless, and there was a hint of self-mockery on the corners of his lips. With his tightly clenched palm, the slightly sharp nails pierced deeply into his palm due to the force, causing waves of heart-piercing pain."

Yuan Gungun was sleeping, but when he heard something, his ears moved, and he immediately leaned over to listen.

Xiao Xiangxiang also listened intently.

"Xinyue, I heard a nice story today, do you want to listen to it?" In the nameless cave, the slightly frightened Baihe asked furtively.

A weak-looking girl who was sitting cross-legged glanced at it, and said, "Is this the story I heard in the valley again?"

"Well, are you listening?"

"It's been a long night, so let's talk and listen."

"Then I'll say it, cough cough"

Bai He cleared his throat, imitating Gong Liang's appearance, said in a low voice, with a dark and strange tone: "This is a story that happened in another mortal world. Blow the lights'"

That night, a story called "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" was secretly circulated in the Miaodao Xianzong.

Some people dismissed it, some were indifferent to it, and some didn't ask them to get up to practice, but they got up and dressed and walked out, but they were trembling with fear.Many people were so attracted by the storyline that they came to the cliff clearing in front of Xiawo Valley early the next day to wait.

"Um"

When the morning sun shone through the window, Gong Liang woke up stretched.

Looking back, Mi Gu and Yuan Gungun were still soundly asleep.They were probably tired after listening to the story last night in the middle of the night.So I didn't ask them to get up to practice, got up, got dressed and went out.

After washing up outside and exercising, he walked towards the valley.

Mr. Gongjia, Mr. Chengyuan and Mr. Ji had already got up, and watched from the edge of the field after eating.A group of desolate people are roasting animal meat and preparing breakfast.These guys can only eat barbecue, and it's hard to get them to cook anything else.

Gongliang saw it, and said to them: "It's not good to eat barbecue all day long. You can see which barbarian in the sect can cook well, and let him come over and cook for you. You can call a few more people, and the price is good." .”

Hearing the words, a barren man regained his spirits immediately, and said, "My lord, the bear girls from the Fuxiong Department can cook. But they eat a lot, and they need spirit rice as a reward, so most people are not willing to ask them to cook. "

Isn't the Fu Xiong tribe the tribe of the narrow-eyed Xiong Shisan?

Gong Liang waved his hand and said grandly, "It's not short of this Lingmi, just ask them to come over."

"Then I'll go right away." The barren man didn't care about eating, and ran out immediately.

Seeing this, Gong Liang shook his head again and again, stepped forward to greet Mr. Gong Jia and the others: "Mr. Gong Jia, Mr. Cheng Yuan, Mr. Ji, good morning."

"morning."

"morning."

"Morning." Mr. Gongjia responded, and then said: "The warehouse that the young master ordered to build when he left has already been completed by the Tiangong Institute. Would you like to go and see it, young master?"

Gong Liang looked up, and there was a row of tall houses on a mountain peak next to Lingtian in the valley, which was the warehouse built by Tiangongyuan.

The warehouse looked huge and imposing.

Gong Liang looked at it and said, "No need, we will go another day. How is the harvest this time?"

Mr. Gongjia stroked his beard under his chin and said: "Previously, you planted 430 acres of dragon teeth and harvested a total of [-] catties of spiritual grain; [-] acres of phoenix feathers harvested [-] catties of spiritual grain; One mu of rice yields [-] jin of spiritual grain. This is the weight of the husk. If the shell is removed, it is estimated that it will cost [-]% less. Although the harvest is incomparable with the spiritual field planted by the sect, the spiritual field in the valley has been abandoned for too long. It is no different from the raw field, and it is not easy to have such an output, after a period of cultivation, it should be able to catch up with the mature field planted by the sect."

"Um"

Gongliang nodded, there was fruit space, but he didn't really take this gain into his eyes.

Looking forward, the harvested spiritual field has been turned over again, and the excrement of spiritual beasts and poultry specially used by the sect to fertilize the field has been used for maintenance.The spiritual fields that have been planted with spiritual grains cannot be planted again. They must be cultivated for a period of time before they can be planted with spiritual grains again, lest the spiritual energy in the spiritual fields will decline and the quality of the spiritual fields will be damaged.

Outside the harvested spiritual field, the newly planted taro, sunflower, corn, and tiger beans are growing well, green and oily, which is really gratifying.

On the hillside, because of the abundant aura, the spiritual fruits are full of greenery and vitality, and some of them have already bloomed.

Gong Liang looked around and wanted to go back upstairs for dinner, when he suddenly remembered something, he couldn't help asking Mr Gong Jia: "Sir, is there anyone in the sect that raises animals or poultry?"

"Of course there are, but most of them are in the Twelve Immortal Mansions, and it is rare to see six caves and nine peaks."

"What do you feed?"

"There are many types, but most of them are chickens, ducks, and geese that are easy to raise. There are few beasts, such as mountain jelly, elk, deer, etc. Practitioners like me take more pills, absorb spiritual energy for cultivation, and eat meat. Few. Besides, there are beasts in the mountains, and fish in the sea are too many to eat, so there is no need to raise them, so there are fewer people to raise them."

"Oh"

Gongliang wanted to find out what kind of spirit birds and beasts there were in the sect, and planned to raise them in the valley for food, but he didn't expect that there were so few species.But being able to be kept in the Miaodao Xianzong is really extraordinary.

There are already chickens and ducks in his space, so there is no need to raise them.

So he asked, "I don't know what kind of goose it is and how it tastes like."

"If we talk about this goose, it has quite a history. It was originally an ordinary product, but was brought into the sect by a great scholar, and had an affair with a lion and a tiger, and gave birth to a strange goose species. Over time, it multiplied and became a kind of spiritual creature Its goose head is shaped like a lion, with tiger-patterned feathers. Although its claws are goose claws, they are as strong and mighty as a tiger. , many people in the sect praised it. If you like it, I will buy a few back."

"A few are too few, buy more seedlings and raise them."

"That thing is huge and very edible. If you raise too many, I'm afraid there won't be enough food in the valley."

"Then buy less and throw them into the mountains and let them look for food on their own."

"it is good."

In addition to mountain paste, Gongliang asked Mr. Gongjia to buy some mountain paste, elk, and deer to raise, and also bought some chickens and ducks.Although there is space, the varieties in the sect may be better, and they can be replaced at that time.

After giving the order, he chatted with Mr. Gongjia and others for a while, and then returned to Feixia Tower.

Yuan Gungun and the others were still sleeping, but Gong Liang told them to get up and eat.It just so happened that the three sisters of the Yan family had finished their cultivation, so they ate together.

They ate on it, but there were more and more spiritual pets and people outside.

After eating, the three sisters of the Yan family began to do their homework.Yan Jingshu is reading, Yan Yanshu is painting, and Yan Yushu is practicing calligraphy.Although she lost her parents, the eldest sister was like a mother, and Yan Jingshu never missed a moment in her two younger sisters' education.

Gong Liang had nothing to do, so he took out the "Jade Scenery Classic" given by the third senior brother and looked at it. The scripture given by Dongmeng Zhonggong not only contains the detailed division of each realm, but also his personal practice perception. Practice is very helpful.

Yuan Gungun saw that they were busy one by one, so he took out the animal fur and spread it on the ground next to Gongliang, curled up and fell asleep.

Papa was reading, but Mi Gu didn't dare to disturb her.

But she had nothing to do, she was so bored, so she flapped her wings, looked left and right, looked here and there, never idle for a moment.

What the little guy dislikes the most is writing and reading, so he is very interested in Yan Yanshu who is painting, so he flies to her to watch.With a wave of Yan Shuyu's pen, a rolling hill appeared; a few minutes later, a few clumps of forests were lush and lush; a few more strokes, a few ferocious beasts flew across the forest.

Looking so miraculous, Migu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

(End of this chapter)