The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 120 Gyrfalcon and Food Reserves
Lao Wang was beaten up.

Then Pharaoh was beaten again.

And then.
Bear meat is delicious.

Charcoal-fired iron pot, long-simmering and long-cooking, there is no saying that the meat is not tender or fragrant.

The powdery and rich soup was swallowed into the stomach with a splash of crispy and dense meat. The sufferings of these days were all worth it at this moment.

Satisfied with wine and food, Li Cang gulped a few mouthfuls of hot water and scalded the 67° flame of the bottle for a long time.

The scalding wine seemed to have turned into a red-hot blunt knife, creaking and piercing his throat.

This thing is a must in Yanchuan. It is brewed privately in the workshop and has a low temperature of 58 degrees and a high temperature of 73 degrees.

Li Cang, a guy like Li Cang who always drinks beer chilled, will not be able to taste the mellow sauce of sorghum and five grains with this kind of liquor.

His face and neck were plated with a layer of red visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were slightly moist.

"call"

He let out a hot breath, took off his shirt,
"bring it on!"

Old Wang looked at Li Leisi,
"Why don't you come."

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's mainly because I've just been beaten, or twice, and my hands are shaking."

Li Leisi gritted her teeth,

"Then I'll come!"

She touched the sterilized needle-nose pliers,
"Then, then you have to be patient."

Facing Li Cang's body full of long and short wooden thorns, even an iron-blooded man like Li Leisi would look quite weak.

"I started pulling?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Li Cang said speechlessly, "I'll be sober in a while. Aww. Grab your hands"

A slender and irregular wooden thorn was pulled out from the fully grown flesh. This kind of pain cannot be covered by a little alcohol. The blood on Li Cang's face quickly faded, and rows of bean-sized sweat dripped became a river.

Lao Wang grinned with empathy,
"Teacher Cang, are you still successful?"

"It can't be done. It must be done." Li Cang squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "WDNMD dares to ask me for 200 coins for pulling out a few thorns. Does bullying me have no medical insurance? It's a small one time for pulling out a few thorns." Is the operation settled with Lao Tzu??"

One, another, and another.
Tai Xiaoyi muttered words,
"Look! Don't run away, don't be a useless person, even be afraid of such things, it will only hinder Zhong in the future."

She forced herself to look directly at the extremely uncomfortable bloody scene, but in fact her eyes were empty.

Every time Li Leisi pulled out a sharp thorn, she trembled, as if her spirit was being drained little by little by the mechanical movements.

"Well, Teacher Cang," Lao Wang said, "won't you bite my stick?"

Li Cang turned his head and looked at the sylvestris pine that had just been taken out of the pot and had boiled bear meat in his hand.

"Fuck you."

"Don't get excited, relax, you relax, I won't be able to pull out if it's tense—" Li Leisi hurriedly said, "Wang, you just don't know how to write dead characters, right??"

"Ah, hehehe, misunderstood, I was wondering if Teacher Cang would bite his tongue."

"roll!!!"

"okay."

For about half an hour, Li Leisi, who was in charge of the work, was about to collapse, her clothes were sticky to her body, and even the ground was wet with her sweat.

This is not just a matter of psychological endurance, especially to some extent, part of what Li Cang is suffering now is caused by her.

"The last one is gone, except for the steel bar on the arm." Li Leisi wiped the cold sweat from her head, "How are you?"

The last one is a steel rod embedded in the bone, which cannot be pulled out by force.

"Pray."

The 23 coins vanished into ashes and turned into a flash of green light.

In the next second, Li Cang jumped up from the chair with a whoosh, picked up the hammer and rushed outside, full of energy and walking like a tiger.

"Zhong Jianzhang!!"

"Mr. Cang, hello, what are you doing, calm down"

"Come on, I'll let you have a taste of Lao Tzu's stick!"

"Then change it, can you change it, this one will fucking kill people, hold the grass and help!"

In the room, Li Leisi and Tai Xiaoyi collapsed on the ground as if they had no bones, looking at each other exhausted physically and mentally,
"Pfft~"

Three poles in the sun.

Li Cang was woken up by the food reserves.

The food reserve who had just been detained for a day somehow escaped from prison.

Standing on the highest sharp corner of the roof of the stilted building with your head held high,
"Clack, cluck, cluck cluck~"

The four stood below, looking helplessly at the stilted building more than ten meters high.

The old king hesitated,
"Isn't crowing the job of a rooster?"

The food reserve flapped its wings, jumping up and down on the pointed roof of the stilted building, kicking off a piece of blue tile from time to time.

"This chicken is so arrogant, has it lived enough?" Li Leisi pointed to the black dot in the sky, "If I read correctly, it seems to be protesting against that old kite."

"Where is where?"

"Well, that's it."

Li Can and Lao Wang built a pergola, and only then did they see something in the sky.

"Good guy, it seems to be true."

Old kite is another name for sparrowhawk in certain areas in the north, usually including gyrfalcon, peregrine falcon, black-winged kite, etc., but anyone who can enter the village to steal chickens and catch rabbits can use this name.

These "kites" are strong and weak, some are common and some are not.

As strong as a certain subspecies of peregrine falcon, flying at a speed of 380km/h, you have to mark a "+" on the back, and sometimes you can even "cut" the head of a sea duck from its neck with one paw.

The weaker ones are basically tied with the prepared big cocks, and the two sides hate each other.

However, no matter what you say, they are birds of prey. How many weights do you store for a meal? How dare you stand on the roof and yell at them?

Li Cang squeezed his chin,

"This scene always feels familiar."

The kite descended quickly and hovered around the floating mountain above.

cursing tone,
"gehe~"

Yes, it's a gyrfalcon.

"Damn it! Is there such a coincidence in the world?" Li Cang's eyes wandered back and forth between the grain reserve and the kite, "Could it be the old Gyrfalcon who can only catch fish?!"

Old Wang was stunned,
"Teacher Cang, what are you talking about?"

That gyrfalcon left a deep impression on Li Cang, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like it.
It is basically impossible for non-professional ordinary people to distinguish the appearance of the two gyrfalcons, but looking at the posture of the avatar fighting chicken in the reserve food, if there is no old grudge between the two, who would believe it?

It seemed that there were too many creatures below, the Gyrfalcon hovered for a few weeks, and directly gave up the idea of ​​teaching the food reserves a lesson, and flew slowly and straightly in one direction.

The gyrfalcon was gone.

Food reserves are lost.

Li Cang was very tangled.

There seemed to be a lightning strike in his mind, and he had a bold idea,

"Damn it, I bet, Lao Wang will change to manual driving for me, and keep up with that gyrfalcon!"

"Clam?"

"Stop it, I can't explain it for a while, if it's true, we might just leave this damn place, or we'll be derailed and sanctioned for a few hours at most, fuck it!"

"."

Li Cang's expression at the moment was like a gambler.

A whim, a gut feeling, this kind of thing is really unexplainable sometimes.

(End of this chapter)