The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 131 Another Group Comes

"In short, you have to make all the preparations you can do here before you go."

Zell instilled his own Shadow Isle exploration rules into Braum, but in fact, as long as Braum wears a mustache, they can continue to communicate when they arrive in Shadow Isle.

After listening silently, Bron said, "Man, before going, Bron has one more thing to ask you."

"what?"

"There was a poro herder here who passed away, and he left a group of Poro for Braum. But Braum is going to the Shadow Isles now, so he can't take care of the Poro. Braum's mother also has to take care of the sick, really No energy."

"Do you want me to take over these poro?"

"Yeah." Bron nodded.

Zell noticed that almost every household in the village of Bron has a Poro, and even sick children are accompanied by a Poro, which shows that they really like Poro and will not give it away unless it is absolutely necessary. of.

"No problem, just leave it to me." Zell was also thinking about asking Braum to help him collect a group of poro from the herdsmen, but now it's easy.

Looking back, it seems that except for the first batch of poro that he bought, the rest were all given away by others.

"I'll show you them."

"fair enough."

Zell thought that Bron would go to the herdsman's house, but he didn't expect him to bring food to the outskirts.

Seeing a group of poro huddled together around a lonely rock pile, the mood was immediately tinged with sadness.

Under the stone pile, old herdsmen are buried.

Snowflakes were falling, forming snow caps on top of the poro's heads, which meant they hadn't moved for a while.At the sound of Braum's approaching footsteps, some of the poros turned their heads, but only glanced at him before turning back.

You can tell if a poro is happy by looking at its brows and its tongue sticking out.

These Poro all had a sad expression, their drooping eyebrows were about to cover their eyes, their mouths were tightly closed and hidden in their beards, as if they were so sad that only their eyes remained.

"Are these poro... guarding the tomb?"

"They're remembering their dead owner," Bloom said.

It stepped forward to place the food in front of them, then knelt down and patted one of the poros gently.

This guy's beard has grown so long that it has mopped the floor, and the angles of the two corners have been bent more than 360°, which are covered with dense growth rings and many signs of wear and tear.It was obviously an old Poro, so old that it was trembling just standing up, and it seemed that it might fall down at any time.

Other poros come in all ages, but none are as old as this one.

"Bron brought you food, eat some."

Under Braum's soft persuasion, the Poro began to eat, but only the old Poro still didn't move a step, quietly watching in front of the master's grave, like a stone.

"You can eat a little too. Your master...he can't feed you with his own hands anymore." Bron stroked its fur and couldn't help sighing.

"Humph."

Mustache jumped off Braum's shoulders too, and the burly one stood as tall as two older poro's.It rested its paw on the old poro's back, reassuring it not to be too upset.

But these still didn't move it, it seemed that the old Poro's world only had him and the little grave bag in front of him, and he didn't care about anything else.

"It just wants to be with its master." Zell rubbed his wet eye sockets, thinking that if it was him lying in the pile of rubble, his mood couldn't stop sinking.

Death...what is it to a Poro?
Can they realize that the owner has gone to another world, or do they think that he is just hiding in this small stone pile and does not want to come out to see it.

Zell doesn't know what the Poro's think, but he knows that Poro's life has been implementing "love and companionship" with actions.

The old Poro refused to eat anything stubbornly, and finally Braum gave up on feeding it.

"Such deep feelings... I have been in the Freljord for most of my life, and I have never seen anything more heart-wrenching than this sad little guy." He said to Zell with complicated emotions: "Only After I settle these little guys, I can go to Shadow Isle with peace of mind."

"I don't know if this group of loyal Poro will accept me as the new master, try it, I'll take over the other Poro, you make a nest for the old guy, and help it shelter from the wind and snow."

"Ah."

Braum left his mustache to help Zell, and went back to work in the village by himself.Don't worry that this will delay his departure from the Freljord. It will take a lot of time for the villagers to prepare the ships for him.

Zell opened the portal, pointed the snow glass room at the group of Poro, and asked the little yellow and red to take out toys and food through the portal to "lure" the group of Poro.

It is said that kidnapping replaces buying, but in fact, he just needs to be more ruthless and let Mustache bring them all over.But he still thinks it's better to let them make their own choices, these poro know what's best for them.

This group of poro seemed surprised when they saw another group of poro, whispering to each other, hesitating whether to go over.

"Chichi?"

Xiao Lan leaned in front of the portal with an iron basin on her head, looking at this group of strange poro, some of them were even bigger than her.According to its age, it is just a chubby paper, and some of the Poro opposite are already adults, so this is also normal.

Boom!
Feeling being stepped on her head, Xiao Lan raised her head in a daze, and saw that Xiao Huang had already jumped to the other side of the door using her iron basin as a springboard.

Sad breath.

It went up and sniffed each poro, then happily ran around them with its tongue out, as if trying to infect them with its own vigor.

"☆(≧≦*) Puji!"

As long as you run as fast as he does, you can leave all the sorrow behind.

A few of the poro moved their paws, as if they wanted to run with Huang, but finally backed off.

Just when Xiaolan wanted to go up to play, another Poro stepped on top of her head.

Xiaohong ran to the iron basin above her head and shook the bell vigorously, making a tinkling sound to attract the attention of the Poro, explaining to new friends how good the Poro Cafe is like a host - delicious and fun, Every day, many humans come to massage them and play with them.

And Xiaolan under her was sealed in the iron basin just like that, giving up the opportunity to perform to her partner.

Humble, helpless, but edible.

Xiao Hei also opened up his small treasury, and took out the treasured snacks from it to share.Wearing her own dinosaur pajamas and pretending to be a cute monster, Xiaolu fishes an irresistible poro back to its nest.

Every poro is welcoming new members in its own way, only Xiaolan, who is sealed in an iron basin, is thinking about what to eat at the welcome banquet later.

When they came last January, the old father and the old mother prepared a meal, but it was a pleasure to eat for it, and it made me feel very comfortable when I thought about it.

(End of this chapter)