The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 15 I'm afraid the chicken will catch a cold

"It's not easy, I finally got another chance!"

After half a month, looking at the empty house, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes. As long as there is only one of his parents at home, it is impossible for him to find a chance to attack the chickens and ducks.

But fortunately, the stalls spread out by their family are getting bigger and bigger, so they only need to wait patiently for a while, and they will be able to wait for the opportunity.

"Last time it was a chicken, this time choose a duck, it must be distributed fairly!"

Rubbing her hands together, Feng Qing'an jumped into the duck pen, and soon amidst the quacking of the ducks, she grabbed a big duck by the neck and pulled it out.

"This time it shouldn't be as tragic as last time!"

Although he carefully summed up the experience and lessons of the last failure, Feng Qing'an still didn't have much hope for success, and he was already prepared for another failure and the result in his heart. He cleaned all the pots and pans in the kitchen Even the firewood was stuffed into the stove and piled up.

Wang!Wang!
The little blackie, who has grown a lot in size, circles around Feng Qingan's feet, and the little tail on his buttocks is wagging very happily. He knows that today is the day for him to enjoy his food with his little master again, and he can't eat meat. Yes, but the bones can be gnawed by it.

"Go, find a corner to hide, don't be scared like last time, shame!"

Feng Qing'an carried the struggling duck and put it in the wooden basin prepared in advance, holding his breath and concentrating on the spirit again, pouring the spirit energy into the duck in his hand with ease.

This time, he also tried to penetrate the soul power into the duck's body, trying to guide the aura into the duck's flesh and blood, but unfortunately, this step was still too unfamiliar to him, so

boom!
However, compared to the last time, Feng Qing'an has made great progress. Even before the duck swelled and exploded, he had already opened his eyes and pressed the prepared pot lid on the wooden basin in advance. After a powerful impact came from below, he lifted the bloody cover very calmly.

"Let's stew a pot of old duck soup tonight!"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the dim yellow sunlight slanted into Feng's house. This should have been a very harmonious scene, but unfortunately it was destroyed by an angry voice.

"Feng Qing'an, you are harming my mother's chicken again!"

"No, I stewed duck soup this time. Mother, you should taste it. Compared with last time, it should be a lot better. I don't add much salt."

"Didn't I tell you not to go into the kitchen? Why are you here again?"

Yin Shi was a little anxious.It's not every year and festival, but chickens and ducks are killed every now and then, who can bear it.

"I can not be reconciled!"

"Are you not reconciled? Then you will harm my mother's duck that I have worked so hard to raise. You worry-free prodigal bastard, stand by my mother!"

"Wait, don't hit, it hurts! Mother! I was wrong!"

"Wrong? If you make a mistake, just kneel obediently and tell you not to get up until you have eaten."

"Oh!"

Feng Qing'an was punished honestly, but under his obedient and docile face, he had other thoughts,
"Dare next time!"

……

Three days later, I had to go out, but Yin Shi, who was thinking about the chickens and ducks at home, came back early, and then,

"Feng Qing'an!"

As we all know, when the biological mother is trying her best to call out her name, don't hesitate, just spread her feet and run with all her strength, which can often avoid some disasters.

"Mom, I know I was wrong! Stop chasing me!"

On the small road in the country, Feng Qing'an ran with all his strength on his short legs, and every time he turned his head, he could see Yin's holding a broom, looking like a tiger and wolf, stalking behind him.

"You prodigal bastard, stop for me!"

"If you don't chase, I won't run!"

Feng Qing'an yelled loudly, although he knew that he would not be wronged by this beating, but it really hurt when the broom fell on him, so he still followed the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, running first.

"Mother Qing'an, what's the matter? What did that kid do? Make you so angry?"

I was basking in the sun in the courtyard of my home. The old man looked at the boy running past the door, and then asked Yin Shi who was chasing after him with a broom.

This is really too rare, adults chasing and beating naughty children, this is commonplace in the village.

But the two boys of the Feng family are notoriously well-behaved and docile. I don’t know how to make adults worry more. His mother was so angry that he chased and beat him all the way, how could he not take a look and ask.

"This bastard killed another chicken while I was out!"

Yin Shi, who was tired from chasing after him, slowed down and replied angrily.

"Mother Qing'an, your eldest brother has already won the number one prize, and your family is already rich. Are you still short of chickens and ducks?"

The old man was a little puzzled. If the children of poor families in the village killed chickens and ducks indiscriminately, it would be understandable for adults to chase after them. What's the big deal?
"But this bastard kills me a chicken and a duck every now and then, and says he's honing his cooking skills?"

Yin said bitterly, is it easy to raise so many chickens and ducks?Being so rattled.

"Hone your cooking skills? It's time to fight!"

Hearing this, the old man immediately nodded in agreement, how could Zhuangyuanlang's younger brother touch the kitchen, he should be at ease studying hard, getting a name in the exam, and honoring his ancestors.

The number one scholar came out of Shilifeng's home port, and they, fellow villagers, have all benefited a lot.

Not to mention anything else, a marriage between his eldest grandson and a neighboring village could not be discussed at first, but when he heard that there was a champion in their village, the marriage was settled immediately, because it was rumored that his village There is culture.

"Qing An's mother, hurry up and chase him! Make him change his ways!"

"You're always basking in the sun slowly, I'm going to catch that kid!"

……

"Feng Qing'an, why is there one less chicken in the chicken coop?"

"Here it is!"

Feng Qing'an proudly showed Yin the big white chicken with not a single hair left in its hands, but the whole body was intact.

After hustling over a dozen chickens and ducks, he was finally able to guarantee that they would not explode. Although there was still no way to keep these chickens and ducks alive, it was already a leap forward compared to the beginning.

"You killed my chicken again!"

Yin looked at her prodigal son expressionlessly. After two months, she only felt physically and mentally exhausted. She couldn't understand how the chickens and ducks she raised could offend this kid, and they were so persistent.

"Ah, no, mother, listen to my explanation. This chicken flew out by itself. I chased it all the way to the pond next to Goudan's house to catch it!"

"Then how did this chicken become like this?"

"The chicken fell into the water. I was afraid that the chicken would catch a cold, so I plucked its feathers and put it in hot water to keep it warm."

"Well, just stand still!"

(End of this chapter)