The Bald Monk in the City

() No words for a night

After dinner, Yi Qiu went to bed early after a round of meditation practice.

It is said that the hero next door likes to run out at night to fight evil, but Yi Qiu thinks that day is also good.

After taking out the chicken from the backpack and warming up a bowl, Yi Qiu played with another love apple pie.

However, there is no halfling secret fruit wine. Yi Qiu thought for a while. He remembered that he had obtained a recipe for bamboo leaf tea before, but he had never found a suitable bamboo leaf.

Although the formula does not indicate the type of bamboo leaves, but in terms of the recovery effect, the better the quality of the bamboo leaves, the better the recovery effect.

I just don’t know how the bamboo leaf tea tastes when made from ordinary bamboo leaves. Even if it can’t regain qi, it is good as an ordinary drink.

Before Yi Qiu practiced Bamen Dunjia, there was a sea of ​​wild bamboo on the side of the hillside. Yi Qiu planned to collect some and try again when he went to practice.

See how the bamboo leaf tea tastes, if it is good, you can make more.

"Ding Dong..."

Yi Qiu's phone vibrated, and then made a clear beep.

If Yi Qiu didn't guess, it should be the news pushed by a little squirrel browser again.

For a single dog with average interpersonal relationship and ordinary family background, this is a necessary awareness.

Yi Qiu took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. As expected, it was his news.

However, the headline of today’s news has something to do with Yi Qiu:

"Shocked! The serial torture murderer absconded for more than ten years, and finally chose to surrender because of conscience condemnation!"

Yi Qiu turned off the screen of his mobile phone, and this news did not make Yi Qiu feel emotionally disturbed.

People are always responsible for the mistakes they make, no matter how big or small.

Yi Qiu wasn't the incarnation of justice with hatred and hatred, he just didn't please his eyes, and accidentally swept the dust in front of the door.

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After breakfast, Yi Qiu is going to practice Bamen Dunjia.

The progress of his outburst of fury is almost the same now, and it is estimated that he will be able to master it in a little more practice today.

In the mountains in the early morning, the air is extremely cold.

Some birds have flown out of the warm nests, chirping on the branches.

When Yi Qiu arrived at Shishan where he practiced Bamen Dunjia, it was only 6:18 in the morning.

Because Yi Qiu used to practice opening the door here before, the fairly flat rock surface under the stone mountain looked very clean.

Except for some leaves that fell last night, there was not much dust.

After thinking about it, Yi Qiu ran to the wild bamboo forest first, preparing to pick some new bamboo leaves in the morning.

In Yi Qiu's hometown, tea is a relatively important economic industry.

Compared with other crops, the environment in the mountains is more suitable for tea trees.

Therefore, Yi Qiu'er got caught up in his eyes, and he also knew some knowledge about tea.

Because it is to make bamboo leaf tea, if bamboo leaves and tea are used instead, Yi Qiu feels that the problem of choosing bamboo leaves should not be big compared to choosing tea.

"Punch..."

Yi Qiu picked some newly grown wild bamboos from the wild bamboo forest, and then pulled a lot of young bamboo leaves.

Putting the tender bamboo leaves into the backpack, Yi Qiu found a lot of colorful feathers in the wild bamboo forest when pulling the bamboo leaves, which should be left by the bamboo chickens.

There are still a lot of wild animals in the mountains, especially now that the villagers have moved out, and the wild animals' activity areas have spread a lot.

Of course, Yi Qiu is not very interested in Bamboo Chicken.

Although the taste is okay, the meat is too little and the bones are too much, so it is not very tasty.

What makes Yi Qiu more curious is the other footprint beside the bamboo chicken feather.

It looks a bit like a dog, but it is much slenderer than a dog's footprint.

Even under the effect of Yi Qiu's trace, its traces appear to be relatively shallow.

This should be the footprint of a wolf.

There are wolves in the mountain. Although there are not many wolves, from the scattered encounters of the villagers, they do exist.

Yi Qiu is not very interested in wolves, after all, the taste of wolf meat is really ordinary.

But what makes Yi Qiu find interesting is that this seems to be a young wolf.

Speaking of which, Yi Qiu had never seen a young wolf in the young wolf lair.

Therefore, Yi Qiu is still curious about the young wolf.

After thinking about it, Yi Qiu decided to catch up and take a look.

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Because the effect of lv1 tracking is within 8 hours, Yi Qiu directly followed the trail.

"brush……"

"brush……"

The dense wild bamboos were separated by Yi Qiu's brute force, which couldn't stop his progress.

There won't be too many other plants in the bamboo forest. Yi Qiu doesn't know the principle, but it is a good thing for him now.

In the bamboo forest, sunlight is sparsely projected in.

Yi Qiu lowered his head and traced the young wolf on the light mottled ground.

What makes Yi Qiu strange is that he didn't see the trace of an adult wolf.

Yi Qiu suspected that this young wolf might have been lost from the pack.

"thump……"

Yi Qiu went straight through the bamboo sea. After flying a spot of turtledoves, Yi Qiu finally found the young wolf lying on a pile of dead leaves.

This young wolf has an unusual pure white fur, which is abnormal for the wolf living in the forest.

Generally speaking, only snow wolves have this coat color.

Because pure white wolves do not have a protective color in the mountains and forests, it is difficult to find food and survive.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head. It may be due to albinism and the like that caused the young wolf to undergo an abnormal change, so it was expelled by the wolves.

Yi Qiu walked to the side of the young wolf. The young wolf raised his head and gave Yi Qiu a surprised look. The blue eyes were full of weakness.

Yi Qiu stretched out his hand to pick up the young wolf, and then urged the psychic tattoo on the third hand:

"Psionic tattoo: arrowroot."

With the gentle life energy instilled into the young wolf's body, the young wolf slowly regained its spirit.

Because of being held by Yi Qiu, the distance is too close.

Yi Qiu's life field covered the young wolf. Even if he regained his spirit, the young wolf remained in a stalemate and did not dare to move.

Yi Qiu touched the top of the young wolf's head. The furry feels pretty good.

After thinking about it, Yi Qiu was about to take the young wolf back.

Occasionally, I get tired, and it's good to play a wolf.

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Walk back from the previous road~www.readwn.com~ Yi Qiu put the young wolf aside first.

I put some chicken broth mixed with chicken for it, and let myself eat it.

Yi Qiu ignored it, and just ran away and caught it back.

"Swish..."

Yi Qiu ran again on the flat ground under the stone mountain, and then quickly mobilized the qi in his body to hit Bamen Dunjia:

"Eight Gate Dunjia, Shengmen, open!"

The hideous blue veins burst out from Yi Qiu's bald head, and a violent aura burst out of Yi Qiu's body!

"Oh..."

The young wolf who had just tore off a bit of chicken suddenly stiffened, and when he found that Yi Qiu had no reaction, he continued to tear up the chicken sneakily...