Vol 311 Chapter 414: 414 Back Mountain Battle

Chapter 414 414. The Battle of Back Mountain

Wulan looked at his own chicken, with a smile on his face and soft eyes. He had obviously imagined the wonderful taste of their eggs, stewed in soup and stir-fried chicken nuggets.

I looked out again and saw a long-tailed pheasant with long tail feathers, looking for something to eat, walking around in the chicken coop with its furry cubs...

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It's not even his turn to grab food, it's all about being squeezed in because of his small size.

As for the female one...that one is much more promising than the male one. From time to time, she goes out to have a good time and has no home at all!

Ulan didn’t pay much attention, he just counted them with satisfaction, and then went back with peace of mind.

As everyone knows, once she left, the chickens became even more lively!

The sharp claws raked back and forth, and soon the entire chicken coop was filled with scattered rice husks, some of which were in the belly and some of which were still under the feet.

And the first country is the first country after all. You can't win when you fight for food, but the progress of eating is very fierce!

“Doo doo doo doo!” All he could see was his sharp mouth pointing to the ground, but he didn’t raise his head at all.

Even a few chicks were squeezed and staggered away from the battlefield, and it didn't pay any attention at all.

When I was tired from eating, I brought the forgotten cub in to eat a little, and then I reluctantly squeezed into the chicken coop to rest.

At this time, the night was dark, the stars were hanging high, the moonlight was shining, and there were other movements in the woods.

As we all know, every time you shell rice, you can't guarantee 100% accuracy. There are always some fish that slip through the net and come out intact.

Especially today, the amount of rice that was shaken off was mature rice that had been dried in advance and was very small, which further increased the error rate.

So, there are a lot of grains in the barrel of rice husks that Ulanti brought over.

But the fighting power of the chickens should not be underestimated. Their two paws alternately scratched the ground, and they even fished out needles.

What's more, which one has kernels and which is husks? If you have poor eyesight, you will have to collect them frequently. In the end, there will not be many rice husks scattered on the ground, let alone grains.

In the dead of night, the aboriginal people in the trees on the back mountain began to "squeak" and get excited to try.

In other words, there are so many ugly ones with missing arms and legs, so what if they have a few more squirrels?

Normally, squirrels don't care what these chickens and pigs eat. After all, they have their own diet. Taking two more breaths of spiritual energy every day is better than anything else.

But the rice husks delivered this time are different. It looks like they can eat them! It's a familiar smell as soon as you smell it!

The small gray-haired squirrel family group has grown to more than a dozen. At this moment, they are walking down the trunk of the tree. When they are close to the ground, they jump lightly with their fluffy tails -

He was stunned but couldn't make any sound.

Only the king raised his eyelids slightly, and then lay down peacefully.

At this moment, the squirrel family has crossed the mountains and ridges to the chicken coop and got into the fence.

They were rummaging around on the ground—

This is an empty shell—this is also an empty shell—how is this still an empty shell?

Until I found the edge of the chicken coop, there was an extraordinarily plump grain of rice stuck under a long, fluffy tail feather!

The little squirrel became excited instantly, jumped twice on the spot, and carefully stretched out its paws to touch away the rice on its tail feathers.

At this moment, the long-tailed pheasant, who was half asleep and half-awake, suddenly became excited when he heard the noise - after living a peaceful life for so long, someone came to steal its tail hair? !

Good guy, good guy! This is not giving any face!

It stared wide-eyed in the chicken coop and swallowed its breath. When it sensed the touch of its tail feathers again, it quickly screamed loudly:

“Goo-goo!”

Hey guys, the whole flock is getting restless!

At this moment, it lowered its head and slapped **** the white hair on the head of the long-tailed pheasant.

Then, the chicken finally became quiet again, and it also lay down and returned to its original place. Long-tailed pheasant:…



It really feels like someone is stealing its tail hair!

But now when I try to sense it again, it seems like there is no movement again?

Outside, the sneaky squirrel also froze. At this moment, he was holding the grain of rice and stuffed it into his cheek without hesitation.

The next moment, it lay down on the ground again and began to dig at the scattered empty rice husks in the grass - empty, empty, not yet - what happened?

Don’t these people feed the chickens with some real ingredients?

The little squirrel was thinking about it when he saw a gray little chicken walking over at some point. It looked quite strange and was different from most of the chickens in the chicken coop.

“Squeak!”

The squirrel barked.

But the little chicken was at a loss and didn't understand at all. At this moment, the two beady eyes were staring straight at the rice on the squirrel's paws, then stretched its neck and swallowed the rice like lightning.

Squirrel: ...squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squirrel! !

That’s not true!

Its tail exploded with a "bang" and suddenly became huge in size. The chick in front of it also made a frightened "chirp" sound, and then quickly flapped its little wings and ran away.

The squirrel was angry and followed him up. But at this moment, the other squirrels seemed to feel something was wrong, and their hair exploded instantly!

Unexpectedly, at some point, I saw the particularly tough young rooster in the chicken coop standing there, with murderous intent in Doudou's eyes!

In the middle of the night, the chicken coop was fluttering, clucking and clucking...it took a while to stop.

Ulan, who finally fell asleep after a tiring day, walked to the window and looked around like a sleepwalker - nothing happened.

What's more, there are Dabai and Dawang in the back mountain.

The long-term trust made her drowsy, and she fell back on the bed and continued to sleep soundly.

The king stood up leisurely at this moment, and his huge figure came to the chicken coop. He saw that they had pecked the gray squirrels until they were bald and ran up the tree, and then he went back safely.

There are only a few grains of rice in total. Looking at this group of foodies, their harvesting is too hopeless.

On the top of another mountain, in the lush chestnut forest, green and tender thorn bags stand up with pointed thorns, guarding the increasingly plump chestnuts in the arms.

Dabao Erbao lay obediently next to Song Tan, watching motionlessly as his master put his five hearts in the sky, quietly stirring up the wind flowing in the mountain, and that strange and weird aura...

A milky white mist-like existence gradually appeared around them, and they themselves couldn't help but make a sound of comfort in this environment...

Until dawn breaks and the morning star gradually lights up, Song Tan slowly opens his eyes.

Then she turned her palm over and saw a ball of spiritual energy easily gathering in her palm. It was as rich as a milky white glass ball wrapped in clouds.

The progress is still very slow.

But now, she is used to it.

At this rate, it will take a long time to turn the spiritual energy into a dew-like liquid!

It is particularly beneficial to this mountain when practicing. Not only is this chestnut growing slowly, but the tea garden on the other side is still sprouting new buds.

If not, how could we be able to withstand the daily picking at home?

It's not going well tonight. I'm tired after finishing the outline...

That’s it for now, I’m going to take a little leave.

(End of this chapter)

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