A sickly beauty controls an interstellar beast

Seeing the helpless look on her face, the second elder could only frown, pull a long face, open the courtyard door to make room, and let her in with a cold voice.

Shen Yinghuan shrugged and walked in. She was here to take advantage anyway, and she didn't care at all what other people's attitudes were.

She walked to the shade of the trees in the yard, took a few glances, and said happily, "Second Grandpa, how about we learn in your yard? The sun is good here and the air is good. Second Grandpa, you have planted a lot of plants." The fruit trees in the yard are also very pleasing to the eye and make people feel comfortable, so learning will definitely be more efficient.”

The second elder raised his eyes and glanced over, snorting sullenly, "You little girl is good at choosing places. You have a better sense than your grandfather. The yard I decorated with spiritual patterns is full of spiritual energy, so it is certainly a good place."

Then he glanced at Shen Yinghuan's pale and thin face again, and gave a slight tsk of disgust, "Trouble, the little girl is weak and still running around like this, just knowing to cause trouble for others."

"You wait here, I'll move the tables and chairs out."

After saying these words in a cold voice, he hurriedly walked towards the house, humming and moving the tables and chairs.

A flash of surprise flashed in Shen Yinghuan's eyes. Without his grandfather present, this second grandfather seemed less fierce and a bit unethical.

But she didn't think much, turned around and released Er Mao from the beast control space, taking advantage of this interval to prepare for Er Mao's morning dog training course.

She smiled and pointed to the cherry tree in front of her and said, "Er Mao, don't you want to eat cherries? Climb up and pick it yourself."

Ermao, who was chasing the dog-tail grass in the grass, changed places in a blink of an eye, with a confused look on his face:? ? ? What happened?

"Why, if you don't want to eat it, forget it."

The dog came back to his senses in a moment, shook his little ears, waggled his short tail happily and stood up energetically, "Woof woof woof~~"

[Eat, eat, eat. Master, you are the best master in the world. I will climb up and pick them right away. Can I eat as many cherries as I want with so many cherries? Suck~(﹃)]

With red eyes, it stared at the big cherry tree in front of it. It pressed down its front paws and bowed its furry little body as if it was ready to go.

Shen Yinghuan had a smile on her face, "Yes, as long as you can pick it, you can eat as much as you want."

Ermao's black eyes were bright, and the little puppy's body was filled with ambitions to conquer the stars and the sea, and he jumped towards the cherry tree in a swish.

This cherry tree was probably an interstellar variety, and because her second grandfather had cultivated it well, it was different from the cherry trees she had seen on Earth before. It was taller and bigger, with a main trunk of about 30 meters high and lush branches and leaves. , occupying most of the yard.

Ermao's little custard-yellow body, which was not as thick as other branches, rushed over and stuck to the roots of the tree. It was only about 10 centimeters above the ground. Only the short, fluffy tail was left to dangle freely.

Then, after not being able to hold on for three seconds, its paws softened, and the whole dog fell down. It rolled on the ground several times before it stopped. At this time, its clean dog face was covered with black mud, and the top of its head was covered with black mud. There were two leaves stuck to it, which looked embarrassing and funny at the same time. Shock was written on the face of the circled dog.

What's the big deal?

Unbelievable!

It's so brave that Ermao can't climb the tree?

I remember that back then, even though his body was getting smaller and smaller, his body was disabled and his will was strong. No matter how tall the mutant tree was, he could climb the tree as smoothly and smoothly as a monkey. But now -

A smile flashed across Shen Yinghuan's eyes, but her tone was filled with sorrow, "Ah, Er Mao, you have regressed. You can't even climb such a short tree. Did you play too much in the cub garden? If you let Dahuang know I’m sure I’m rolling on the floor laughing.”

On the earth, Ermao, the dog that became smaller and smaller, and Dahuang, the tiger that became more and more powerful, disliked each other. These two idlers had to fight each other and ridicule each other, and use the tiger to stimulate them. wrong.

Sure enough, Er Mao, who was suspicious of the dog's life, suddenly became excited and couldn't think of anything else. The dog's face was gnashing its teeth, full of hatred, and then it continued to charge, cursing and fighting with the cherry tree.

When the second elder came out with the tables and chairs, he saw the cream-yellow puppy that was rumored by Shen Yinghuan after the contract was barking and fiercely competing with the cherry tree. Due to the fact that the little puppy's claws have not yet developed. It was totally useless, and it didn't cause any harm to his tree, so he didn't say anything. On the contrary, he showed some appreciation.

Although this pug has low potential, its attitude is still worthy of recognition. After climbing a few times, it fell down a few times, but it still continued to persevere, unlike those who were lazy and had to hang a carrot in front of it. Those of the same race who are willing to move are much stronger.

"Second Grandpa." Shen Yinghuan turned around when she heard the noise and came over to help with a smile on her face, but was avoided by the second elder.

He straightened his face and said in a gloomy tone, "Lean to the side and don't bump your little arms and legs, otherwise your unreasonable old man grandpa will come to settle accounts with me."

Shen Yinghuan was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of her mouth, and stood aside calmly, "Second Grandpa, shall we start learning now? Yesterday, my second uncle gave me a three-piece spiritual pattern master's set, which is just right for use. "

The second elder put the tables and chairs, whether intentionally or not, under the shade of the tree, where the sun would not shine.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Shen Yinghuan's arms, and said mockingly, "Hey, that boy Shen Huai is quite generous. I don't even know if you can become a spirit pattern master, but I gave you such a precious thing. Our Shen family You are not a wealthy aristocrat, and you are not a wealthy lady. You are not afraid of losing your life if you use such a good thing when you just started practicing."

Shen Yinghuan twitched the corner of her mouth. Although she knew that these words were reminding her to be diligent and thrifty and not wasteful, the second grandfather's sinister tone really didn't sit well with her. No wonder Grandpa would quarrel with him when others didn't.

The second elder continued to beep, "Humph, I'm thinking about running away before I even learn how to walk. I'm thinking about drawing before I even start learning spiritual patterns. You have to be down-to-earth and don't aim too high. In the past few days, you should first put this spiritual book into practice. Let’s talk about drawing after you have recognized all the characters in the Tattoo Master’s Basic Edition Beginner’s Textbook.”

As he spoke, the second elder took out a book from his arms and put it on the table.

The page is blue and classic, with only the words "Basic Spirit Patterns for Spirit Pattern Masters" written on it. Looking at the pages, they are turned white and curled, which shows that it has been taken out and read over and over frequently.

Shen Yinghuan looked at the book worth 100,000 yuan with bright eyes. She didn't care about the yin and yang of the second elder's words. She immediately sat down obediently, carefully picked up the book with both hands, and then opened the first chapter. One page.

"Huh--"

Shen Yinghuan's pupils were shocked, shocked and surprised.

Isn't it a coincidence? She knows these words! ! !