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Chapter 944 There is a floating cloud

With a puff, the birdman completely disappeared into the space, and Qin Feng pinched his thigh fiercely again.

Well, there are so many novels about time travel to another world, maybe all of them are true, and these spaces are all divided by my ancestors......

Qin Feng appeared at Shuan Xiaotian's place again, seeing that the fight was still going on fiercely, but Xiaotian's blood was very scary, so he quickly shouted: "Stop it, I!"

Xiaotian didn't respond, but the pheasant seemed to understand. It flapped its wings and retreated a certain distance, but Xiaotian still refused to accept it fiercely, and continued to rush towards the pheasant, but he was tied by an iron chain. , it stretches the iron chain straight.

"Is Xiaotian okay?" Qin Feng walked over to check on the injury.

Xiaotian didn't even look at him, and kept staring at the pheasant roaring ferociously. Although it was no more ferocious than Qiongqi, its character was still there.

As for Xiaotian's injuries, Qin Feng had nothing to do, but he knew that these injuries would heal on his own, as Xiaotian was so wild, he didn't dare to take it to the veterinarian.

He patted Xiaotian, his eyes looked at the pheasant, the pheasant stood there majesticly with its legs spread apart.

It's really not small, and its strength is so great, it must be of good quality meat, it must be very good to kill and eat.

Qin Feng swallowed, only to find that the pheasant was staring at him fiercely, this... I can't think about it.

He said cautiously to the pheasant: "Boss, I will pass right away, please don't bite me, don't scratch me with your claws...... Even if you do, don't scratch my face, okay? If you don't talk to me As long as you agree."

Of course the pheasant couldn't understand Qin Feng's words, but he understood what he meant.

Qin Feng threw two stones at the side of the pheasant, but the pheasant didn't move, so he began to boldly walk over, but the pheasant stood still, haha, it must be the breath of the mountain god.

Qin Feng came to the side of the pheasant, stretched out his fingers and poked it, the pheasant tilted his head to look at him strangely, but did not attack, Qin Feng finally confirmed that he was safe.

"Haha, you look so mighty, I will give you a name, and it will be Parachutist!"

Qin Feng laughed and picked up the pheasant and walked down the mountain. This pheasant is really heavy.

Entering the house with the pheasant in his arms, the old Taoist and the young monk hugged each other in fright: "Wow! This is a monster, you actually brought it home!"

Qin Feng looked at the old Taoist with contempt: "You are still a god, that's all you have."

"Didn't I abolish my cultivation just to cross the border... Hey, you actually subdued the pheasant?" The old Taoist looked surprised.

"Bah! Why did I tame the pheasant? What do you mean by that?"

Qin Feng put the pheasant on the dining table, and the pheasant stared at the old Taoist and the young monk curiously, thinking whether to go up and fight, Qin Feng laughed: "But I did subdue it

Its name now is Parachutist!"

Seeing that Qin Feng could control the pheasant, the old Taoist and the young monk felt a lot more confident. The old Taoist boldly came over to touch it, and nodded while touching it: "Well, not bad, the meat is quite solid."

Qin Feng said to them: "It's getting late, I won't leave any food, you should leave quickly. y

The old Taoist was taken aback: "Let's go? Where are we going?"

Qin Feng said strangely: "How do I know you, let me tell you first, if you want to ask for alms, I can only give you travel expenses to the city.

The old Taoist was shocked: "I can't leave, Pindao will stay and help you, since you can subdue demons and eliminate demons, you must be the savior of destiny, but if you have a destiny, Pindao will definitely help you with all your strength!"

Thinking of that bird man who even swallowed a piece of his valuable jade pendant, he couldn't help feeling annoyed: "You are the savior, and your whole family is the savior."

The old Taoist slapped the table: "Of course it's you. The protagonist of the story is you. You are destined to save all people from fire and water. Not only the human world, but also the heavens need you to save them. Let's see how great you are. The old Taoist can follow you." You are lucky in life!"

The heavens and the human world are just another dimension. Qin Feng felt that this old man was too thick-skinned, so he turned to the shy young monk: "What about you?"

The little monk clasped his hands together: "The little monk's Dharma name is Floating Cloud."

"Are you actually a floating cloud?" Qin Feng asked in surprise, "No, I didn't ask you to say this, I asked where you want to go, or should I take you out?"

The little monk said: "You are not going anywhere, you are the predestined person I am looking for."

Wipe, it's disgusting, these two are not very thin-skinned.

Wangcai poked his head out from the back room, looked at the pheasant with a little horror, and there was a frightened whining sound in his throat, it was cured?

Qin Feng was overjoyed, so he forgave the old man for his thick skin, and then ordered: "There is nothing left, old man, go up the mountain to look for it. There are many chickens that I left on the mountain, in the bushes, and in the crevices of the rocks. Look for it, catch one, come back and kill it. "Be careful not to get close to Xiaotian."

"Okay!" The old man went up the mountain from the backyard excitedly.

The little monk's face changed drastically: "What should I do? Buddhism has precepts."

Qin Feng glanced at him: "You are a floating cloud, what are you afraid of, just eat dry rice, I don't have a vegetable garden here either.

At the beginning of dinner, there was a large pot of chicken and eggs that the old Taoist took out from the cracks in the rocks. The old Taoist saw the little monk gnawed on the dry rice and couldn't see it, so he said, "Wait [I'll make you some vegetarian buns.

The little monk happily said: "You still have this hand? Then... I'm so sorry, don't bother me too much?"

The old Taoist didn't care about going to the kitchen: "It's nothing. We cultivators are different from your monks. We live a long time and know more naturally. You don't need to be reincarnated one generation after another to practice. Just wait, it will be soon."

The little monk looked at the back of the old Taoist and said happily, "He is really a good man."

Qin Feng glanced at his handsome face, and said calmly: "From now on, be more careful about that old man, that guy has a bad stomach, don't be tricked and count the money for him.

The little monk looked at Qin Feng with dissatisfaction, and then said intoxicatedly: "He is so kind to me and willing to make buns for me. I decided to spend my whole life... praying for him."

Not long after, the old man made the steamed stuffed buns and came out, and put them on the table, they were really delicious, Qin Feng couldn't help but want to try one, but was stopped by the old man: "What are you doing, there are only a few of them, what do you eat when you eat them?" , People have precepts, you should eat your chicken."

Qin Feng was helpless, but the little monk was very grateful. He excitedly picked up the steamed stuffed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. While stuffing it, he said: "This tastes delicious, with a fragrance of melon and fruit. I never thought your craftsmanship is so good."

The old Taoist smiled kindly: "Eat more if it tastes good. After eating these, I will make it for you."

The little monk was really hungry. After seeing him finish eating, Qin Feng asked suspiciously: "I remember that there are no fruits and vegetables in the kitchen. Where did you find them? Do they grow on the mountain?" ?”.