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Post-’80s Cultivation Journal

By Diao Yu 1 Ge

Chapter 56—The Oil Mountain

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Who knows that the little gray dog suddenly struggled and escaped from the hand of Zhang Huahua. Suddenly got into the bushes.

"This stupid dog, what crazy is it today? Why can't you still not care?" Zhang Shuhua had to stop. If this is to make a nest of hares out, it will not be able to hold a bamboo pole.

However, the little gray dog was so excited that it didn't work for a while, and the bushes around it were full of sounds. Zhang Shuhua couldn't figure out exactly where the puppy was, only to wait for the little grey dog to signal the prey.

Sure enough, after a while, the little grey dog really sent out a very violent signal.

"There is really a prey! This time I am afraid that it is a nest of rabbits. It is really terrible. I really can't move." Zhang Shuhua has a happy trouble in his heart. I regret not bringing the little grey dog to the mountains early, which is how much meat I eat.

Zhang called flowers to put the bamboo poles aside, and covered the bamboo poles with shrubs, while the little rabbit ran out of the bamboo poles. Then hurried to the place where the little gray dog made a sound.

But this time the voice of the little grey dog seems strange, and the voice seems full of fear. Unlike before, the little gray dog has been standing in a place called this time, this time, the little gray dog is constantly moving to keep moving position. Also officially because of this, let Zhang Shuhua find a good time, only to get to the position of the little gray dog. However, when Zhang Huahua saw the prey that the little gray dog found, the heart of Zhang Huahua almost jumped out.

Great prey!

That is a big wild boar! And it is a wild boar that is provoked by the voice of a little gray dog.

Really dead! Zhang Huahua can't wait to kick the little grey dog. But this guy can run much faster than him, and the little greyhound is petite and can easily move quickly through the shrubs, using shrubs to block the advancement of the wild boar. But Zhang Huanhua can't!

Zhang Shuhua rushed over and gave it to the wild boar. The wild boar saw that he couldn't catch the nasty puppy and immediately transferred the anger to the child who had just appeared.

Angry wild boar, that is even more terrible than wolves! Zhang called Huan to see the wild boar rushing toward himself, his face immediately changed dramatically, and surely the wild animals are not so easy to mouth! I am going to die!

Of course, Zhang Huanhua will not stand in the same place and die. He will turn around and run. Although he has escaped from awkwardness, he has not forgotten the way to go, because wild boars are straight forward and do not turn because they are turning in the middle. Wild boars can easily fall over. Just Zhang Huaren's calf is short, the speed of running is not afraid, plus the blocking of thorn bushes, the speed of running is slower. It is not as fast as a wild boar.

Although Zhang Huahua is a wolverine, he is not flustered. He is not the same as an ordinary seven-year-old. At this juncture, there was still urgency. While escaping from the rush, he also read the sigh of curse: "The spirits are spirited, and the three and five are handed over. The gods are together, and the ghosts are inferior. Dust... urgency as a law." After the spell was finished, Zhang Huahua immediately walked like a fly, and immediately plucked the wild boar that was already approaching.The wild boar thought that a collision could knock the nasty little thing that awakened its nap, and then swooped forward, and the result was that Zhang Hua spent an acceleration running far, and the wild boar hit an empty Tragedy, one end hit the bush, the result is still unrelenting, one hit the rock behind the bushes, hit the miserable, dizzy in the place to play a few turns. However, for a wild boar with a weight of two to three hundred pounds and a thick skin, this collision is nothing. The blood on the head spurred its wildness.

"Hey!" The old pig is really angry!

When Zhang Huanhua heard the screams of killing pigs behind him, he knew that the wild boar had suffered a loss. Some couldn’t help but want to go back and see if the wild boar had killed himself. That is a wild boar. If you drag it back to smoked bacon, you can eat it for a year!

I heard about Zhang Huahua,

Some rich people kill two pigs and smoked bacon at the time of the twelfth lunar month, and they can eat the next winter. Bacon is a good thing. Especially in the spring, the bacon stir-fried spring bamboo shoots, think about it, there are some dripping water. Just the fat of the wild boar is afraid of three or four fingers thick? The oil and water must be enough. If the bacon is made into bacon, the balsam in the firewood will infiltrate into the fat, and the fat will turn golden yellow. It seems that the index finger is moving.

Zhang Huahua slowed down, but before he could turn around, the shrubs in the distance suddenly swayed violently, and a huge black-haired wild boar slammed out from the bushes. The black-haired wild boar was drilled out, and the two red big eyes immediately screamed at the flower, but it counted all the hatred that had just caused it to be almost self-disciplined.

"Mother!" Zhang called flowers to look at the imposing black-haired wild boar, just thinking about eating its meat. Now? I will continue to escape.

Wild boars don't climb trees. If they climb to a big enough tree, they can escape, but Zhang Huahua is not sure to climb a big tree before the wild boar hits. The small tree is easy to climb, but the small tree does not necessarily stand the impact of a wild boar in two or three hundred pounds. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

escape!

Zhang Huahua immediately continued to rush down the mountain. The effect of the spell just now is almost the same. After all, the road is limited, and the time that the spell can bless is very limited. Zhang Huanhua also read a new spell.

"Tian Fanfan, Di Fanfan, Laojun Chuanzhi, the first teacher gave my disciples oil, with the oily mountain three thousand three, the finger mountain slides a mountain... one move and one slide to tomorrow, I would like to invite Nandou Liuxing, Beidou Seven Stars, I am in the Taishang Laojun rush as a law."

Zhang called flowers to slide to the ground, and the ass landed like a slide, sliding directly down the mountain, sliding five or six meters away, just to see the silly little gray dog, Zhang Huashun hand holding a small gray dog In the arms, one person and one dog slide down the mountain like a bamboo raft.The wild boar also chased very tightly, but just ran a few steps, immediately slipped under the soles of the feet, and its body was round and round, but could not sit on the ground so slickly like Zhang Huahua. It is like a ball, rolling all the way down. When you roll down the mountainside, the direction of the road is a black stone. The wild boar can not turn and hit the black stone directly. Very simple to faint.

Zhang Huahua and the little grey dog have been sliding to the foot of the mountain. Originally thought that it was so slippery, the pants must have made a big hole. Looking around, I found that the pants were intact. Zhang called flowers and looked up at the mountain. The wild boar did not come over and did not hear the sound of the wild boar. It should have been gone. Zhang Huanhua was not willing to throw away the bamboo poles, and came out to chop firewood. If even the bamboo chopping hatchets got rid of the phone, Zhang called flowers back, only to be beaten up by a woman.

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