HBWnovel Chapter 475 Little Chicken Cultivating Immortality 1
Chapter 475 Little Chicken Cultivating Immortality 1
Open your eyes again.
Jiang Ping became a hen in the world of cultivation.
He lived beside the bed of Hua Yuanhua, the eldest granddaughter of Guihua Village.
The junglefowl is a hen that kicks away the rooster before dawn every day and occupies the best spot to crow.
The sound was loud and clear.
It even attracted wild pheasants from the forest to come and investigate.
Then he turned himself into a meal.
After that, no wild pheasant dared to come and see the beautiful appearance of the junglefowl.
This needs to be explained in detail.
It was extraordinary from birth; despite eating the same food, it was more robust than its brothers and sisters.
Amidst the chirping of the chicks.
Hua Xin, the granddaughter of the village chief, immediately took a liking to it, which seemed to be glowing.
After that, it ate and slept with Hua Xin and was given the name "Egg".
When it grew up and became a full-fledged employee of the Hua family, the village chief Hua discovered that the chicken that produced the eggs had a much higher quotient than the chickens in the village, and its fighting ability was also higher than that of other chickens.
Rooster, goose, old yellow dog, all turn their heads away when they see eggs.
If anyone in the village speaks loudly to Hua Xin with malicious intent...
A hot-blooded egg dares to fly up and deliver a big slap to the other party.
It doesn't peck because it vaguely understands that if others bleed, Old Man Hua will also bleed.
I don't know what the village chief, Hua Yuan, was thinking.
They didn't separate their two little rascals.
He only told his granddaughter not to deliberately cause trouble outside or at home.
His eggs flapped their big wings over.
Let's not talk about whether it hurts or not.
The feeling of being embarrassed was very real.
Hua Xin was worried that her little friend would end up as a dish on the table, so she had no choice but to stay put with her pet chicken.
When encountering injustice on the road.
It's no longer about directly attacking the opponent.
Instead, they chose to have disheveled hair, wear white clothes, and follow and intimidate others.
One person will be scared to death.
The person is small, the chicken is fat, but the person is very bold.
After taking a few deep breaths, Village Chief Hua told himself that this is what children with spiritual roots are like, even those with low-grade wood spiritual roots...
to beat.
In a few years, my granddaughter can go to work at the sect.
It's rare to have such a gifted child in the family; I imagine he'll be more composed after finishing his work.
Then I'll find her a husband.
Hua Yuan thought about it a lot on his own.
However, the cerebellum of the red junglefowl couldn't really remember how many years had passed.
It only remembered that on that day, before its owner left, he hugged it and cried until all the chicken feathers were soaked.
Its knotted chicken feathers were soaked in water several times before they became smooth.
It's hard to describe the feeling.
Even red junglefowl don't really understand the meaning behind human speech.
Why should people take over farmland?
Isn't all the land Old Man Hua in the village enough for people to cultivate?
Why is it that it takes several years to leave the village?
The chickens are almost too old to keep waiting.
The meat is almost dry from waiting too long.
Humph.
It's all Old Man Hua's fault.
The red junglefowl blames everything and everyone else, except itself.
After blaming it, I thought about it again.
Has someone abandoned her?
She can even take me along when she's farming, so I can go and catch bugs in her fields...
It sounds wonderful.
No one will know about their bad reputation then.
You can sneak out and peck the bad guys' butts.
After thinking about this, the pheasant thought again, "Shouldn't people go out and claim their own territory so that they can marry a commoner when they grow up? So they should go out and claim their own territory."
People are so complicated.
After Hua Xin left.
The red junglefowl's cerebellum thought far too much.
The chicken brains and the chicken head had inexplicably grown larger.
The road Hua Xin took when she left was almost flattened by the wild chickens.
But flattening it out wouldn't do any good.
The wild pheasant never got to see the person it was waiting for.
Hua Xin is nowhere to be found.
They stopped laying eggs and turned their sorrow into strength.
It started going to the back mountain of Guihua Village to eat insects, fruits, and fish, as if to vent its frustration. It even dared to bite wild boars when they came.
Occasionally, some could be brought back to Village Chief Hua.
Consider it as if it was given to the person who ate it.
Its people are heartless.
But it is different.
It is a good chicken that is devoted to its rooster.
She can fight, support her family, and most importantly, she can now take care of her child—Hua Xin's niece.
Village Chief Hua accepted his granddaughter's offer of a future spirit pet.
But he kept repeating the same thing to himself.
"Egg, when you go out to play, remember to avoid people, or someone will eat you."
"Hua Xin will come back to find you."
"..."
He didn't know how much of what Village Chief Hua said had taken to heart, but the chickens had certainly become more low-key.
They also learned the human practice of being active at night and sleeping during the day.
period.
The Hua family also received money and tonics that Hua Xin had brought back through someone.
The red junglefowl also got a sip of the tonic soup.
Bitter.
taste not good.
However, the red junglefowl can finally be sure that its people don't abandon their home or it.
It's forgivable.
From now on, there will be villains among people.
I can reluctantly help take care of it myself.
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The reason Jiang Ping received the commission.
It's because Hua Xin couldn't return in her previous life.
Old Man Hua's position as village chief was passed down to his grandson.
That distant relative of the Hua family, who was an outer disciple, brought back Hua Xin's belongings out of guilt.
The red junglefowl was already completely dead by then.
By chance, I saw in the system space that Old Man Hua suddenly became unwell.
The red junglefowl felt a little sad.
Therefore, it was decided to use some merit to exchange for the tasker helping Hua Xin avoid death, so that the old man Hua would not have to suffer on the verge of death.
Any method is fine.
Even if we don't ask Hua Xin to go out and farm to support the family...
It just means the taskers might have to work a little harder then.
If its people don't go out to make a living.
The tasker should remember to go out and find more meat for its people to eat.
You must raise it to be plump and healthy.
Don't just focus on hatching the chicks.
The chick is no match for its owner.
When the rooster spirit got to the point of sadness, it couldn't help but start crowing, and even burped several times afterward.
Tongzi didn't want to listen to the rooster's rambling.
They placed it at the table with the cats, dogs, and chickens to sit and eat.
And what about Jiang Ping?
Jiang Ping adapted to his body, raising his head and puffing out his chest.
They strode through the fields to inspect how the Chinese family farmed.
Behind it were other people's geese that had been defeated by the junglefowl.