Meng Jingye dressed everything, guarded in front of the house, to see if there was any other business to the door, waited for a long time, and a few came, but seeing that Meng Jingye was young, it was estimated that he couldn't believe it, so he went to other homes, Meng Jingye saw that there was no business, and his psychology was also slightly irritable, so he was simply too lazy to waste time, closed the door, returned to the bedroom, and continued to practice "Heinous Gong" by himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mastery +1"

"Mastery +1"

"Mastery +1"

..............

This has a familiar prompt sound, and being able to look at himself a little bit stronger can give Meng Jingye enough peace. The proficiency of "Heinous Gong" is also rising!

【Name:Monstrous Gong】

[Grade: LV5]

[Proficiency: 9534/140000]

[Type: Internal power]

[Attack: +70]

[Defense: None]

[Attributes: Strength +25, Constitution +25]

[Special effects: 1, when attacking, infuse internal force, add 20 points of fire damage!2, not afraid of temperatures below 100 degrees, 3, when working hard, self-generate a flame aura, the aura range is 5X5, and within the aura range, the enemy receives 5 points per second of fire damage!]

[Note: The descendants of Sword Casting Villa are peerless in passing on men but not women, and only outstanding descendants can cultivate.] 】

When night fell, the air was cold, and the night seemed to freeze time. Looking at the sky, it looks like the white dots of fish belly are sliding off the black film. The hustle and bustle was not originally cut off by darkness. But I don't know why it feels like it's over there, I'm over there. I don't know whether it is nostalgia or entanglement, but I still yearn for the dark night, and want to see everything through the night, but the heart tells itself that it will send away today and bring tomorrow.

Meng Jingye opened his eyes, stopped self-cultivation, and heard a "pop" sound, as if something had fallen into the yard, Meng Jingye walked out of the bedroom and saw a black thing wriggling on the ground, "Goo~Goo~Goo~" and heard a few calls from something on the ground, Meng Jingye walked in and looked, it turned out to be an owl. It cowered in fear when it saw someone coming.

Meng Jingye picked it up, found that there was some viscous liquid on his hands, frowned, and brought it into the house to see the oil lamp, it turned out that there were one or two finger-long wounds on the owl's wings, which were constantly oozing blood and flowing down Meng Jingye's hands. The owl was still writhing around, trying to break away from Meng Jingye's grasp, but how could it escape?

Meng Jingye put it on the ground, went to find a clean rag, and caught the owl that had climbed a distance, and bandaged the owl, Meng Jingye, who had suffered a lot of injuries in his previous life, was also quite proficient in bandaging, and it was done in a few clicks, and it was quite exquisite! I even heard a prompt! "Ding, comprehend the skill: bandaging!"

【Name:Bandaging】

[Level: LV1]

[Mastery: 1/500]

[Type: Lifestyle]

[Attack: None]

[Defense: None]

[Attribute: Agility +1]

[Special effect: After bandaging, the wound infectivity is reduced and the bleeding effect is reduced.] 】

[Note: Bandaging is one of the important measures for emergency treatment at the scene of trauma.] 】

Meng Jingye grabbed the owl and looked left and right, and was quite satisfied that his bandaging skills were not lagging behind, put the owl on the ground again, went to the kitchen to cut a piece of bacon, and brought it back to the bedroom, but the owl did not run again, just stayed in place, two big eyes stared at Meng Jingye, Meng Jingye put the bacon in front of the owl, but it just watched quietly, but did not eat. After all, there is wariness.

Meng Jingye didn't care about it, went out to fetch some water, cleaned the blood stains on his hands, and then went back to the house to sit down and continue to cultivate himself.

Nothing to say all night.........

Early the next morning, Meng Jingye withdrew from self-study, but saw the owl standing on the threshold of the bedroom, sleeping with his eyes closed, and only a little residue of bacon on the ground. Meng Jingye gently stepped over the threshold and went out, not wanting to alarm the owl, but the owl was keenly aware of it, squinted at Meng Jingye, and then continued to close his eyes and sleep.

Meng Jingye opened the door again, ready to see how the business was going. Time passed like this, four or five days, Meng Jingye also received a business, and there were still people who did not dislike Meng Jingye's "hairless mouth, and kung fu is not much better". An old farmer asked Meng Jingye to help build a hoe, and the old farmer took a hoe handle and said to Meng Jingye: "Little master, get me one according to this size." Meng Jingye also compared the size, and according to the size of the hoe handle, he made a hoe for the old farmer.

【Weapon forging in progress........】

【Hoe forging in progress........】

【100 Broken Pig Iron Continues to Consume ........】

【Medium ......... of continuous consumption of lignite】

A hoe didn't take much Meng Jingye's time, and it was completed in Meng Jingye's hands.

【Molded Hundred Refining Hoe (Unnamed)】(Meng Jingye casting)

【Medium release speed】

[Weight: 1 kg 5 taels]

[Type: hoe type]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Attack: 30]

[Attributes: Solid LV1]

[Note: A good hoe! Durable]

[Strong: more difficult to damage. 】

Meng Jingye took the hoe handle in the old farmer's hand, put the beaten hoe on it, stuffed the wedge into the gap between the hoe handle and the hoe, and knocked it hard with a hammer, so the two fit closely together, a hoe, and it was so good. The old peasant paid the money, took the hoe and hurried away. I guess the land at home hasn't been hoeed yet!

The old farmer returned to his dirt slope, and the old woman who was deworming the water spinach saw the old farmer who came back with a hoe, stood up, and shouted: "Child, his father, he's back~" "Hey, I'm back~" The old farmer waved his hand from afar, replied, and went uphill in a few quick steps.

The old farmer came to the field where he had only hoeed a third of the ground, and continued to hoe the ground, sweating like rain for a while, with a "ting" sound. The old farmer listened to his heart tightened, just now he found a stone, so he knocked the hoe to a hole, so he had to go to the hoe again, so he hurriedly lifted the hoe and took a look, only to see that the knife edge was still neat and smooth, not like a missing mouth. The old peasant put it on the hoe again, and dug out the soil with his hand, and a fist-sized stone was touched out of the soil by the old peasant, and there was a deep gap in it! The old peasant looked at the stone and then at the hoe, and was very happy in his heart, and said that this hoe was really good! He threw the stone down the hillside and continued to hoe the ground!

When the old farmer rested, he sat down in the field, lifted the mottled old kettle from the field and put it into his mouth, and the tea mixed with sweat flowed down the corner of his mouth and into his neck. Then he gazed warmly, at the sun-dwarning earth and the vegetables that were about to ripen, imagining a good harvest this year......