Chapter 89: Frightened Chicken
"Erniu!"
"Um?"
Feng Qing'an, who was eating big bites of braised pork, raised his head and looked at Yin, who had a hesitant look on his face.
"What's wrong? Mom!"
"you……"
Yin looked at her son in front of her, still hesitant.
"Let me tell you!"
Seeing Yin's hesitation, Feng Shouli, who was also eating at the table, couldn't stand it anymore. This originally simple and honest man had changed a lot in the past year. At least he was willing to wear thick and noble brocade clothes.
"It's the end of the year now. Your mother and I have a lot of things to do. We may not be able to come back at night. You have to stay at home alone for a few days. If you are really scared, I can send you to your grandfather!"
Feng Shouli spoke frankly, and Feng Qing'an almost laughed out loud when he heard this. He knew that his parents had invested in many businesses in the county, and they were probably too busy as the year was coming to an end, so they wanted to squeeze out more time.
"No, why go to my grandfather's house? It's not as safe as living in your own house. Go and do your work. Don't worry about me!"
Feng Qing'an looked well-behaved and docile. Although he would go out for a walk every night, it was more convenient for him to be the only one in the yard. As long as he didn't cause any damage, he could do whatever he wanted.
"You should go to your grandfather's place. I always feel uneasy when you are alone at home!"
Yin couldn't help but worry. Although her children were very sensible, in her eyes, Feng Qing'an was just a child who had not grown up yet.
"Who said I was alone at home? Isn't Heishan here to keep me company?"
Feng Qing'an said nonchalantly that even without borrowing the power of the devil, he didn't think anyone in the village could threaten him.
"Is that the black mountain you raised?"
Feng Shouli couldn't help but question at this time. The dog disappeared from their home for a while, and suddenly one day, his son came with a big black dog and said that this was the lost black dog. Although the size was similar, the fur had become too black.
"Why not?"
Feng Qingan immediately shouted outside the door,
"Montenegro!"
Suddenly, a black shadow rushed over like a black whirlwind, squatted in front of Feng Qingan, and shook its tail at him so hard that it even left an afterimage.
"What are you squatting for? Stand up!"
Heishan suddenly stood on all fours.
"sit down!"
Montenegro did as he was told.
"shake hands!"
Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand, and the huge dog paw rested on his palm.
"Get down!"
"Open your mouth!"
"Bow!"
It was a smooth demonstration. At the end, Feng Qingan even asked Heishan to imitate a human bow. Then he stopped and looked at Feng Shouli and Yin who were already stunned. He asked,
"Besides Montenegro, what other dog can do this?"
"this……"
The couple looked at each other, speechless for a moment. They had seen similar scenes before, and they also knew that the dog their son raised was more intelligent than the dogs in the village. It could understand whatever was said and could execute it.
"After going out for a while, his appearance has changed so much!"
Yin muttered something in a low voice, but didn't say anything else. After all, it was rare for a dog to be so obedient. It was not as good as Heishan, but it was better than Heishan.
"As the saying goes, girls change a lot when they grow up. Even a person can change their appearance when they grow up. This dog grows up much faster than a person. Heishan was small when he left. Now he is a few months old. It's nothing that his fur has become darker. It's rare for him to be so obedient and he can also guard the house. With Heishan around, Erniu can stay at home alone."
Feng Shouli found a very ridiculous reason, because apart from the slightly unusual fur color, the feeling this dog gave him was indeed not much different from the previous Black Mountain, so there was nothing to worry about.
"What about food and drink?"
"You're still worried about this? Aren't the chickens and ducks in the yard prepared for him? If he's really hungry, just kill them yourself!"
Feng Shouli said indifferently. He felt sad before, but now he has got used to it. After all, nothing was wasted. He ate it all.
But even so, Yin still talked a lot to Feng Qing'an after dinner. Even after she finished talking, she was still not satisfied. She grabbed Heishan, pulled him, and told Heishan to protect Feng Qing'an.
Feng Qing'an looked at the dog with sympathy, his face showing confusion, and then took the opportunity to run away. If he didn't run now, when would he run?
And on the morning of the second day after the couple left home, when snow was falling from the sky and the world was peaceful, Feng Qing'an, shirtless, walked into the yard on the snow.
At this moment, he is immune to cold and heat. The reason why he does not wear clothes or shoes and socks is that it is meaningless even if he wears them. With his current physique, these ordinary clothes can be easily torn apart and they cannot withstand his current strength at all.
Oh oh~
In the snowy weather, the silly-looking big rooster wandering around in the chicken coop is particularly conspicuous, but Feng Qingan will not be fooled by this clumsy disguise.
He took a step forward, and the distance of nearly ten feet was passed in a flash. When he reappeared, he had already grabbed the Golden Pheasant. The pheasant was frightened and screamed, but it could no longer flap its wings because it had been caught by Feng Qingan.
"Identification!"
[Race: Golden Pheasant]
【Attribute: Poultry】
[Potential Level: Spiritual Enlightenment·Superior]
[Combat Power Level: None]
This guy's potential level has increased again, and this is even when Feng Qingan has basically not paid any attention to him. However, Feng Qingan has found the reason.
"My hair, is it delicious?"
Upon hearing Feng Qing'an's words, the big rooster, which had been struggling hard, froze instantly, its dark eyes widened, and in that instant it revealed a very rich range of emotions.
Shocked, horrified...
Feng Qing'an didn't see much, but he could see that this guy really understood what people said. The so-called combat power can only be used as a reference.
This guy can be considered a monster in every aspect except that he has no demonic powers.
Feng Qing'an also knew why the chicken did not turn into a monster, because it had never left the yard. Under the suppression of the righteous energy, even a big monster would have to lie down, let alone a chicken like this. If it wanted to become a monster, forget it!
“It looks delicious!”
Feng Qing'an loosened his grip and let the chicken flutter to the ground. The Golden Pheasant, having regained its freedom, no longer had its usual silly look. It stood there stiffly, not knowing what to do and looking extremely conflicted.
"How about it? Do you want to go with me into the mountains for a walk?"
Hearing this, the Golden Pheasant raised its head, glanced at Feng Qingan, then cautiously took a step back, conveying its meaning very clearly.
