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“Er Niii!”

“Hmm?”

Feng Qing’an, who was engrossing himself in the braised pork, raised his head and looked at Yin Shi, who had a hesitant expression on her face.

“What’s the matter, Mom?”

“You…”

Yin Shi looked at her son in front of her, still hesitant.

“Let me say it!”

Seeing Yin Shi’s hesitation, Feng Shouli, who was also eating at the table, couldn’t stand it. This man, who used to be simple and honest, had changed a lot in the past year, at least he was willing to wear rich-looking brocade clothes.

“The end of the year is coming. Your mother and I have a lot of things to do, so we probably won’t be able to come back in the evenings. If you’re too scared to stay alone at home, I can take you to your grandfather’s house!”

Feng Shouli said bluntly. Hearing this, Feng Qing’an almost laughed out loud. He knew his parents had a lot of businesses in the county town. They probably needed more time due to the end of the year rush.

“No need, why go to grandfather’s house? It’s more comfortable to stay in my own house. You can go ahead and get busy, don’t worry about me!”

Feng Qing’an was being sweet and submissive. Although he went out for a walk every night, wasn’t it more convenient to have the yard to himself? He could do whatever he wanted as long as he didn’t cause any destruction.

“I always feel uneasy if you are home alone!”

Yin Shi couldn’t help but express her worries. Even though her children were sensible, in her eyes, Feng Qing’an was still a child who hadn’t grown up yet. “Who says I’ll be home alone? Black Mountain will keep me company, won’t

Feng Qing’an said carelessly. Even without using his demonic powers, he didn’t feel threatened by anyone in the village.

“Is it the same Black Mountain that you raised?”

Feng Shouli couldn’t help but question it. The dog had disappeared from their house for a while, and suddenly one day, his son brought back a bulky black dog and said it was Black Mountain, their lost dog. Its fur was much darker, though.

“How can it not be?” Feng Qing’an immediately shouted towards the door,

“Black Mountain!”

Suddenly, a black figure rushed in like a whirlwind, squatting in front of Feng Qing’an, wagging its tail at him so hard that it was a blur. “Why are you sitting, stand up!”

Black Mountain immediately stood up on all fours.

“Sit down!”

Black Mountain complied obediently.

“Shake hands!”

Feng Qing’an stretched out his palm, and the large paw of the dog landed on it.

“Lie down!”

“Open your mouth!”

“Bowing! ”

After a series of commands, Feng Qing’an finally stopped after Black Mountain absurdly mimicked a human bowing. He then turned to the stunned Feng Shouli and Yin Shi and asked,

“What other dog can do all these things?”

“This…”

The couple looked at each other and were speechless for a moment. They had seen their son’s dog show a higher level of intelligence compared to other dogs in the village, with the ability to understand and follow commands.

“After going out and about, its appearance has changed a lot!”

Yin Shi muttered softly, but she didn’t say anything else. After all, the dog was very obedient, which was rare. It didn’t matter if it wasn’t Black Mountain, as long as it was like Black Mountain.

“As the saying goes, a girl changes a lot when she turns eighteen. People change as they grow up, and dogs grow faster than humans. When Black Mountain left, it was small. Now it’s been several months. Changing its fur to black isn’t a big deal. It’s very obedient and can guard the house. With Black Mountain around, Er Niu can stay home alone.”

Feng Shouli found an extremely plausible reason. Apart from the unusual color of the fur, this dog felt much the same as the old Black Mountain, so there was nothing to agonize over.

“What about food and drink?”

“Are you still worried about that? Isn’t the chicken and duck in the yard prepared for it? If it’s really hungry, it can kill its own.”

Feng Shouli didn’t care. He was worried at first, but now he’s used to it. After all, it wasn’t a waste – everything that was killed ended up in its stomach.

Even so, after dinner, Yin Shi pulled Feng Qing’an aside and kept on rambling on for a while. Even after all her talking, she was still not satisfied and dragged Black Mountain over and reminded it to protect Feng Qingan well.

Feng Qing’an sympathetically glanced at the dog, whose face registered utter bewilderment. He then took the opportunity to escape. If not now, then when?

The next morning after the couple left home, snow fluttered down from the sky. In this peaceful snow-covered world, Feng Qing’an, bare-chested and barefooted, walked into the yard through the deep snow.

He was now impervious to the cold and heat. The reason why he wasn’t wearing clothes or shoes was that they would be meaningless to him. In his current state, he could easily cause ordinary clothes to burst; they simply couldn’t withstand his strength.

Cock-a-doodle-doo-

The large rooster, who looked foolish and gaudy wandering around in the chicken coop in the snowfall, was particularly noticeable, but Feng Qing’an was not fooled by its poor disguise.

He took a step forward, covering nearly thirty feet in an instant. When he appeared again, he had grabbed the Five-colored Brocade Chicken. The chicken was so scared it was squawking, its wings unable to flutter because they were held by Feng Qing’an. “Identify! ”

[Species: Brocade Chicken] [Attribute: Poultry] [Potential Level: Spirit Awakening?High]

[Combat Level: None]

The potential level of this guy has increased again, even without Feng Qing’an’s attention. But, Feng Qing’an had already found the reason.

“My hair, does it taste good?”

Upon hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, the rooster, which was struggling desperately, suddenly froze. Its black eyes widened, momentarily revealing a wealth of emotions.

Shock, terror ?

Feng Qing’an couldn’t read too much into it, but he could tell that this rooster understood human language. The so-called combat power could also only be used as a reference.

This bird, aside from not having demonic power, was already a demon in every other aspect.

Feng Qing’an knew why the chicken hadn’t become a demon; it never left the yard. Under the suppression of the righteous aura, even a great demon would have to kneel, let alone a mere chicken thinking of becoming a demon. Dream on!

“It seems that it tastes quite good!”

Feng Qing’an released his palm, allowing the chicken to flutter down to the ground. Now that the Five-colored Brocade Chicken was free, it was no longer the dull creature of ordinary times. It stood frozen on the spot, not knowing what to do, caught in a quandary.

“What do you say? Would you like to come with me into the mountains?”

Hearing this, the Five-colored Brocade Chicken raised its head to look at Feng Qing’an and then carefully took a step back, clearly expressing its refusal..