When he woke up the next day, Gongliang felt that his strength had become stronger again, and his body had become much stronger.
After thinking about it, it was probably not the reason for eating wild beast meat last night, but the frequent use of blood-burning techniques to hunt wild beasts yesterday.
The Burning Blood Art burns the essence and blood of wild beasts in the Yaoyuan pattern on his body into pure essence and pours it into his body. His body is like being strengthened again and again. Although frequent use will cause damage to the body, after repair, the muscles and bones will undoubtedly be strengthened. The flesh and blood become tighter and stronger, and even the meridians may be widened.
This is like exercising, a person who is originally weak will become strong through exercise; it is also like a person working with his hands. After being tempered, his originally young hands will form calluses and become stronger and stronger.
However, the premise of these is that the injured body can be repaired. If it cannot be repaired, everything will be in vain.
But with the two cheating things of zhenqi and fruit space, some minor injuries are nothing to Gongliang. Furthermore, according to Huangren's strong physique, even if it doesn't need to be repaired, it can be recovered by resting for a while.
After staying in the wooden house on the giant tree for another two days, Gongliang was about to hit the road, but the sky suddenly turned gloomy and a drizzle began to fall.
He had no choice but to continue to stay in the cabin.
There was nothing to do on a rainy day, so Yuan Gungun and the chicken lay down together and slept on the animal skin. Mi Gu, who was sitting in the cage, was full of energy and looked around with big eyes. Gong Liang, on the other hand, sat bored at the door of the wooden house. Looking at the rain outside.
The rain is getting heavier.
After a while, the heavy rain fell, and the galloping momentum was like thousands of horses galloping together without any delay.
Heavy rain poured on the roof of the wooden house, and the water lines flowed from the eaves to the giant tree. They were continuous and beautiful.
In one corner of the corner, the cracks that were not nailed very firmly were soaked by the rainwater, and the water suddenly dripped down drop by drop.
Every drop seemed to fall on Gongliang's heart, and all the memories from the past life suddenly came to mind.
That year, he just started writing a book. In order to experience the scenes described in the book, he took a trip to a small water town in Suzhou. I remember that the rain that day was so continuous, fluttering, like silk, like mist, Like smoke, it falls on the face with cool strands, and flows into the mouth sweetly, like rice wine, like honey, like a dream, like an illusion.
At that time, he came out of the small town and was about to walk onto an ancient stone arch bridge.
At this time, a woman wearing a white silk cheongsam embroidered with a winter plum blossom, holding an ink painting umbrella, walked from the opposite side.
That love, that scene, that rain, that person made his heart beat involuntarily.
After so many years, he can no longer remember the appearance of that person, but every time it rains, when he thinks of that scene, his heart will always flutter inexplicably. That is his youth!
Gong Liang lamented the past years at the door of the wooden house, while Migu in the cage behind him was also moving.
The little guy stood in the cage, looking around with curious eyes. After watching it for a while, he seemed unwilling to be confined to this small area, so he grabbed the wooden railings on the cage and turned it outwards with all his strength.
"Bang"
Gong Liang was still reminiscing when he suddenly heard a loud sound from behind. Looking back, he saw Migu lying on the ground with his legs in the air. He quickly walked over, picked up the little guy and looked up and down carefully. After finding that he was not injured, he He breathed a sigh of relief.
The little guy had no idea that he had done something wrong. He opened his big eyes and looked at him with an innocent expression.
Gongliang didn't care what she did, and pretended to be angry and said: "You are not allowed to crawl anymore, you know? Otherwise I will spank you." After saying that, he reached out and made a spanking gesture.
The little guy still looked at her stupidly, but the nine-colored tail that kept wagging betrayed her uneasy mood.
In order to prevent the little one from crawling out of the cage again, Gongliang hugged her and lay on the soft animal skin in the house, playing with her.
"Migu"
"Migu"
When Gongliang mumbled, the little guy also muttered mikou, which was very fun. But he looked so childish that even Yuan Gungun, who was sleeping beside him, couldn't help but look up at him.
"Boom boom"
I don’t know if the little guy was tired of calling Migu, but suddenly he shouted “Beep, Beep”, and he didn’t even know what it meant.
After hearing this, Gongliang's heart moved and he said to Migu: "Come on, call daddy, daddy."
"Eight-eight," Migu shouted, blinking.
"dad."
"Baba."
"dad."
"Daddy."
Gongliang taught for a long time, and the little guy could only call him daddy. Although he softened two sounds, he still managed to make do. He couldn't be too harsh on the child. Then he taught Mi Gu to call Yuanyuan's name "Gungun", which is the word "Gungun".
It's not difficult for her, she can do it in a moment, but the call is not very accurate, it's fun to call, and the sound is lingering. As for the chicken, she can only call chicken.
After playing with the little guy for a while, Gongliang saw Yuan Gungun still sleeping in, so Gongliang shouted: "Yuan Gungun, come here."
Yuan Gun Gun raised his head and shouted "Ao Ao", I want to sleep.
Gongliang glared at it and lectured: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, you've been sleeping all day long, come here and let Migu ride it."
Yuan Gungun refused to let her ride him, so he continued to sleep with his head buried in his head.
Gongliang saw it, so he carried Mi Gu over and sat on it. Yuan Gungun became angry immediately, stood up and yelled at Gongliang: If you let her ride me again, I will bite you to death. After saying that, he opened his mouth wide and gestured to Gongliang.
Gongliang rushed towards it. Gongliang pushed it down, then sat on its back, holding Migu in his arms and sitting on it.
Mi Gu sat on it, shouting "Guji, Guji" in excitement.
Round and round like a turtle, he lay on the ground and scratched his hands and feet, and cried out pitifully: Ouch, Gongliang, let me go quickly, or I will bite you to death. Ouch, Gongliang, let me go quickly, Gongliang you.
Butt is so heavy!
After sitting on Yuan Gungun and playing with Mi Gu for a while, Gong Liang hugged Mi Gu and left.
When they came together, Yuan Gungun rushed towards Gong Liang angrily.
It was no match for Gongliang. He pushed it down again and rode on him. It was round and plump, and it was soft and warm when sitting on it. Gongliang felt that it could be used as a cushion.
He was playing with Yuan Gungun, and when Mi Gu saw the heavy rain outside, he immediately became interested and crawled out. Gongliang kept an eye on her and when he saw her going out, he grabbed her colorful tail. The little guy crawled hard with both hands and feet.
After struggling for a while, I found that I couldn't climb up, so I had to turn over and lie on the ground, looking at Gongliang helplessly.
Gong Liang grabbed her nine-colored tail and pulled her forward.
The soft fur was so smooth that Mi Gu slid over it in one go.
The little guy seemed to have discovered some interesting game, so he turned over and climbed up. After crawling a few steps, he turned over and lay on the ground again, looking at Gongliang.
Gongliang pulled it over again.
The little guy got up and crawled out again. The father-in-law was curious about what she was going to do. So, he let her crawl forward this time without pulling her. Who knew that after the little guy crawled forward for two steps, he turned over and lay on the ground again. When he saw him
Instead of pulling her, she wagged her tail and barked, signaling for him to pull her over.
Gongliang is speechless, this can be played.
This is indeed playable, and the little guy had a lot of fun playing it, playing it all day long.