Free Wild 25
The Guhuo Bird folded its wings, ignored the guards outside the school, and landed accurately in Mr. Ning's small courtyard.
Ye Lu changed into human form, and with a clang, the pile of gifts she brought fell to the ground.
She held her baby in her arms, "Mr. Ning, Mr. Ning?"
The little purple vine hurriedly stopped Ye Lu and prevented her from approaching the door, but it was obvious that this weak little vine could not stop Ye Lu.
This was an old ancestor who was used to being domineering and overbearing. All the tribes respected and gave way to him. But now he was so friendly and proactive, and his attitude could be described as very kind.
In the room.
Ning Ren paced back and forth with an anxious look on his face. He quickly checked the Nirvana Fire aura in his body and hurriedly hid it deeper into his body.
He felt his mother's breath getting closer and closer outside and took a deep breath.
"Stop if you come."
Ye Lu's ears twitched: "Huh? Mr. Ning is in there."
She picked up the baby bird from her small bag and said, "Mr. Ning, are you taking in chicks here? I don't want you to teach him anything special, just let him live his life."
Ning Ren: “…”
dawdle?
Does mom think he is stupid?
"We don't accept cubs that are too young here. Yours is too young. Wait until the cub period is over before sending it here." Anyway, isn't it he who has the final say on how long the cub period of the Blood Link puppet will last?
You can’t accept it.
If he accepts it, given my mother's personality, she will definitely come here to see him every day.
It's even possible to stay and observe a class...
Ning Ren had no idea how to explain this to his mother.
No matter how much activity was going on in his mind, his voice remained calm and composed: "Let's go, I need to rest."
There was no movement outside for a long time.
Ning Ren was afraid that his mother would burst in, so he turned his back to the door, subconsciously clenched his fists, bit his knuckles with his teeth, and tapped on his backpack desperately to wake up the sleeping Blood Link puppet.
[Hahahahaha, you're so cowardly, I'm dying of laughter]
[What are you calling me, kid? (feigning anger) Call me Mr. Ning!]
[Some gentlemen are really good at pretending, except for the voice, everything else is from the heart, hahahahaha]
[I'm clearly doing something good, but I feel like I'm doing something bad and I'm afraid my mom will find out and beat me up.]
[It feels like an e-human mother hatched an i-human cub...]
Outside the door.
The young bird suddenly opened its eyes.
"mom!"
Ye Lu was startled, "Why did you wake up suddenly?"
The young bird fluttered and landed on the night heron's head, saying hurriedly, "Let's go! Go home! Yuan is hungry!"
Ye Lu pulled him down and said, "Baby! You just finished your meal not long ago."
"But Yuan doesn't want to be here."
The baby bird clicked its neck, tilted its tongue, turned around in its mother's palm, and staggered to the ground.
"Yuan fainted. It's so uncomfortable. Woo woo."
Little Wisteria: "..."
Such poor acting, who can believe this? Are they treating people like fools?
"My poor little thing is in pain!" a scream came out.
Little Wisteria: “?”
The Night Heron nervously rubbed the cub's head, "Okay, okay, don't come, mommy will take you home... No, go find the owl witch doctor."
Little Wisteria: “???”
Ye Lu shouted through the door, "Mr. Ning, I'm leaving with the child first. I'll bring him over when I have the chance."
"Please keep these gifts, Mr. Ning, and help yourself to them!"
After saying this, he didn't stay for even a second, and left in a hurry, holding the baby bird in his arms, the same way he came.
A few minutes later.
From the perspective of the Blood Link Puppet, it looked like the mother had already flown far away.
Ning Rencai gently pushed the door open a crack, observed silently for a while, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Instructing Little Wisteria, "Bring in the things that mom...Ye Lu brought in."
Little Wisteria grunted and moved into the house.
Three large sacks, a bag of dried meat, a bag of dried fruits and nuts, a bag of fresh sweet fruits and canned nectar, etc.
Many of them are his favorite foods.
I hope Mom won’t bring all the snacks from the ancient tree as a gift... Well, it would be a waste to let the Blood-Linked Puppet eat them anyway, so I might as well give them to him.
Ning Ren immediately washed several fresh fruits, placed them on the table, and brought a lot of snacks.
Little Zi Teng poked him hesitantly. Ning Ren turned his head: "Hmm? You want to eat?"
"You are also a plant. If you want to eat, you should produce your own fruits."
“…”
This doesn't sound like human language.
The little purple vine cried out, twisted its thin vines, turned around, and stumbled to the ground. "I feel so uncomfortable, sir, only a few drops of delicious blood can heal me..."
This extremely fake attitude of pretending to be sick made Mr. Ning's mouth twitch.
"Get up, it's useless."
“…”
Little Wisteria got up depressedly, "What that kid just made was obviously very useful."
Ning Ren thought to himself that it was just him and his mother. He had been sick too many times when he was a child, so even if he was faking his illness, his mother would believe it and would even take him for a check-up just in case.
He did this because he relied on his mother's love.
The little purple vine came up and said, "I want blood! I want blood! If you don't give me blood, I won't help you with the work! Only one drop a day, how can I grow up quickly? Wuuwuwu..."
Ning Ren: "Giving too much at once won't do you any good."
The little wisteria threw a tantrum, its two leaves flapping wildly: "I don't care!"
Ning Ren sighed and stood up, "Okay, I'll give you a little more today."
After taking two steps, he suddenly frowned and pressed his fingertips on his temples. After a few seconds, he fell down without any warning.
Little Wisteria: “!!!”
She immediately caught Ning Ren with her vines, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Mr. Ning!"
Ning Ren didn't respond for a long time.
Little Zi Teng burst into tears. She lost too much water from crying and her whole body was wilted. Ning Ren then slowly woke up.
He coughed weakly a few times. "The blood I give you is not ordinary blood. The blood that drips from my fingertips every day actually consumes a lot of energy... Ahem, if you really want to grow up, I..."
"No, no, no! I don't want it anymore! Xiao Teng, I don't want it anymore, wuwuwu, please don't die, wuwuwu... I'm so bad, I shouldn't have urged the master, I was wrong..."
Ning Ren coughed a few more times.
Little Zi Teng quickly rolled him up, moved him to the bed, and also rolled up the fruit snacks over to him, "Eat something quickly!"
Ning Ren touched the leaves of the small wisteria and said, "Thank you. You go and keep watch outside. I'll take a rest after eating."
Little Zi Teng curled up in a ball with guilt and went out of the window. She stood guard at Ning Ren's door, reflecting on herself over and over again. She felt more and more that Mr. Ning was so good and kind, and that she was really hateful.
The kind and frail Mr. Ning slowly sat up from the bed, ate some snacks and fruit, then shook his head and said, "Stupid kid, this is just pretending to be sick..."
Pretending to be sick can indeed solve some problems once and for all.
-
The two young tribesmen selected by the Fanze tribe were finally delivered.
The process was full of twists and turns.
The leader of their tribe repeatedly asked if Mr. Ning only wanted the cubs from their tribe, implying that he wanted to force cubs from other tribes in.
Fan Ze only said: "If you don't believe it, you can go and ask it yourself."
As a leader alone, he naturally didn't have the courage to come here, so he had to say forget it and asked Fan Ze to take the two children away.
There are two children, one with a black tail is called Xiaoxuan, a boy, and the other with a green tail is called Xiaonai, a girl.
Ning Ren placed them behind his small courtyard and asked Xiao Ziteng to watch over them.
That day, Ning Ren sent two hard stones for the two children to practice on. Before they came, Fan Ze had already told them that they would suffer here, and even if they suffered, they would not necessarily become stronger.
The two children still chose to stay.
Ning Ren stood silently by, watching Xiaoxuan and Xiaonai endure the pain and the tears in their eyes, and train according to his requirements.
The first training session lasted for half an hour before Ning Ren called for a stop.
He took out the ointment and prepared to apply it to the two children, but the two children were sensible and shy and said thank you teacher to him, and bowed respectfully, not letting Ning Ren touch them, and applied the ointment to each other.
Ning Ren twisted his fingers behind his waist, feeling reluctant.
"The training will last at least six months, and I'm not sure of the longest. You two can choose to go back."
Xiaonai: "Teacher, we don't want to go back."
Xiao Xuan: "Yes, Brother Fan Ze is supporting the tribe alone. We all feel that he is very tired and hard-working."
Xiao Nai: "Father and Mother said that if the tribe wants to become stronger, more and more Fan Ze brothers must appear."
Xiao Xuan: "We two are not afraid of difficulties."
Xiaonai: "We are brave children."
The two cubs held hands and made a super childish fist-clenching and rushing forward gesture that they had learned from somewhere.
Ning Ren felt dazed for a moment, feeling that Xiao Nai's words were a little familiar. After thinking about it and not remembering it, he smiled. His expression vaguely overlapped with a gradually blurred figure in his memory, and his voice was gentle.
"Yes, things change over time. Don't bully the poor young ones."
-
Half a year passed in a flash.
The benefits of the various skills that Ning Ren brought along the river bank began to show clearly. The grain harvest before the big hunt was 20% more than in previous years.
Twenty percent may not sound like much, but it is enough to feed one more person in the family and save them from hunger for a while.
And it’s only been half a year.
Because the leaders were responsible for all the members of the tribe, they only conducted experiments among those tribes that were willing to carry out the reform experiment.
By next year, when more people are willing to join in and their skills are more sophisticated, the harvest will definitely be even greater than this year.
The day of the big hunt.
Ning Ren looked at the tribesmen outside who were packing up their things and preparing to move underground.
After six months of feeding, the wisteria in front of his door has grown very beautiful. The voice that entered Ning Ren's heart has become a girl's voice and is clearer.
Zi Teng: "Sir, I want to go out for a big hunt and leave my job for a while. I can't guard the door for you!"
Ning Ren felt that Little Zi Teng was sometimes as lively as his fifth sister Dorothea, and felt a little helpless: "You haven't transformed yet."
Zi Teng: "How long do we have to wait for him to transform? He can only live for twenty years. If I don't go soon, he will be old!"
Ning Ren: "Are you sure Wen Guang likes you?"
Zi Teng couldn't believe it: "I am Mr. Ning's gatekeeper, and he is just one of Mr. Ning's humble students. How dare he dislike me? If he doesn't like me, I'll chop his head off!"
Ning Ren: “…”
He waved his hands with a headache.
"You go ahead."
After thinking for a moment, Ning Ren added, "You can give him a flower. Those who become partners in the Great Hunting, whether it's the man or the woman who takes the initiative, will give flowers."
The wisteria cocked its leaves proudly.
“I can bloom on my own!”
She bloomed a lovely little white flower and handed it to Ning Ren's palm.
"Hey, it bloomed successfully on the first try! This flower is for you, sir. Thank you, sir... well... you are half my teacher now, thank you, sir!"
Ning Ren stared at the flower in his palm for a while, thinking about the little white flowers of the holy vine.
But the small white flowers of the holy vine were nothing like this flower. He felt that his idea was absurd, smiled, and erased the guess from his mind.
Such a stupid and jumpy gatekeeper vine can never be related to the noble holy vine ten thousand years later.
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