Two short stoves were placed in a large room in the backyard, and the room was filled with bluestone to make a large dry pond that was half a person tall and one meter wide and narrow. In the pond, 20% hay, 30% fine sand, and 50% dry yellow soil mixed with soil. Nine pieces of steel needle rats with a body size of a palm, and a tail of only two inches long and only saw a field mouse that had just been thrown into the dry pond, and immediately rushed forward like a swarm, and tore the field mouse that had not yet figured out the east, south, west and north into a pile of scattered flesh and blood.

Holding a purple clay teapot that seemed to be old, Maoer, standing next to the dry pond, narrowed his eyes and looked at the nine steel needle mice that were devouring the blood and flesh of field mice, and muttered in a low voice: "Okay, my boys, I have spent my time and effort to burn a lot of money to serve you. When you are waiting for you to see the truth, you must not be afraid!"

With a little fun, the manager with short eyebrows and eyes came to Master Mao'er with a flattering smile and handed a cigarette roll inserted into the jade cigarette holder to Master Mao'er'er: "Master, with these things you trained, I guess Sijiu City is the first to be the first. As long as it is an object that I have taken a fancy to, these things can be picked up by Master. At that time, I will be able to live a fairy-like life every day with my wealth in the rest of my life!"

After pinching the jade cigarette holder that was about to be long with a palm, Maoer took a sip of the cigarette roll, turned his head and sprayed a mouthful of smoke at the manager who came to him: "Don't just pick up nice words here to fool me! That thing is released today?"

He nodded quickly, and the manager reached out to take out a notebook the size of a palm from his arms, and dipped his fingers a little bit and opened the account book: "Master, I remember every piece of this account, and it's impossible to keep it any mistake! In just one month, I have released twenty-eight things in total. Before I released it, I have also fed the things slowly medicines. If I die, I can live for two days. I will definitely not be able to mess with the rules set by the master!"

Unexpectedly, Maoer looked at the steel needle rats in his hand who had eaten up all the flesh and blood of the field mice in the dry pond, but still stretched out his nose and sniffed around. He put the jade cigarette mouth towards the dry pond, reached out to grab a bamboo clip and grabbed a fat field mouse from the rat cage next to the dry pond, and raised his hand and threw it into the dry pond.

Seeing the fierce appearance of the nine steel needle rats that were biting on the field mouse again, Maoer whispered in a low voice: "From tomorrow, let me go. I said that nine of them have trained all the things. In the four nine cities, there are one players in the city. No matter what the scene is in the scene, they will only be the one who has the highest price! Before the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, you must release these nine things!"

The manager, who stared into the size of a chestnut, was so short that his eyebrows were short and his eyes were screaming in surprise: "Master, are you kidding me? Only these nine things. You really spent your time and spent too much money to train them out, and just took them out to others. This transaction is really a big loss!"

With his eyes squinted, Maoer looked at the manager with a smile on his face and looked surprised: "Do you think I can do a loss-making business?"

Blinking a pair of mung bean eyes, the manager sucked his teeth and thought for a while, then shook his head and said to Master Maoer: "Master, there is an old saying in the Sijiu City - money in the cellar is not money, it will last for thousands of years! Just these nine things you trained can be used for at least two years, and the valuable things you can get are indispensable. But if you sell the things like this, it will be a one-time transaction. Even if you can earn a few, it is not much? Besides, the ones in the Sijiu City who see the sky come to our house to wait for the urging of Yang Luoer, and how many of them can you get after you take off your waist will be worth it!"

He took a sip of warm tea from the small purple clay teapot happily, and Master Mao slowly walked around the dry pond: "Just look at your little eyesight. You can only be a urge to listen to the tunes and drinks in this life! I am not afraid to tell you openly that the things I really serve in my hands will be a great success in the city of Sijiu! Just the nine things in front of you, a piece of them is not enough to see the things I serve in my hands! I am so sloppy, and I will do my business as my instructions. When this matter is done, I will not treat you badly!"

He took a look of sudden realization, and the manager, who was short-eyed and narrow-minded, bowed to Master Maoer with a flattering smile: "It's true that I have another constitution in my heart? I'm still thinking about it here. Don't worry about it. I'll find someone to let go of my words. I can't miss my affairs!"

He sneered and pointed a little on his chest with a jade cigarette mouth. Master Maoer smiled at the manager with a bit of ridiculous look: "Just like this twenty days, I see that there are a lot of fragments on you? Why? The door bag and the secret door have been serving you several times, and you are still very comfortable?"

He flatteredly hit Mr. Maoer, and the manager who was short-eyed and narrow-eyed, responded with a flattering smile: "Do you have to rely on me to reward me? Without the things I rewarded by me, I am just a urge to catch seven people in Sijiu City. Who has ever looked at me with a direct look? Don't worry, I know at least."

He waved his hand to let the manager leave the house. Master Maoer listened to the footsteps of the manager and walked away. Then he put down the purple clay teapot and jade cigarette holder in his hand, straightened his arms and shook his sleeves gently, raised his head and shouted to the roof, "My baby, come out for a walk?"

With Maoer's soft shout, a golden honey dog ​​suddenly jumped off the beam of the room (Note 1), and fell gently on Maoer's gently shaking arms. Perhaps he saw the nine extremely fierce steel needle rats in the dry pond. The golden honey dog ​​had thin hair all over his body, and a big tail suddenly curled up, quickly posing as a hunting posture!

Shaking his head gently, Maoer shouted and shouted at the honey dog ​​that was about to slap: "My baby, these little kids are still useful, but you can't be greedy! If you are really hungry, you can eat enough here! Come and walk your legs with these little kids and move on!"

He shook his hands and put the golden honey dog ​​in the dry pond. While looking at the honey dog, Maoer pressed a steel needle mouse over a few seconds, but then he sniffed and threw the steel needle mouse away. He couldn't help laughing: "My baby, I told you that these little guys cannot touch you, but you still have to listen! After suffering so many times, you should have a better memory, right?"

As he spoke, Maoer's hands were not idle. He took out a walnut-sized porcelain bottle from his arms. While he reached out to grab the field mice in the rat cage with bamboo clips, he poured a little of the sticky juice contained in the small porcelain bottle with a faint smell of flowers on the field mice, but threw the field mice with sticky juice on their bodies at their feet.

Suddenly, the voles with sticky juice on their bodies naturally ran away. When Maoer threw the last voles in the mouse cage to the ground, the other voles had already rushed to every corner of the room, screaming and searching for places to escape or hide.

He put the precious little porcelain bottle back into his arms. Master Maoer gently patted his body on the edge of the dry pond, and shouted in a low voice: "Baby, you have eaten!"

As if he could understand Maoer's shouting, the honey dog ​​that was still chasing the steel needle rats and jumped up suddenly and easily rushed out of the half-human-high dry pond.

Under the bright light, the golden-colored honey dog ​​was like a yellow lightning flash, and it was like a ray of yellow lightning. It was a matter of a bowl of tea. The golden-colored honey dog ​​had bitten and killed all the voles scattered in the room, and then took all the corpses of the voles to the feet of Maoer.

Looking at the honey dog ​​with satisfaction at the eyes of his feet that were wide open and shaking his tail slightly, he waited for his dispatch. Master Maoer pointed to the corpse of the field mouse piled up at his feet, and laughed in a low voice: "I'm pretty practicing today, I'll eat it all! After the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, I'll count on you."

Before he finished speaking, the honey dog ​​that was originally standing at Maoer's feet suddenly raised his ears and raised his head to squeak on the roof. The golden fine hair on his body suddenly opened up again!

As his eyes narrowed, Maoer's hands immediately touched the two small squids on his waist, and his eyes were also looking straight towards the roof. But before Maoer's eyes could see something wrong on the roof, accompanied by a rat scream, a walnut-sized house rat fell straight from the roof. It happened to fall on Maoer's shoulder!

The little house mouse that fell from the roof was startled. Maoer Ye subconsciously jumped away two steps toward the side, raised his foot and stepped on the little house mouse that fell from the roof. But the mouse elves, even if they fell from a three or four-story building, would probably be safe and sound. Before Maoer Ye could fall down, the little house mouse had turned around and rushed towards the corner of the house.

As soon as he stepped on the air, Maoer staggered. He hung his head and stepped into the dry pond in the room. He endured the heartache from his ankle. Maoer sucked his lips and whistled hard, then pointed at the little mouse that had escaped: "Baby, bring it back for me!"

As he finished speaking, the honey dog, who had already set off a hunting posture, immediately rushed out. After judging his eyes, he bit the little mouse in his mouth and rushed back to Master Maoer, and then gently threw the little mouse whose bones had been bitten at Master Maoer's feet.

As if he was about to vent his anger, Maoer took out the small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured the sticky juice from the bottle on the little mouse who was still struggling with his legs and feet: "Baby, swallow it for me!" (To be continued.)

ps: Note 1: (Honey dog, scientifically named yellow-throated mink. It has mixed food and especially likes to eat honey, so it is named honey dog. It is alert and fierce, and can even hunt small wild boars and climb. Its ordinary traps are almost ineffective against yellow-throated minks.)
Chapter completed!