Once he went into the mountain, he had a lot of harvest. Mo Ran has been busy fiddling with the medicine he dug out these days. Mo Jiabao spends five or six hours practicing every day, so there is no need for Mo Ran to keep staring at it.

That day, Mo Ran had just dried the herbs and walked to the backyard with a basket. The general came up with a barking, and his nose hit the basket in Mo Ran's hand, jumping up and down so hard that he couldn't stop.

"Okay, you're not a monkey, you're jumping around like this all day long." Mo Ran patted the general's head, sat in the sun, and took out a large piece of half-frozen raw meat from the basket, with scarlet blood still hanging on it.

As soon as Mo Ran let go, the general pulled the piece of meat paste, pressing his front paws, biting it fiercely.

"The general's appetite seems to be getting bigger and bigger these days." Mo Jiabao wiped his head full of sweat and sat next to Mo Ran. He felt someone approaching the general's throat immediately roar with a low warning, pressing the raw meat tightly with his front paws.

Mo Ran didn't say anything, but Mo Jiabao said dissatisfied at the general who obviously turned against him, "I have a big appetite and a big temper. I dare to yell at me. Mo Ran, do you really plan to raise it like this?"

Mo Ran nodded, "Just raise it like this."

Then, regardless of the general's dangerous posture, he kicked it on its still bloodshot mouth, "Eat yours!"

It's strange that the general's low roar immediately turned a corner and became sobbing, then he obediently lowered his head to chew its flesh, which made Mo Jiabao sigh.

In fact, the raw meat the general ate was not ordinary meat, but tiger meat! That's right, it was the tiger they hunted into the mountains. In the end, Mo Jiabao and Chen Hu tied the tiger to the roof of the car and got it back. Mo Jiabao took away the incomplete tiger skin. After all, it was his first hunting prey, although his contribution was only a small part, at least it was a souvenir.

As for the tiger meat, except for the delicious food that gave the villagers some delicious food, Mo Ran took away all the meat and became the general's food ration these days.

Mo Ran did it on purpose. Since the general fought with the Tibetan mastiff, Mo Ran decided to let the general be a wild beast. Yes, it was a wild beast.

The general was originally just a watchdog, and making it stronger would only stimulate the wildness in the animal's body. Mo Ran asked it to eat raw flesh with blood and let it fight with coyotes. Now the general seems to have the breath of a wild beast.

When the first time he was fed it, the general was gnawing. The animals were all protected by food. If they met those who covet their prey, they would not recognize their relatives. That day, Mo Ran had just walked to the general's side, and the general immediately raised his head and roared in alertness. As a result, Mo Ran, who was still calm in the previous moment, kicked away the meat protected by the general without any warning.

The general seemed to have not dared to attack, but it was almost done. He bent his body and bared his teeth at Mo Ran. As a result, Mo Ran kicked over several times, and couldn't stand up even if he beat the general. He had a knife in his hand, and it was almost a little bit like he stabbed into the general's eyes!

Mo Jiabao saw the situation that day with his own eyes! He was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth. Seeing the general lower his head and crawling at Mo Ran's feet with his tail in his arms. If it could speak, it must have been admitting his mistakes and repentance at that time!

As a result, Mo Ran was torturing the general that afternoon. The raw meat was placed in front of the general and kicked it away when the general ate it. If it dared to yell, it would be beaten up again. Until later, the general didn't dare to smell the meat delivered to the door, and didn't dare to look at it. He just lay at Mo Ran's feet and whined, Mo Ran was kind enough to let it eat.

After that day, the general's food was completely replaced by raw meat. The general became wilder, and the only person who could drink it as soon as he opened his mouth was Mo Ran. Mo Jiabao had fed it for a few years, but it turned against him.

Mo Jiabao didn't understand why Mo Ran raised the general like this, so he asked, but Mo Ran only said that the general would follow her in the future, but she didn't need a watchdog.

...

The first month is almost over, and the villagers in Mojia Village are gradually getting busy. They go out and collect herbs, and Zhang Ke and Zhang Ting have also decided to leave, and they are about to start school.

The day before leaving, Mo Ran and Mo Jiabao were invited to Mr. Mo’s house for lunch, which was considered to see him off to Zhang Ke and Zhang Ting. Mo Ran returned home before dark.

With the herbs that have been sunburned these days and some poisonous insects that have finally been brought to life, Mo Ran's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to try the effect!

Standing in the misty bathroom, she spent a lot of effort to repair this bathroom. This cedar wooden bathtub was specially made by Mo Ran by Mo Jiabao. It can maximize the effect of the medicine. She added boiling water and put the herbs and poisonous insects prepared in advance.

When the water temperature dropped slightly and the color of the water became darker, Mo Ran took off his clothes and soaked in. As soon as he entered, he almost jumped out! The current water temperature is at least 70 degrees, which normal people can't stand it at all! But Mo Ran gritted his teeth and sat down cruelly.

The medicine bath should have changed the water at least three times, but she couldn't do it alone, so she had to cherish the effect of the first medicine. After a while, Mo Ran's whole body was burning red, and the sweat on her head was even more flowing like water!

These medicines are extremely hot, especially under Mo Ran's dispensation, the effects of the medicines conflict with each other. When they enter the body along the pores, the pain that seems to be gnawed by thousands of poisonous insects is truly there! Moreover, the pain continues to accumulate, and Mo Ran's consciousness gradually becomes blurred.

At this time, outside the iron gate of Mo Ran’s house, a slender figure quietly appeared in the darkness, standing quietly in the night for a long time, suddenly jumped up, and passed the iron gate lightly. With a little force on the roof, he came to the main house where Mo Ran lived, and pushed open the window and flashed in without stopping!

A series of movements were extremely fast, and the general guarding the door did not notice it at all!

After the man stood firm, he observed a little light in the room, and then he saw a slight ray of light flowing out from a closed door. His starry eyes were narrowed in the darkness. He thought Mo Ran had gone to bed early at this time.

After sucking his breath, the man slowly came to the door. There was no movement inside. He thought for a moment, but he still let go of his spiritual sense and observed it for a while. The result was that he was surprised. His beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but raise his hand, holding the door handle, hesitated slightly, and still opened it.

The door made a slight creaking sound when it opened, and the long legs finally walked in. The foggy bathroom was filled with a strong smell of medicine. The starry eyes narrowed, as if due to the sudden light, but the long eyelashes covered the darkness.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

Thank you for your concern. The pub article has hit me a big blow. I don’t show up just to calm myself down. I am afraid of doing impulsive things. The editor asked me to choose whether to put it on the shelves independently. The meaning is that if it is on the shelves, Yaojin will not have any recommendations for mobile phones that are normally on the shelves, and there will be no more people to pay attention to this book. If it is not on the shelves, it will be streamlined and finished without spending time. I chose 150,000 yuan to put it on the shelves independently. This is the calmest decision.

I have always been writing full-time, but today I feel exhausted. I feel so heartbroken when I click on the web. I happened to have a friend introduced me to work yesterday. Today I discussed with her. If everything goes well, I will go to work in a few days. I will try to save some manuscripts these days, so I don’t have to worry about how I abandon the article, and I will write as much as possible. I have lost the pk and will not lose the readers’ confidence in me again.
Chapter completed!