The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

He also went with them to catch sheep, slaughtered them, skinned them, marinated them, and prepared them for roasting at night.

And the hand-caught mutton has also begun to prepare.

The old patriarch's wife did it herself, leading a few women to chatter away.

Gongyang Xinghan took a look in the yurt, which was very similar to a yurt, except for a portrait of "Genghis Khan".

Changed to a statue of a deity drawn in sheepskin.

Gongyang Xinghan went up to look at it for a long time, the more he looked at the statue, the more familiar he felt, shouldn't it?

I came to the other world alone, logically speaking, there should be no old knowledge here, and although the painting of the god is distorted, there is a third of the charm in it.

Especially the board, which looks very strong at first glance, the iconic curly hair, and the mole on the chin, no matter how he looks, he looks like his fourth cousin who runs a ranch.

Still the younger version of the fourth cousin.

Because the person in the portrait doesn't have that scar on his face.

It was the fourth cousin who was pushed by a bull's horn back then, disfigured, and there is still a big stitched scar on his back.

But, why, the portrait of the suspected fourth cousin was hung in the yurt of the wild wolf tribe in another world?

"Who is this?" Gongyang Xinghan's eyes were red, and he asked Berg who happened to pass by him.

"This is the God of Shepherds of our grassland herdsmen." Berg saluted respectfully: "He can bless our livestock to grow up healthily and not get sick."

Gongyang Xinghan was stunned: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He followed suit and bowed.

Berg did not expect that the Knights of the Golden Dragon King would be so respectful to the gods of the grassland people. Although the mainland believes in freedom, more people believe in the God of Light, and magicians also believe in their own magic gods. The gods are only believed by grassland people. For this reason, the Guangming God Sect even wanted to come to the grassland to spread the gospel of light many times, but the effect was not good.

Compared with the church priests who are desperate for money, the shamans produced by the grassland people themselves are more trustworthy.

Because shamans can not only treat human diseases, but also treat livestock. This is the shaman that the grassland people like. It is not enough to treat people with a silver coin, but treating livestock is like being insulted. Even if it is watching, I need a gold coin too, or I won't come!

The Light God Sect tried several times but failed to spread the gospel on the grasslands. However, many low-level pastors did have a bright faith in their hearts and voluntarily stayed on the grasslands to serve the people.

At the same time, the grassland has also become one of the destinations of the Holy See's "exile".

Berg left with a happy smile and told his parents that Abraham Dragon Knight is a real "knight" and he respects every god.

The Golden Dragon King was on the side at the time, and he sneered after hearing this, even people are not from here, so they still respect gods?

Gongyang Xinghan touched the statue, because the sheepskin used had been drawn for a long time, and it had been smoked to a dark yellow color, and the sheepskin was a little brittle.

It is estimated that the statue is also distorted a lot because of this.

Just in time, after hearing what his son said about it, the old patriarch came in to have a look.

"Who are you?" The old patriarch was stunned when he saw that Gongyang Xinghan looked at the statue in a daze and even shed tears silently.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gongyang Xinghan wiped away the tears that flowed unconsciously: "I was fascinated by the statue just now, and my eyes were straight, and now I'm crying. It's really rude."

Generally, people with faith respect the gods they believe in very much. It is actually very rude for him to keep staring at him in this different world.

"It's okay, you...hehe, you also think our God of Shepherds is very powerful, right?" The old patriarch had nothing to say, so it's hard for him, an honest herdsman, to find a topic flexibly after being the patriarch for so many years. It's not easy anymore.

"It's very powerful." Gongyang Xinghan wiped away his tears and asked him: "But, this statue looks like it's been a long time, right? The skin is brittle."

"It was passed down from my grandfather." The old patriarch also had a hard time: "It's not very convenient for us here, we only go to Naadam every three to five years, and those who come to collect tax money go there to collect the money and finish the job. You know, people on our grasslands live by water and grass. Although we have a king, they only pay tribute regularly. The temple is in the capital of the king, and we don’t go there at all. When my grandfather went out for training when he was young, he brought back the god statue. Unfortunately, I am old now, and my son has to help me manage the tribe, so I have no chance to travel, and I can’t replace it. Otherwise, I will ask someone to bring back a new one. The god statue also allows our tribe to receive a lot of gifts from God."

Gongyang Xinghan can understand that this different world is much more dangerous than his world.

Traveling abroad requires strong force for protection, otherwise, it is not traveling but an adventure.

Besides, I'm used to being self-sufficient here, and I don't have much money, let alone strong people. Going out alone is a lot of danger.

Like them, the combination of four dragons, three dragon knights, and six unknown little elemental dragon cubs is the first on the mainland.

"Then I..." As soon as Gongyang Xinghan heard this, he had an idea. He thought, if he could go to the temple and see the real statue, would he be able to understand it more clearly? Man, is he fourth cousin?

Or just alike.

After all, he didn't get along with the fourth cousin very long, but he was familiar with his relatives, especially the fourth cousin in the whole family was curly.

It is said that because the ancestors have foreign blood, several cousins ​​are tall, but the fourth cousin is the tallest, and he is the only one with curly hair. When he was young, he was even regarded as a little girl by his aunt who had no daughter. braid.

This is when my father drank too much with his fourth cousin, and he didn't let out the baldness of the door. He was also there at that time, and the memory is deep.

But at this moment, a person ran in panickedly from outside, it was Berg, and shouted anxiously to the old patriarch: "Daddy, daddy! The one-horned ox of the Qiqige family has gone crazy again!"

"What?" The old patriarch turned pale with fright: "Take me to have a look!"

When Gongyang Xinghan heard that the cow was going crazy, he also ran out behind them, but was grabbed by the neck by the Golden Dragon King at the door and brought him back: "What are you doing?"

"I'll go and have a look!" Gongyang Xinghan couldn't let go of his dragon claws, so he had to discuss in a good voice: "I heard that the one-horned ox has gone crazy!"

"What's so interesting about going crazy?" The Golden Dragon King didn't let go: "Besides, that beast has great strength. Why don't you go to see the fun and wonder about the bullfight?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Gongyang Xinghan several times with his long eyes, the contempt in his eyes was too clear: With your small body, do you still want to fight a bull?

Goat fights are dangerous.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Gongyang Xinghan also frowned: "I just went to see, what's the matter?"

He also needs to be tough once in a while, he can't always be soft, can he?Will be underestimated by the dragon!

"Where are the little dragon cubs?" Golden Dragon King changed the subject bluntly.

"In the space." Gongyang Xinghan also knew the importance, so he didn't dare to say it out loud, so he whispered: "If you don't let me see it, I'll let you see the little dragon cubs!"

This threat was very effective. With a dark face, the Golden Dragon King held Ram Xinghan for a few glances, then stuffed Ram Xinghan's arm into his own and clamped it: "Let's go."

Gongyang Xinghan: "...?"

He looked at the Golden Dragon King, and then at his own arm.

"What are you looking at?" Golden Dragon King curled his lips: "I'm not by your side, if that one-horned ox runs towards you, I can only look for you on the wall."

That means hands, Gongyang Xinghan will be pushed against the wall by the bull.

"Okay." In order not to be pushed against the wall by the mad cow, Gongyang Xinghan conceded defeat, was dragged to the barn by his arms.

There are already many people around, but they are not here to watch the excitement, but each of them is holding a huge wooden club, ready to hit the crazy one-horned bull at any time.

In the barn, there is only a single-horned cow locked up alone. This thing is very powerful, especially this mad cow. After it first fell ill, it was locked up alone. I thought it was a temporary spring, but given After all the cows it mates were gutted by it, they knew that was not the case.

"This one-horned bull is already the third mad cow, shaman, what should we do?" The old patriarch had to ask the two shamans.

"Use everything that needs to be used. This cow has gone crazy like this. It's too worrying." The two shamans were sweating from busy work, but they only stopped the cow for a while.

Although he didn't bump into people casually and didn't stand up to others anymore, the one-horned ox was panting heavily with red eyes, and suspicious white foam was even dripping from the corners of his mouth.

How does Gongyang Xinghan look at this situation? How familiar: "This one-horned ox... is it four years old?"

"Yeah, I'm just four years old this year." A little girl next to me replied wiping her tears.

"You are?" This little girl is very cute, with a chubby face, big eyes, a healthy complexion unique to grassland girls, wearing a worn-out grazing outfit, and nervously holding the whip in her hand.

"This is Qiqige, and that one-horned ox belongs to their family." Berg blushed and said, "Qiqige, don't be afraid. If your one-horned ox is gone, I'll give you one."

Gongyang Xinghan could tell at a glance that these two young people had an affair!

"Thank you Berg." Qiqige's apple face became more and more red.

"How do you know that it is four and a half years old?" Berg paid attention to the little girl, but the old patriarch paid attention to Gongyang Xinghan.

"I also know that this unicorn has been behaving abnormally lately, restless, overly sensitive to sound and touch, especially to head touch, has an unsteady gait, often kicks and falls, and twitches." Ram Star Han's serious expression scared the old patriarch and the others.

But the shaman nodded frequently: "You're right!"

"Has it... ever eaten sheep bone meal?" Gongyang Xinghan looked at Qiqige inquiringly.

"What is that?" Qiqige was confused.

"It's powder made from sheep bones." Gongyang Xinghan explained in plain language.

"If you don't eat it, how can we unicorns eat that stuff?" Qiqige shook her head.

Gongyang Xinghan understands that this is a different world, and even the species are different from his. I am afraid that the breeding industry will not feed one-horned cattle with sheep bone meal, which is a feed that only earthly people would buy. Bone meal is fed to cattle, which is only as dry as in Western countries, and the East doesn't seem to care about this.

Since he didn't eat sheep bone meal, Xinghan the ram asked again: "Is it very naughty, has it passed through the grazing sheep? About four years ago?" "Yes, this calf is a young adult, very naughty When I was young, I liked chasing and biting sheep, and my mother said, probably because my teeth were itchy, and it was teething at that time." Qiqige said: "But after it was one year old, it never chased and bit sheep. .”

"In the flock, do the bitten sheep have the habit of looking for things to rub against?" Gongyang Xinghan asked again.

"How do you know?" Qiqige was surprised: "That's right, not only my sheep, but also some other sheep are like this."

"The sheep that was bitten by it...was it gnawed on the bone?" Gongyang Xinghan was already trembling as he spoke, hoping that his judgment was wrong.

"Yes, it was exposed at the time, and it died after returning. We found that the bitten piece had been gnawed off a bone. Later, the sheep was thrown away by the mother, saying that it was gnawed by a one-horned cow. It’s better not to eat it, and buried it under the soil of that pasture.”

Gongyang Xinghan was on the verge of despair: "The last question, is this cow dung...very hard?"

The Golden Dragon King slipped Gongyang Xinghan up with a look of disgust, and asked Gongyang Xinghan angrily under the puzzled eyes of everyone: "What are you asking for? Do you want to treat their one-horned ox? ?”