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Chapter 358 Two packs of spicy tofu pudding, no more

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    Ten minutes later, the little skeleton became anxious again, frequently turning its little head towards Yun Buliu, and then quickly turning back again.

    It¡¯s a pity that Yun Buliu didn¡¯t pay attention to them and was still refining Yuan Qi silently.  Liaoyan also grabbed the pen and scribbled on the animal skin with a look of despair. The words on the animal skin were crooked and terrible.

    The little skeleton also wanted to hold the pen like a little fur ball, but after thinking about it, it gave up. It was awkward to hold the pen like that. It also knew that the handwriting it produced was not good at all.

    Looking at the words written by Yun Buliu, and then looking at what he wrote, the little skeleton began to learn how to hold the pen again.  But every time it held the brush and wanted to write on the paper, it couldn't help but tremble with its little paws, and then the brush slipped again before writing two strokes.

    Seeing the appearance of the little skeleton, the little furball, who originally looked helpless, raised his paw holding the brush towards it, and raised the corners of his lips again, looking a little proud.

    When Yun Buliu woke up from the state of refining source energy, he happened to see the brush held by the little skull slipping out of the skull's claws. The little skull lowered his head in frustration and stood up to pick up the pen.

    As a result, they saw that Yun Buliu had already picked up the pen and handed it to it. The little skeleton raised his head and glanced at Yun Buliu, then lowered his head, as if he was a little worried about being scolded.

    Yun Buliu touched its little head and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiangji, do you know how long it takes for a baby to crawl on the ground and learn to walk?"

    The little skeleton looked up at him and shook his head.

    Yun Buliu walked to the table and sat down, smiling and saying: "Some babies walk fast and some babies walk slow. This has nothing to do with whether they are smart or not. It's just that those who walk fast spend more time crawling on the ground.  Many. Some can stand up and walk in three or four months, while others can only crawl on the ground in six or seven months. What does this tell us, do you understand?"

    The little skeleton tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded.  Yun Buliu smiled again and said: "Our little Xiangji is not stupid, it's just because your body is different from mine."

    He said, stretching out his hand, "My hands are made of flesh and blood, and the skin is soft. When I hold the pen, my skin will be in perfect contact with the pen barrel. But yours is different. Your hands are all bones.  When the pen barrel comes into contact, there is only one point. But if you look closely, when you hold the pen, there are three points between your fingers and the pen barrel. These three points form a buckle, which can just hold the pen, as long as your hand does not shake.  , the pen will not slip."

    The little skull nodded, picked up the brush and tried it again, then raised his head happily to look at Yun Buliu, but accidentally his hand shook and the brush flew out again.

    When the little furball saw this, the pen on his paw kept trembling and became distorted.

    Yun Buliu reached out and tapped its little head lightly, "Write well and don't gloat! You were worse than Xiao Xiangji before!"

    As if recalling those unbearable past events, the little furball suddenly became depressed.

    Yun Buliu turned around and said to the little skull, "What you have to learn now is to be calm and don't be afraid of failure. Failure is not a big deal. Just start over"

    Under Yun Buliu¡¯s constant encouragement and teachings, Little Skull¡¯s learning progress has been rapid.

    Not to mention anything else, his learning attitude is what Yun Buliu likes, and what all teachers like: obedient, well-behaved, studious these are the standard three good students.

    Yun Buliu also felt that it would be more worry-free for him to teach the little skeleton than teaching the little furball.

    The little furball is not easy to learn. He is the kind of scumbag who drops out of the classroom as soon as he starts class.  Little Skull, on the other hand, lacks confidence. All she needs is Yun Buliu's constant encouragement.

    The next day, after the exercise, Yun Buliu took the little skeleton to dig potatoes and taught it how to pick the potatoes out of the mud and put them in the bamboo basket.

    This scene is very weird. A human being is digging potatoes with a skeleton. In the eyes of normal people, this is not normal at all.

    What¡¯s even more abnormal is that this skeleton is not afraid of the sun.

    But in the eyes of the person involved and the skeleton involved, this scene is very harmonious.

    Yun Buliu seemed to feel like a parent, taking her child to work and teaching her these basic life skills.

    Looking at its serious and studious appearance, Yun Buliu was very pleased.

    In contrast, Xiao Maoqiu and Huzi can really only act cute at this time.

    "And early in the morning, the two brothers had already gone out for a wander, and took Dajiao away with them. This time, they didn't know where they went.

    After digging the potatoes, Yun Buliu dumped them on the bamboo floor of the small bamboo house to dry, waiting for the soil on the outer skin to dry.Only then can they be put away.

    If allowed, it is better to hang it like this to prevent it from rotting easily.

    After taking a bath and returning to the cliff, the little skeleton went to boil water and make tea again. This time Yun Buliu could see clearly how it made a fire. Small flames could actually emerge from the tips of its skull claws.

    This made Yun Buliu a little surprised, and he didn't know whether this was a skill he knew before he was alive, or a skill he learned after turning into a skeleton.

    Asked it, it couldn¡¯t explain why.

    Yun Buliu asked it to ignite again, and he used his mental power to investigate.

    ¡° Then it was discovered that its ignition method was the same as his, which was to gather fire attribute heaven and earth energy and yang attribute heaven and earth energy from the outside world.

    In other words, the little skeleton will instinctively use its own mental power.

    But it doesn¡¯t know how to absorb blood and make your body grow flesh and blood.

    ¡°You don¡¯t even know how to do it, let alone Yun Buliu.

    Perhaps this skill was given to those undead creatures by the Bishop of the Abyss!  The little skeleton is not even qualified to be controlled by the Lord of the Abyss, so he doesn't know that kind of skill.

    So this left Yun Buliu scratching his head a little. It has no flesh and blood or cells, so how can it convert the external Qi into Source Qi?

    But soon, he overturned his idea. There are cells in the little skeleton, because there are cells in the bones, and there are cells in the bone marrow.

    What¡¯s more, bone marrow also has hematopoietic function.

    To a certain extent, small skeletons can indeed regenerate flesh and blood.  Although the situation of the little skeleton is very different from that of normal people, it can still practice cultivation.

    This discovery made Yun Buliu feel like he had discovered a new continent.

    The hope of saving the little skeleton lies at your feet!

    However, Yun Buliu was confused about how to do it for a while. He could only take it one step at a time, teach her to learn first, and then teach her to practice after the learning is over.

    He can also take this opportunity to think carefully about the possibility of restoring its flesh and blood.

    At the same time, he was also curious, how could these undead creatures survive by relying only on that little bit of soul fire?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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