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Chapter 258: Driving Wild Boars

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    There are many wild boars in the pine forest. There is no shortage of food and natural enemies here.

    But if they continue to reproduce like this for another ten or eight years, the pine forest with abundant food will no longer be able to support their consumption.

    Jiang Xiaoye had to drive Xiao Hei away first. With this guy here, the Wild Boar King was about to go berserk.

    After promising two pig ears, Xiao Hei happily took Xiao Hui hunting with his tail wagging.

    This time, at least twenty strong wild boars were needed to be brought back for breeding. Jiang Xiaoye led a group of people into the pine forest.

    "Is it reliable? Can the wild boar follow us back obediently?"

    Zhao Wuliu looked at the strong wild boars, either foraging for food or sleeping and bathing. Can they be taken away?  These are wild boars, and they are all adult wild boars!

    And this journey is not a short distance. According to the speed of these wild boars, it will take two hours even without stopping, right?

    "no problem."

    Jiang Xiaoye is not worried about this problem at all, the voice of the world is enough for them to follow obediently.

    It is very important to select wild boars. Lao Zhonghou has raised pigs and knows what kind of boar is majestic.  As long as someone is interested, Jiang Xiaoye will ask the Wild Boar King to bring them out and follow them.

    In half an hour, 22 suitable wild boars were selected.

    The Wild Boar King had no objection at all to the fact that these companions were being taken away, and he went back to the pine forest to sleep.

    Without the control of the Wild Boar King, these wild boars began to become restless.

    "Xiao Ye, how can I take it with me?"

    Lao Zhonghou drove them away with branches, but unfortunately these wild boars had rough skin and thick flesh, so they didn¡¯t pay attention to them at all.

    Zhao Wuliu kicked one over and cursed.

    "I'll just play the flute and collect some matsutake first." Jiang Xiaoye and Dahan were collecting matsutake, and Bishuixuan needed to consume a lot every day.

    "Like those cliff wasps?"

    Zhao Wuliu glanced at the flute on Jiang Xiaoye's waist and said, "How about you teach me? I'll drive the pigs back for you if I have nothing to do."

    The last time Jiang Xiaoye controlled hundreds of thousands of Yafeng people to return to the village, he was very concerned about this method.

    "You can't learn it." If Jiang Xiaoye hadn't directly received the mountain god's inheritance, he wouldn't have been able to learn the sound of the world at all. Ordinary flutes can't have the effect of singing the flute on an empty mountain.

    "Tch! Are you looking down on me?"

    Zhao Wuliu expressed dissatisfaction. You must know that after practicing to a second-rate master, although he cannot be called a photographic memory, his memory has been greatly enhanced.

    Isn¡¯t it just a matter of playing the flute?

    Fans in the live broadcast room began to rush, and the screen refresh rate was very fast.

    "Catch the pig, hurry up!"

    "These pigs are so pitiful. Even if they were kicked down by Zhao Wuliu, they wouldn't be angry."

    "Before, there were hundreds of thousands of swarms migrating to the cliffs. This wild boar is not stressful at all, right? I would like to watch the live broadcast of the game. This is not as exciting as before!"

    "Let's change to a fresh live broadcast, you are so awesome anyway!"

    "Where's Xiao Hei? Come bite the pig's nose!"

    "I bet these pigs will never come back!"

    "They were either slaughtered or kept for breeding. How pitiful!"

    ¡°It¡¯s a pity that you don¡¯t eat meat!¡±

    "We are all big guys here, can you speak a little more arrogantly?"

    "Hurry up!"

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    After Jiang Xiaoye collected some matsutake mushrooms, he began to move the wild boars.

    The flute sounded, and the mysterious fluctuations of the Great World's Sound spread out.

    The group of wild boars that wanted to go back to the pine forest quickly calmed down and slowly surrounded Jiang Xiaoye, following Jiang Xiaoye with hums.

    With the melodious sound of the flute, Jiang Xiaoye started to drive back with the wild boar.

    The live broadcast room was full of 666. This method is simply amazing, but compared to the last time Yafei, this time is nothing.

    At this time, there was a mansion in Hanking City.

    "Xiaoduo, what are you looking at?"

    An Nuo came back from shopping for clothes and saw his niece holding her cell phone and looking at it with gusto.

    "Auntie, look, this anchor is amazing!"

    Xiaoduo quickly got up from the sofa, held up her phone and ran to share it.

    "Anchor? Do you still watch live broadcasts?" Annuo was curious. His niece was only six years old and she started to watch live broadcasts?

    When she accidentally saw a figure wearing a hat and playing a flute on the screenAfter that, he immediately grabbed it and said through gritted teeth: "Very good, very good, I finally found you!"

    She naturally recognized that this was the mysterious master who used the sound of the flute to make birds return to the mountains!

    found it!

    "Auntie, give it to me!" Xiaoduo quickly reached out to grab it.

    "Wait a moment."

    Annuo checked it for a while, wrote down some information and went out immediately.

    The little girl tilted her head and looked at her aunt, then ran back to the sofa to watch the live broadcast.

    Arriving at a quiet small courtyard behind the mansion, Annuo walked in quickly.

    The nanny who was cleaning the yard looked over and whispered: "The old gentleman is reading a book."

    "Um."

    Annuo nodded, walked over and knocked on the door.

    "Come in." A gentle voice sounded inside.

    Annuo opened the door, and there was a handsome middle-aged man sitting in front of him. He had gray hair and was wearing ancient clothes. He was holding a roll of leather that looked extremely ancient.

    "Grandpa!" An Nuo shouted immediately.

    This handsome middle-aged man is none other than An Shanchen, one of the founders of the Shian Group, and a well-known ancient martial arts master.

    "Annuo, why did you think of disturbing grandpa? Aren't you still angry with grandpa before?"

    An Shanchen carefully rolled up the scroll and stood up with a smile.

    "Grandpa, I was angry because you didn't help me because I did something wrong and you didn't want me to go to the company."

    Annuo walked over, hugged An Shanchen's arm and shook it.

    "A loss of more than 200 million is a trivial matter? How much can the entire Shi'an Group lose in total? This is you. If it were your uncles, uncles, brothers, etc., grandpa would just break their legs!"

    An Shanchen glanced at his granddaughter angrily. If Annuo hadn't been his favorite junior, he would have had his legs broken on other people.

    "I didn't mean it on purpose!"

    Annuo pulled An Shanchen and said, "Grandpa, I found the guy who bullied me!"

    "oh!"

    An Shanchen asked in surprise: "Could he be the young man you mentioned before, the young man who broke the wall with a punch and controlled birds with the sound of a flute?"

    After Annuo came back a few days ago, he immediately complained to him, but I didn¡¯t know who it was.

    "That's him. I just asked someone to check his identity. I think he will be found soon!" Annuo shook An Shanchen's arm and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, you can't ignore it!"

    "Those who can perform the Hundred-Step Divine Fist are at least half-step masters. I have heard of using voice to control birds before. Recently, a young master appeared in Jiangbei. The one you are talking about is in Jiangcheng. It may be the same person."

    Young Grandmasters have almost never appeared. An Shanchen has never been seen in his eighty years of life. The youngest Half-Step Grandmaster is in his forties.

    "Grandpa, you won't leave it alone, right?"

    An Nuo saw that An Shanchen was hesitant, so he quickly pulled An Shanchen and shook him: "You said before that you would help others if you found them!"

    "Give me the address then. Grandpa will go and meet you for a while."

    An Shanchen smiled and patted An Nuo on the head.

    "Yeah!" Annuo ran out immediately.

    "Young Grandmaster? Is it just one person? If you want to truly have the three flowers gathered together, I'm afraid you need to take a risk."

    An Shanchen looked at the leather scroll in his hand, and his eyes became sharp.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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