The cloak is cut to fit and fixed firmly, which does not affect Mo Qingqing’s activities at all.
Mo Qingqing was so satisfied with his cloak that he couldn’t see the primary color cloak playing with it.
The wind threw his cloak over him and went to see Mo Qingqing’s injury.
After a day’s rest, Mo Qingqing’s shoulder and double rib injuries have healed, and even a large piece of meat bitten off the calf has grown back, leaving a scab on the surface.
Although the wind has a psychological expectation for Mo Qingqing’s healing ability, I still didn’t expect Mo Qingqing to recover so well and so quickly.
Mo Qingqing has encountered many strange things recently, and he is not surprised at the recovery of his wound. When he sees that his wound is about to grow, he gets up safely and jumps around the hot pot restaurant to practice bouncing.
The wind suddenly saw Mo Qingqing skipping around kicking and punching as if she was practicing her fists. She said to Mo Qingqing, "When you are facing the enemy, excessive movement of your life and death head may kill you. You should practice finding the enemy’s key and killing him." She found a stick and dragged Mo Qingqing to the side of a jackal’s corpse, and plunged the stick into the eye socket of the jackal for 20 to 30 centimeters. She said, "Animals’ heads are protected by hard skulls, and they can avoid the skulls by sticking them into the eyes, ears, nose and mouth.
Mo Qingqing just remembered that when she met a pair of big ears that looked like a fox with giant ears, the wind suddenly fell because steel bars penetrated its ears and its head, killing it. She knew that she would encounter such a situation after she knew that the world had become like this. She had to learn to hunt when she was born, and she immediately silently remembered what the wind said.
The wind suddenly hung the jackal at the entrance of the restaurant for Mo Qingqing to practice against the jackal.
Mo Qingqing looked at the corpse of a jackal whose eyes were smashed by the wind and his brains were dripping from his eyes and asked, "Don’t you feel sick?" She didn’t feel that she had asked a superfluous sentence until she finished asking.
The wind suddenly said, "If you want to live well, you should practice hard." She paused and said, "I remember reading before that those former killers usually practice with corpses when practicing their killing skills. This can not only exercise their courage, but also let them know whether the knife has stabbed the other person and where it has been stabbed. Many times, life and death can’t be seen in an instant. At this time, the test is the experience to practice conditioned reflex all the year round."
Mo Qingqing squinted at the wind and asked, "Have you studied Kung Fu?"
The wind shook his head and said, "I read martial arts novels."
Mo Qingqing "…" She looked at the body of the jackal and wondered if the wind had said these things.
The wind suddenly handed Mo Qingqing the iron bar in his hand and said, "Practice slowly and remember to help turn the meat on the grill."
Mo Qingqing asked, "Will the meat baked by this gas stove be poisoned?" She said that she remembered that the green scale beast had just called for a long time in the building and ran to the railing to look, and she saw that the two green scale beast cubs were still squatting in the building and eagerly looking at the building.
The two cubs both stood up when they saw her sticking their heads out, looked up and screamed.
She quickly shrank back and said to the wind, "Those two cubs of green scales have made you too greedy for this barbecue."
The wind turned away from Mo Qingqing and went back to the hotpot restaurant to continue to do other things.
Mo Qingqing looked at the wind and pointed the iron bar in his hand at the meat of the jackal.
The jackal was ugly when he was born, and all his muscles were exposed after being skinned. It looked a little scary. It was stabbed by the wind again, and its eyes were poked and exploded, hanging outside the eye socket, and its brains were mixed with maroon blood clots, which was very disgusting.
Mo Qingqing held on to the iron bar for a long time.
She tried to take a deep breath to cheer herself up, imagining that fierce beasts came at her and cheered herself up, then closed her eyes and drank heavily and stabbed the iron bar at the jackal.
The iron bar grazed the jackal’s cheek, because Mo Qing was too hard and didn’t expect that she would poke, which made her lean forward in inertia and crashed into the jackal’s flesh, and her brains dripped right on her face.
Mo Qingqing was horribly sick and quickly reached out and wiped it.
She patted her chest and said, "Come again". She looked into the eyes of the jackal’s flesh and was disgusted. She thought about it and stabbed it at the jackal’s body. She stabbed the jackal’s chest muscle with all her strength. The iron bar poked a pit of one or two centimeters in the meat, and the muscles were intact.
"If you are facing a living jackal at this time, you are already dead."
I don’t know when the wind came over, but her voice sounded from the side with a premonition, scaring Mo Qingqing into a tingle.
Mo Qingqing shouted, "Is it scary to scare people?"
The wind glanced coldly at Mo Qingqing and said, "If you are scared to death by me now, you can still leave a corpse. If you die in the mouth of a wild animal, your meat will be torn to pieces, your bones will be chewed up, your dirty body will be torn everywhere …"
"Stop!" Mo Qingqing shouted to stop the wind from tilting, and then she took a deep breath and stabbed the iron bar in her hand into the jackal. The beast had been stabbed in the eye socket and then "snorted" against the wind.
The wind glanced at MoQingQing holding the clothes back to the hot pot restaurant.
Mo Qingqing knew that the wind was good for her, so she stabilized her mind and practiced intently.
It’s not so difficult to stab it in the first time and then the second time. It’s that the aim is not good and it’s often missed.
She knows that if there is no time to find the right angle for her when she really meets a wild animal, she must poke it accurately at the angle and position.
Mo Qingqing practiced shooting from all angles and positions over and over again, and even jumped up and stabbed the jackal in the eye.
In the process, she found that she had a lot of strength and a lot of jumping ability. She thought that stabbing the eye was likely to stab the quasi-blunt object and hitting the animal’s head was fatal, so she went to practice hitting the jackal’s head with iron bars.
The wind fell asleep and made some torches. When she was busy, she came out of the hot pot restaurant and saw Mo Qingqing rushing to the jackal from more than ten meters away. She jumped up and jumped to the ground in a step. She slammed the iron bar in her hand on the jackal’s head. She didn’t know how long it took Mo Qingqing to practice like this to break the jackal’s skull and smash half his head. She asked Mo Qingqing to flip the barbecue. Obviously Mo Qingqing had forgotten that the jackal’s meat was roasted.
The wind turned the burnt jackal meat over and asked Mo Qingqing to get something to eat and have a rest.
Mo Qingqing was in high spirits and didn’t feel sleepy at all. She said, "I still want to practice for a while."
The wind suddenly said, "I want to find someone else in the mall. Your injury is almost healed, and we have to get ready to leave here."
Mo Qingqing thought that she couldn’t find any objection, so she took some roasted cooked meat from the baking tray. After eating, she returned to the hot pot restaurant to make a simple bed and lay in a cloak.
After lying down, she saw the wind suddenly packing and baking dried meat and sorting out the clothes left by them. "Don’t you sleep?"
The wind suddenly said, "I slept. You sleep."