The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

"Okay, I know what's going on." Gongyang Xinghan stood up.

"Ah?" The patriarch was surprised, and then happily asked Gongyang Xinghan through the fence: "What's wrong?"

"Rumen gas." Gongyang Xinghan answered seriously.

"What stomach and gas do you keep?" Gongyang Xinghan pronounced such a tongue-twisting name in Chinese, but everyone was stunned because they didn't learn the pronunciation of this disease.

Gongyang Xinghan thought for a while, and changed his name: "It's just the gas in my stomach."

"Oh!" The patriarch suddenly realized, and then scratched his head: "They also have the habit of bloating their stomachs when they are full?"

Does this mean that their tribe is not short of feed?

"Of course." Gongyang Xinghan nodded, and combed his whole body with cleaning magic. The cleaning technique was almost used by him as a disinfection operation.

But he didn't understand, why did the patriarch look so proud?

It was A Lang who got to the point: "This kind of flatulence, can it be cured?"

Because they had never heard of this disease, the patriarch and the others also restrained their minds. No matter whether the living conditions are good or bad, this animal is the property of the grassland people.

Especially at this time of spring, everyone is waiting for the new calves to come down after mating. If the cows are sick at this time, they will not be able to match and give birth, and next year they may become the poorest tribe on the grassland. up.

Because the multi-horn cattle did not increase production.

When the tribe is poor, it is difficult for the children in this tribe to marry and get married.

"This kind of disease is easy to cure." Gongyang Xinghan said: "Go and find some fresh purple-skinned garlic, peel and mash it, find some soybean oil, stir it and then take it orally. Put two taels of purple-skinned garlic in one catty of soybean oil, Adult cows take nine taels; calves should take half of it. After taking the medicine, the cow should not be allowed to lie down, but should be led to walk slowly, exercise, and strengthen the efficacy of the medicine. About 15 minutes after taking the medicine? Sick After about an hour, the beef will start to ruminate. Don’t be afraid, it will be fine later. When the appetite appears, you can eat the food normally, but the forage must be carefully watched, and you can’t mix it with old and new. They are all fresh, or eat dry ingredients. Generally, the cows with severe diseases can be cured after one dose of medicine. Severely ill cows can also be cured after two doses of medicine. This method is not very troublesome, you can try it.”

There is no shortage of purple-skinned garlic on the grassland, and it is everywhere; although soybean oil is rarely used by herdsmen in the grassland, it is not without it.

It just so happened that their tribe had just squeezed soybean oil and fed the bean cakes to the cows, which caused their symptoms.

I originally wanted the cows to eat more and have more calves in the spring, but who knew it would harm them.

The patriarch's execution ability is very strong, mainly because Gongyang Xinghan didn't want any high-end things, and they really didn't lack these two things here, so they quickly sent people to get things, and after filling them, people started to sneak Sure enough, ten minutes later, the cow farted loudly, and the corners of Alang's mouth twitched, but Ali excitedly howled along with the herdsmen of the tribe.

The mildly symptomatic dog started eating after farting.

This time, the feed was remixed according to Gongyang Xinghan's request, so that the cow's stomach would no longer be bloated.

"This method is really useful, what is it called?" The patriarch blushed with excitement, seeing Gongyang Xinghan's infinite admiration.

"This is called garlic and soybean oil mixture. It has the effects of fermenting, antibacterial, laxative, and invigorating the stomach; moreover, this mixture is quick-acting, safe, and has no side effects; garlic and soybean oil are not rare things. It can be said that the materials are easy to obtain and easy to use. It’s also practical and has a proven curative effect.” But seeing the other party’s staring at the stars, Gongyang Xinghan changed his words: “It’s just that this mixture is effective, and you can spread it by word of mouth. , you don’t have to wait for the cow to die of illness.”

For a serious veterinarian like Gongyang Xinghan, being able to save the lives of animals is his job.

The tribe is small, but the herdsmen are very well informed. It is said that the cattle are well, and everyone is very happy.

And Gongyang Xinghan and the others also received the strongest and most daring one-horned ox as a gift.

"One-horned ox?" Gongyang Xinghan and Alang looked at each other.

They all know the multi-horned ox, the one-horned ox...

"This ox is so courageous that it doesn't back down even when it encounters wolves. It is stronger than other oxen, but it has a single horn, which is a bit special. It was supposed to be given as a sacrifice to the shaman, but now I will give it to you as a reward for healing." The patriarch led a snow-white multi-horned ox over, and the ox had a short single horn on its head, which looked like a rhinoceros.

Similar to the unicorns they had seen before.

"Okay, we'll accept this one." A Lang fell in love with him at a glance, and it happened that they also wanted an ox to pull the cart.

The clansmen of the tribe actually have money, but the price of the great mage's move is not something they can afford, so they have to give other things instead of money.

Because the cattle were ready, the patriarch invited them to dinner.

The whole tribe moved upon hearing the wind, the bonfire was burning, and the smell of meat was overflowing.

This tribe is not the only one near Aobao. Other tribes came to inquire after hearing the bustling here. They heard that the cattle were healed, and they received the treatment of Gongyang Xinghan. When they went back, their cattle also healed.

Later they also sent a lot of gifts.

In fact, it is slaughtered fat sheep, fat cattle and other meat, as well as various dairy products made by themselves.

They were warmly entertained for a meal, and the three of them felt the strong grassland style and food.

When they were about to leave after eating, a figure stumbled over and said, "Abraham the Great Magister! Is the Grand Magister Alang there?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Ali stopped him four or five meters away from the two of them.

Just because this man was covered in blood, he looked very embarrassed, and he was carrying a bloody sword, so he didn't dare to let him get close to the two great magisters.

What if it's an assassin?

It can directly kill the two great magisters.

So Ali cautiously kept people out of a certain range.

As everyone knows, if it's an assassin, being able to assassinate a great magister-level assassin is not something that a small bronze-level fighter like him can stop.

The other party really ran out of strength, so he hung on Ali's arm: "Hurry up! Go to the south... a bloody BMW... a mythical beast... a riot... save people..."

After barely finishing speaking, he passed out.

A Lang's light-based magic can only restore him to his wounds, but it can't replenish his blood. This man bled all the way, and his face was pale.

"There are bloody BMWs on the grassland?" Gongyang Xinghan heard four familiar words: "Or a divine beast?"

"I don't know where it came from. I have been tossing around for several years. Every time I pass by, it disturbs people's peace, but it has always been deep in the grassland. How did it come to Obo, where the population is concentrated?" the patriarch touched his sweat. : "I usually go to the snow mountain side?"

"It doesn't matter, if a beast goes crazy, the herdsmen here will suffer." At the critical moment, Alang's sense of justice burst out, and he began to order the staff in an orderly manner: "Hurry up and leave after the market closes, how far is it?" No matter how far you go, and, tell the herdsmen gathered here to leave as soon as possible.”

"Yes, yes!" The patriarch is also a person who has experienced. On the grassland, any kind of danger can be encountered, so he can still calm down and tell his clansmen to pack up quickly so that they can leave quickly. .

On the other side, Alang looked at Gongyang Xinghan.

If the great magister meets a divine beast, that is death.

Moreover, the skin of the magician is crispy, and the skin of the beast is thick.

All he could count on was this mysterious half-teacher, Abraham.

But what should Abraham do if he doesn't want to participate in this kind of thing?

Gongyang Xinghan smiled: "I happen to be short of a cart puller, what do you think of the mythical beast bloody BMW?"

There was a relieved smile on the corner of Alang's mouth: "It should be good."

In fact, how could Gongyang Xinghan refuse to save him?

Especially seeing the fainted man, who seemed to be seriously injured. He came to ask for help, which proved that the beast should not be far away from them. The grassland is flat, and even if there are hills, they are not high. , man, how could he outrun the beast?

No matter how fast his new one-horned ox ran, it was still not as good as a divine beast. He himself was a full-line Dharma saint, so it would be trivial to deal with a divine beast.

Why do you want to die?

In that case, he himself will be the first to have trouble with his conscience.

Besides, he is just an ordinary person, and it is not easy to survive in another world, so why should human beings embarrass human beings.

"Then let's go too!" A Lang turned his head and told Ali: "Go back, don't stay in the hotel, stay in the car." It's safer there than a hotel.

"Okay!" Ali was very obedient at this time.

Gongyang Xinghan led Alang to the south with the two warriors sent to them by the patriarch.

Because although the Great Magister cannot fly in the sky, Gongyang Xinghan is now related to the "Great Magister of the Wood Department". He used magic power and used the grass leaves as a transmission belt to turn the four of himself into "flying on the grass." He is a modern person, of course he knows the transmission theory, and this situation is just like a conveyor belt.

But the other three people don't know!

A Lang supported the magic shield to block the wind, and sighed: "Your idea is really ingenious, and you can use such a magic method."

You must know that the advantage of wood-type magic recognized on the mainland is that it is full of vitality, it can make dead trees spring up, and it can also travel unimpeded in large forests; but there are also disadvantages, that is, it is difficult to move an inch in places like deserts where plants are extinct.

"Is magic so amazing?" The two prairie warriors who had never seen magic were also amazed.

"It's just... a very simple truth." Gongyang Xinghan didn't know how to explain it to them.

Can't help thinking of the kindness of the Golden Dragon King, at least the Golden Dragon King won't make a fuss.

A group of four rushed to the south like flying, and finally heard the explosion sound from a long distance, and the flames shot into the sky.Gongyang Xinghan stopped immediately: "Just get here, you two go back."

The two prairie warriors shook their heads: "The patriarch said, take you there."

In fact, the two of them knew very well that they were not here to be warriors, but to be dead.

"No, it's so close, we can know where the accident happened." Gongyang Xinghan didn't understand the meaning here, but Alang heard it, and was not only a little annoyed: "We two great magisters, can't we protect you two? Hurry back!"

Gongyang Xinghan simply used magic to teleport the two of them all the way back. Both of them are silver-level fighters, and they still have a long way to go to fight against the great magister.

After the two left, Gongyang Xinghan and Alang began to approach the battlefield.

The battlefield was in a large mountain depression, surrounded by low hills, the two of them looked down from the hills, and saw an enlarged version of a giant white horse that was almost three stories high in the middle, surrounded by many people !

Some of them, Gongyang Xinghan, knew Alang, they were Kosovo, but only Kosovo, his wife Aruna, and a few senior magicians.

Kosovo led a few people to protect them and cast attack magic on the giant horse, but not even a hair on the giant horse was knocked off!

There is also a group of guys in weird clothes who are also forming formations. Their energy is quite special, but the impact on the giant horse is still not enough.

"They are shamans on the grassland." Alang explained in a low voice: "This is where Aobao is located. It's normal for them to appear here, but their ability is a bit weak."

These shamans are small shamans, not big shamans with all-powerful abilities.

There is another group of people who are equipped with full warrior equipment, all of them are golden warriors, uniformly dressed, and they still look like they are in light armor. Unfortunately, they are still too weak in front of the beasts.

"Who are they?" Gongyang Xinghan was speechless as he looked at the group of lifeless golden warriors.

A divine beast that even a great swordsman dare not attack. Are you golden warriors delivering food in front of the divine beast?