At dusk, it's getting dark.
Qi Jingzhi hid in a bush and looked out carefully along the gaps between the branches and leaves.
There was an old pine tree not far in front of him, and the base of the tree was covered with a thick layer of pine needles.
There was a large bamboo cage placed on the pine needles, with the cage mouth open, and inside there was a pheasant tied with five-flowered flowers.
Time passed like water, and the sunset, as red as blood, gradually disappeared from the treetops, and the dense forest became increasingly dark and gloomy.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound under the old pine tree.
Qi Jingzhi was immediately shaken. He looked around with wide eyes and saw a small figure appearing next to the bamboo cage in the dim light.
It was a little guy over a foot long, with red fur, a slender nose, and a pair of eyes glowing with a faint green light.
"Is it a fox?"
Qi Jingzhi thought to himself, but still made no move.
I saw the red fox walking around the bamboo cage, and suddenly made a squeaking sound from its mouth, like a baby laughing.
Instead of getting in through the mouth of the bamboo cage, it went around to the side close to the pheasant, opened its mouth and bit the cage.
Its teeth were extremely sharp, and it bit through a tough bamboo stick in just a few bites.
The pheasant in the cage sensed the danger and became obviously anxious. It stared and its neck turned uneasily. However, its wings and claws were tied tightly and it was impossible to get up.
In just a moment, the red fox had chewed a big hole in the bamboo cage.
It carefully stretched out a front paw, slowly reached into the bamboo cage, and hooked the string that bound the pheasant's feet.
The pheasant began to struggle wildly, and even let out a high-pitched and sharp cry.
The red fox immediately bared his teeth and whined a few times, as if threatening and scolding.
The pheasant suddenly stopped struggling and its cries turned into whines, allowing the red fox to drag it out of the cage.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but frown, and gently clasped the handle of the sharp knife in his left sleeve with his fingers.
The handle of the knife was only slightly warm, which was far worse than when Lu Yunzi appeared.
The young man felt slightly relieved and continued to look in the direction of the bamboo cage.
I saw that the red fox had pinned the pheasant to the ground and bit its neck with its sharp teeth.
The bloody smell quickly spread through the mountains and forests.
After a while, the poor pheasant died.
The red fox let go of his mouth, stood up, and barked twice more, seeming extremely proud.
At this moment, the thick pine needles under the old pine tree suddenly made a roar, and a large net rose from below. In an instant, the red fox that stole the chicken, the pheasants, and the bamboo cage were all carried in, and they were hung dangling in the air. .
Qi Jingzhi opened the bushes, nimbly got out of it, and jumped under the old pine tree in a few quick steps.
He looked up and saw that the red fox's fur was as red as fire and its color was extremely gorgeous.
When the red fox saw the young man, his eyes immediately flashed with fierceness, he bared his teeth and let out the same low growl as before.
The corners of Qi Jingzhi's mouth raised slightly, and then he scolded: "You dare to bare your teeth when you are about to die! In the past few days, you have taken a lot of bait from me. I didn't want to embarrass you, but you have become more aggressive. I really don’t know how to write the word death!”
After saying that, he reached out his hand and grabbed the red fox's neck through the net bag.
The red fox immediately became ferocious, opened its mouth wide, revealing a ring of white fangs, turned its head and bit hard at the young man's hand, and scratched randomly with its four claws.
Qi Jingzhi snorted coldly and exerted force on his hand. He heard a crisp click, the red fox screamed, and his body immediately froze.
Soon enough, the young man took out the hunting knife from his waist without hesitation, used the handle of the knife as a hammer, and hit the red fox between the eyebrows and the back of the head several times, causing his eyes to bulge and his mouth and nose to bulge. Hemorrhage, and it was obvious that he was no longer alive.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the red fox's body and said with a smile: "This guy actually gave birth to a good coat of fur, which can be used to repay the debt for stealing bait, and the fox meat is even better nourishing meat! "
He looked up at the sky and saw that the moonlight was already shining through the gaps between the trees. He muttered: "I came out a little far today. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back. Besides, I still have to peel the skin and get the meat while it's hot. It's too late." The flesh and skin cannot be separated, and if you waste a good thing in vain, you are committing evil."
With that said, Qi Jingzhi took back the hunting knife, put down the net, took out the fox corpse, looked around again, and saw a creek not far away, which looked very bright in the moonlight, so he immediately packed up some tools Walked over.
He found a big stone beside the stream, put all the debris on the stone, and sat down with his back against the big stone.
Immediately, he pulled out the sharp knife with one hand, picked up the right hind leg of the fox corpse with the other hand, started cutting from the elbow joint, and moved all the way up the inner thigh, first opening a gap for the fox corpse.
"Speaking of eating meat, I only learned the first level of muscle-stretching and bone-pulling skills from outside. My appetite is twice as big. I have to eat a lot of meat, otherwise I wouldn't have to go so far into the mountains."
Qi Jingzhi began to peel off the skin while thinking in his heart: "Fortunately, I am not yet sixteen years old, and the joint fascia has not yet died. After these days of hard work, the muscle stretching and bone pulling have been effective, and I can try to get involved in the second world." Layer, start washing the marrow and cutting off the hair."
"I remember that the fragments of the "Immortal Feather Sutra" specifically mentioned that fox meat can remove evil spirits from the five internal organs and is best eaten when the marrow is washed and the hair is cut. This beast bumped into my hand without knowing whether it was alive or dead, and it was just the right time."
While thinking about it, Qi Jingzhi had already neatly peeled off the skin of the fox corpse's right hind leg, cut off the tailbone and leg bones, leaving only the pad of the right hind paw.
"Well, these bones have no special effect on cultivation. Pick a few and take them back to Grandpa to make wine."
Under the bright moon, in the deep forest, by the creek and beside the big rocks, the young man was quietly skinning the red fox corpse with a smile on his face. Ordinary people would be frightened when they saw it.
Qi Jingzhi was completely unaware and pulled the left hind leg of the fox corpse over.
After also skinning and deboning, he turned over the skin of the two hind legs of the fox corpse, and while pulling it upward, cut the tendons with a knife, completely separating the skin from the flesh.
Then, he went to work on the two forelimbs in the same way, not forgetting to make an inch-long opening in each armpit of the fox corpse, so that he could later turn the leg bones out of the skin.
The last step is scalping. This step requires the most meticulousness. The ears, nose, eyes and mouth of the red fox must be preserved intact.
In the past, Old Man Qi had done this kind of work himself. Qi Jingzhi had never done it many times. If he wanted to make no mistakes, he had to concentrate on it.
He just worked hard like this, and he didn't know how long it took before he finally put down the knife.
The young man held the entire fox skin in front of him, looked through it carefully for a long time, nodded with satisfaction, "The next step is to shave, wash, style, and dry these time-consuming tasks, so I'm not in a hurry. .”
As he spoke, he spread the fox skin on the bluestone, picked up some firewood, lit a fire and roasted a fox leg, and ate it hungrily.
Burping in his mouth, the young man thought contentedly: "Let's practice Feihe Fist first."
In the fragments of the "Immortal Feather Sutra", the step of strengthening the muscles and bones is divided into three levels, namely stretching the muscles and pulling out the bones, washing the marrow and cutting the hair, and focusing on the Qi to soften. They are all water-grinding skills that lay the foundation.
As an introductory boxing technique, Feihe Fist is the most capable of stretching muscles and bones, and requires Qi Jingzhi to practice diligently over a long period of time.
He stood up slowly, not rushing to practice boxing, but recited the Boxing Sutra silently first.
"The one with immortal feathers is the crane."
"Crane is a yang bird, and it swims in yin. Because of the metal energy, it rides on the fire essence to support itself. The number of gold is nine, and the number of fire is seven. Therefore, the crane changes slightly in seven years, and changes greatly in sixteen years, which lasts for one hundred and sixty years. Changes have ceased, and the shape has been fixed for sixteen hundred years.”
"The body is clean, so its color is white. The sound is heard in the sky, so its head is red. It eats in water, so its beak is long. It lives on land, so its feet are high. It flies in the clouds, so its hair is rich but its flesh is sparse. Its big throat is To vomit, repair the neck to accept new growth, so the lifespan is immeasurable. The journey must be based on Zhouzhu, stopping without gathering trees, the patriarch of the Gaiyu clan, the Qiji of the Xian family..."
