After hearing his son's words, Zhang Lang laughed silently, but his heart was warm. His son knew how to prepare a birthday gift for his father at such a young age.

"Good son! Look at the golden snake here! When I get home, my dad will use it to make three belts. Is it good for our family of three to be one?" Zhang Lang smiled and pinched his son's little face.

After comforting his son, Zhang Lang said to Tang Feifei: "You take your son back first! I'll deal with the rest!"

"Well! Then I'll go back first!" Tang Feifei nodded gently to Zhang Lang, and left the valley with her son and Jinzi.

Things are naturally not that simple. This valley is a nest of the Golden Snake, and I don’t know how Zhang Qi found it.

There is more than one golden snake living in this valley. There are hundreds of golden snakes entrenched in the cave that Zhang Lang is watching.

These hundreds of golden snakes were curled up in the cave and dared not move.

If this were the case, Zhang Lang would never make things difficult for these golden snakes again. After all, he was the one who provoked the golden snake first when his son was bitten. He wanted to follow Nezha to catch a golden snake and peel and cramp to make a belt for Zhang Lang.

These golden snakes are creatures favored by heaven and earth. If they kill a golden snake, the merits of education he obtained from organizing a talent competition will be gone. If all these more than a hundred heads are killed, they still don’t know how much light of merit will be consumed to offset the karma brought by killing the golden snake.

But he had to do it.

The golden snake thought that Zhang Lang could not find it hidden in the cave, but their every move was clearly displayed in Zhang Lang's spiritual consciousness.

A golden snake spirit beast slightly smaller than the golden snake killed by Zhang Lang, and hundreds of smaller golden snake half-spirited beasts. Although it was curled up in the cave, the hatred in his eyes made Zhang Lang shocked.

The ancient five immortals of Hu, Huang, Bai, Willow and Gray refer to five spiritual animals, namely foxes, weasels, snakes, hedgehogs and rats.

Zhang Lang knew very well that the golden snake was so spiritual but full of hatred towards him, how could he let them survive?

He is not afraid of the golden snake, but his family is afraid of it.

Zhang Lang did not rush to act, but mobilized the incense energy to quickly refine the Golden Snake Ridge.

Before, he did not consume the incense energy to refine the Golden Snake Ridge because it was unnecessary. He just slowly refine the understanding of the earth with his daily practice.

It's different now. In order to avoid the snake that escapes the net, Zhang Lang plans to refine the Golden Snake Ridge first and then eliminate hidden dangers in one fell swoop.

The energy of sacrifice of incense is used to refine the Golden Snake Ridge, and the speed is very fast. You can see with your spiritual sense that the refined Xilong Mountain Range is shrouded in a layer of golden light. This layer of golden light is spreading to the Golden Snake Ridge, and the speed is very fast, much faster than the rising tide of the sea.

Soon the golden light covered the valley where the Golden Snake Cave was. Zhang Lang was surprised to find that the Golden Snake Ridge was also a remnant of the dragon vein, although it had almost dissipated.

If it is not imprisoned, this remaining dragon vein will disappear in less than ten years.

These golden snakes absorbed the aura of the dragon vein and evolved into spiritual beasts and semi-spiritual beasts.

The golden snake that was killed by Zhang Lang and the slightly smaller golden snake that day have reached the verge of breakthrough. As long as there is a little more chance, they can evolve into a golden dragon.

This reminded Zhang Lang of the mythical legend of the Three Xiao Empress, which was said to be refined from two golden dragons.

If these golden snakes have a trace of blood from the golden dragon, killing one of them can also explain it.

After more than two hours, the entire Jinshe Ridge was finally refined.

The rest of things are much simpler, and Zhang Lang doesn't need to do anything at all. The divine power burst out, the golden snake bleeds with his mouth and nose, and all of them were shocked by the divine power and died in the cave.

The hidden danger was lifted, but Zhang Lang smiled bitterly. He had returned to the liberation overnight. His son's birthday gift was so valuable.

If numbers are used to indicate the amount of merit light, then the merit light that Zhang Lang had before was seven digits. After killing, there were only less than three digits left, and millions of merit lights were gone.

Thanks to his merits, he has built bridges and roads in recent years, donated money to support education, and accumulated profound merits. Otherwise, he might be plagued by karma and would be unsure of his death.

Killing a species or a population is not that simple. Even if he is a god, he cannot escape the sanctions of the way of heaven.

But it doesn’t matter. The son’s filial piety is worth a thousand gold. It is worth it only by relying on his childish filial piety. No matter how much the light of merit is consumed.

At worst, he can start over again. He has enough money. If he does more good deeds, how much merit will not be exchanged for?

The spiritual sense controls the shocked golden snake floats out of the cave and collects all the corpses of the golden snake.

It can also be regarded as a waste to use. These corpses of golden snakes are not waste. The golden snake nourished by the dragon veins is an excellent tonic for nourishing the body. The skin on the body is even more invasive and invulnerable to swords and guns.

If Zhang Lang can cut off the snake's head with one knife, it does not mean that others can do it. There is no second Zhang Lang in this world.

Tang Feifei couldn't do this either.

After packing up, he checked the Golden Snake Ridge and the Xilong Mountains again, and confirmed that there was no surviving Golden Snake. Zhang Lang flashed back to the yard.

Tang Feifei did not take her son home, but went to the hospital. Zhang Lang returned home. Thinking of her sudden disappearing and leaving in front of her mother, she had a headache and didn't know how to explain.

What surprised Zhang Lang was that Zhang's mother seemed to have forgotten the fact that Zhang Lang had magically disappeared just now, and she never mentioned this matter, and Zhang Lang was also confused.

The transportation team had already pulled the oak barrel back, unloaded the oak to the furniture factory, and the barrel was blocked in the East Cross courtyard.

Five thousand oak barrels piled up the East Cross courtyard.

Oak is all logs, so it naturally needs to be unloaded to the furniture factory. The factory boards can be processed first before further processing into wooden barrels.

Ready-made oak barrels also need to be cleaned first and then dried before they can be used.

This life is naturally left to the energetic elderly people in the village. If you want to drink Monkey wine, you have to work hard.

The east yard was filled with oak barrels, and the west yard and the head of Zhang Lang's family lived in the middle were filled with wild fruits picked by the forest ranger.

Zhang Lang's grandfather greeted the old man in the village to take the oak barrel home and wash it clean and dry it before taking it back. Zhang's mother went out to greet the old woman in the village to get wild fruits.

Zhang Lang went into his own pharmacy and began to prepare the medicinal materials for brewing wine based on the prescription provided by Tang Feifei.

The pharmacy was specially prepared by Zhang Lang for Tang Feifei, so he set up the first room to the west of the main hall. In the room of more than 30 square meters, there were more than a dozen medicine cabinets, all of which were filled with wild medicinal materials collected by Zhang Lang from all over the country.
Chapter completed!