The Shangsi Festival on March 3rd is a festival for drinking and feasting by the waterside and spring outings in the countryside.
Ningxia did not expect that this different world that had passed for who knows how many thousands of years would have the same festivals as her original world. However, the world she lived in was in the era of industrialization, and many traditional festivals had disappeared. The Shangsi Festival only appears in Chinese language textbooks in Ningxia, and it is an elective one.
Of course, as a pure rural child, I would not be so poetic about drinking wine and going out for a walk next to the water.
These girls were driven out by the adults to pick wild mugwort seeds to make mugwort cakes because of this "Girls' Day". It is said that eating this can safely pass the third of March, which is a period of heavy negative energy.
Thinking back to the delicious mugwort cake, Ningxia licked her lower lip. She came to this ancient world of material scarcity and that was all she pursued.
Of course, Ningxia didn't forget that today was a big showdown between the reborn heroine and the supporting actress. Although she didn't come to watch the show on purpose, it was quite exciting to watch the fight live. Keep a low profile, Ningxia, don't send people to your doorstep as cannon fodder.
The fuse is not a simple thing, it is the spirit-picking grass that is rare even in the world of immortality. What is spiritual grass? It is a spiritual grass that can remove spiritual roots.
Yes, it is so violent. If you eat an artifact that removes a spiritual root, I don't know if eating a single spiritual root can completely "return to nature."
Ningxia mingled among the girls and laughed and laughed all the way to the wilderness full of mugwort. The girls were scattered in twos and threes in the vast open space, and the bold ones even sang songs proudly. What a picture of a happy country.
This script is wrong. How can the heroine and the supporting actress be divided into two groups? No matter, the delicious mugwort cake is more important.
She really wanted this magical object, but she already knew that the heroine of the Spirit Picking Grass was more dangerous.
It's all the fault of the talkative Wang Qingmei. He kills people whenever he wants. He also talks about what treasures he got and what golden fingers he stole from the opponent. He is a typical villain who dies because he talks too much.
"Ouch!" Wang Qingmei moaned delicately, and Wang Qingmei indeed had a beautiful voice. Well, it seems that Wang Qingmei's popularity is not very good. The girls around her seem invisible and no one reaches out to help her.
Wang Qingmei felt extremely embarrassed. After their father killed their mother, the two siblings became a burden to others, and her aunt was no longer as kind to her as before. She could no longer wear beautiful clothes or show off the beads and flowers made by her mother.
Today I saw that Wang Daya, who was bullied by them, looked like a different person. Not only was she dressed completely new, she was also extremely beautiful. Unreasonable resentment arose in her heart. How dare this bitch live a better life than her? Shouldn't she be huddled in a dirty corner and watch them eat?
Doesn’t that damn girl know how to say hello to her sister when she sees her? She looked at the other person's figure indignantly and picked absentmindedly along the way.
The grass seemed a little different, and her mind was attracted, and she stepped closer to it uncontrollably.
She accidentally fell to the ground and opened her eyes. The weed that seemed to be glowing with purple light was right in front of her. All she had to do was pick it off... pick it off.
Ning Xia, who was always paying attention to the movements there, found that the heroine arrived at Wang Qingmei's special scene instantly like a mouse smelling oil.
It was at this moment that Wang Qingmei discovered the Spirit Picking Grass. If the heroine goes to grab it at this time, isn't she afraid that she won't be able to grab it? She probably wanted to make the other party angry to death, Ning Xia guessed after observing Wang Qingmei's face that turned the color of pig liver after her beard was cut off.
Wang Qingmei was about to reach the grass that gave her a strange feeling, but a slender hand picked the grass away before she touched it. A sudden feeling of loss arose in her heart, and something important was missing forever from her life.
"Wang Daya!" She gritted her teeth and looked at the girl standing in front of her looking down. She got up from the ground and glared at him: "Why do you steal my things? This is what I saw first."
Wang Daya looked happy: "But I picked this first. If my sister lacks such a weed, she can find another one elsewhere. Could it be that after leaving her own mother, she is so poor that she would not even part with a weed? .”
Wang Qingmei was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her whole body trembled angrily, and she couldn't do anything to the other party, so she had to walk away in despair.
Ning Xia found that the heroine stayed on the ground for a while, and she guessed that she was checking to see if anything had slipped through the net.
Thinking of this, Ningxia wants to complain. You think the treasures are piled together, and it would be nice to have one for you. Of course, Ningxia is different because she has a God's perspective.
After the heroine gave up searching for the land, Ningxia quietly observed the movement of others. After counting the third brigade stationed at the land, she pretended to step onto the land calmly.
Ningxia was not in a hurry. They picked wild mugwort seeds along the way and slowly picked them to the position where Wang Qingmei fell. A small goose-yellow flower was not eye-catching, just like the wild flowers in the field.
Ningxia will tell you that there is a big difference. They are flowers that grow around the Lingcao... Ahem... Actually, Ningxia remembered a plot mentioned in the book.
A genius who is a giant in cultivation has a mixed spiritual root. Although he has a single spiritual root, his cultivation is very slow. His elders offered a reward to the world in the hope of getting the Pure Spirit Flower, and this Pure Spirit Flower is the companion flower of the Spirit Picking Grass. Goose-yellow, five-petaled flower, next door to the pickling grass...yes, that's it.
Ningxia, who had legally picked up the leaks, stripped them naked without any guilt and hid them at the bottom of the mugwort. Ning Xia felt it was not appropriate, so she took the risk to hide aside and used the natural cover of a big girl with her back to her to get Jing Linghua into the small dark room.
Sure enough, the heroine stood waiting for her with a smile, as if to strike up a conversation. Then you're still looking into the basket?
She showed her own smile - a smile that her mother called a silly girl, and said to the heroine: "Da Ya, didn't you pick enough wormwood? I have some more." She saw the stiff corners of her mouth with satisfaction. , I know you don’t like the name Wang Daya.
Although Wang Daya didn't like the name, she didn't want to argue with the silly country girl. She had seen the groups of people who had just gone to the field, and she was relieved that no one had taken away anything except mugwort.
When Wang Daya embarks on the path of cultivating immortality in the future, she will know what she has missed. Of course, she would never know who got the benefit.
Ningxia would not consider such a distant thing. She had already forgotten about the suspicious heroine. Now all she could think about was the delicious taste of mugwort cake and pure spirit flower.
After Meimei had a meal of mugwort cake, Ningxia, who was allowed to rest early, sat in the bathtub and took out the Jingling flowers.
She took one and put it in her mouth. There was nothing there, and it seemed to disappear in a stream of air. She put the little yellow flower in her hand in disbelief, but there was still nothing.
It ended like this. I thought it would be a more fantasy spiritual grass. She lay on the edge of the tub and was speechless.
The next day, her skin was like cream, her eyes were like autumn water, and her figure was graceful... Ningxia still had no one, but she had a stomachache all night long.
She felt that she didn't have the halo of being a heroine and yet she went to deliver food. Maybe she was smart enough to eat poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds.
