"Written by?" Not a tomb robber? "how do you know?"
"How come I don't know, that day he was with..." Lin Hong suddenly stopped here, "Hey, who is there?" He tried hard to think back, but he just couldn't think of who was eating with Chu Jingyu that day. .
The village chief was still waiting for the second half of his words, "Who?"
"I can't remember." Lin Hong said, "Anyway, they were from our village. They were sitting here with me that day, and two people were talking about cultivation and so on. At that time, I still wanted to be a good person. Who said such weird things? Only by asking can you find out what they are talking about.”
The village chief chewed on the fried dough stick and asked vaguely: "If he is a writer, why does he run into the mountains all day long?"
"Looking for inspiration!" Lin Hong waved his hand, "Go on and eat. I can't see that man doing any tricks. He is so thin and weak that if you punch him, he will roll on the ground several times."
The thin and frail Chu Jingyu went up the mountain, walked along the stone steps to the depths of the mountain forest, checked that there was no one around, and ducked into the path skillfully.
It is already March, after the Waking of Insects, a thunderstorm and everything revives.
New leaves sprouted from the branches, and insects that were not afraid of the cold emerged from under the soil.
Chu Jingyu followed the path and found his usual seat. As soon as he sat down, he felt something was wrong under his butt. When he raised it up, he saw that it was a squashed centipede. He was so frightened that he screamed.
The centipede, which obviously died tragically, should be called more.
Chu Jingyu's spiritual power exploded in panic.
Although he has not learned any moves so far, he already suffers from chuunibyou, so it is normal for him to create some of his own moves.
In the past, these strange so-and-so palms and so-and-so punches must have been empty and ineffective, but it is different now. He has spiritual power. Although it is extremely small, it is different from ordinary people.
With this palm strike, the small clod of soil not far from the centipede actually began to vibrate.
Chu Jingyu keenly discovered this tiny unusual thing.
He remembered the feeling before and used his self-created palm technique on the clod of soil again. Sure enough, the clod of soil moved again!
Who can understand the joy of being rewarded after hard work?
It was a joyful feeling of applauding myself for my hard work in the past. I really saw myself right, I really could do it!
Chu Jingyu was so happy that he wanted to do a backflip on the spot, but unfortunately he fell to the ground due to lack of ability.
Even if I fell down, even if my face was scratched, I was still happy.
It's a pity that he used to be lonely and had no relatives or friends to share his happiness.
Seeing the cell phone dropped on the ground, he remembered that he still had his master. He sent a text message to Liao Xingxing, but the other party did not reply.
How could Liao Xingxing reply? He was planting grass with a grimace on his face.
There is no master, but there are immortals, and the immortals are in the village below the mountain.
Chu Jingyu happily ran down the mountain and rushed to Lin Qian's house.
Sensing the strong emotional impact around her, Lin Qian transformed into a clone and stopped in the middle.
"Immortal!" Chu Jingyu reached out to hug Lin Qian, but was forced to stop when his hands were close to Lin Qian.
Chu Jingyu, who knew her identity, accepted this forced situation well. He said excitedly: "I can control the soil!"
Even Lin Qian felt fantasy when she heard these words. What level of cultivation do you have that you can control the soil?
Lin Qian let go of him and said, "Try it when I interview you."
"Here?" Chu Jingyu looked at the pedestrians coming and going. Although there were not many, two or three people passing by at this moment were not considered a secluded place. "It would scare ordinary people."
Lin Qian was confused. Where did he have the confidence to scare others?
"No, just show it here."
"Okay." He found a small clod of soil, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he found the feeling just now, followed the previous actions, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He blushed, maintained his spiritual power output, and asked Lin Qian with unsteady breath, "Did you see it?"
"I saw it."
The clod of earth trembled slightly, and Lin Qian finally understood why he felt that it would scare others. It was not that his spiritual power output was good, but that his preparations were too showy.
Those passers-by who were unfortunate enough to pass by at this time looked at Chu Jingyu in the middle of the road and decisively turned back and took another route.
After Chu Jingyu confirmed that the other party had seen it, he withdrew his magical power.
"How's it going?" He looked at Lin Qian expectantly, wanting her to comment on his presentation of results.
"Not bad!" Lin Qian praised him, "Very good. You are the most innovative immortal cultivator I have seen in this period. You have quite the same style as I did back then. Keep it up."
Chu Jingyu felt another layer of happiness, rushed back to the mountain excitedly, and continued practicing.
In anything, I am afraid that I will continue to pay without seeing any rewards. People like Chu Jingyu who can see the results will not find it difficult to cultivate immortality.
Compared with a wild man like Chu Jingyu, Fang Lan, who had practiced earlier than him, although his cultivation level was far above that of Chu Jingyu, he had received the systematic teaching from Qingcuishan and did not create any techniques of his own.
She also gradually felt tired because she had nothing to show the results of her cultivation except her cultivation.
However, she is a person who knows herself very well. When she is bored to the extreme with cultivation, she will go around the company and discuss business with her partners. When her resistance subsides, she will continue practicing.
After this cycle, her cultivation level also steadily increased.
After Chu Jingyu ran up the mountain, Lin Qian turned around and saw Xiang Jian hiding against the wall.
"Do you think my eyes are bad?" Lin Qian asked with a smile.
Xiang Jian came out from the shadow with trembling thighs, "No, no, no, it's because I don't look good and I don't want to be an eyesore to you."
"Who said you're not good-looking?" Lin Qian walked towards him, "There are few crabs as strong as you in the world."
Xiang Jian hugged his hand and said, "Director Mu sent me to buy some things. I'll take my leave first." After saying that, he leaned against the wall and slipped away very quickly.
In the room, Lin Qian listened carefully to her mother's plan for the vegetable field. Although Lin's mother did not stay in the field as long as Lin's father, she basically made the decisions about what to plant in the vegetable field and how to plan it.
"Cucumbers, tomatoes, and later grapes and cantaloupes, these fruits and vegetables that can be eaten without cooking are in demand by more people. Of course, there is no vegetable in our field that our guests don't want, but they If I have something to choose from, I will give priority to the ones above. I have discussed it with your father and we will expand the fruit planting area this year."
"Our family has a total of seven greenhouses, large and small." Mother Lin said, "What your father and I want to do is to move four greenhouses to grow fruit trees and leave three greenhouses to grow vegetables. What do you think?"
"Okay." Lin Qian usually didn't comment on Lin's mother's plans.
Mother Lin continued: "Yesterday, your dad went to the field to look at the wheat. He said that you took good care of the wheat and there were very few insects in the field."
That was indeed rare. Lin Qian didn't want to spray pesticides into the fields every few days, so she arranged a rather complicated formation for the 30 acres of wheat fields to isolate pests without leaving the field completely free of pests.
However, although the formation can isolate pests, it does nothing to deal with weeds.
Fortunately, Lin Qian was used to pulling weeds in other worlds, and now there was no need for her to move mountains in the wasteland, so she had plenty of time.
