After talking for most of the day, Daolin walked out of the wooden house with Ye Zhiwen's kind greetings.
"Let's go." Dowling waved to the pavilion and said.
Qiu Jin followed them down the mountain with the support of Qiu Shui. Before going down the mountain, he turned around and bowed deeply to Ye Zhizhi.
Ye Zhidan nodded and turned around and walked into the house.
The house was already full of tobacco, each one with soil. He planned to go down the mountain to plant it at five o'clock this afternoon, and would try his hand at it with dozens of tobacco plants.
Daolin left him a total of ten ordinary plants, ten medium plants, ten high-level plants, and five top-level plants. He had previously spent a lot of points to exchange technology and seeds from Gangdong, and with Ye Shizhi's Help laid a solid foundation for him to become a tobacco tycoon.
Ye Zhizhi waved his hand and put the tobacco in the house into the storage ring, and then went down the mountain. He opened a piece of land south of Cuishan, divided it into four ridges, and planted the four grades of tobacco separately.
"The depth of digging a hole is six to eight centimeters, the distance between rows is 110 centimeters to 120 centimeters, and the spacing is 50 centimeters to 60 centimeters..." Ye Zhizhi muttered softly while bending down to farm. He wanted to ensure every step. It's all exactly the same as what Dorian explained.
Soon, thirty-five tobacco plants were planted, and then he took out the four labeled small bags that Dowling gave him, sprinkled fertilizer corresponding to the four grades of tobacco, and then watered.
After finishing all the work, Ye nodded unsatisfied. The maturity period of this tobacco is one hundred to one hundred and twenty days, which is three to four months. He must complete the cultivation of this tobacco within this period of time. Understand, this will be beneficial to future development.
Daolin and the others returned to the shore by boat, and then returned to Wangyue Villa with Qiu Jin.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Qiu Mu opened the door and exclaimed, and other people practicing in the courtyard rushed over after hearing the sound.
"It's okay, it's okay, please give way and don't block the way." Daolin pulled them apart with one arm, and walked into the room with Qiu Jin on his arm.
"Brothers, don't worry. The eldest brother is fine, but his spirit is a little damaged. He just needs to recover for a while." Qiu Shui knew that the eldest brother was not suitable for the noisy environment at this time, so he took the initiative to block the door.
"Qiu Shui, I'll take your bedding to another house later. Boss Qiu will live in this house alone." Jijiu came over and said.
"The master of alcoholism is right, we'll get ready in a moment." Brother Qiu nodded and said.
"Also, Qiu Huo and Wu Ziyong, you two will make a meal. It's best for Qiu Boss to make some soup." Jijiu continued.
"Don't worry, I'll just cook. Brother Qiu Huo can make soup for Brother Qiu." Wu Ziyong said before Qiu Huo could.
Qiu Huo heard this and looked at Wu Ziyong, his eyes full of gratitude. He knew that Wu Ziyong knew that he was worried about his brother, so he took the initiative to give up the job of making soup to him. For Wu Ziyong, who would fight together in the future, Qiu Huo this time I sincerely accepted him.
After arranging everything, he stopped drinking and went back to the house alone. He had consumed a lot of energy in the water before. Now that he had the opportunity, it would be better to restore his physical condition first.
After returning to the room, he stopped drinking and sat cross-legged on the bed. He took out the rosary beads he had turned while chanting and began to recite in a low voice with his eyes closed.
As he recited Buddhist sutras, the true energy in Jijiu's body began to swim through his body, leaving golden Buddha energy wherever it passed. Soon, his body began to slowly emit golden light, a rich Buddhist power. The scent wafted through the room.
A faint red mark suddenly appeared on his forehead, and then the color of the mark slowly became heavier. It was the mark of the red lotus that drank in all rivers.
As the Dharma became more and more abundant, the red lotus began to change. The lotus that had only bloomed slightly began to bloom slowly. The petals of the lotus also began to grow larger and longer, spreading towards the surroundings, like several The open wings are red and extraordinarily beautiful.
Ji Qing didn't seem to notice the changes in his forehead at all, and was still concentrating on chanting Buddhist scriptures.
The red lotus grew bigger and bigger, covering his bald head and face in a blink of an eye, and his aura was also increasing.
Finally he stopped drinking and opened his eyes. He felt something was wrong with him, but he looked up and down and couldn't see anything wrong at all.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind. This voice was very ethereal and sounded majestic.
"Go and save the dead souls in the lake, and bless you with immeasurable merit."
Jiji was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that this was the guidance of the Buddha from somewhere, and it was up to him to save the dead souls in the lake.
Thinking of this, he stopped drinking and stood up, opened the door and walked out.
There was still a group of people standing outside the door, and Daolin was also sparring with the Wang brothers and the enemy brothers. They were all stunned when they saw Qian Qing come out.
"What's wrong with your face?" Dorian asked, frowning.
Jijiu heard the words and touched his face, but didn't feel anything was wrong.
Concubine Li, who was standing upstairs watching their sparring, quickly went back to the house to get the bronze mirror and brought it downstairs.
Jijiu took the bronze mirror and took a look at it. He was shocked immediately. He reached out and touched the red lotus mark on his forehead. For a moment, he didn't understand why this happened. He obviously didn't use wine to accept hundreds of rivers, but this How could Honglian activate independently and undergo such big changes?
"Have you encountered any problems?" Dorian asked with concern.
Jijiu shook his head and conveyed what he heard to them.
"The mission the Buddha gave you? Is it possible that there really is a Buddha?" Dolin wondered.
"I don't know, but I know that this matter must have merit, and the merit is immeasurable." After quitting drinking, he walked directly out the door.
"Do you need us to accompany you?" Dolin asked looking at his back.
"No, I can do it by myself. If you want to take a look, that's fine." Jijiu paused and said.
"Let's go, don't let Jijiu go alone. Let's all go and help out. Qiu Huowu will keep cooking for you, and you have to take care of Boss Qiu." Daolin looked at everyone and said.
The group of people followed Jijiu and walked towards Luofeng Lake. They met the disciples of Dayi Sect on the way and ignored them. This made the disciples of Dayi Sect wonder what these guests were going to do.
It was now evening, and they had nothing to do. When they saw the excitement, they called their companions to come and watch.
After a while, hundreds of people followed.
Jijiu walked to the shore and stopped. He clasped his hands and chanted a Buddhist chant.
"Amitabha, the young monk quit drinking. Seeing everyone's suffering, I came here to save you all. I wish you early rebirth and bliss!"
"I would like to take this merit, solemn Buddhist Pure Land."
"Repay fourfold kindness to others, and relieve three kinds of hardships below."
"I am willing to travel across the Dharma Realm and indulge in all sentient beings."
"He who witnesses it all shows empathy."
"After completing this Sambhogakaya, we will be reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss together."
"May the three obstacles and worries be eliminated, and may I gain wisdom and clarity."
"I wish all sinful obstacles will be eliminated, and I will always walk the path of Bodhisattva from generation to generation."
