Meier led Fu Shiyi into her room and poured Fu Shiyi a cup of tea: "The three acres of spiritual mulberry trees in the temple's backyard were promoted to third-level spiritual trees a year ago. These are the buds we collected from them. Although it is not as mellow and fragrant as dragon tea, it is better in refreshingness! Try it."
It seems now.
It is Meier who is working with Sanbo to manage the affairs of Yanglin Village.
Fu Shiyi lowered his head and took a sip, then closed his eyes and felt it. As soon as he took in the Lingsang Tea, he felt as if he were in autumn, and his whole body became relaxed and comfortable.
Fu Shiyi suddenly opened his eyes and said with joy on his face: "Yes, does this tea produce a lot?"
Meier shook her head: "Three acres of spiritual mulberry trees can only be refined for one or two ounces, and its young leaves can only be picked once every three years. The pot you drank was specially left by Grandpa San San for you to taste. Fresh.”
Too.
There are now eighty-two totem warriors in Yanglin Village. Although most of them are in the first and second levels, they will have good combat power when they grow up in the future. With one or two tea leaves, I am afraid that each person will not be able to get three pots. The amount of tea.
Fu Shiyi could only think about the idea of taking it to the market to exchange money.
Meier was not in a hurry to get down to business.
After Fu Shixi drank a pot of tea, he patted the storage bag, and dozens of wooden boxes appeared on the table.
Meier pointed at the light-colored one and said:
"These thirty-five wooden boxes contain second-level spiritual mulberry fruits, and the white wooden boxes contain first-level spiritual mulberry fruits, because in recent years, the clan has opened up more land, and this level of spiritual mulberry fruits There are more fruits, a total of 130, and many have just grown into big trees and bear fruit this year. After three years, our village will be able to harvest an average of 300 first-level spiritual fruits and third-level spiritual fruits every year. There are about twelve of them.”
A total of one hundred and sixty-five Lingmulberry fruits.
According to her alchemy skills, she can refine eighty-five mulberry pills.
Fu Shiyi looked at the wooden boxes that filled the table, and smiled with crooked eyebrows. This was nearly a thousand spiritual stones. Now she was short of spiritual stones to transform the wasteland of Niushou Mountain into a spiritual field.
"Mei'er, thank you for your hard work. I will mark out your contribution points for you later."
Fu Shiyi happily put all the wooden boxes into the storage bag.
Over there, Meier took out three more wooden boxes.
I saw her handling it gently and extremely carefully: "The stuff here is filled with the silkworms spun out by spiritual silkworms over the years. There are two kilograms and six taels in total. Third Grandpa asked me to hand it over to you."
Heavenly silk! !
Although it is only the second level.
But this spiritual creature is also rare.
If you give it to Fifth Sister, you can refine an armor robe again. Naturally, this robe will not be sold outside, even if there are not enough members of the Fu family to distribute it.
Fu Shiyi accepted them all.
When she saw that Meier had no intention of taking anything out, she asked her question: "Meier, do you know where the five cowhide drums placed in front of the statue came from?"
Meier shook her head.
Fu Shiyi: "Then when did they appear?"
Meier: "Ten years ago, after Third Grandpa entered the side room of the side hall, he came out with five cowhide drums. Then he enshrined them in front of the statue and passed on a piece of his mind to us."
There was a pause.
Mei'er added: "The blood color of the blood moon in the sky has become lighter now. This is also because the third grandfather used the five cowhide drums when he held the witchcraft ceremony every year. The cowhide drums seemed to be able to dissipate the blood color contained in the blood moon! Specifically! The third grandfather didn’t tell us the reason.”
Fu Shiyi was told by Meier.
Just found out.
Nowadays, the third uncle is no longer in charge of things, and almost all his time is in seclusion in the wing room of the side hall.
Fu Shiyi frowned slightly, but felt a little worried. The seal in the side room of the side hall was a black coffin. The coffin was somewhat similar to the shuttle door in her consciousness sea space. It could reach other places. Last time, she I almost lost my life there.
That's why my grandfather sealed it.
But why did San Bo open it without permission?
Fu Shibai was puzzled.
But it happened that the third uncle was in seclusion again. It had already been two years since she returned to Jingzhou. Including the time she spent in the desert tree house, it would be three years in a few months.
Three years is up.
She wanted to participate in the hunting in the Forbidden Basin.
And it was also the sixth year since they arrived in Qinhuaili. They could bring the clan members there. There was a lot of work to do. She didn't have time to wait here for the third uncle to come out of seclusion, because she still had to go to Xinyi Ridge.
When Fu Shiyi was about to say goodbye.
Meier said hurriedly: "Eleventh Aunt, Third Grandpa said that if you want to leave and he has not come out of seclusion, let me hand over this secret letter to you!"
Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment.
He took the yellowed paper tie handed over by Meier.
She quickly scanned the information above, frowned, and then said to Meier: "Go and tell Qingmu and let him prepare. This time he will leave with me."
Aoki is trying every possible means to leave here.
But you know when you can really leave.
But reluctant to leave.
While helping to pack things, Meier murmured instructions. The third uncle has been in seclusion all year round. The rest of the tribe will subconsciously respect Meier and others who can live in the temple. In the past ten years, Meier has almost been organized During the witch initiation ceremony, her cultivation has reached the third level of great witch, so here, she is actually the only one with Aoki.
"Sister Saint, don't worry, I... I will go out with you and have a look. I will be back soon. I will also bring the green plum fruit, Huan Jade honey, and Zuixianlou from the clan. I’ll bring you one portion of all the delicacies, no, two portions, and I’ll also prepare the headwear that girls like..."
Talking and talking.
Qingmu looked at Meier who was busy packing his luggage alone.
My nose is sore.
The feeling of reluctance is greater than the temptation of the outside world.
"Sister Saint, how can Qingmu not go? I will stay here with you. Qingmu doesn't care about the Laoshizi green plum fruit. The green plum fruit is as delicious as our spiritual mulberry fruit... ."
After all, he is a half-grown child.
I couldn't help but shed tears.
Meier's heart warmed up, and she secretly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, then turned around and gave Qingmu some harsh instructions. Although she didn't see what the third grandfather said in the letter, it was probably because of the changes in Qingmu's body over the years. The reason why Aoki's demonic power can no longer be restrained is that even if he suppresses it deliberately, Aoki may build a foundation on the spot at any time!
Although she didn't know why the third grandfather didn't let Qingmu build the foundation.
But he knew Aoki was in danger.
And even Grandpa San couldn’t deal with this danger.
"Qingmu, follow Aunt Eleven well and don't be as naughty as you are in the village. No one will condone you outside..."
After Fu Shiyi came out of Mei'er's room, she took a look at the silkworm room next to her. Then she entered the main hall and placed incense on the statue. She glanced at the statue's features, and deeper doubts flashed through her heart.
Because this statue looked more and more like the one under the ancient well in her Consciousness Sea Space.
When Fu Shiyi came out of the main hall.
Suddenly I heard a loud cry of "Wow" coming from the side hall.
