Farming and practicing martial arts to level the world

"Haha, just look at this, Second Uncle will bring you back the whole strongman!" Second Uncle gets more and more vigorous as he practices, and if he is younger in his teens or twenties, he might really be able to practice his skills.

"Moo."

Xiaoqing had already climbed out of the sycamore shed, crawled on the ground like a snake, and then exerted a little force on her short and thick limbs, and her body shot to the roof of the tile house like a sharp arrow.

It tilted its head to look at the second uncle who practiced the sword, with disdain in his eyes.

Then it looked towards the eastern sky, waiting for the moment when the purple air rose eastward, and then began its daily practice.

Today the sky is cloudy, and the morning sun is blocked by clouds, but this does not hinder the appearance of purple air, Xiaoqing opened his mouth and swallowed, and the faint mist was spit out by it and then retracted.

Wait for it to finish swallowing the purple qi.

Chi Qiaosong had already taken out the iron knife and was flying up and down in the yard. The skillful moves of "Splashing Wind Knife" rolled his figure into mottled afterimages.

Xiaoqing tilted her head and watched Chiqiaosong practice the knife carefully.

But the tail didn't follow suit, and Xiaoqing was not that sensitive to saber techniques.

When Ikehashisong finished practicing "Wind-splashing Knife" and "Hercules Fist" and started to practice "White Rainbow Sword", it only waved its tail, following the rhythm of Ikehashisong.

The second uncle squatted on the rock in the courtyard, looking at Chiqiaosong for a while, and Xiaoqing for a while.

He couldn't help admiring: "This guy Xiaoqing can practice swords like a human. It's really rare. Why do I feel that he can practice swords better than me?"

When Chi Qiaosong heard the words, the iron sword in his hand froze, and he replied: "Second Uncle, you should not compare with Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing is a genius in swordsmanship, and I can't even compare to me in understanding swordsmanship."

"Moo!"

The little green cow let out a cry, agreeing to this.

It quickly jumped down the eaves, came to the second uncle, glanced at the second uncle with disdain, then flicked its tail, and danced an afterimage in an instant.The cyan emerald-like scales shone with cold light, as if turning into a peerless swordsman.

The second uncle was envious and angry at the same time: "It competes with me!"

After speaking, he picked up the wooden sword and made a gesture to chop Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing raised her tail and flew the wooden sword in the second uncle's hand, then Xiaoqing put her tail on the ground, raised her head high, and looked down on the second uncle.

It is more than two meters long, and the pressure is quite strong.

Chi Qiaosong scolded: "Okay Xiaoqing, don't compete with second uncle."

Saimian is a local dialect. It means to push the nose to face, and it also means to be frightened. It is mainly used to criticize others for not being funny—for example, if a child is messing around, you can say that he has a face.

"Moo!" Xiaoqing obeyed.

Instead of competing face-to-face with the second uncle, he jumped on Chi Qiaosong's shoulder, flicking his tail triumphantly.

The second uncle finds it boring.

To be despised by a little Jiao.

Simply go to the shed to pick some green vegetable leaves, feed the two five eyebrows, and then ask Chi Qiaosong: "These two five eyebrows are becoming more and more like fat pigs, Xiaosong, do you want to keep them?"

"Raise them, but let them go on a diet."

He also counted on Wudaomei to help him find the spiritual root. Now that he is as fat as a pig, he can hardly climb a tree when he goes out, so how can he find a new spiritual root.

The second uncle nodded: "It's also a strange thing, you can grow so fat after eating green vegetables."

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Click on the file room of the lecture hall.

After sitting for a while, I went to the reading room to read today's newspaper, and then went to Mr. Song Xiangyu to ask for advice on "Hercules", and Ikehashi Song left work early.

After returning home, I was busy planting fruit trees.

Siyuetian is suitable for planting trees, and Chi's father went to the surrounding nursery to pick a batch of fruit tree seedlings.

Hundreds of fig, peach, and citrus trees interspersed with dozens of pear, chestnut, and date trees.Of course, these fruit trees are all disguises to cover up the greenhouse behind the mountain.

Even so, Father Chi still attaches great importance to these fruit trees, hoping that they can really bear fruit.

The little uncle supervised the building of the house at the foot of the mountain, the second uncle took care of Xiaoqing in the greenhouse at the back of the mountain, Chi's father, Chi's mother, second aunt, and sister-in-law planted trees together, and even Takeshi Ikehashi and Wen Moshan were carrying saplings.

Ikehashi Matsu joined them.

"Xiao Song, don't you read books." Mother Chi scolded.

"I'm tired of reading every day, so I relax." Ikehashisong held a shovel and an axe, and was responsible for cutting down trees and digging roots to make room for fruit trees.

A ridge is full of miscellaneous trees, which need to be cleared before fruit trees can be planted.

However, wild tea trees and moso bamboo can be kept, as well as high-quality wood such as iron birch.

The ax followed behind, and looked around majestically, as if descending the mountain to inspect his own territory.Beside him is a big yellow dog with its tail wagging like an electric fan.

Big Yellow Dog seems to be trying to please Axe.

But Ax is young, but has a calm personality, and doesn't care about Big Yellow Dog at all.

But the more it ignores the big yellow dog, the more vigorous the big yellow dog wags its tail, wishing to write the word "licking dog" on its face-even though the big yellow dog is also a male dog.

pat pat pat.

With just a few swipes of the axe, a tree as thick as a bowl of sea was cut down. Ikehashi Pine dragged the tree aside, and suddenly pointed to a small tree covered in thorns and asked, "Dad, what kind of tree is this?"

"This is citrus aurantium, which is called a stinky orange tree in local dialect. When your second uncle harvested dry goods, the citrus aurantium shell was the small fruit that this thing borne and dried." Father Chi explained, "I used to often Graft orange trees with something, it will grow fast and survive."

Having said that, Ikehashi Song immediately understood.

The small thorny tree in front of me is the trifoliate tree of "Oranges grown in Huainan are oranges, and those grown in Huaibei are oranges": "Dad, how about planting this around the barbed wire fence?"

"Okay, why not, many people outside plant stinky orange trees at the base of the walls, and when they grow full, even cats and dogs can't get in."

Chapter 1 and One

After discovering the Hovenia citrus, Ikehashi-song decided immediately that he would search for it when he entered the mountain in the future, collect all the Hovenia citrus, and then plant a circle along the foot of a ridge.

Plant a circle of hovenia foliage, guarding a ridge on the way into the mountain.

As long as the places that are convenient for people to enter and exit are guarded, basically no one can enter a barrier, and only animals can enter and exit freely-and this is exactly what he wants.

I can't wait for You Shangu and Lao Pazi to throw themselves into the net every day.

"You want the orange tree, don't you?" The second uncle learned about this while having lunch, and quickly said, "Don't bother to look for it in the mountains. I know a family of mountain people who specialize in planting orange trees. I'll help You buy some hovenia saplings."

In the afternoon, the second uncle rode on the [-]th bar.

Go straight to the mountain family.

"Bring your poncho, you daredevil." The second aunt chased him out, "Didn't you see that the sky is gloomy? It would be strange if it didn't rain and drench you."

The second uncle stepped on the ground with one foot, and made a handsome tail flick with the [-] big stick: "I know, my wife just loves me!"

The second aunt gave him a coy look: "Don't be ashamed."

Stuffing the poncho into the car bucket, she warned: "Be careful on the road, don't ride the bike when it rains heavily, push it back."

"I know I know."

Sitting in front of the threshold of the old house to eat, Ikehashisong watched the interaction between the second uncle and the second aunt, and felt that since the Xigou and Niantong incident, the husband and wife have become more affectionate.

It is estimated that it will not be long before there will be another cousin or cousin.

There was no birth policy in the Republic of Great Xia, and every family had children whenever they wanted. Usually, a family always had three or five children.However, over the past hundred years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the population growth rate has not been high.

First, the warlords were in turmoil, the people's life was too hard, and the average life expectancy was not high.

Second, the premature mortality rate is high, and it is not easy for children to grow up normally.

Three times, treachery and evil have caused troubles, unknowingly reducing the number of people.

As a result, the current population is only one hundred million.

However, with the development of science and technology, life continues to develop in a better direction. The average life expectancy increases and the infant mortality rate decreases. Sooner or later, the population will skyrocket.

It can be seen from Lao Chi's house.

In Ikehashisong's generation, only one daughter died between the sister-in-law and the younger uncle, and all the other children were raised well-of course, if they hadn't been time-traveled, their predecessors probably died young.

"It's very cloudy, maybe it's going to rain heavily." Father Chi bit his tobacco stick and looked up at the sky.

The little uncle shook his head: "The weather forecast also reported heavy rain, but whether it can rain is the key. The rain was reported several times before, but it couldn't rain once."

"It's not the evil cultivator's good deed!" The sister-in-law complained.

Local newspapers and TV all attributed the climate problem to the killing of Mo Kanjiao, which caused the people to gnash their teeth at the evil cultivator—even though Xiaoqing was still alive, it was only a young Jiao, which was of no avail.

Planted trees all afternoon.

Sure enough, no raindrops fell.

It's just that the sky is getting more and more gloomy, and before the evening, I can't see the road clearly. At this time, the sound of jingling bells came, and it was the second uncle who came back by bicycle.

On the back seat of the car was a large bundle of thorny brambles.

"I bought it back, two hundred twigs, planted directly in the ground, just bring some water when planting." After the second uncle finished speaking, he took out another pack of seeds from his pocket, "I also ordered some twig seeds, take Go to the greenhouse to germinate, and then transplant it.”

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It was too late, and the orange tree hadn't started to be planted.

After dinner, there seemed to be a muffled thunder in the sky, which sounded far away.

This kind of thing where there is only thunder but no rain has been experienced several times in the beginning of spring, so everyone didn't take it seriously.

Chi Qiaosong meditated in the room, practiced "Zixia Qingchen" and "Flying Waterfall Climbing She" respectively, adjusted the energy in his body, and then started the talisman homework.

The five unshakable Anzhai Talismans.

Then I drew 22 different types of talismans in one breath, and then I felt mentally exhausted, and then I couldn't draw effective talismans no matter what.

It is equivalent to saying that now he can draw 27 talismans with one breath, but he could only draw ten with one breath before.

Great progress.

Satisfied to put down the writing brush, Ikehashi stretched loosely, took a cold bath and got ready for bed.

Before going to bed, he specially pasted an Anzhai Talisman on the door of the farmhouse, and thought in his heart: "There is an Anzhai Talisman to guard the house. I don't know if the old fox can still dream tonight."

Being stared at by a vixen all the time made him very upset, like a pimple in his throat.

As the saying goes, the other side of the couch allows others to sleep soundly.A hurdle was in his pocket, but now he was entangled by a vixen and became a problem he urgently needed to solve.

If it wasn't for the fear that the secret would be exposed, he would have asked Teacher Liu Chun for help, and called the Taoist priests from Xingzi Temple to open the altar.

"go to bed!"

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Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The wind howled at night, and the leaves rustled in the woods outside the yard.

In the middle of the night, the hairless fox appeared out of nowhere, and climbed to an old locust tree, overlooking the farmhouses in the back mountain.

After observing it for a while, it began to meditate like a human being, chanting words in its mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, a thunder exploded above his head, as if there was an invisible wave of power, it hit its chest in an instant, knocking it off the branch.

He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The hairless fox didn't care to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the sky in horror. The sky was dark and there was no starlight.

Only in the distance, there was lightning winding through the clouds, flickering a little bit of light, followed by a louder thunderous sound.

Boom!

The hairless old fox hid by the tree roots, shivering.

When the thunder passed, it sat in meditation with its paws resting on its hind legs, shaking non-stop, as if it was pinching some spell.