Wanbao Lady

The owner of the field immediately took a wooden ladle, scooped the water out of the bucket and sprinkled it on the field.

Something magic happened.

Because of the disease, the rice stalks turned black, and there were few rice grains on the rice ears. The wilted rice plants gradually straightened up.

Not only did it straighten its back, it also grew upwards again.

As it grows, the ominous black substance on the rice stalks gradually fades away, and the rice ears are filled with plump rice grains.

Not only that, in addition to the original rice ears, new rice ears are also being generated.

After a few minutes, the changes stopped.

The new rice is half a head taller than before.

After they counted them, they were all so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

"Oh my God! Fifteen ears! There are actually fifteen ears!"

A farmer cried for joy.

Another farmer came forward in a hurry, bent down and roughly counted them, and exclaimed in shock: "There are at least 500 grains on this ear! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

"Magic dew! This is magic dew!"

You know, in previous years when they had the best harvest, there were only four or five ears of rice on one rice stalk, and each ear had only fifty or sixty rice grains.

All of a sudden, it increased several times!

Moreover, each grain is full and the quality is obviously good.

The owner of the field couldn't stop smiling.

Others stared at the bottle in Li Dali's hand with fiery eyes.

Baby, what a baby!

With this treasure, there is no need to worry about the harvest!

No worries about not having food to eat!

Li Dali was stared at by everyone, or more precisely, they were staring at the bottle in his hand.

It made him slightly uncomfortable.

At the same time, I felt a little hot in my heart.

If such a treasure were left in the village...

"Cough cough."

A cough suddenly interrupted his fantasy.

It turned out that the voice was made by the village chief Li Decai.

"Fellow folks."

He shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

"This treasure was 'loaned' to us by the immortal. We have to return it after we have used it."

He deliberately emphasized the word "borrow".

The villagers had different expressions after hearing this.

Some felt guilty, some were excited, some didn't care, and some still had fiery eyes.

But no matter what, it is more important to use the treasure to save the crops first.

Then every household took out their own basins and buckets, and took a drop of the nectar from the vase back home.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has it!"

"Hey, you don't need to use such a big water tank to collect it. The immortal said that this elixir can be diluted with water infinitely. You can just collect a drop and take it home."

"Everyone, don't push, don't push!"

Li Dali and his companions shouted so hard that their throats were almost smoking.

But the villagers' enthusiasm remains unabated.

It seems that the bigger the container you hold, the more nectar you can get.

Fortunately, there were three village chiefs and some able-bodied men who spontaneously maintained order, so everything was in good order.

Nothing bad happened.

However, what everyone didn't know was that a skinny man who looked like a monkey was squatting on a tree, taking in everything below.

He looked at the rejuvenation bottle greedily, his eyes burning with passion.

Then he seemed to think of something, reluctantly withdrew his gaze, climbed down the tree while no one was paying attention, and disappeared in a flash.

However, what he didn't know was that another pair of yellow eyes were also watching all this.

The starling standing on the treetop moved its claws, looked at the rejuvenation bottle again, then flapped its wings and flew towards the mountains.

As each household's crops were saved, the data in the "Fortune Value" column in Chongfan's system also rose rapidly.

Although she had not seen the scene in the village at the foot of the mountain with her own eyes, she could imagine the lively scene.

"Heavy snow."

"Owner."

"Extra meal tonight."

"Yes!"

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Mule River.

West bank.

"What? Is there really such a treasure?"

A middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and a bird feather crown on his head widened his eyes in surprise.

"Yes, High Priest, I saw it with my own eyes. When the water mixed with the nectar was thrown over the crops, the crops came alive!"

The skinny man became more and more excited as he spoke, gesticulating with his fingers.

"And the healed crops not only grew ears of rice again, but the yield also increased several times!"

"Is this really true?"

"Absolutely true!"

The skinny monkey patted his chest and made the promise.

"Hmm. What's the name of this baby?"

"Rejuvenation bottle, it's called Rejuvenation bottle."

"Rejuvenation bottle..."

The high priest thought for a while, then said:

"Then have you ever heard whether they have seen the immortal?"

"No," the thin monkey shook his head, "they said they only saw the immortal's servants, not the immortal himself."

"Ah."

After hearing this, the high priest paced back and forth.

To be honest, he was very excited at the moment.

I wish I could take the treasure for myself right away.

But he knew he couldn't do that.

If that person knew about this, he would be in big trouble.

Even if he got such a good thing, he couldn't keep it.

It’s better to offer it to that person, maybe you can get a reward!

Thinking of this, he immediately said: "Go and call more people, let's go get the treasure! How can those peasants have such a treasure! It should be presented to the Lord River God!"

The skinny monkey said with a flattering look on his face: "The high priest is right! The high priest is wise!"

The high priest looked pleased.

He waved his hand and said, "Go!"

"The little one resigns."

Watching the skinny monkey leave, the high priest straightened his clothes and walked out with his hands behind his back.

After all, as the high priest of both sides of the Mule River, he also possessed some magic spells, and he could have taken the treasure by himself.

Even those peasants wouldn't dare to act rashly.

But, this person is particular about appearance.

One person is one thing, and one person with a group of people is another.

After a stick of incense.

"Look, isn't that the high priest's boat?"

A sharp-eyed villager from the east bank pointed at the boats on Mule River and shouted.

When the others looked, they saw that it was true.

The high priest is here!

As for what he came here for, it goes without saying.

"Quick, notify the village chief and others!"

Several villagers ran towards the center of the village.

A few minutes later.

"What, the high priest is here?"

Li Hu, the head of Shuihe Village, was shocked.

"I knew he would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Li Zhao, the village chief of Shuimu Village, stroked his beard and said in a heavy tone.

The two of them looked at Li Decai, the oldest and most experienced village chief of Shuitian Village present.

"Old man, what should I do?"

"Yes, judging from the high priest's temper, I'm afraid the person who comes here has bad intentions."

Both of them looked worried.

Li Decai was also worried.

But he couldn't show it.

Instead, he stiffened his neck and said, "What are you afraid of? This is something the immortal lent us. We have to return it after we use it. There's no disaster on the west coast, so why would they come and take it!"

That being said, he still wasn't sure.

After all, the high priest has the support of the river god.

If he insists on coming to get it, this...

"Well, let's just take it one step at a time. Even if we come to take it, it won't be too late until we have saved all the crops."

Li Hu shook his head and sighed.

Li Zhao frowned when he heard this.

"After all, it's not ours. If the treasure is taken away, the immortal will find out and blame us..."

Li Decai struggled in his heart.

Gritting teeth.

Finally, he said firmly: "The immortal lent us these things out of kindness. Since we have accepted the immortal's kindness, let alone return the things, we must at least return them in good condition. Otherwise, how can we face the immortal? How can we face our ancestors?"