Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

As soon as she opened her mouth to talk to her husband, Mrs. Li felt her eyes blurry and she caught a glimpse of a blue figure appearing in the kitchen, or to be more precise, squatting on the ground.

She slowly turned her head and met Xia Qingyu's confused eyes. She also heard the old man's puzzled question in her ears.

"Hey, wasn't the young Taoist priest here just now?" Old Master Li looked around and didn't see anyone in the yard.

He turned around and walked out of the yard again.

Walking up to Zhang Fugui's father, Mr. Li asked, "Brother Zhang, have you seen Taoist Priest Zhou?"

Zhang Fugui's father was moving things. He stopped what he was doing and replied, "I saw it. Didn't he just come into the yard with you?"

Mr. Li blinked and said, "I remember going in together, but I didn't see anyone."

"Old man, what is Young Taoist Priest Zhou?"

Seeing her husband looking for someone, Mrs. Li followed him out and shouted.

When she heard the other party say he was looking for someone, Mrs. Li recalled what she had just seen, hesitated for a moment, and pulled the person aside to talk quietly.

"He went to the kitchen?" Mr. Li was stunned, then he realized, "The young Taoist priest might be hungry."

After all, it was early in the morning and the Taoist temple probably hadn't started eating yet. When he saw him coming to invite people, the Taoist priest followed him without saying a word.

Meanwhile, the kitchen was in complete silence.

Except for Xia Qingyu, Zhu Pingan and the Huang family were all frightened by the figure that suddenly broke in.

When Zhu Ping'an saw him suddenly squatting next to Xia Qingyu, his scalp almost exploded.

Oh my god, there’s a ghost!

Shen Qingqing screamed wildly in her heart and wanted to rush over to pull Qingyu away. But just as she was about to take a step forward, she found that her legs were too weak to move.

"Qing...Qingyu, he..." Shen Qingqing's lips were trembling and she couldn't even speak clearly.

Xia Qingyu looked at them and said soothingly, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

It's really scary that this person suddenly appears.

However, Xia Qingyu guessed that the other party should be a cultivator and was very fast.

Looking at the young Taoist priest squatting in front of him, Xia Qingyu initially thought that he was here to help.

She remembered that Mr. Li went to the town to ask the Taoist priest for help.

Xia Qingyu was still holding a burnt wooden stick in his hand, using it as a pen to scribble on the ground, recalling a special formation in the space in his mind.

"Do you like drawing talismans?"

The young Taoist priest tilted his head, looked at the lines on the ground curiously, and asked such a strange question with a smile.

"……Um?"

Xia Qingyu was stunned and stopped what he was doing. He was very confused and puzzled.

She didn't know the Taoist priest in front of her and didn't know why he asked her that.

Could the person in front of her understand what she was drawing?

That’s not right. What she drew was a simplified version of the formation, a real formation, not a so-called talisman.

Shen Qingqing and others were making pancakes in the kitchen. When they heard this, they turned around and looked over.

The young Taoist priest who asked the question didn't care about their gazes at all.

Xia Qingyu, on the other hand, was also confused, and they all looked at each other in bewilderment.

Seeing the man wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, Xia Qingyu asked, "Who are you?"

"Nice to meet you. I'm Zhou Yan." The young Taoist priest introduced himself and repeated, "Do you like drawing talismans?"

Without waiting for Xia Qingyu to answer, he reached out to touch the ground and felt that the mess of lines was completely different from the talismans he usually drew.

His eyes were full of curiosity. He felt that the person in front of him had a strange aura, which was very similar to the breath of heaven and earth he felt when he was meditating, which made him feel magical.

Zhou Yan was sold to a mine by his relatives when he was five years old, and later had the good fortune to meet his master.

The master brought him back to Feiyuan Taoist Temple and said that he had excellent physique and was a Taoist who was chased by God and fed by God.

He didn't understand, so the master explained to him that because he could touch the special aura of heaven and earth, such people could cultivate faster than others.

The master once told him that if he could meet someone like him, he must find a way to bring him back.

It doesn't matter even if it's a lie, you have to bring it back. If that doesn't work, knocking it out is also acceptable.

"Knocked out?" Zhou Yan was very confused. "Master, why?"

Unexpectedly, the master looked so mysterious.

Zhou Yan was listening to the master's answer very seriously, but then he heard the master say seriously: "In this way, our Taoist temple will have a golden thigh to hold on to."

Zhou Yan burst into laughter immediately. He didn’t understand at that time and thought that his master was exaggerating. He didn’t expect that he would really meet one today.

"Hmm... How should I put it? I can't say I like it, but I don't hate it either."

After thinking about it, Xia Qingyu replied.

She can draw talismans, carve arrays, refine weapons, and many other things, all of which she learned in the other dimension in her previous life.

However, she couldn't say it out loud, after all, she was not familiar with this person and didn't know who he was.

"Then are you interested in practicing?" Hearing Xia Qingyu's words, Zhou Yan took another step closer and looked at Xia Qingyu with shining eyes.

"Uh……"

These sudden words stunned Xia Qingyu.

Seeing the other person squatting on the ground and moving sideways, Xia Qingyu didn't know what he was going to do. Just as he was about to stand up, he smelled a pungent odor.

She raised her eyes and glanced towards the stove, and saw a flash of fire on her blue robe.

Xia Qingyu's eyelids jumped, and she quickly reminded him, "Your clothes are on fire?"

"what?"

Zhou Yan was a little dazed. After a moment, he looked in the direction Xia Qingyu was looking.

"Master, isn't it?"

Zhou Yan jumped up instantly and tried to get up, but his robe was lifted up and the flames instantly spread to other places. He was in a hurry and failed to put out the fire.

The master told him yesterday that he would meet a star, but he had to stay away from firewood, otherwise his clothes would easily get burned.

Shen Qingqing and the others were so frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure that their legs are still weak.

They wanted to get a ladle to scoop water, but found that they couldn't do it.

Seeing the person in front of him about to be engulfed by fire, Xia Qingyu sighed lightly.

We can't just watch people burn to death.

"The water is over there." Zhu Ping'an shouted hurriedly, and then everyone widened their eyes.

"Don't move." A cold voice fell, and then it seemed as if it was raining in the kitchen.

Crash.

Before he could react, Zhou Yan, who was rushing to find a ladle of water, was splashed with a ladle of cold water and was instantly soaked like a drowned chicken.

Cold water dripped from his hair, gathered into several streams, flowed onto his eyebrows, and slid down mercilessly.

Xia Qingyu held a water scoop made of loofah in one hand and a wooden bucket in the other.

Seeing this, the corner of her mouth twitched. She didn't expect to pour cold water on the other party's face.