Very reasonable cultivation

When the sun was no longer so scorching, Tian Zhen helped his father with the carpentry work. His younger brother, Tian Yi, nicknamed Lengzi, watched and learned from the side. They were busy until the afternoon and ate a meal of fragrant, original rice prepared by their mother. It's worth mentioning that although the environment here is backward and there are no hybrid rice, the products here are really rich. Not only are the fruits here much larger, but the crops grown here, although not as productive as hybrid rice, are fragrant, and can feed the villagers here and there is a surplus, so the villagers can live here. Apart from the dark circles under his eyes, his complexion is healthy and his body is strong.

As night approached, it was almost dusk, and the setting sun cast its last rays upon the villagers as they returned to their homes. Tian Zhen also helped clean up and wash the dishes, then went back to bed early. Of course, he did not forget to bring the bronze gong from the door into the house and hung it on the wooden frame. He then crawled into bed, waiting for the night to fall.

The nights in June are when ghosts are at their most violent, and this is also when the villagers are most cautious.

However, today, the sound of insects that had not chirped for a long time began to sound. There was no more sound of objects colliding, no more low murmurs, and no more that damn knocking on the door.

"Is it effective?" Tian Zhen thought with some joy in his heart. In a trance, the door of truth of the world was singing in the clouds, the unknown of the universe and the starry sky was praising it, and all the secrets welcomed his arrival.

He shook his head and put aside the inexplicable fantasy. The somewhat uncomfortable calmness of it all made him feel a little uneasy amidst his joy. It was too smooth, but he did not let his guard down. He did not know how long it had passed until fatigue gradually set in and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Oh~Oh~!" Accompanied by a loud crowing of a rooster, Tian Zhen woke up instantly. His eyes were not open, but his body subconsciously held his breath. He opened his eyes a little, and saw a bright light. After gradually getting used to it, he saw the wooden shelves in the room and the reflection of the sunlight on the gong.

It took Tian Zhen a long time to recover. It was too unreal and too smooth. This made him a little suspicious. He always felt that things could not be so simple and there must be something fishy.

This is the life experience that Tian Zhen summarized in his previous life. After all, he had been deceived many times, so he would be more careful in everything. Otherwise, one careless negligence in something would result in death.

So Tian Zhen quickly got up, washed, ate some leftovers from yesterday, said hello to his parents, took the gong and rushed to Dazhuang's house.

On the way, he saw that the neighbors had gotten up early and gathered together to discuss something, but Tian Zhen didn't care about that and went straight to his destination.

Dazhuang wasn't working by the stove as usual today. The stove wasn't even lit, and he was squatting on the edge of the field, banging on a wooden drum. A rhythmic thumping sound filled the cool morning with some excitement.

"Da Zhuang, let's go to the old place," Tian Zhen directly stated his purpose.

The birds in the forest along the way seemed to be singing more lively than usual, and the two children with gongs and drums walking among them also added a touch of humanity to the natural beauty.

Soon, the two arrived at the narrow crevice of Half Moon Mountain. It seemed to be a little cooler here than yesterday. This was Tian Zhen's inner feeling the moment he stepped from the sunshine into the shadow. He asked Dazhuang, and he also said that it was a little cooler than yesterday.

This made him fall into deep thought. Now there are two possibilities. One is that those weird ones were killed, and the other is that they were hidden and evolved. But judging from the following two situations, it seems to be the second one.

In Tian Zhen's opinion, judging from the temperature of the environment, the lack of heat means a reduction in yang energy. In simple terms, the interaction force between atoms and electrons is reduced. The disappearance of these forces means that a certain piece of special information is difficult to respond to external forces.

Just like the saltpeter next to a toilet or house with heavy yin energy, the general yang energy from the outside has no effect on it. This seems to be caused by the amount of yang energy. More yang energy means the speed of information exchange is fast, and less yang energy means the speed of information exchange is average, or even no reaction.

The melting of saltpeter by water is an exchange and change of Yang energy between saltpeter and water. The superposition of Yin energy information in the saturated solution formed by water and saltpeter will absorb various forces of Yang energy to produce a balance. At room temperature, the first force is generated by the molecular structure connection between saltpeter and water, and then the force generated by the external temperature.

This strange thing is a yin-stagnant substance like saltpeter. Although its characteristics are different, the reaction should be similar.

The strange creatures in Half Moon Mountain must have experienced some special circumstances to begin absorbing the heat from their surroundings. They were 'connecting'! Was the Yin Qi information body moving from a low energy level to a high energy level?

Tian Zhen was shocked when he came to this conclusion. What should he do? He swallowed involuntarily and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down quickly.

No, if the ghost is melted together under some force like saltpeter, then the time of its existence will be limited, just like a saturated solution will evaporate under the action of external force over time, but this existence requires continuous input of saltpeter to maintain the saturation state and produce qualitative changes. During this period of time, this weird thing should be the craziest.

What would he do when he saw people eating people and ghosts eating ghosts? His fists? A feeling of despair and self-blame enveloped Tian Zhen's heart. He shouldn't have done this without telling the adults. He shouldn't have done this. He should have been more cautious. His mind fell into a trance again. He didn't even hear Da Zhuang calling out. He only came to his senses when he was shaken awake.

Seeing Da Zhuang looking at him blankly, Tian Zhen stopped scaring himself and immediately decided to do something!

To make it die, you must first make it evaporate, no! Make it expand!

"Da Zhuang! Start the drumming!" Tian Zhen said to Da Zhuang seriously, and he picked up the gong and started beating it. This time he didn't follow any rhythm, but beat the gong frantically with all his might. Da Zhuang seemed to feel Tian Zhen's emotions and started beating faster.

He kept hammering until noon, and only stopped when he really had no strength left. During the break, thinking about the possibility of something terrifying causing trouble in the evening, Tian Zhen began to get restless again. He had to come up with something that could make a bigger noise, but what could make a bigger wave?

After thinking for a long time, Tian Zhen, who was resting against the gong, said to Da Zhuang, "Da Zhuang, can your spare copper mine produce such a big speaker?" After saying that, Tian Zhen gestured that it was as thick as a washbasin and as big as a bucket.

Copper has excellent thermal and electrical conductivity, second only to silver. If you want to conduct the force without being absorbed by the material itself, a copper horn is indispensable, and a copper bell is naturally also possible, but the copper ore collected by Tian Zhen and Da Zhuang is not enough. Moreover, it takes too much time and cannot be made in a short time. Even if it is made, Tian Zhen cannot lift it except Da Zhuang.

"Well, it's barely enough to make it a little thinner, but my dad will definitely scold me, asking why I want to do this? Is he really going to die?" Da Zhuang looked puzzled.

"No, Dazhuang, we have to deal with those things head-on tonight." Tian Zhen looked deeply at Banyue Mountain and took Dazhuang back.