Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Guan Shanyu soon found that he couldn't do it.

After hoeing the land for half a month, the seedlings growing in the land I raised were not even as tall as the fat boy next to me who fished three days and used a net for two days.

Guan Shanyu squatted on the edge of the field with a headache for a long time. Just then, the fat boy passed by with a bucket on his back. The corner of his robe brushed against the back of Guan Shanyu's hand, which was scratching his head. Guan Shanyu reached out and grabbed him, saying sincerely: "Boss, please teach me why you can take such good care of the magic grass in the field."

The little fat boy spit out the grass in his mouth, glanced down at Guan Shanyu, and said, "If you want to learn, call me big brother and let me listen."

Guan Shanyu immediately replied without any dignity:

"Big brother."

The little fat boy shuddered. He didn't expect Guan Shanyu to be serious. He broke free from his arms and replied, "Fertilizer. You spend all day watering, weeding and plowing the land, but if you don't fertilize it, it's like not feeding it. How can you grow it?"

Guan Shanyu suddenly realized something and stood up. He stared blankly at Xiaopang's fertile land, then turned back to look at Xiaopang's fat face, which seemed to have become more pleasing to the eye. He continued to ask humbly, "What kind of fertilizer do you use, big brother?"

The little fat man pointed to a toilet not far away and said as a matter of course: "Look, isn't this ready-made?"

Guan Shanyu exclaimed in his heart, wondering why he hadn't thought of this. Who could tell the difference between this little fat guy and Einstein?

Speaking of fertilizing, Guan Shanyu suddenly remembered something that was much more useful than poop.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a senior brother shouting from a distant mountain road: "The elder asked someone to deliver the medicine book to the charity hall. Who of you has time to help run it?"

Guan Shanyu immediately raised his hand: "I'll do it!"

At night, the chirping of cicadas outside the house gradually died down, as if they had also fallen asleep with the night.

Guan Shanyu quietly got out of bed, put on his shoes and socks neatly, picked up the rope he had prepared earlier, and gently pushed open the door. Several senior and junior brothers in the bamboo house next door were sleeping soundly, and from time to time a few long snoring sounds could be heard.

He quietly closed the door and walked out in the moonlight.

Inspired by Xiaopang during the day, Guan Shanyu suddenly remembered a good thing, which was a healing herb he designed.

In the original novel, one of Yan Ruchen's wives was injured and urgently needed a medicine as a medicine, but the medicine was not in the ripe season and the fruit produced could not be used as medicine. So Yan Ruchen heard Qing Yuanzi say that there was a kind of magical grass on the cliff behind the sect that could ripen the fruit. So Yan Ruchen was not afraid of difficulties and angrily went up the mountain to find the medicine. In the end, he moved the beauty and added another person to his harem.

Guan Shanyu climbed the mountain ladder on the leaves, smiling happily in his heart. This was a stallion novel written by him personally. This kind of stallion novel about cultivating immortals has everything, including natural beauties and magical herbs.

This good thing grows much faster than daddy. After all, it will be time to go down the mountain for training in half a month. In half a month, he will have to water so much daddy before the magic grass can grow. How will the plot go on then?

Forget it, it’s also his fault. He actually forgot to ask the system. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have to work so hard for the past half month. And he let that little fat guy take advantage of him for nothing. Next time, he must ask if he doesn’t understand.

Guan Shanyu stood at the foot of the cliff, looking at the cliff that was as high as the clouds. He thought to himself that it was so high, and he didn't know where the good things grew. The bundle of ropes he brought with him should be fine.

He paced the ground for two steps hesitantly, but he made up his mind and threw the rope in his hand high up. He felt the claw hook firmly grasped something, and he pulled it down hard. It felt quite firm, so he wrapped the rope around himself twice and slowly climbed up the cliff.

He soon discovered that rock climbing was not as easy as he had imagined.

Guan Shanyu has never been good at sports since he was a child. In his previous life, he could only lift 30 kilograms at most when he went to the gym to lift weights. In this life, he came to cultivate immortality and spent all day studying farming and reclaiming wasteland. He did not exercise his muscles well at all. He grabbed the rope with his hands and climbed up two or three meters before he could no longer support the weight of his body that weighed more than 100 kilograms. His hands were weak and his feet were shaking. After falling off the rope four or five times, Guan Shanyu still did not give up.

He saw a thick vine beside him and suddenly remembered the movie "Tarzan" he had watched as a child. He came up with an idea and followed the example. He grabbed the vine and stood on a crooked tree, trying to swing himself to a higher place to see if he could see the whereabouts of the magic grass. Who knew that he just shook his feet hard and failed to brake in time. Before he swung to the higher place, he was stopped by another crooked tree halfway. He lost his grip and fell to the ground.

The fall was so severe that Guan Shanyu could not bear the pain any longer and lay on the ground crying out "Ouch, ouch".

He covered his broken buttocks and miserably turned to the system for help: "System, I need to go find the ripening herbs. Is there any way to get me up there? Or maybe just have the herbs fall into my hands automatically?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice from far away: "Who?"

Ok?

Guan Shanyu immediately fell silent, and the hand that was rubbing his butt stopped mid-air. Seeing no response, the person who asked the question asked again in a cold voice: "Who is there, and why don't you show up?"

This voice sounds familiar.

Guan Shanyu slowly got up from the ground, hid behind the bushes, and poked his head slightly in the direction of the sound to check, and found that the person who had just asked him questions was Yan Ruchen.

Yan Ruchen was soaking in the cold spring, moonlight shimmering like frost on the surface. His upper body was naked, his lower body immersed in the coolness. His skin was as white as jade, but the mottled red marks on it were particularly conspicuous. He wondered if they were injuries sustained during daily training or the scars left by past bullying.

He saw Guan Shanyu sticking half of his head out from the bushes. His originally cold and serious eyes softened slightly and he asked, "Shanyu?"

"Uh..." Guan Shanyu stood up awkwardly, scratched his head and looked at the crooked tree above him, wondering if this place is near the cold spring?

Is this how it was designed in the original novel? I don't have any impression of it.

Oh yes, he came from another road last time, no wonder I didn’t recognize him.

Guan Shanyu curled his lips and looked at Yan Ruchen, who was half submerged in the water. Even when he looked over, he sank down a little, as if he was afraid of being peeped. Guan Shanyu patted the dry leaves on his body and said, "Why are you soaking in the cold spring here at night? It's very cold. Be careful..."

I had wanted to remind him to be careful, but I fainted from the cold. But just as I said the word "be careful", a system prompt rang out. Guan Shanyu quickly stopped talking and asked, "What are you doing here at this time of night? Are you being punished?"

Yan Ruchen lowered his eyes slightly, nodded in agreement, and then asked Guan Shanyu with some doubt: "Shanyu, are you here to be punished as well?"

Guan Shanyu looked aside guiltily, his eyes rolling around as he replied, "Well, I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a stroll."

Yan Ruchen asked in surprise, "Walking around the cold spring? The temperature here is extremely low. It's easy to catch a cold around here at this late hour. Shanyu should go back to the house and rest as soon as possible."

Guan Shanyu felt a little embarrassed. He was still suffering in the cold spring, and yet he was still concerned about him catching a cold. His heart softened, and he subconsciously replied: "Are you cold? Otherwise..."

[OOC Alert! OCC Alert! Please immediately…] Before the system alarm could finish, Guan Shanyu immediately changed the subject and said, "I…I want you to take care of it!"

The sirens of hundreds of police cars finally faded from his ears. Guan Shanyu calmly patted his head to calm himself down. After hearing what he said, Yan Ruchen paused for a moment before laughing and saying, "Shanyu, if you want to pick something from the cliff, I can actually help you."

Guan Shanyu was stunned and said, "You...how do you know?"

After saying that, he immediately realized that the cold spring was so close. He was climbing and swinging here like Tarzan just now. It would be strange if he didn't notice it. But he didn't remind him until he fell down. He had seen the whole excitement.

Guan Shanyu blushed as he thought about it, and tried to argue: "I'm just... swinging on the swing."

Yan Ruchen laughed a little, but still tried his best to hold back his laughter. Guan Shanyu saw that he wanted to laugh but couldn't, so he said, "My leg is injured, and I want to go to the cliff to pick some herbs to apply to it. You won't tell anyone, will you?"

This was an extremely poorly made-up story. What Lingcaoxuan lacked the least was herbs, so why would they sneak into such a dangerous place to pick them in the middle of the night? However, Guan Shanyu knew that Yan Ruchen was still a simple white flower before he turned evil, and no matter what he said, Yan Ruchen would not question it, so he did not pay any attention to the lie, and maintained an expression of "So, are you not convinced?" on his face.

As expected, after hearing Guan Shanyu's self-righteous lie, Yan Ruchen just nodded obediently and said, "I won't tell you."