Xiuxian Work Log

Lin Qingyue, Fu Weisheng and Ji Fuyou walked around the area and found that it was a small place that no one cared about. Moreover, because the spiritual energy was almost exhausted, even small sects would not come here to recruit disciples.

Nearly four hundred years ago, the power of immortal cultivation in Zhongzhou was still in its infancy. It was not until other talents gathered in Zhongzhou that Zhongzhou became prosperous.

"The location of Zhongzhou is very important, no matter for whom." Fu Weisheng said.

Ji Fuyou: "It's just that this place is now a small place without any spiritual energy. You can see the end at a glance."

Lin Qingyue: "That lady Ji who led us here before, will her family know?"

Ji Fuyou: "I don't know. Although it looks familiar, everyone has similarities. This doesn't prove anything."

Fu Weisheng: "She is pregnant."

"What?" Lin Qingyue was surprised: "I clearly didn't feel that she was pregnant."

Fu Weisheng: "The fetus had just formed at that time, so it was naturally difficult for you to detect it."

Lin Qingyue and Fu Weisheng looked at Ji Fuyou, and Ji Fuyou told the story.

"I've already inquired about this Ji family lady and her husband. They have five children, three boys and two girls. Including this boy, that makes four boys and two girls."

"That's too much." Lin Qingyue said reluctantly, "Even in good times, we won't have enough to eat. If something unexpected happens, the whole family will starve to death."

Fu Weisheng: "Why?"

Ji Fuyou: "If you are kind-hearted, you will starve to death. If you are cruel, you can sell your daughter and the two boys to a family without sons. The eldest is a boy who has grown up and is a strong laborer. He can't be sold. The baby in this belly is up to fate.

"If it's a disaster year again and you can't bear to eat it, just exchange it with other families."

"It's all meat once it's cooked, so what's the difference between chopped meat and pork?"

Fu Weisheng frowned slightly, paused, and looked at Ji Fuyou: "Are you unhappy?"

Ji Fuyou was stunned for a moment, "People are often unhappy."

Lin Qingyue: "I don't think it's that easy."

Fu Weisheng: "I still need to look around for any missing items. Qingyue, take me there."

Ji Fuyou looked at Fu Weisheng. Fu Weisheng thought for a moment and still felt that he should take a rest.

"You stay here and have a good rest. We will be back soon."

Lin Qingyue: "There's no need to rush like that. We can catch some wild game in the nearby mountains and forests and make some delicious food."

Fu Weisheng's heart was very unsteady. She immediately agreed to Lin Qingyue's proposal and suppressed the upward curve of her mouth: "Ji Fuyou, don't wait for me tonight."

Lin Qingyue: "Aren't you staying in two rooms? Why are you still waiting?"

Ji Fuyou spoke up at the right time, asserting his sovereignty: "A servant must wait until his master goes to sleep before he can rest."

Lin Qingyue: “…6.”

Ji Fuyou: "What does 6 mean? Does it mean speechless?"

Lin Qingyue: "Almost."

Fu Weisheng: "It's quite fun to speak in words that others can't understand. Qingyue, can you teach me?"

Lin Qingyue: "Do you really want to learn?"

When he saw Fu Weisheng nod firmly, Lin Qingyue felt a sense of absurdity in his heart and was still thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

"Let's talk about this later, let's go first!"

To be on the safe side, Lin Qingyue decided to delay it for a while. Maybe Fu Weisheng had forgotten about it?

It feels quite strange to teach people jokes in a serious manner. There are also some jokes in the world of immortal cultivation, but Lin Qingyue doesn't have much contact with places outside of Zi Yang Sword Sect, so she knows some jokes but doesn't know why these jokes form a joke.

Please, why on earth is "jiabeixianren" used to describe roujiamo? And why is "nanfengxianren" a group name? She thought it was a taboo name for an immortal. But when she saw a group of "nanfengxianren" passing by, with a fragrant breeze, she realized that these "nanfengxianren" who had been powdered and exquisite from head to toe were men.

That's right! What female cultivator would always pay attention to their appearance? Isn't cultivating immortality tiring enough?

As for the other Maoshan sharp points, the three-foot cat is even more outrageous.

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After Ji Fuyou made sure that Lin Qingyue and Fu Weisheng had left, he casually glanced around, and with a few steps he crossed several thousand meters and arrived at the endless field again.

The dilapidated courtyard is located in the fields, ancient and simple.

Ji Fuyou came to the door and was about to knock, but he stopped and hesitated to knock.

"Brother, who are you looking for?"

Suddenly a voice came out, and Ji Fuyou looked at him: "Are you the third son of this family?"

A seven-year-old child knows a little but not everything. When the child saw Ji Fuyou looking at him, he opened his mouth, but no one knew what he was saying.

Ji Fuyou thought he was speaking his hometown dialect, so he didn't pay attention, but after a few seconds he felt something was wrong when he was still like that.

It turns out that I can't speak when I'm nervous.

Ji Fuyou looked at his thin body and asked, "Where are your parents?"

Brother Ji said, "They are still in the fields. Time is running out, so we need to plant the seedlings quickly."

Third Brother Ji: "Brother, I want to ask you something."

The boy looked at the wall and said in a low voice, "You say."

"My mother said that the immortal at the entrance of the village will definitely bring good weather and good harvests next year. I thought that you, brothers, who are like immortals, must know whether tomorrow will be good or bad."

Ji Fuyou: "You're overthinking it. We're not omnipotent. We can only make rough guesses. This isn't guaranteed to be correct. You need to be mentally prepared."

Third Brother Ji: "What preparations?"

Ji Fuyou's heart moved. He took out the magic weapon for testing the weather and pointed at the black lines on it. "Next year, there will be a once-in-a-century heavy snow. Your mother is still pregnant. Don't let her overwork herself. Or you can consider aborting the child."

Third brother Ji was puzzled: "But Mom saw nothing changed this morning, and her belly didn't get any bigger."

Ji Fuyou: "That's why I want to meet your mother. There are some things I can't explain to you clearly."

"Why? Because I'm a child?"

"No."

"Should I go and call mother back now?"

"Just wait until they're done."

"Oh." The child sat next to Ji Fuyou and stopped talking. Instead, he was fiddling with some small gadgets like slingshots.

The girl next to him, who was younger than him, was eager to try, but was impatiently blocked by Brother Ji San several times.

"Has Fifth Brother slept yet? That's why you come here?"

"He was asleep! I saw him sleeping with my own eyes. If you don't believe me, come with me and take a look."

"I'm not going. He's either having a runny nose or pulling at his trouser pockets. He's so dirty."

"But I'm very tired."

Brother Ji San thought Sister Ji Si was baffled: "If you feel tired, then don't do it. Who asked you to do it?"

Ji Simei felt wronged: "But when Dad comes back and sees Fifth Brother like this, he will scold me. If he doesn't scold you, he will scold me, calling me a troublemaker and a lazy girl."

"What does it have to do with me? If you can, you can stop your father from scolding you!"

"You have no ability, but Dad still won't scold you."

"You're so annoying! Stay away from me! Don't disturb my noble brother, or you'll be in big trouble!"

The five-year-old girl looked at Ji Fuyou worriedly, lowered her head and walked away silently.

Ji Fuyou watched from the side, saying nothing and doing nothing. By the time the Ji couple, the Ji family elders, and Ji's eldest brother and second sister came back, it was already dark.

"Sir?"