Pretend to be a fairy to farm

Chu Tianzhu left the village and walked up the mountain. When the villagers saw him from a distance, they bowed and saluted, and they didn't dare to ask him where he was going.He walked like flying, and walked into the depths of the dense forest in a short while.

Going back to the tree from which he first crossed, Chu Tianzhu thought that he had to bring back some things from this world. If he still couldn't tell anything about this world when he returned there, he could directly show Xi Yu the evidence.

He uprooted a broad-leaved plant next to the tree, held it in his hand, and then concentrated, thinking about "going back".

The familiar dizziness hit, and the next moment, Chu Tianzhu found himself back in the narrow bedroom upstairs of the supply station.

Looking down, the plant in his hand did not come back with him.

It seems that his attempt to reveal the existence of another world was blocked by some kind of rules.

Chu Tianzhu tried to write down the matter of crossing again, but it failed as expected, and the pen in his hand became extremely heavy and he could not move it.

He suddenly remembered that he had brought a leaf back last time, so that should be fine...

Turning his head to look at the bedside table, just as he had this thought, the leaves slowly turned into a piece of ashes, and finally disappeared.

It appears that the bearer of the stone has no way of revealing the secrets of the other world to others.

Otherwise, its previous owner, Chu Yan, would definitely be able to make a world-shattering career by virtue of his status as a nobleman in the upper city.

But as long as you don't want to leak information from another world, the things you bring will not disappear, such as the dagger and ration balls he brought before, as well as the tens of thousands of collections in Chu Yan's collection room.

It was still dark outside the window, and the artificial light source system that was supposed to light up at six o'clock in the morning hadn't been turned on... Something was wrong, and Chu Tianzhu felt a strong sense of incongruity.

He thought about it repeatedly: At the beginning, the artificial light source was turned off, and he lay down in the bedroom. It was the first time he traveled through, but he mistook it for a dream and returned soon;

After he came back, he drank a glass of water and thought about going to that world again. The second time travel happened, with only about a minute in between. When he arrived at that world again, it was already evening.

Chu Tianzhu looked at the wall clock on the wall - the artificial light source was turned off from eleven o'clock in the evening to five o'clock in the morning, and now the time displayed on the wall clock was five past eleven o'clock.

The flow rate of time in the two worlds is not the same. Chu Tianzhu had already stayed in another world for one night, and it was morning in that world when he came back.

But in this world, less than 5 minutes have passed.

He remembered the rumor: after his wife died, Chu Yan locked himself at home for a month, and when he reappeared, he was only 40 years old, but his appearance became like an old man.

If only 30 days have passed in this world, but Chu Yan has spent decades in another world, it all makes sense.

Chu Tianzhu stood up fiercely, he had been back for a few minutes, I don't know how long that world has passed, and the little Cotinus cotinus is still waiting for him.

He quickly ran downstairs, grabbed his backpack, stuffed some rations and daily necessities into it, and then went back upstairs in three steps at a time, trying hard to go to that world.

The white light dissipated, and Chutian Bamboo reappeared under the big tree, and there was a withered and dehydrated plant at his feet, which was the one he pulled out and wanted to bring back.

Judging from the degree of withering of the plants, it seemed that not too long had passed. Chu Tianzhu heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards Huangjia Village.

Back in the village, it was afternoon, and the villagers bowed their heads when they saw him from afar, shouting "immortal" and "immortal master".Chutianzhu walked past them without looking sideways, and went straight to Huanghua's house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Cotinus cotinus throwing something to the corner of the wall with an unhappy expression on his face. In the newly erected fence at his feet, there was a nest of fluffy and bright yellow animals, huddling together and huddling together. Food.

Hearing the creaking of the courtyard door, Huang Qiao turned his head to see that Chu Tianzhu had returned, and immediately threw away the remaining millet in his hand, shouting happily, rushed over and hugged his leg: "Master, you are finally back!"

Chu Tianzhu patted his head: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Cotinus chinensis burst into tears: "Master didn't come back last night, I'm so worried!"

Chu Tianzhu silently calculated that a day here is about 4 minutes before he returns to the lower city, so if he stays here for a full year, only one day has passed in the world over there.

After figuring out the general rules of the flow of time, Chu Tianzhu felt relieved, even if he lived here for a hundred days and then went back, it would only be morning in the lower city.

The light yellow fur balls surrounded by the fence finished eating the millet on the ground, and started chirping again. Cotinus cotinus turned around and continued to feed them, and Chu Tianzhu also squatted beside him to watch.

"These are some little chickens that Aunt Ying sent in the morning." Huang Qiang explained, "Aunt Ying is the mother of the puppy, and she was the first one to apologize to the family on the day we came back."

Chu Tianzhu recalled for a while, only remembering that they were a pair of ordinary mother and son with no special features.

"I will raise these little chicks well, and they will grow into big roosters and hens in the future. The chicken lays eggs, and the eggs lay eggs, and we will have endless chickens... It's been a long time since I had chicken stewed with mushrooms. "Suga wiped his saliva.

"You want to eat them?" Chu Tianzhu looked at the sumac in shock. He just reached out to touch the little chicks. They were fluffy, soft and warm. He didn't dare to touch them too hard for fear of hurting these little balls of hair.

Chu Tianzhu had only seen the precious animals raised by the nobles in the upper city on TV, and he thought these little chickens were some kind of pets.

Cotinus cotinus looked back at him in confusion: "Uh... Master, you are practicing, so you can't kill or eat meat, but I see that you had a lot of fun eating meat yesterday."

That vegetable and meat porridge was yesterday's breakfast for Cotinus sinensis, but it was not long after eating it for Chu Tianzhu.

The rotten boiled meat, and the sweet rice soup, the feeling of satisfaction after one bite still echoed between his lips and teeth. It was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life.

"I can't eat it, I can eat it, I can do it." Chu Tianzhu replied firmly.

Chutian bamboo stands on the ridge of the field with hands behind their backs. The season of spring plowing has long passed, and the field of the cotinus cotinus family has been missed this crop. Fortunately, some fast-growing vegetables can be grown.

The villagers had diligently turned over the land before and were sowing seeds. Seeing the immortal watching from the side, they sowed with extra effort.

In the distance, there were two farmers coming back with their cattle, one of them whispered: "The Yellow Sea has been on the mountain for ten years, and after coming back, he became a fairy, and he stared at the crops in the field every day. It's not like I haven't seen it before. What catches your eyes."

Another person hurriedly interrupted him: "Hey! What do you know, can a fairy master be the same as an ordinary person? You forgot that day, everyone around was fine, just that bastard Huang Liang, who was stunned by the fairy art, paralyzed for three days at home. God!"

Huang Liang was that unreasonable villager who was frightened by the smoke from the smoke bottle and collapsed to the ground. After returning home, he felt ashamed and scared, so he hid at home for three days and dared not go out.

When asked about it, he was ashamed to admit it, so he reasoned that he was hit by a fairy art and was paralyzed for three days, unable to move.

Chu Tianzhu didn't know what the villagers were saying. He watched the new shoots unearthed, the flower buds bloom, and the fruits grow from the size of rice grains to the size of fists.

He was deeply fascinated by everything in nature. If Cotinus Cotinus had not repeatedly told him that immortals must not work, he would have already rolled up his arms and sleeves and gone to the field in person.

If this continues, he will soon be unable to suppress the urge to plant these miraculous plants by himself. Chu Tianzhu pondered whether he should sneak back to the mountains and find a place where no one is around to farm by himself.

At this moment, a young villager ran quickly from the direction of the village, sweating profusely, and stopped a few steps away from Chu Tianzhu: "Master Xian, the village chief asked me to invite you past."

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Chu Tianzhu followed him towards the village and told him to explain as he walked.

It turned out that some villagers rescued an unconscious person at the foot of the mountain in the east.

There is no doctor in the village, and the usual bruises, headaches and brain fever are all seen by the elderly Murakami with some medical skills.

It would take at least half a day to go to the medical clinic in the town. Seeing that the man's breath was getting weaker and weaker, the village chief hurriedly sent someone to ask the immortal Chu Tianzhu to help him.

When Chu Tianzhu returned to Huang Zhi's house, he found that the wing room with sundries had been cleared out, and there was an old door panel in the middle of the floor, and a person was lying on the door panel.

The villagers surrounded him, and when they saw Chu Tianzhu approaching, they all looked at him expectantly, wanting to experience the fairy art again.

Chu Tianzhu didn't know any fairy art, and waved them all to go out: "The wounded need to be cleaned up, and everyone who has nothing to do with it should leave."

Now that the immortal master had spoken, even if the surrounding villagers didn't want to leave, they had no choice but to go out reluctantly.Only Chutianzhu, Cotinus cotinus and the village head were left in the house.

Chu Tianzhu squatted down to check the injuries of the rescued person.He tried to untie the collar, but this person's clothes were completely different from those of the villagers, so it was difficult to untie.

For the convenience of daily work, the villagers usually wear Gebu linen towels and bunts.

The rescued man was wearing a burgundy red silk gown with a collar and a translucent gold gauze shirt of the same color. He was elegant and luxurious, but the hem was covered with dust.

He was lying on the door panel, his face was pale, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Even in a coma, he frowned.

The village head poked his head anxiously: "Look at this dress, he must be a nobleman who went up the mountain from the official road to pay homage to the fairy mountain. If he can't be rescued, the whole village might be affected."

Chu Tianzhu frowned: "Noble?"

The appearance of this nobleman is completely different from that of the nobles in the upper city. He has fair skin, a long body and a thin waist, and is tightly wrapped in a large robe.

The aristocrats in the upper city love to bask in the sun, pursuing light brown skin and toned muscles.

They took away the right of the residents of the lower city to stand in the sun, like a group of ugly monsters, sucking the life force of the residents of the lower city, Chu Tianzhu had no affection for any nobleman.

"Why does the whole village have to be implicated? Could it be that it was wrong to save him? Then he should be left where he is to die, and no one should care about it."

The village chief sighed: "As long as there is a problem within the boundary of our Huangjia Village, we can't avoid it. Now, we can only rely on you, the immortal master."