Senda grows delicious food [Rebirth]

"What is this?" The yellow dog brought the dog's head closer to have a look. The yellow dog with excellent eyesight immediately saw the shape inside the hole. He shook his tail and said, "This is where the shadow is buried."

"It should be." Shen Han buried the excavated soil back, and also filled up the hole by the way. The soft soil was not enough, so he went to other places to find a lot of soil to fill this place up.

Today is also very clever, whether it is the monks in Tengzhou city or the monks of the Bengshan sect, they did not sleep last night, discussing Soi Ying, and then followed Hei Ying to watch outside the tea stall, and did not rest until morning.After Shen Han got rid of the black shadow, they found a place to meditate one after another. The spiritual energy circulated in the eight meridians for a few days to relieve the fatigue of the body. Then the monks came to the street one after another, queuing up to buy tea and refreshments.

They also missed the scene where Shen Han dug the ground and saw the deep hole.However, the other small vendors who saw it thought that Shen Han was performing some kind of ceremony. Looking at the yellow dog who could carry a large bucket of tea, and Huo Shao who was carrying pots, black dough and minced meat, etc., he felt particularly bad The small vendors didn't dare to come over and watch.

The monks lined up as usual, but it was a little late today.Shen Han touched the outer wall of the wooden barrel, seeing the heat coming out quickly, he was a little anxious, "Hurry up, everyone, I will hurry up and scoop tea for you."

The weather is getting colder, and there are fewer and fewer people wandering on the street. Ordinary people can't wait to squat at home and not go out.The monks were also wearing thick padded jackets, but the opening of the wooden barrel was too large. When the lid was lifted to scoop tea, there would always be steam coming out, making the tea colder and colder.

When the last monk came over with a tea bowl, Shen Han glanced at the tea that was not steaming at all, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the tea is cold, you can heat it up when you go back, as well as the refreshments."

Originally steamed with Lingmi flour, the soft, glutinous and sweet taste is especially delicious, but after cooling down, it becomes a bit icy, because it contains a lot of water, and it feels cold to the teeth when eaten.Contrary to the hair group, the fire is hot, so it is very popular. Fortunately, Huo Shao is good at making fire, and the speed of making fire is very fast.

"No problem." The monk said calmly.

Shen Han neatly scooped the last bit of tea to him, then put away the wooden barrel, closed the lid, and squatted next to the stove with the yellow dog, holding the hot fire in his hand and gnawing on it.

The monks put the tea and refreshments into the Qiankun bag and left, but before the seal of the third ley line was lifted and a vision appeared between the heaven and the earth, the monks all found a nearby place, set up formations around them, drank the tea and ate the refreshments , began to meditate.

Mutations always happened without anyone noticing. Shen Han and Huang Gou squatted next to the fire, fiddled with the firewood from time to time to make the fire burn hotter, and warmed up with Huang Gou. "Ma'am, I feel very cold, and the dog fur on my body is no longer able to keep out the cold." The yellow dog leaned next to Shen Han and whispered, "When I was lurking in the reincarnation sect, I would also make a fire for myself, and I can use it at any time. Roast dog paws."

"Yeah, it's getting colder and colder." Shen Han sniffed, "If it wasn't for the new cotton-padded jacket, it would have frostbitten my hands and feet just because of the ragged cotton-padded jacket I've been wearing for several years."

The tea stall used to be poor, and the money earned was really limited. Shen Han had to wear a padded jacket for several years. At that time, he seldom left the tea stall. Ah Bai crouched in front of the stove.Ah Bai's body is fluffy and feels very warm to the touch, but he is also very good now. Although he has no hair on his body, his skin is smooth and has excellent elasticity, especially there is no trace of fat on his waist and abdomen...

Thinking about it, feeling a little embarrassed, Shen Han patted the dog's head and continued to warm the fire.

"I don't feel cold." Huo Shao put the finished dough on the pot and baked it. He glanced at Shen Han and continued, "I used to open a fire as usual when it snowed heavily. My family was the only one in the whole street. I didn't want to be at home. There are a lot of people who cook and come out to buy fire, so the business is the best at that time.”

Looking at Huo Shao with admiration, Shen Han raised his face to the sky and murmured: "It's snowing."

I don't know since when, small snowflakes fell, because it was too small, the temporary tea stand had a steaming stove, the snowflakes turned into raindrops before falling, Shen Han thought it was Huo Shao who accidentally threw it out drops of water.

"The first snow of this year, I don't know how big it can fall." Shen Han glanced at the sky, and suddenly frowned, "The clouds are low, and it's almost the same as when it rains in summer."

I don't know when, the sun has disappeared, replaced by gloomy weather, thick clouds floating in the sky, if it is like summer, then there must be a heavy snow.Other vendors quickly noticed this, and everyone started packing up their stalls and leaving quickly.

Only the tea stalls persisted. Ordinary people passing by wrapped in padded jackets saw the steaming fire, and they would stop and take out copper coins to buy a fire.

The ground was wet, and a lot of snowflakes had gathered on some haystacks. Shen Han touched the top of his head and touched a handful of snowflakes, but they soon turned into water droplets, which were cool and whizzing.Indeed, as Huo Shao said, there are surprisingly many people who come to buy fire. Everyone instinctively feels cold. Seeing the steaming fire, they can't help but buy a hand warmer, even if they are not hungry at all.

Occasionally, one or two carriages passed by on this street, and some coachmen would jump down, take out broken silver, buy three or five pieces of money, keep them on fire, and continue on their way.

The last fire was also sold, and the snow was no longer tiny snowflakes, but large flakes fell down, and the water on the ground froze, covered with a thin layer of snow.Shen Han hurriedly packed up the barrels and baskets, carefully put away the clay pots containing money, and hurried away with Huo Shao carrying a shoulder pole.

At the gate of Tengzhou City, many people came back from the outside, and everyone realized that the snow would definitely be heavy, so if they came back early, the heavy snow would not block them outside.There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, and a lot of snow fell on his face, hair, and hands. It was icy cold, and the yellow dog's head was covered with white snow.The shoes made a creaking sound when they stepped on the snow, Shen Han quickened his pace, and he saw Jiao Baiyue standing outside the tea stand from a distance.

"Xiaohan, Mr. Hawthorn said that there is heavy snow in Tengzhou City." Jiao Baiyue held Shen Han's cold hand and whispered, "I have already put away the clothes on the roof, and the Lingmi in the backyard has just matured. Hawthorn and I Let’s cut the next stubble together, sir, and we’ve planted new Lingmi. There’s Lingmi porridge on the stove, go drink some to warm your body.”

"En." Shen Han put down the barrel, turned his head and glanced at the black shadow outside the wooden house.As if aware of Shen Han's gaze, the black shadow raised his head and glared, but because he kept turning in circles and couldn't stop for a while, it looked a little funny.

Seeing that the snowflakes fell on Heiying, but they were quickly thrown away by him, Shen Han was relieved, "I was worried that he would be damaged by the snow, he seems to be fine."

The front door of the wooden house was more than half closed, leaving only two flat wooden doors, even so, there were still gusts of cold wind blowing in.Shen Han scooped up a bowl of Lingmi porridge with a spoon and held it in his arms. He took a breath and felt that he had finally warmed up.

The yellow dog leaned over the stove to roast the dog's head and paws. The Holy Prince squatted inside the stove, the fur on his body was warm, and he seemed to be sleeping and snoring.

After drinking the steaming Lingmi porridge, Shen Han felt that he had finally returned to normal. He opened the back door and came to the backyard. He saw Mr. Hawthorn holding many branches, and a big oiled paper cloth was on top of the branches.Recognizing that it was the oiled paper cloth he used to cover the tea stand, Shen Han smiled, walked over to sit on the bench with Lingmi porridge.In the past, the tea stand was a tea shed with air leaks everywhere and rain leaked from the roof. Shen Han specially saved up money to buy such a large piece of oil paper cloth, which he was willing to use only when it was raining or snowing.

"Is it cold?" Shen Han asked as he handed over the porridge bowl.

Shaking the idle branches, Mr. Hawthorn moved his position, leaned towards Shen Han, and said softly: "It's not cold, I'm wearing clothes, as long as the snow doesn't fall on me, it will be fine."

The oil-paper cloth is very big, and Mr. Hawthorn deliberately stretched it all out to support it, just enough to cover the white radish and Mr. bamboo tube with emerald green leaves, as well as tea trees, chrysanthemums and so on.However, the freshly planted lingmi and the lush wheat were not covered, and the white snowflakes fell, forming a vast expanse of whiteness.

The tender twig wrapped around the spoon, and he sipped the porridge. Mr. Hawthorn used another twig to roll up the quilt that he had sewn partly to show Shen Han, and explained: "It's like clothes. The roots are wrapped around the treetops, so it must be warm."

"En." Shen Han touched the long and soft quilt and said enviously, "It would be great if I could do this too, but it's warmer inside the wooden house, so I can just cover myself with the quilt, and I don't need to wrap myself up. "

The branches all over his body shook, Mr. Hawthorn smiled and did not speak, and continued to drink porridge.After drinking the porridge, Mr. Hawthorn felt that the whole tree was warmed up. He said to Shen Han: "Tengzhou City may have a lot of snow, and the weather will be getting colder and colder recently. , to be a little warmer." This is the experience that Mr. Hawthorn has summed up since he grew up. He doesn't like winter and consumes a lot of spiritual energy every year to keep warm.

Touching the bark of Mr. Hawthorn, Shen Han smiled and said: "Well, hurry up and sew the quilt, and I will go back to the wooden house to warm up."

The tea stand was very cold in the past. When the old man was still there, he once built a bucket with mud, which was very wide, and put burning firewood in it to burn. The mud dries and even melts a little. After cooling, it becomes a very strong whole.This is a very rough stove, but it is very useful in winter, as long as you put firewood on it and press the top with stones, it can burn for a long time, and the whole wooden house will be warmed up quickly.

Just trying to keep warm here, the monks in Tengzhou City jumped up one after another after refining the aura in their bodies, bounced off the snowflakes on their bodies, and returned to their places of residence.The monks of the Bengshan sect were more unlucky. Not only did they not see the seal of the leylines, but their noses were red from the snowflakes, and they rubbed their hands and stamped their feet as they walked towards the gate of the city.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and finally became like goose feathers. The guards at the gate of the city put on thick cotton jackets, squatted in the room, and looked out through the small windows.When the Bengshan faction and other monks were preparing to leave the city in groups, the guards leaned on the window and watched for a long time, but finally did not go out to inquire. Anyway, no matter when he felt that the group of people were weird, he couldn't find anything unusual.

Regardless of whether the guards will check or not, the monks will prepare dirt, broken shoes, branches, and even a piece of steamed bun to act as guides, and cover them up in advance.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there were one or two pedestrians running wildly on the road, but now there was no one, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere.The Bengshan faction and other monks finally ran back to the wooden house, and immediately poured spiritual power into the formation, and the wooden house quickly became extremely warm, and they exhaled and smiled.

"I don't know when the heavy snow will stop." After feeling comfortable, the monks began to discuss with each other.

"The owner of the tea stall wonders if he will not be able to open his stall because of the snow." Some people are worried about whether they can buy tea.

"What are you afraid of? I'm waiting close to the tea stand. The boss doesn't sell tea, so I can come to buy it with money." The monk showed a smile on his face, "If the heavy snow doesn't stop, and the monks in Tengzhou want to go out, I’m afraid it won’t work if you don’t control the magic weapon.” It’s not easy to control the magic weapon and prevent it from being seen by ordinary people.

Everyone smiled knowingly, and discussed with each other for a while, but without any results, they found places to sit down and meditate on the spot.

The monks in the wooden house naturally didn't know that Tengzhou City was quietly changing at this time, the heavy snow suddenly became heavier, the sky and the earth were all white, and a thick layer of snow suddenly piled up outside, and there were simple thatched huts It collapsed suddenly, but fortunately there were no casualties. The people inside climbed out quickly, took the valuables at home and went out to join relatives.

The senior brother of the Asura faction had stood up outside the tea stand with extraordinary heroism earlier, trying to subdue the black shadow, but his spiritual power was sucked instead.Because Shen Han wanted to see if Soi Ying was good or bad, he asked the senior brother to try his own tricks. He was a little embarrassed in private, and when the senior senior brother left, he secretly gave him a large handful of Chiyang Baoguo.

The Chiyang precious fruit planted in the backyard of the tea stand finally germinated and grew up. It did not bloom, but directly bear fruit. The precious fruit tree that grew out was not very big, and it was hidden in a corner inconspicuously. Shen Han directly picked half of it and gave it to everyone. brother.

The effect of the Chiyang Baoguo grown by absorbing the aura of the tea stall was very good, and the strength of the elder brother recovered quickly. He stood in front of the window and looked out. Seeing that the snow in the yard was getting thicker and thicker, he frowned and said: "If this continues, some Weak houses will collapse, and mortals who do not have enough firewood at home may freeze to death."

The Asura sect disciple who was originally sitting on the kang opened his eyes when he heard this, and looked at each other with the senior brother, and they both saw the same thought in each other's eyes, this is a natural disaster.

As long as it is a natural disaster, it must be related to the seal of the earth veins. Realizing this, all the disciples of the Shura sect couldn't sit still. They left the house where they lived and crushed the talismans in the yard.Other monks also considered this issue, and they quickly contacted each other, and finally gathered in a huge courtyard.

There is an enchantment supported by monks taking turns using their spiritual power. There is no snow in the yard, and it is relatively warm.The monks used their magical powers to come in through the gate one by one, discussing with each other with their spiritual sense.

"I've never noticed it before. That black shadow may be the seal of the earth's veins." A monk said in a deep voice, "Only in this way can we explain why there is such a heavy snowfall just after winter."

"I didn't see any abnormalities in the previous deduction, so I simply gave up." A monk stood up and said angrily, "I just re-deduced, but I can't see when the heavy snow will stop."

Like rain, wind and other natural disasters, ordinary people also know when they will stop. Cultivators who are good at deducing heavenly secrets can usually calculate them with a little pinch of their fingers, and if they can't get the result, it can only explain a problem , related to the leylines.

The last monk ran in in a hurry and said in a panic: "The spiritual energy is evacuating along the land under our feet!" As soon as he went down, he felt a violent aura rushing towards him. He jumped out and went straight to the yard.

In this way, it can be confirmed that the heavy snow is really related to the seal, and the monks' eyes light up, feeling that their chance to save people has come.

It's just that this is different from the previous two rescues. The entire Tengzhou City is under heavy snowfall. Even if the mortals are rescued before the houses are crushed by the snow, there is no place to put them. If the mortals leave the house and freeze to death, the cause and effect will be To directly link with monks.

It is obviously not feasible to rush to save people. Everyone thought of this question. Everyone looked at each other for a while, and finally someone asked: "Then how should we do it?"

"I'm not enough to support the enchantment that protects the entire Tengzhou City." A monk said, "Even if you add the monks outside Tengzhou City."

Those who can turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain are all powerful cultivators. If the monster cultivator in the transcending tribulation period did not pass the tribulation, maybe there is still a way at this time, but the combined strength of the monks present is still not enough.The atmosphere was a bit stagnant for a while, but time cannot be delayed, in case a mortal freezes to death or is crushed to death by a collapsed house, it will lose a share of cause and effect in vain.

"For the present plan..." The senior brother of the Shura faction continued after a pause, "Only we will work together to remove the snow from the streets and roofs, and then send some firewood to the mortals..."

The monks were silent.

I don't know why, but it always feels different from what I thought.As a cultivator who has cultivated himself and never pays attention to the majesty of heaven and earth such as storms, rain and snow, he wants to push snow like ordinary people.Although they are physically strong and wear thick padded jackets, they are mortals and feel cold.

"Since this is the only way to do this, let's wait...let's start." Everyone was silent for a long time, and a monk finally couldn't help but said, "If a chance coincidence saves a big man in the world in the future, the karma is definitely not small... "

There are a lot of mortals. If they become marquises in the future, or make great contributions to the mortal world, they will be blessed by heaven. If there is an accidental death, the future will change. Naturally, heaven will look for the reason and see who it is Changed the future, punished.

To put it bluntly, the way of heaven is an existence that conscientiously maintains the order of the world, and the monks want to take advantage of the loopholes of the way of heaven and keep paving the way for their future in order to soar smoothly.

Everyone understood this truth, so they took out all kinds of magic weapons from the Qiankun bag and left the yard quickly.It is also a scribing, this time the disciples of the Bengshan Sect and others are not there, and the monks present are divided into a relatively large area, and they quickly enter the state.

If ordinary people open the windows of their homes, they might be able to see that there is an extra person in their yard at some time, holding a piece of cloth embroidered with complicated patterns to wrap up the snow, and by the way, also wrap the snow on their roof. take away.The snow in the alley is simpler. From the beginning, the magic weapon is filled with spiritual power, and the snow can be collected automatically.

It was snowing heavily all the time, and the monks were not slow in their movements. They quickly collected the snow within their area of ​​responsibility, and gathered together with their bulging Qiankun bags.But soon the question came up again, "Where should I put this snow?" A monk looked at his Qiankun bag and said worriedly, "The snow is still falling, I'm afraid I have to go there for the second time, the Qiankun bag will eventually come back." Capacity is limited."

Strictly speaking, Tengzhou City is actually an isolated city, and the surrounding villages are relatively far away. Those men who go to the tea stand to drink tea every day get up at dawn and have to walk for an hour or two to reach the tea stand. .

"As for the heavy snowfall in Tengzhou City." The monk who is good at deducing secrets said in a deep voice, "There is only a thin layer of snow outside Tengzhou City..."

"Why don't I put the snow in the Qiankun bag into the river?" A monk suggested, "There is a small stream outside Tengzhou City. It has not had enough rain for years, and now it is getting shallower." The reason why the monk said this is because The creek used to be a river with a wide course, winding outside Tengzhou City.

"This is very good!" A monk clapped his hands and said, he was a little impatient, and walked out with his Qiankun bag in his hand. As soon as he opened the gate of the yard, he saw that the snow in the alley quickly accumulated again, "I'll wait soon Well, the snow shows no sign of stopping..."

The other monks also followed behind with their Qiankun bags. The source of the creek was a fountain, but at this time it was not spraying much water, only some flowed out every day.The monks spread formations around them, poured the snow from the Qiankun bag into it, looked at the surrounding environment, and said with emotion: "The feng shui here is good, but there is no snow falling. After the snow melts, the creek will temporarily stop There will be a shortage of water, and I have done a good thing by waiting."

The other monks nodded in agreement, with smiles on their faces.Under the siege of the formation, all the snow that should have been in Tengzhou City was piled up here. The monks were good at pushing the snow. The snow was very clean, but it towered like a snow-white hill, which made people look a little scary.

After pouring the snow, the monks left quickly.A gray sparrow flew over with fluttering wings and landed on a branch. Heidou looked at the towering snowdrifts with a complex look on his feathered face.At the beginning, Xu Chongshan's trouble finding a tea stall not only never succeeded, but also cost him his body, and these monks don't know what to study all day long, and they can get opportunities every time...