Reborn Baozi's father wants to farm

Grandpa probably doesn't want to continue this mission anymore. Seeing the villagers on the nearby mountains disperse and move, he doesn't want his beloved baby to be alone guarding this secret that doesn't know when it will end, so he didn't tell anything. He just hoped that he could live a good life outside.

If there is anyone in this world who is sincere to him, it may be Grandpa alone. He sighed slightly while reading the book.

The book is very thick, and only the last thin layer is the cultivation method. The front is full of introductions about the world of cultivation, herbs, spirits, beasts and refining tools. Although the book is very thick, it is strange to be able to write so many things.

He set up a chair under the big tree and read the book for a long time. He mainly picked up what he wanted to know. What he cared about most was how to increase the force value. of it!

The Xu family's inheritance technique is called Qingyun Dadian, which is based on the way of driving Qingyun to the nine heavens. It has both offensive and defensive skills, and there are many magic tricks. !

There is no way, who told others that the ancestor who created this exercise is so talented that no one in the world can match it, and he didn't take into account that his own descendants have poor aptitude, and even people like Cheng Mo who don't understand cultivation and can't get started , I know all the characters in it, but I can't understand them at all when they are combined. Even the meridians are half-knowledgeable and completely confused.

He searched for a long time and was completely clueless, so he had no choice but to let it go, secretly thinking why those talents who can start to practice as soon as they pick up the mysterious cheats are really against the sky. It is not a problem to cut down the marrow of the gods. The leaves in the yard can increase the wisdom and eyesight, not to mention the stable growth of the soul, and can resist the attack of the soul, which is very useful.

He couldn't even read the book anymore, so he swallowed a few leaves raw in the spring water, and he didn't give up until he was full of water.

I ate lunch in the space, and when I was cooking, I realized that there was not much firewood left for the fire. Although the electricity at home is still being supplied, he still doesn’t know why the electricity can still be delivered when the space is independent. , but who knows when there will be no electricity suddenly, so firewood is essential.

Once there is a power outage, he will not even be able to eat, and he always thinks that cooking with firewood is better than cooking with a rice cooker, and in winter there is no heating, so he relies entirely on firewood for heating and roasting sweet potatoes.

Autumn trees contain less water, are light in weight, and are easy to carry, so autumn is a good time to cut firewood. However, he is not in a hurry to burn it. He can put the firewood on the mountain to dry and move it back. The firewood he is burning now is A few years ago, when grandpa didn't die, he came back to live with the old man in winter.After eating, he dug out the ax and hatchet, the basket and the rope that he hadn't used for a long time from the firewood room, polished the tools with the whetstone in front of the water tank, and boldly went up the mountain.

It’s not even about going up the mountain. His house is on the mountainside, but the surrounding area has been reclaimed into pieces of land. There are no forests and trees on the whole mountain. The place where he wants to cut firewood is on the opposite mountain, which is also his family’s. Mountains, the difference is that the mountains are full of trees.

There was only one person who was afraid that he couldn't drag it too much, and he didn't go too far inside. He cut down a tree at the foot of the mountain, and chopped off the branches. The water is dry before carrying it home.He is strong, but solid wood is inherently strong, and living trees are even stronger. He only cut down one in the morning, and picked up the dry firewood scattered around and put it back to burn.

He thought he was chopping just an ordinary pine tree, and he had a great time chopping it down. Later, he realized that his house was full of woodsheds and burned an untold amount of firewood, all of which were hard to find when taken outside. I almost wanted to chop off my own paws, to make you cheap!

Of course, he didn't know it yet, so he didn't care.

After packing the firewood, he took out the cloth bag he had prepared and walked up the mountain. Since the change on the mountain had already begun, he had to find out what happened to his property. A wave of pride surged up, we are also people with family property, next time when Zhao Lei is counting his hotels, I will count how many mountains I have in front of him, and I will piss him off!

Along the way, he didn’t see any big changes, but the fruit on the wild fruit tree didn’t fall off after a winter, hanging quietly on the branches, wild walnuts and pears, he picked a few at random and put them on his clothes After rubbing it, I took a bite, it was sweet and crunchy and delicious.

After walking not far, he saw a fruit he likes called August melon, which tastes as sweet and sweet as milk, so he stepped up and walked over there.

"Boom!"

"Aw!" He yelled, squatting down and covering his feet, wondering if his toes were broken, and it took him a long time to recover, looking at the sharp spikes emerging from the soft dead leaves. Gritting his teeth, he picked up a stone from the side and smashed it down, "There is no place where it grows, but it grows on the road, my feet..."

He originally thought that the stone in front of him must be very hard, but he did not expect that when the stone was knocked down, there would be a touch of white in the flying dark brown stone chips. He threw the stone in his hand and carefully looked at the things blocking the way in front of him. After watching it, I started to dig the dead leaves and soil beside it.

Buried in the soil, it was not small in size, and it took him half an hour to dig it out. The suspected stone object held in his hand was generally gray-brown in color, no different from the stones all over the mountain, except that it had just been removed. A little bit of moist white was exposed from the gap he knocked out.

If he was not mistaken, it was the color of jade, or the color of the most superior suet jade. He felt the heart in his chest beating wildly almost uncontrollably, and a string in his head was tensed instantly. The whole person became slightly excited.

He just paused for a moment, and didn't even care about picking the August melons. He descended the mountain in a hurry, and ran all the way home with the sling on his back, threw the firewood into the woodshed, and entered the house with the stone in his arms.

The fluorescent lights were turned on to the maximum, and there were no professional tools. He brought a basin of water and put it on the table, and took out a few sharpened knives from the cupboard, sat down on the chair, and stared straight at the table. Stones on the table.

Before his parents went bankrupt and passed away, their family was in the jade business, and they would occasionally take him to the store to open their eyes. Although he didn't know jade the best, he couldn't mistake the jade color that had been exposed, it was just a stone. What's going on here, he doesn't know.

He reached out to grab the stone, only to find that his hand was trembling non-stop. He was a little embarrassed, was he really poor and crazy, wasn't it just a stone, why was he so excited?To calm himself down, he spurned himself in his heart, didn't he already know that the mountain will gradually become a treasure mountain in a secret realm? Where can it be the same!