Just do what they say, the high-level management of Gua Town has formulated a more detailed strategy, and the surplus food at home will not be taken into account. Only the grain in the town treasury and the newly harvested grain are counted. From today on, ordinary people, three meals a day, come to the academy, according to the amount of repair, do not wait.

Hunting teams, scouts carry strips of dry food and meat distributed in the town.

The meeting broke up unhappily, and the people were still indignant, but they did not say anything in public. It's just that the private resistance has become some kind of tacit understanding.

On the second day, the big pot meal had already begun, and at 6 to 8 o'clock in the morning, Cheng washed up and rushed to the academy. The road is full of people with their families.

This is comparable to the scene of the Big Knife Gang's taxation, which makes Cheng a little uncomfortable.

The son carried the stupid old man, the husband held his big-bellied wife, and the mother coaxed the crying toddler in her arms.

There are also bear children running around on the side of the road without knowing it, which seems to be particularly noisy, noisy, and disturbing.

The scenery along the way can't get rid of the word toss. I don't know how Yan Zhi, who has always loved the people like a son, will feel. Cheng suddenly wanted to see the mayor's expression at this time. Drink and ask him again, "Why is this so?"

......

"Alas, the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, evenly divided, all are uneven" Yan Zhi looked at the crowd on the town wall, and his heart was also mixed.

Why didn't he want to send food to the household? The man who raised the instrument mirror must have chosen to stop cultivating and use it to support his family. The seriously ill old man said that he was going on a hunger strike, let his family eat a "hollow sound", and buried him secretly when he died, could it be difficult to conduct a census again?

Couples who were originally going to give birth also had to delay for time, and Ding Xingwang, a native of Guazhen, was a joke.

Let's toss, it's only two years.

Bear with me. It's a big deal to go to work and apologize.

The wall of entering the town is to show off the cultivation, and Gua Town does not lack that detection formation.

The second-order nourishing mirror and the first-order sense qi realm are eaten separately.

The chaotic crowd stretched straight out of the town wall, and the town wall opened two doors at this time, one of which did not need to be tested, and entered directly. The other door has a detection formation, and there are thirty people lined up.

Cheng naturally walked to the back of the queue.

"That kid is crazy hungry? ha"

People's silence seems to have found an outlet.

They laughed.

Why laugh, laugh so ugly. Cheng frowned, what are you laughing at, is it funny?

As some foul language and ridicule rang out, these movements finally alarmed the adults in front of Cheng, who turned their heads to look at the short man. ", is this where you're standing?"

"No rules, what about your family!"

There are more than 5,000 people in Gua Town, and Cheng is usually indifferent, where can he recognize everything, and who will recognize him?

"I'm standing behind you, getting in your way?"

"Get in my way!"

Cheng looked back at the man who had just spoken, "I'm also a cultivator mirror"

"Cultivator Mirror?hahaha"

"Did you learn to lie at a young age?"

The crowd laughed, why laugh, laughed so ugly, laughed so presumptuously.

More people watched in silence, saying nothing and doing nothing.

Cheng took a deep breath, a breath rising in his chest, and he reached behind his back and grasped the hilt of his sword. I want to think about it, I want to think about it, let them all shut up!

"What are you laughing at? So funny? Let Lao Tzu be happy?" Ergou's familiar ruffian voice sounded from behind the crowd, "Get out of the fuck, Lao Tzu's big fireball doesn't have long eyes, accidentally roasted someone's ass, but it can be cut into a dish!" Ergou held a big burst fireball, and the fireball burned orange flames.

"Yo, what should I do?"

Ergou looked around at the crowd, "Think we should be like you when we're young, it's rubbish? ”

"Let's, let's let, I'm also second-order, I have to be full"

"Trouble get out of the way, hurry up and eat if you have nothing to do, it's not right to waste time, of course, don't waste food"

"I ...... I'm also second-order. ”

Finally the crowd quieted down, "They were five ...... in the small yard"

"The ...... with the Sword"

"Right"

Ergou's popularity is almost a household name, and the moment he came out, people shut up.

"What about the small courtyard, isn't it just shit luck and want to cut the queue!"

"yes, how do you know?"

Ergou turned his head and smiled at him, and shouted at the more than 20 people queuing up in front of him, "My brother is angry today, everyone give way, he will be full of gas and disappear"

"Why!"

"It's all a maintenance mirror, do you understand it when you come first and then come?"

"Kids, don't you think you're doing it?"

"Reasonable? My second dog is never reasonable, close the door, let my brother go!" He threw the fireball to Mu Tao, who hurriedly propped up the water ball and extinguished the fire.

The brothers took a step back, Cheng couldn't cry or laugh, and his depressed mind just now was also smooth. As usual, he must queue up in a regular manner, after all, it is a fact that first come, first come.

But today, I still want to cut the line!

Cheng drew his sword and slashed at the ground, the sword light flashed, a gap opened in the ground, and a thin curtain of water erupted.

This sword cut out the underground water vein, Gua Town relies on commercial water, although this water vein is shallow, it must be ten meters!

"Get out!" Cheng spat out the word, feeling comfortable.

In an instant, the veins of the sword body were clustered, and it went straight to the late stage of the nourishing instrument mirror.

The Sun Sutra is cultivated in one breath.

It's going to be like a big day. It can be warm or scorching!

I don't know if it was a loss or something else, they didn't argue and really got out of the way.

The dining room of the second order is not large. It's not a split meal, it's a meal until you're full. The only one, no waste, until the disc!

The dish is not hearty, it is the kind of rough style, large mixed noodles steamed buns, large pieces of meat, and large bowls of soup.

After the meal, a few of the buddies dispersed. As usual, Cheng is going to visit the farmland. Weeds have risen over there, the land is dry, corn and soybeans are insected, and they all need to be taken care of.

Today it is very quiet. There were not a few farmers in the farmland of Nuoda.

Cheng approached an old farmer who was weeding and asked, "Master He, where are the people in the field?"

The gray-haired He did not raise his head, and focused on weeding, "Alas, it is said that from now on it will be for others to farm, and it has nothing to do with him if he collects more or less, and he will not come." ”

"Yes, I have all cultivated, and I said that if I break through early, I can eat a lot. ”

"*#*, no brains!" He could hear his son's envious tone and scolded.

Cheng was silent. He returned to his field, drew his sword, and stabbed the grass in the field seriously.

The grass grows between the crops at will, and the sword is three fingers wide, striving to remove the grass without hurting the seedlings. The weeds at the root of the seedling could only be dealt with with with by dividing into a subtle sword qi.

It's still more difficult. The first sword even cut off the grass and seedlings, and the second sword, the grass broke, and the flying stones broke the seedlings. Thirdly, the sword grass and seedlings are intact.

Cheng is slow at first, and after dealing with an acre of corn land, he gradually gets started. Gradual acceleration.

Even if he could use all the sword qi to weed, he insisted on picking and stabbing with the sword body.

For half an hour, except for four acres of land, he looked at the endless fields. There should be a lot of peasants and peasant women, and there should be children running and laughing.

sighed, "What the hell is going on!"

Cheng doesn't care whose land it is, he just looks at the ground with his head bored, and cuts it if there is grass. At noon, I went back to the cafeteria.

Because I registered in the morning, I don't have to test again when I come back.

Just take a look, there are still cheap things like first-level photo balls.

Lunch is still meat cuts, soup, and steamed buns. Cheng seriously suspected that this was done in advance, sealed with ice charms, and taken out to heat up.

"Brother Cheng, why didn't you go to the courtyard to practice today?" Zhuzi sat opposite him with a steamed bun.

"Anyway, Master hasn't been there lately. I went to the farmland and found a good way to practice."

"What?" asked Zhuzi, chewing on steamed buns in his mouth.

"Weeding"

"Weeding?"

"Pest control is also possible"

"Insect control?"

"Well, I thought you all came. ”

“...... Can it work?"

"Just come. ”

"Okay. ”

......

Lunch was eaten quickly, and the pieces of meat were just cooked with salt, and the fragrance was fragrant, but if you ate too much, it was like that. I can't say it's delicious, it's just a filling.

In the familiar farmland, there are five small friends.

Cheng still used his sword to weed, the stone tried to control the land, he carefully turned the soil, "Alas, it's too strong again!" The stone stomped his foot suddenly, looked at the buried seedlings, and scratched his head, "Brother Cheng, or I'll forget it?"

"Go on, take your time, don't you have to be clever in striking iron?"

"Okay," he said, continuing to crouch on the ground and begin to loosen the soil.

On the other side, the pillar is poisoning...... Insects and plants are dead. and hurriedly treated the seedlings.

Mu Tao was simple, he summoned a rain cloud......

"Mu Tao, you are useless, use ice needles to sting and kill insects" Cheng looked at the rising Mu Tao and reminded.

"Huh, what about bugs as big as ants?"

"Your needles can be thinner, too"

"Oh, okay"

...... The only boring person in the field is the second dog who stays, "What should Lao Tzu do?"

"......" the crowd

"According to me, you are all fed, we are the men who want to fight! What kind of land do you plant, bang! Men who can explode will be on fire."

"Alright, don't be sour. I don't make any difference between you and the enemy. Let's be honest. The pillar stood up and wiped his sweat. "It's fucking hard to control. ”

On the second day, several people continued to practice in the fields. Ergou continued to watch.

On the third day, he came early, "Lao Tzu thinks that crops are bigger than weeds, and there is always a temperature that can burn weeds, but not crops." ”

After he destroyed dozens of corn seedlings, he was driven out of the field: "Play with your art, don't spoil my food." “

"Alas, I had a whim this morning and used a fireball to help the family boil sugar, and it ended up blowing up in the stove, fortunately, the pot was just put cold water, if it was a pot of hot sugar water......"

"My mother was scared and cried and beat me up"

Cheng patted him on the shoulder and motioned, you continue.

For seven days in a row, several partners worked in the fields, weeding, and pesticide control, and the pillars were also extravagantly irrigated with healing rain, and the crops grew very well on dozens of acres of land as far as the eye could see.

Cultivation is sometimes practice makes perfect.