"I'll see" As soon as Liu Daode got to the car crate, the little guy bared his teeth and squeaked.

However, it can be seen that its front paws are drooping, and there is obviously a problem.

If his soul is not injured now, he can immediately use the incense fire power to restore his forelimbs, and now it is estimated that he will have to wait for a while.

He went back to the house to find an iron cage, saw that the squirrel had a thin rope tied to its hind legs, and pulled it out of the car crate. Then he grabbed the back of the squirrel's head and put it in the cage.

The little thing was still rampage in the cage, looking agitated.

"What are you going to do? Get it back to the city and raise it?" Liu Daode carefully locked the iron cage and asked casually.

"What are you doing back in the city, let my little nephew see it, and definitely play it to death. I'd better raise you here, and wait for the release. Lin Xiaotong replied.

"It's okay" Liu Daode nodded, put the iron cage at the base of the wall, then threw some peanuts, and stuffed an apple to finish.

There is food and drink, and this thing should not starve to death.

I didn't expect foodies to see squirrels, just thought it was food, flapped their wings and rushed straight down, and pounced in front of the iron cage.

Liu Daode was startled, and said urgently: "Foodie, shut up, this thing can't be eaten!"

The owl turned to look at its master, and then flapped its wings and flew back to the Peach Tree House. As for the little squirrel, he was completely frightened at this moment, and shrank in the corner and shivered.

Lin Xiaotong ate here at noon and returned in the afternoon.

In the days that followed, Liu Daode stayed at home.

The talisman finally reacted, and with the help of the leyline aura, the repair speed of the divine soul was significantly accelerated.

Looking at the weather forecast that it will cool down next week, the sweet potato outside the hospital really can't be delayed. Feeling that there was nothing wrong with his body, Liu Daode picked up the nail rake and began to shave sweet potatoes.

It was too late for him, and a few days ago, the sweet potatoes of other families in the village were basically harvested.

It took Liu Daode a day to clean up a few pieces of sweet potatoes.

In the field of land, nourished by the aura of the leyline, this sweet potato seed is not much care, and the harvest is still very good, many of them are as big as bowls.

The sweet potatoes received in the house are not finished, and the next step is to dig the sweet potato well and store it.

His house originally had a sweet potato well, which was next to the fence yard wall. In the spring, rabbits were raised to dig pits, and sweet potato wells were filled, and now they can only start work again.

Digging sweet potato wells is also a technical job, and the first thing is to choose a good location. It should be selected in a relatively high place, so that the well is not easy to accumulate water.

Secondly, you can't choose sand and gravel land. Not to mention the laborious digging of such a place, the sweet potato well is also prone to collapse. In addition, the sweet potato well should have a large bottom and a small mouth, much like an Erlenmeyer flask used to make chemical reals.

After choosing a good position, Liu Daode took off his coat and picked up a small nail rake in his shirt to excavate.

He has a lot of strength, and he doesn't stop holding a nail rake at all. In half a day, I dug more than one person deep. The new soil that was dug up was not thrown away, but piled up not far away, and it will be used later.

Dig the sweet potato well, pour the sweet potato into it, and seal it.

After being busy, there was no time to rest at all, Liu Daode began to plant wheat again.

"When the cold dew falls, the wheat is panicked, and when the frost falls to the beginning of winter, the wheat is relaxed. "His family's acre of land has been planting wheat for almost a month, and now the beginning of winter has passed early, and it is no longer the season to plant wheat. Even if the seeds are planted, the yield will be reduced by next year.

Liu Daode planted wheat not for his own food, but for the hare in the big pit.

In autumn, the trees decayed, and the wild grass in the pit had already been eaten clean by a group of hares, and even the grass roots were gnawed out. Liu Daode has to feed it with green vegetables and radishes every day, which is really annoying.

He thought that this was not a long-term solution, so he prepared to sprinkle some wheat and rape into the three pits, and when the winter time came, the hares would have something to eat.

Because there is no need for a harvest, wheat is easy to grow, just use a nail rake to plan, sprinkle the seeds, and scrape back and forth a few times to complete the job. The soil in the pit is so wet that you don't even need to water it after planting.

After a morning's work, all the three big pits were planted, and Liu Daode led the sophomore general back to the courtyard. He was just about to put the nail rake against the base of the wall, when he turned his head and found that the iron cage had overturned, and the little squirrel inside was gone.

It seems that he forgot to lock the cage after feeding the squirrel in the morning...... It's not like foodies have wiped it out. Liu Daode hurriedly went to the wooden house to take a look, and it was clean and clean, and there was not even a squirrel hair.

It seems that the little squirrel knocked down the iron cage and sneaked away. Originally, it would take some time for the squirrel to recover its front paws, but Liu Daode felt that there was nothing wrong with his soul, so he used incense to cure it.

The ungrateful little guy eats and drinks well every day, and it is good, and he doesn't even say hello when he is injured. He shook his head, no longer concerned.

During this time, his soul was traumatized and he never went out. After eating, Liu Daode rarely led the sophomore general and wandered around the village.

The weather is getting colder, and the business of the farmhouse in Liucun, Hedong, is also starting to fade. Usually except for the old anglers, it is only a little lively on Sundays.

Liu Daode walked around the river embankment and found that these anglers did not catch much, and at most they caught more than a dozen crucian carp.

The sky has changed, and the autumn wind is gradually rising...... When Liu Daode was cultivating in the courtyard at night, he felt a little more cold in the land realm.

The spirit flew out and stood above the courtyard, and he clearly sensed the bleak aura permeating the sky above the Land Temple. As far as the eye could see, the dead leaves fell from the branches, and the barren grass was blown off. Farther in the night sky, a night bird flew by, letting out a low wail...... The aura in the leylines has unconsciously declined a lot compared to the past.

Liu Daodao's mind suddenly appeared a sentence in "Chu Ci Nine Debates": "Sad! Bleak, the grass and trees shake off and decay. ”

When did he become sentimental?

It's not that he is sentimental, but that the soul and the land realm are fused, and the changes in the grass and trees within thirty zhang affect his mentality.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, a cycle. Everything in the world is "beginning in spring, flourishing in summer, declining in autumn, and withering in winter".

The soul returned to its main body, quietly feeling this piece of heaven and earth, and Liu Daode found that there was a little more autumn will in his thoughts. The divine consciousness moved again, and the steaming water vapor around it quickly condensed, fell to the ground, and turned into frost.

The law of water veins, and then comprehend one point.

"Squeak ......" A sharp cry suddenly came from mid-air, interrupting Liu Daodao's understanding.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a large black shadow falling, it was a foodie who had gone out to forage for food.

Under the claws of the foodie, there is also a screaming little guy...... Escaped squirrel, why was he caught again?

"Coo...... "Coo-coo" The foodie let out a cry of joy before releasing his claws.

As soon as the little squirrel was freed, he jumped off the stone table and ran out with a puff of smoke.

As soon as he ran a few feet away, the foodie pounced on it again, grabbed it under his paws, and threw it to his master.

Tossed twice like this, Liu Daode finally understood that the emotional foodie thought that this little thing had escaped without permission, so he caught it back. xh:.74.240.212