Thinking like this, Zhang Yue ran back to the bottom of the hill and found the strange plant that had turned back into a seedling.

After leaving for a while, it quietly grew up a lot more, and pulled out new branches.

Let Zhang Yue be amazed.

"It looks like this plant has its own cycle......" he thought to himself.

Judging from the reaction of this plant that has just borne fruit, I am afraid that this plant grows regularly.

To put it more figuratively, it is a free gacha CD of the mobile game he once played.

Each time it bears fruit, it may take some time to recover before it can absorb the nutrient results again.

If so......

"If there are free CDs, there must be paid ones!" Zhang Yue thought in his heart.

However, there are no systems in this space, and there are no instructions.

I'm afraid, how to pay and what to pay for, still needs to be explored.

Even, what exactly is the fertilizer that this plant needs? Zhang Yue also knows nothing now.

His only clue was the bamboo slip that had fallen to the ground.

Looking at the bamboo slip that had fallen to the ground, Zhang Yue thought about it, then stepped forward, picked it up, weighed it, and felt as if it was the same as the feeling of holding it in his hand before.

In this way, the fertilizer required by this plant must not be the substance of the bamboo slip itself.

Or something else that is more ethereal?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue opened the bamboo slip.

The text on it is still clearly visible.

It's just that......

Seems like something is missing?

Zhang Yue looked at the words on the bamboo slips and pondered, although the words on the bamboo slips were still small compilations, and all the words were clearly visible.

However, Zhang Yue felt as if something was missing.

It feels a little awkward to look at, as if these words have lost some kind of spirit, and there is a feeling of lifelessness.

Closing the bamboo slip, Zhang Yue thought about it, thought for a while, and then said in his heart: "Go out!" ”

In the blink of an eye, time and space switch.

He opened his eyes again, and the oil lamp in front of the windowsill was still burning. The moonlight outside the window is still bright, the fields and mountains are still green, and the sound of frogs is still the same.

He still knelt in front of the desk, and the scroll of scriptures in his hand was still in his hand.

Putting down the bamboo slip, Zhang Yue thought about it, then got up and walked to the wall and took down a long sword hanging on the wall.

This sword was given to the original owner by the original owner's teacher.

In this era, the sword of the reader is the standard.

Grabbing the sword, Zhang Yue closed his eyes and reappeared in the space again.

A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes, shook his head, and hung the saber back on the wall.

Then, in his bedroom, he took clothes, books, and even bronzes, and took them all to the space to test them one by one.

The results showed that all things, whether old or not, expensive or beautiful, could not make those peculiar plants react in any way.

When Zhang Yue came out of the space again with a volume of books that Zhang Yi treasured on weekdays, he smiled: "After eliminating all the wrong answers, the only answer left is ......"

He looked at the bamboo slips on the desk, and in his memory these bamboo slips were all made by Zhang Yi, and then he carried these bamboo slips to Teacher Lishan, and copied them back from the teacher's library one by one.

It is his favorite, the most treasured, and the must-read bamboo slip every day.

It is mainly the "Book of Law" and "Daoyuan" in the "Four Classics of the Yellow Emperor".

After thinking about it, Zhang Yue picked up a volume of "Daoyuan" from the case.

This is the latest transcription of Zhang Yi in memory, and I have not yet had time to study, annotate, and understand.

"It's up to me to see if my judgment is correct......" Zhang Yue whispered, and then came to the space again.

When he opened his eyes again, he put down the volume of "Daoyuan".

This time the test failed, and the plants were completely unresponsive.

But the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

This is the smile that has seen success.

He quickly grabbed another book on the desk, the one the original owner had studied day and night and commented on extensively.

He closed his eyes, re-entered the space, and walked briskly forward with the bamboo slip in his hand, walking in front of a plant and placing it under the stalk of a plant.

Then, a scene that made him look forward to and delight.

The plant, which had been listless and dying, immediately refreshed itself.

The cyan lines in its stems and leaves shimmered with a dazzling luster, and the originally withered yellow buds instantly aligned with the bamboo slips.

Sting! Sting! Sting!

After three consecutive noises, its leaves suddenly turned green, and the withered flowers suddenly became extremely bright.

The charming fragrance once again permeated Zhang Yue's mouth and nose.

This time, Zhang Yue was prepared.

He focused all his attention on a certain period of time.

It was a lecture he remembered.

The speaker is a well-known Chinese scholar in China, and he talks about the past and present life of the Ram School.

Originally, he was only going to accompany a girl he loved.

Therefore, when I listened to the lecture, I was completely absent-minded, and when I went back, I basically forgot about it.

However, at the moment when the strange fragrance filled his heart, he completely remembered it.

Sunshine, cars, buildings.

The room was full of young listeners, the white-haired professor talking on stage, and the flower-like girl who sat in a row with him.

Every word the professor spoke, became clear.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

For example, today's Confucianism is the most prosperous in ram learning.

It is conceivable that the Confucian students who may be embarrassed in the next few days should also be mainly Ram students.

If you want to defeat them, you have to know them.

After a few seconds, the fragrance faded.

A bright white fruit about the size of a cold medicine fell into Zhang Yue's palm.

He thought about it for a moment and took this magical jade fruit into his body.

He is not in a hurry to produce crops now, he wants to know more about this thing.

After all, this will probably be the fundamental basis for him to survive in this world.

Pinching the jade fruit, Zhang Yue withdrew from the space.

When he opened his eyes again, he was a little stunned.

Because, Yuguo is not in his hand, he only has the volume of "Dao Yuan" in his hand. This was the first time he had discovered that there was something that could not be brought out of space.

"It seems...... This jade fruit can't be brought out......" Zhang Yue sighed in his heart, a little regretful.

If that jade fruit can be brought out, even if it can't have a miraculous effect like in space, I'm afraid it will be a treasure!

At least you can sell it for a few millions!

However, he did not regret it too much.

Putting down the bamboo slip in his hand, Zhang Yue suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly closed his eyes and entered the space again.

Then, he looked down and saw a jade fruit lying on the ground, the same one he had never brought out.

But that's not why he hurried to re-enter space.

He wanted to test a conjecture.

He walked to the millet seedling, squatted down, carefully dug out a millet seedling from the soil, held it in the palm of his hand, and said in his heart: "Get out!" ”

When he opened his eyes, Zhang Yue's hanging heart finally let go.

The millet seedling was pinched in the palm of his hand.

What he was most afraid of was that the crops in the space, like the jade fruit, could not be brought out.

Now it seems that this is a false alarm.

Putting this millet seedling on the table, Zhang Yue let out a deep breath.

Tonight's multiple experiments have proved that the results are generally gratifying.

At least, he already knew more or less about the singularity of the function of that mysterious space and how it could be used to serve himself.

"At the foot of the hill of space, there are a total of seven plants...... Zhang Yue thought in his heart, "Maybe I should give them a name......

After thinking about it, Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Just call them 'Jin Yumu'!" ”

"The Book of Mountains and Seas says: The Yellow Emperor is to take the jade glory of the mountain and invest it in the sun of Zhongshan. The jade of Jinyu is good, firm and precise, turbid and bright, five-color attack, soft and rigid...... It's just similar to this 'Jin Yu Wood'......"

It's very similar indeed!

The same are all plants, and the same are jade.

Maybe someone saw a similar plant countless years ago?

Zhang Yue didn't know.

But he had almost figured out the habit he had named 'Jin Yu Mu'.

Judging from tonight's verification, 'Jin Yumu' is an unknown species that is completely out of the biological habits he knows, and it should not be a creature that Zhang Yue is familiar with, such as plants and animals.

Because, the law of its growth and reproduction is completely divorced from the concept of any earthly species.

It doesn't need food as it is conventionally recognized, and it may not even need to reproduce.

It only needs one thing to grow and develop.

Zhang Yue looked at the volume of "Dao Yuan" that he put on the desk, and gently spit out a sentence: "In the words, the spirit and spirit carried are ......."

To be precise, it should be the concentration, expectations, beliefs, ideals, and all other good emotions that people put into words when they study knowledge.

The more similar spirits and spirits are carried on the text, the larger and more lustrous the jade fruit will be, the more fragrant it will emit when it blooms, and the longer the duration of retrospective memories will be.

This can be confirmed from the experience of the two jade fruits that Zhang Yue obtained twice before and after.

To get the first jade fruit, the bamboo slip used was the "Book of Laws" that Zhang Yi had only begun to study in the last half a year, and the jade fruit produced was no more than the size of a fingernail, and the duration of the aroma did not exceed three seconds.

The bamboo slips used in the second jade fruit are the "Dao Yuan" that the original owner has been studying and refining in the past two or three years.

As a result, the jade fruit produced was almost twice the size of the jade fruit produced in the Book of Law, almost the size of a cold medicine capsule.

The color is also more rounded, and most importantly, the aroma of flowering lasts for almost five seconds, allowing Zhang Yue to retrace all the memories of that lecture in its entirety.

It's just that now there is still a problem that needs to be verified.

That is, whether these Jin Yumu are only fed on the spirit and spirit of the original owner or Zhang Yue's investment in words, or are they not taboo.

Or rather...... Will it be a picky eater?

If Jin Yumu only eats the things of the original owner or Zhang Yue, it will be bad!

Where did Zhang Yue get so many books to note and study?

Moreover, such an efficiency is too low!

Think about it, the original owner's hard work for half a year to get a jade fruit the size of a fingernail, and two years of hard work is only the size of a cold medicine.

If so......

The miracle effect of space is probably going to be greatly reduced.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yue felt that this seemed unlikely.

Because, the 'Jin Yu Wood' in the space should not have been refined to this extent.

But it also has to be guarded against.

Because, what if, 'Jin Yumu' is really a picky eater?

For example, they only eat the spirit of the Huang Lao School?

"I hope they don't pick ...... eaters" Zhang Yue could only pray in his heart, because, now in the world, Huang Lao Scholar has almost withered.

In the entire Guanzhong, there are no more than a hundred Huang Laozi who are still insisting.

All the world is added up, counting the people of Lao Zhuang and Fang Xiandao, I'm afraid it's only two or three thousand.

This is the consequence of Confucian hegemony.

Not to mention Huang Lao, even the Legalist who is now playing with the Confucian Skin Law Bone is not much better.

Legalist ministers occupy fewer and fewer positions in the central government.

Zhang Tang took the lead in playing the Spring and Autumn Prison Break, thinking that he could occupy the magpie's nest, but it turned out that he lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot.

As for the Mo family? I don't know where to go to play in the mud for a long time!

At this moment, footsteps were heard at the door.

I only heard my sister-in-law's voice, and said outside the door: "Uncle, it's not early, rest early!" ”

Zhang Yue hurriedly replied: "No! Yi is ready to sleep......"

"That's good,......" said the sister-in-law, "Uncle is just getting better, so it's better to rest......"

Zhang Yue suddenly remembered something and said, "Sister-in-law, tomorrow Yi is going to go to Lishan to meet the teacher." I also asked my sister-in-law to prepare some dry food for Yi......"

Lishan is a must-go!

Because I didn't go to Lishan, I asked for help from the original owner's teacher.

Zhang Yue knew that he would not be able to withstand the repeated challenges of 'young talents'.

With the help of the strange fragrance of 'Jin Yumu', he can go back to many books and information he has read.

On the Internet in later generations, the news exploded, and there were almost all public information, articles, and papers.

It is the people of this era, which cannot be imagined and compared.

Although Zhang Yue can't have seen all of them, even so, the knowledge and information he has browsed and read are not comparable to anyone in this era.

Not to mention, the memory of the lecture he had just revisited was enough for him to choke the lives of the Confucian students of the Ram School!

A little more regression to the relevant information may be able to get them to their knees and sing about conquest.

However, Zhang Yue knows very well how ugly the eating appearance of Confucian scholars is!

There is a saying in later generations: If you are not afraid that hooligans will know martial arts, you are afraid that hooligans will be educated.

Confucian scholars are now not only skilled in martial arts, but also very literate!

It's horrible!