After plowing the last piece of land, Fang Yun fell to the top of the field, his body completely lost his strength, and various pictures kept appearing in his mind, making him suffer endlessly.

At first, Fang Yun still reacted, anger, pain, despair, etc., but now, his expression had not changed in the slightest.

Not only was his body numb, but his spirit was also numb.

Fang Yun's eyes were filled with the aura of death.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Yun got up, felt a pain all over his body, and his whole body felt like he was in a furnace.

Fang Yun looked up at the sky, the sun was still hanging in the middle, still exuding a hot light.

"This body ......"

Fang Yun looked at his body, sweat, blood, and mud were mixed together, and a layer of paste was on the outside of his clothes, and his body was already dirty.

Fang Yun struggled to stand up, obviously every part of his body was extremely painful, but he did not show the slightest pain, his face was resolute, as if being pierced by ten thousand arrows could not make his emotions fluctuate in the slightest.

At this time, those images were still flashing in Fang Yun's mind, but even if he didn't have the courage, Fang Yun still had an extremely firm goal in his heart.

Follow the example of the sages and Shun, plough in the acres, and complete this grinding!

This thought seemed to be polished into an indestructible long sword by those bloody and cruel images, pointing out the direction for Fang Yun and overcoming obstacles.

"After ploughing, it's time to sow seeds. ”

Fang Yun dragged his tired body, shook three steps, and slowly walked to the hut on the edge of the field.

After a short time, Fang Yun came out of the house carrying a bag of wheat seeds.

Fang Yun walked while looking at the field, and said in his heart Fortunately, this is the valley of distress, the land is fertile, no need to apply base fertilizer, just sow seeds directly, but I'm afraid it will be topdressed.

Fang Yun walked to the field. Start planting, put the seeds in the furrow, and then fill the soil back into the furrow with your feet. Fang Yun leaned on his back, like a weathered old man, without saying a word, taking a step, and then sowed seeds with trembling hands.

Sowing seeds is far easier than plowing, but after sowing, Fang Yun is still tired and sore, and his body is getting more and more tired.

Fang Yun even felt. Your body can collapse at any time.

After sowing, the water began, and Fang Yun pushed a cart with buckets on it to fetch water from the river two miles away, and then began to water the fields with a water scoop made of half a gourd.

After watering thirty acres of land, Fang Yun's hand suddenly loosened, the water scoop fell to the ground, and his body trembled slightly.

Fang Yun gritted his teeth. A look of pain appeared on his face.

Fang Yun felt that his body was close to its limit.

If a person walks at noon on the hottest day, he may suffer from heat stroke and coma, and now Fang Yun is unable to eat or drink. Doing such strenuous work under the sun is likely to lead to death.

Fang Yun looked at the field, gritted his teeth, and continued to water.

After watering all the fields. Fang Yun sat at the head of the field and saw that the crops were growing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Fang Yun was stunned, thinking that he had time to rest. Who knew that this valley of sorrow didn't want to rest at all.

Now the wheat seedlings must be topdressed, and if it is too late, it is very likely that it will be judged to fail in this first grain. Fang Yun reluctantly got up and began to fertilize.

After fertilizing, Fang Yun irrigated again, and then saw that a large number of weeds began to grow.

Fang Yun gritted his teeth and began to remove weeds with a hoe.

However, Fang Yun found that his movements were getting slower and slower, not because he didn't want to do it, but because many parts of his body had been severely injured.

However, none of this stopped Fang Yun, and after weeding, he saw that insects had grown in the wheat field, and Fang Yun had to start deworming.

In the process of wheat growth, Fang Yun has no normal rest time at all, constantly fertilizing, irrigating, weeding and insecticide, over and over again, almost endlessly.

Heavy and repetitive work is enough to grind off all the edges and corners of a person, and even, it can numb everything.

Fang Yun felt that he was really completely numb.

I don't know how long it took, the wheat in the 100 acres of wheat field finally turned yellow, and the heavy ears of wheat fluttered lightly with the wind, forming waves of wheat.

"It's almost done!"

Fang Yun held the sickle, bent down, and put his left hand on the wheat, the sickle cut through the wheat stalks, and a handful of wheat left the land and went to Fang Yun's hands.

Fang Yun put a handful of wheat on the ground, continued to harvest, and after gathering a certain amount, tied the wheat into a bundle.

Fang Yun kept bending over, cutting wheat and harvesting wheat.

Slowly, Fang Yun's movements became slower and slower, and even his scythe could no longer cut a handful of wheat stalks, and he had to use force many times to do so.

Sweat was like running water, mixed with blood dripping on the field, Fang Yun gritted his teeth and kept working.

Bend down, grasp the straw with your left hand, hold the sickle in your right hand to cut, bundle, and bend down again......

Fang Yun kept repeating this action.

Ahead, there are a hundred acres of wheat fields.

There is not much wheat to look at, but a person keeps cutting 24 hours a day, and no matter how fast he is, he can only cut more than two acres, and it is in good health.

Fang Yun no longer knew how many days he had spent here, maybe a month, maybe three months, let alone how long the wheat would have to be cut, at the current rate, it might take four or five months just to cut the wheat.

In the beginning, Fang Yun took a break every hour, then every half hour, and then, every twenty, ten, or even five minutes.

After a long time, Fang Yun cut off a handful of wheat, threw it on the ground, held his waist, slowly got up, and looked ahead blankly.

Between the blue sky and the loess, a young figure fell backwards.

A large amount of blood flowed from Fang Yun's eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

Fang Yun looked at the dazzling sun in the sky, knowing that his body finally couldn't support it.

Fang Yun only felt a trance, feeling that his whole body was in severe pain, but soon a warm current surrounded his body, and his body fully recovered in an instant, and then, his connection with Wen Gong was completely opened, and all his strength returned to his body.

The unprecedented feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, and Fang Yun even felt like crying.

It was like hell before.

Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in the main hall of the Valley of Sorrows, there was no heaven and earth, no valley, and no old man in the valley.

"Failed ......"

Fang Yun sighed softly, but he was not depressed, because he was prepared to fail before entering the Valley of Sorrow.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand to hold the official seal, only six hours had passed, and the months in the Valley of Sorrow were like a nightmare.

Fang Yun lowered his head and raised his hands, the palms of his hands were impressively healed wounds, leaving clear marks. Fang Yun tried to stand up, but found that his whole body was slightly sore, as if he had slept in an uncomfortable nap, and his mind was dizzy, even if he had the courage to support him, it was useless.

Fang used his last strength to return to Chongwen Academy, and when he got home, he went straight to the bedroom, fell headlong on the bed, and fell asleep.

In the haze, Yang Yuhuan's voice sounded.

"Husband, get up quickly, jump over the dragon gate immediately, they are all waiting for you. ”

"Fang Yun, I heard that you went to the Valley of Sorrows? And directly to the Hundred Sorrows? Are you practicing or committing suicide? Yuhuan, forget it, I'll carry him to the Dragon Palace. Ao Huang's voice came.

Then, Fang Yun felt like he was in the clouds, and he continued to fall asleep behind Ao Huang in a daze.

It's so tiring.

(To be continued.) )