Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Deer and the Fish

Not to mention how Chen Yu made great efforts to appease this group of farmers, he was also very helpless in his heart, the power of the mountain collapse charm was normal, but the sound was really not small, he focused on cleaning up the soil and rocks for a while, so he didn't notice that there were other people behind the mud pile.

Fortunately, there was no accidental injury.

However, when he left, everyone's eyes flashed with awe when they looked at Chen Yu, obviously, no matter how much he explained and made many excuses, these people would probably only add fuel and vinegar to what they saw and heard today and return it to the ethereal thunder god.

I am willing to inquire again, there is an actually young and famous cloud crane temple on Qingtai Mountain, and this matter can be used as a conversation after dinner.

"I can't say, in the future, this Cloud Crane Temple will also have a name for worshipping Lei Jun among the people in the village under the mountain."

It's still the kind of spirit, and the villagers swear that they tell how it works.

Chen Yu couldn't care about it, and after cleaning up the mountain road, he didn't make more stone talismans, of course, it was really cheerful to use it all the way, and there was only one left in his hand.

The mountain collapse charm is still useful, and in the future, you can prepare more when you encounter this kind of thing, and there is nothing missing in the mountains but stones.

But if you think about it carefully, it's not good to prepare too much, because the use is too limited, he lives in the mountains, except for this kind of cleaning the mountain road, the rest of the time it seems that he can only put it in the corner to eat ashes.

"In comparison, it is more suitable for the formation that is beneficial to farming, and it takes a little more."

For example, the one who gathered sunlight before, or a recent inspiration, made a circle that might improve the fertility of the land.

If only there was a circle that weeds automatically.

The long white millet in the mountain field is not needed, but what is needed in the medicine field here, some weed seeds that come with the wind and the grain residues planted in the past, he needs to pull them out one by one, so as not to compete with the spiritual plants for nutrients.

If he really didn't care, he wouldn't have divided the medicine field into five parts, each with a section apart.

However, if you think about it, there are still many difficulties before it is realized, and the key is that he has a few formations that have not yet been completed, not because of the rejection of characteristics, but because of the operation of Qi, about how Qi works on heaven and earth and produces all kinds of peculiarities.

This time it is no longer something that can be solved by scribbling a few combinations of formations, if you don't filter out the above points, you may not be able to achieve many magic circles in your mind.

Not only that, he vaguely felt that if he could really do it, maybe there would be a lot of in-depth internal intake and even spiritual power.

These are actually derived from the aura, and they may be able to deduce and promote each other under the same root and origin.

……

Returning to the mountain, Chen Yu took the fine thread made of fresh sheep, and after drying it, it became whiter. He kneaded one and tried to weave it into a net, but he was a real layman in this regard, threading the needle and threading for a while, and then he made a ball of thread.

Rubbing it in his palm, it was soft, and the feel was actually far better than that of linen, and even comparable to some of the top fabrics he had touched in his previous life.

But in desperation, don't convince the waiter to wear clothes, and he can't even type a net. He sighed and tossed aside.

He had to change the line for the rod first. Pinch one end of the thread and pull, the toughness is good.

"Let's see how Brother Chicken is."

Pack up your fishing rod and look forward to its next performance.

Chen Yu slapped his shirt, picked off some dry mud on the corner of his clothes, and swayed to the chicken shed with his hands behind his back.

Not far in front of him, a wild cassia plant was spreading its leaves to emit breath, and the snake insect had not appeared since he transplanted some insecticides.

Considering that the effect was too outstanding, he later moved these wild cassia out, and none of them died under the nourishment of the spiritual fluid.

In this way, there are still some small insects in the chicken shed for them to peck at.

As for stocking...... Chen Yu doesn't plan to do it for the time being, at least wait for the chickens to grow up again, there are many wild beasts on the mountain, and if they run into the jungle, it will be easy to be taken away.

Not all chickens are as strong and powerful as their chicken brothers, not only are they not afraid of snakes and insects, but they even dare to do something to black bears.

The guts are really big.

It's just that they are all alive and well, and he can't help but wonder what kind of spirit plant has such a good effect.

Looking at the big rooster that patrols the chicken shed constantly, the rooster's comb is as red as blood, the tail feathers are black and shiny, and the spirit is flying.

This is indeed a martial art.

Chen Yu stood aside and touched his chin. It seems that the four grains cultivated by the spirit are also in line with expectations, and there are no obvious side effects.

In that case, he can also relax and taste it.

After determining the role of the four crop variations, it is possible to decide how to further cultivate them.

Grain is one of the few crops he has found that produces seeds stably, but whether it can be planted or not will have to be verified later, as for now, Chen Yu saw that Brother Chicken climbed on the hen again without shame or impatience, and couldn't help but think that it is possible that these grains still have an aphrodisiac effect?

Otherwise, why does this guy always arch to the two hens every day, and change them back and forth.

"I don't see the hatching ***** brother, you can't do this!"

Glancing at the big red rooster that was working tirelessly to reproduce, he turned back.

Passing by two rows of peach trees, the peach blossoms that had been used for the spirit had not wilted, but some of them had retracted back into their branches, and only a few of them were still blooming on the top.

Not long ago, after confirming that sun-dried still had a certain healing effect, Chen Yu picked some, filled it with more than two catties, and ground a handful of water to brew, the taste was as bitter as ever.

As for the fawn, it is completely out of snacks.

Although after he slightly increased the power of the water mist rejection needle array, this little guy only turned his head to eat fresh grass after exchanging two sounds outside, but now he doesn't even have a thought, and even if there is no formation, it can't eat those on the top, at most it can relieve his hunger.

And as the days go by, the mutated peach blossoms become fewer and fewer, and even the cravings are about to be solved.

As for the peach trees that did not have the spiritual opportunity, they hung fruit early and could ripen after a month.

and two trees in the courtyard that hung fruit together.

Yes, the coiled dwarf pine bears fruit, and the thumb-sized pine cones, layered on top of each other like scales, swing on the branches, black as carbon.

The big-headed pears were the same, but they weren't as full as the dwarf pines, and when he counted them, there were only eight or nine, and a few of them seemed to be particularly thin.

As if malnourished.

Chen Yu didn't care, he didn't deal with it for the time being, and he would see what happened later.

He was tasting four food crops, boiling a small number in a bowl and chewing and swallowing carefully.

On the other hand, the maroon fawn found a new friend.

At the base of the wall, one large, three small and four tanks are listed, and the deer's head is slightly crooked, staring at the water hanging still, turning a white belly like a black fish with air in and out of air.

The bottom head sticks out its tongue and licks it towards the belly of the fish.

Crash!

The fish's tail curls, and the black fish slaps it!

Yo! The fawn dodged, its little head dangling, and it didn't take long for it to see the other party resurface and show its belly, and then walked around the water tank a few times, and once again jumped to lean its head over.

The black fish waged its tail, and this time the fawn could not dodge, but instead of being angry or annoyed, it was in high spirits, jumping back and forth around the water tank.

Burst!

The black fish was so distraught that it swallowed the water and spit it out at it, the straight line of water shot on its face, the fawn was stunned, and the next moment, it seemed to have found the day when it had played under the peach tree.

I'm even happier.

Yo Yo Yo!

"......" The black fish squirted twice, and when he found that this stupid guy did not retreat but advanced, he ignored it, and simply sank into the tank, hovering still.

Gollum!

Hearing the sound, a huge deer head suddenly appeared in front of the black fish, sinking in the water, and spitting bubbles from its mouth and nose to make a movement.

A pair of big eyes looked at it as if asking why it didn't continue......