After that day, Zhang Zheng did not see anyone for two months, including the Jiaojiao lady who longed for the outside world.

Although a person is happy to be clean in the courtyard, it is really boring.

On this day, Zhang Zheng asked the maid if there was a place in the house where she could spend time.

The maid pondered for a while, and led her to a wide field, "Guest, this is a spiritual grass garden in the clan, if you have nothing to do, you can come here to pass the time." ”

Zhang Zheng glanced at the Spirit Grass Garden roughly, there were many spirit plants planted, but there were only a few types.

Most of them are low-level spirit plants, such as Spirit Valley, Clematis Grass, and Phantom Spirit Leaves......

However, it is also reasonable, she is just an outside monk, and it is inevitable that the important places in the clan that she can contact cannot be accessed, so these worthless places can be allowed for her to wander around at will.

The maid led her to the only dwelling in the garden, a simple thatched tent.

"Granny Nian, in the future, this guest will often come here to walk around, so you should take care of it."

After greeting her, she didn't care whether there was a response in the house, and leaned over to Zhang Zheng: "Guest, Mother-in-law has been serving the Lingcao Garden for more than 100 years, and she has a gentle temperament and treats people generously, if you have any problems, you can tell her." ”

Zhang Zheng glanced at the grass hut without the slightest movement, and nodded in response.

The maid saluted and left.

Adhering to etiquette, Zhang Zheng greeted the grass hut and asked, "Granny Nian, can I take a look around the Lingcao Garden?" ”

The grass house didn't respond for a while, Zhang Zheng could feel that there were people in the house, and it seemed that this mild-mannered young mother-in-law didn't want to deal with her too much.

If you don't refuse, you will be deemed to have agreed.

The Spirit Grass Garden covers an extremely wide area, and is divided into dozens of areas, and all kinds of spiritual plants are planted in different areas, which are scattered.

Zhang Zheng calmed down and strolled along the steps in the vast spiritual grass garden.

Without spiritual power, without using the body method, from morning to dusk, Zhang Zheng only walked one-third of the entire spiritual grass garden.

Such a large spiritual grass garden is all dependent on an old woman to serve it?

Zhang Zheng couldn't help but feel surprised, and what surprised her even more was that these spirit plants grew beautifully, full of aura, and at a glance, she knew that serving people must do their best and serve them finely.

She has also seen the Spirit Grass Garden of Wanxuanmen, although the types and grades are more abundant and rare than here, but the aura is not as good as six or seven out of ten.

As a farmer, Zhang Zheng unconsciously has two respects and curiosity for the old woman he has never met, and if he can consult with her, he will benefit a lot.

It's okay to go back to the small courtyard, it's full of life here, it's a pleasure for people's hearts, and it's also good to neutralize the rebirth recipe in Zhang Zheng's practice.

Zhang Zheng simply found an empty place to sit on the ground, and did not practice the method of neutralization and transformation, but just let his mind empty and let his divine consciousness wander in this vast spiritual plant.

In the middle of the night, the crescent moon is like a hook, the cold moonlight scatters on the earth, and the ground becomes more and more bleak and cold, and the jackdaw is silent on the branches.

A figure sat beside the field, wisps of spiritual energy around his body, mixed with milky white vitality, and the vitality of thousands of spiritual plants.

"Squeak—"

The old wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and the half-rickety figure stood inside the door, and the cloudy and extraordinarily clear eyes reflected the self-shining figure, which became brighter and brighter.

"Why is life suffering, and death is not sorrowful......"

The almost inaudible voice of vicissitudes blew down in the silent night breeze, the figure shook his head, and the crumbling wooden door closed again.

The next day, the warmth of the early sun flowed on Zhang Zheng, waking her up from her distraction.

Opening his eyes, he saw a slender figure carrying a burden and steady steps through the fields.

Zhang Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Mother-in-law, I might be able to help?" ”

As soon as the mother-in-law bent her legs, the burden fell to the ground, causing layers of ripples.

Her chaotic eyes glanced Zhang Zheng up and down, expressionless, and pointed to two loads of clear water, "You poured water." ”

Zhang Zheng didn't ask which land to water, nor did he ask if he could use a more convenient rain distribution technique, but honestly took the burden, carried it on his shoulders, and headed for the next field.

Granny Nian didn't say anything, just paced slowly behind her.

For a whole day, Zhang Zheng carried the burden back and forth to water, and Nian's mother-in-law squatted in the field after she had watered, checking the growth of spiritual plants one by one.

At night, Zhang Zheng was still meditating and practicing in that open space, and the young mother-in-law still closed the wooden door and fell asleep in her clothes.

After three months like this, the two had almost no other communication, only Zhang Zheng asked what they needed to do, and Nian's mother-in-law assigned tasks one by one.

But it can be seen with the naked eye that the atmosphere between the two is becoming more and more harmonious and tacit, each doing their own work, when their eyes meet, Zhang Zheng smiled lightly, and the young mother-in-law was not shocked, so she looked away.

They don't use aura, they don't use spells, they are just like ordinary old farming women and granddaughters.

Zhang Zheng was surprised at first, if he didn't feed the spirit plants with aura, how could these spirit plants be born so well?

But slowly, Zhang Zheng's doubts were answered, and the spirit plants were all vigorous and lush, and there was no sign of weakness.

The family harvests the spiritual plants of the Spirit Grass Garden once a year, and soon it will be harvest time.

A man dressed as a housekeeper led more than a dozen servants into the Spirit Grass Garden.

The housekeeper shouted to Granny Nian, who was working in the fields, "Granny Nian, the harvest of spiritual plants is here." ”

These days, Zhang Zheng has learned a lot of farming methods from Nian's mother-in-law, such as catching insects at the moment.

Hearing this, she looked up at the source of the sound.

Nian's mother-in-law got up from the ground with her knees and waved her hand to signal Zhang Zheng to follow her.

The housekeeper squinted at Zhang Zheng, who had an unfamiliar face, and wondered, "This is Nian's mother-in-law's new disciple?" ”

Granny Nian shook her head and denied it, her voice was especially cold, "The old body has already said that I will never accept apprentices in this life." ”

Looking at the back of the mother-in-law who turned around and left and the wooden door closed, Zhang Zheng had to step forward and explain, "I have a fate to be a guest in the house, but I am just idle and bored to come here to have a look." ”

Hearing this, a relaxed smile appeared on the housekeeper's serious face, but the words implied expulsion, "Guest, the Spirit Grass Garden is about to be harvested recently, I am afraid that it will hinder the guests, if it is convenient, can I trouble you to go elsewhere." ”

In someone else's territory, Zhang Zheng couldn't stay strongly, so he looked at the closed wooden door worriedly and said goodbye.

Granny Nian's cold words made her feel puzzled and faintly worried.

Could it be that Granny Nian once accepted disciples, why did she never accept disciples again, could it be that something happened to the previous disciples?

After a period of time, Zhang Zheng couldn't come to the Spirit Grass Garden, so he could only wait for the harvest to finish and then try to come here.

In the huge family mansion, Zhang Zheng had nowhere to go, so he had to go back to the courtyard of Feng Yage.

As soon as I arrived outside the hospital, a familiar figure came into view.

Nan Zhangzhi was still wearing a fresh and bright yellow and green jacket skirt, waiting outside the courtyard with a lost expression, and a delicate lotus hairpin on her black hair fell three strings of fine and bright jade beads, swaying slightly with her movements.

She's been waiting here for a long time?