In the early spring on the mountain, new sprouts of plants and trees are just emerging.

There are a wide variety of trees and flowers, some of which are anxious to arch out of green spores, and some are sleeping as usual, waiting for the moisture of the spring rain.

On the gray-dominated mountain, an old man with a figure-eight beard is holding a disc, and the thumb of the other hand is calculating something between the bone nodes of the other fingers.

Uncle An followed by him, Master Tang was in the middle, and An Ning and Jiang Xia walked behind.

This is the first time An Ning has met the gentleman in the village.

She heard Lin Cuihua say that in the entire Sanhe Town, this gentleman is famous.

An Ning didn't know whether to believe it or not, but she respected.

She turned her head sideways and saw Jiang Xia with a pious face.

It seems that Jiang Xia next to him is convinced.

Sure enough, Jiang Xia noticed An Ning's expression, made a silent gesture to her, and continued to move forward.

An Ning nodded silently, obediently quiet.

It's okay to not understand, but you can't interrupt someone who is serious about doing things.

Jiang Xia next to him really believed a little, but he was not the most devout believer.

He has his own judgment and will not be doubted by fate.

Besides, today I'm looking at Feng Shui.

He felt that the things left by his ancestors were of great scientific value.

A group of four people, under the leadership of Mr. Feng Shui, walked for three days under the condition that Uncle An pointed the way to avoid the ancestral grave.

On the first day, they went up the mountain before dawn and walked until the sunrise in the east, where they watched the rising sun from the top of the mountain.

The next day starts the ascent in the morning and continues until sunset.

On the last day, they went up the mountain at night until midnight.

Three days later, when I was about to go up the mountain again, Mr. Feng Shui asked for more people to go.

An Sancheng, An Guoqing, and the two elder brothers of Uncle An's family all followed.

This time I went up the mountain, no longer observing and walking, but actually started digging pits and making marks.

From six o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the evening, the group of people couldn't lift their arms.

A canal named Panlong Waterway has been marked and is just waiting to be rested.

When night fell, the group finally came down from the mountain, and Uncle An sent a big red envelope to the feng shui master.

The gentleman took it and didn't say a word.

Uncle An seemed to be a little shorter in front of this person.

Mr. Feng Shui took the red envelope and prepared to leave.

But he stopped in front of An Ning.

Jiang Xia next to him subconsciously took a step forward and blocked Mr. Feng Shui sideways.

An Sancheng and the others in the back, who were originally respectful and even a little afraid, all turned into vigilance and protection.

Mr. Feng Shui showed his first smile and said eight words to An Ning.

"The fallen leaves return to the roots, feeding the future."

He's gone.

For a moment, An Ning felt Mr. Feng Shui's almost condensed spiritual power.

He does have some doorways.

Falling leaves return to the roots, and it is right to be on her body.

Although she came from the interstellar world, her ancestors were all the same, and she had indeed returned to her hometown.

What she does will always be good for the future.

For a moment, An Ning felt that her mission here might not be just to teleport seeds.

Perhaps, more for the sake of inheritance.

To be precise, to make up for the lack of interstellar inheritance.

Boom ————

An Ning's spiritual power has undergone a qualitative change at this moment.

"Let's go home."

An Ning's expression was calm, and he took the lead in walking towards home.

The others didn't notice anything wrong, and Mr. Feng Shui just said a word.

But Jiang Xia didn't think so.

He caught up with An Ning in a few steps, and for the first time asked regardless of the eyes of outsiders: "Are you really okay?" ”

"No, it's good to have."

In the last sentence, An Ning said seriously, Jiang Xia felt it.

He nodded, got out of the way, and An Ning entered the courtyard of An's house.

Jiang Xia stayed outside for a while, restless, always a little worried.

"If you're so worried, why don't you show your mind?"

Master Tang, who has been following him for a few days, understands Jiang Xia's thoughts very well.

Jiang Xia, who was standing in place, shook his head, and walked towards the side yard with exhaustion.

"I'm going home for dinner."

Jiang Xia changed the topic, he didn't want to answer.

Master Tang followed behind Jiang Xia and said in a ruined manner: "Little fart, what are you pretending to be mature." ”

Jiang Xia's footsteps in front of him were stuck, and when Master Tang passed by him, he pointed a finger at Master Tang, and said tremblingly: "You two-faced person, you pretend to be noble and elegant outside, and you become like this when you come back?" ”

"Hey, show me, do you have two faces?"

Master Tang in front couldn't help but be happy when he heard Jiang Xia say the word "back".

Come back, nice to hear.

But it's time to fight back.

"You are embarrassed to say that I have two faces, what about you, facing people——- woo woo woo woo ——-"

Master Tang's mouth was covered by Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia squeezed his eyebrows and pointed to the next door vigorously, so close, don't talk nonsense.

Master Tang didn't want to damage An Ning's reputation either, so he blinked a few times in agreement.

Jiang Xia's eyes were threatening, and he slowly let go of his hand.

Master Tang spit out twice in disgust.

"Jiang Xia, what do you smell like?"

"Huh? Oh———- I was digging in the mountains when I accidentally touched some excrement. ”

In a word, a spark of the old and the young was ignited.

Master Tang wanted to win back the game, but the taste on his mouth made him really unable to bear it.

"Stinky boy, you wait."

Master Tang strode into the house and began to wash frantically.

Jiang Xia looked smug in the yard, teasing the rhubarb.

Old Man Jiang has been in the house, watching the interaction between these two people, he feels a little more comforted.

Perhaps, Jiang Xia will find the fatherly love that has never been in Xiao Tang's body.

At the same time, An Ning next door ate quickly, and after eating, she ran out under the pretext of going out to make a phone call.

An Ning, who ran out, did make a phone call, but it was an innocuous call.

Soon, she got out of the phone and ran up the hill along a path.

Find a hidden cave in the mountain, and An Ning burrows into it.

The Klein Bottle could no longer be controlled, and it stood in the cave and kept flashing.

The spiritual power in Anning's body increased exponentially, and gradually changed color.

This transparent and colorless spiritual power is fused with the Klein bottle.

The Klein bottle visible to the naked eye was disappearing little by little, turning into a drop of mist, merging with Anning's spiritual power.

The whole process, there is no pain, just a comfortable urge to sleep.

It's not quite accurate to say impulsive, it should be a temptation.

An Ning only felt that his consciousness was dissipating little by little, turning into nothingness, and everything in the world became ethereal and less important.

Actually, it's just a sleep, it shouldn't be anything, right?

(End of chapter)