The dung mound was raised high, and it has been six days since the skullcap brought the Jinghua workers to the tiller area.

Normal compost naturally can't be effective in six days, but this is the mountains and seas, and it is a place with witchcraft.

Baili Mao and Huang Kanshan are ready, the former is excited, the latter is suspicious, but the two of them are already in place, just waiting for the order of Yu Zai, this unprecedented large-scale dung picking activity can officially see the results.

At the same time, the tiller sprout clan was ready to sow seeds, while the warriors of the Jinghua clan were standing on both sides with stone shovels, as if they were ready to shoot people at any time.....

Of course, this is certainly not really a photograph, but a preparation for the turning of the compost pile during the fermentation process, which is also prepared, covered with a pile of manure and a pile of hay that has been dried for many days and "processed" by hand.

"Success or failure is here!

Yu Zai hung his throat and shouted high.

For the various strange spoken words of the Chifang clan, several tribal leaders have been surprised, and in addition to the tiller bud clan and the Jinghua clan, there is also a tribe in the three mountains and four fields that has come here to watch.

In fact, the main reason is that the speed at which Jinghua picks up dung is not as fast as that of Tiller's Sprout, after all, this is someone's area, and Jinghua's is not a home "battle", so Huang Shao, the patriarch of Jinghua, had an idea and ran to a small tribe to ask for fertilizer from the other party.

Although the Lu clan didn't know what the patriarch of the Jinghua clan wanted to do with the dung, they didn't mind that the other party would help them dispose of some dung, so they gave it to the .....

Then the tiller sprouts heard about it, and also ran over, and the Lu clan is the second monk who was puzzled, and their witch was very interested after hearing about the compost competition that took place in the big slash field, so they brought people to watch strongly.

As a result, there is a situation where these people who eat melons are intently watching here.

The Lu clan also cultivated rice, but was more adept at growing reeds, and they lived on the dividing line between the zosato no and the Osaki no no, where there was a vein of water, and the Lu lived on one of the hills, where they worked as a fisher and farmed part-time.

There are many wild animals around the reeds to drink water, so there is a lot of dung nearby, and a considerable part of it flows into the water veins......

The last time there was a big flood, they also lost a lot of money, but the Lu people are good at water, plus planting rice is a part-time job, and the main business is catching fish, and after the big flood, they can pick up big fish everywhere on the silt, so their losses are okay.

And after Yu Zai knew that the Lu clan was a person in Yuze District, he thought a lot about the reeds at once.

Well..... Bamboo mats and stuff, fodder and stuff, and reed paper... This is too early.

It seems that the reeds have a lot to do, but most of them are not very relevant to the current solution to the crisis, but the technique of catching fish can be consulted, after all, it has been a big flood for so many years, and it has been a disaster every year recently, but Lu is still wandering in the happy small pond, so there must be his own side of the housekeeping craft.

"Gotta find a way to get this guy's janitorial skills over. ”

Yu Zai thinks that the spread of the composting method is a good way, and the plough tool bought the tiller sprouts, which also makes Jinghua feel very good, but for the Lu family, they are only part-time for rice planting, and they usually take it to dry, and their main business is to catch fish, which makes farmers a little embarrassed.

However, Yu Zai noticed that each of them had two or three large gourds hanging from their waists.

It's a little strange, could it be that these guys are all alchemy boys under the throne of Taishang Laojun?

Yu Zai scratched her head, but the first thing to do now was to see the results of the compost.

"Ready..... Wake up!"

With an order, the two wizards immediately performed their own witchcraft, Baili Mao made the wood qi cover this cultivated land, the warriors of the tiller sprout clan began to sow seeds, and the boiling earth qi of Huangkan Mountain, the two combined, the spirit and spirit were born together, and the pile of dung piled up, as if it had been pressed the time X32 speed button, began to ferment at a speed visible to the naked eye!

And because at least one-third of this pile of dung was dug out of the river, so there was no need to worry about the wetness, so inside, the smell of Yu Manchu began to appear, and Yu Zai saw that there was obvious qi inside, and immediately shouted: "Hurry up, Jinghua Clan, roll over!"

The soldiers hurriedly rushed over, and the stone shovels smashed into the dung heap, and then the indescribable spirit began to diffuse, making the onlookers pinch their noses.

The people who ate melons hid their faces and retreated, while the warriors of the Jinghua clan were pale and uncertain, and their cheeks were puffed up, and the taste was pulled out more than usual... And exciting!

"I'm going to throw up, I can't do it!"

One of the warriors retreated, fell to the ground, opened his mouth and squirted, spitting out all the leeks he had eaten yesterday.

But more people smell and smell and find that their sense of smell seems to be out of order, so they continue to dry, and they don't know whether the nostrils are completely dry or the pile of dung has really changed strangely.

"Alright, let's start fertilizing!"

Yu Zai shouted: "Witchcraft is really useful!"

This is indeed true!

On the other side, the faces of the two wizards gradually flushed slightly, and it was clear that they had warmed up completely.

The warriors of Jinghua Clan will immediately dry that one end after finishing this one, and they will send manure to the cultivated land non-stop!

Then, Baili Mao took a deep breath and began to increase the output of witchcraft!

Baili Mao took out the fast Bu Jia, and at the same time, an illusory, frivolous, and extremely special flame suddenly rose up from the fist around Bu Jia.

This is not a burning fire, but a "kindling" of the clan!

The aura of Mu Xing swayed wantonly on this cultivated land, and the huge dragon ghost phantom gradually twisted and rose, and the lower part of the dragon ghost showed an illusory smoke shape, and this was also the first time that Yu Zai saw the complete "totem power"!

The dragon ghost of the tiller sprout clan celebrates the wind and rain and prays for a bumper harvest!

The body of the dragon ghost was still getting bigger, from one zhang to three zhang, and then to five zhang, and finally stopped at the eighth zhang.

It began to wander through the cultivated fields, as if to give blessings to those seeds.

Baili Mao watched as Bu Jia distorted in the firelight, and those originally faint totem patterns began to become solidified, and in this process, the words of those prayers and totem patterns would be combined into one, and the prayer would be finally completed to ensure this year's spring harvest.

The process of divination is similar to that of praying for a good harvest, and the difference is only in the meaning of the words written.

It's just that at this time, Baili Mao stared at those words, looking at them, and his expression gradually changed from seriousness to shock!

"The dragon ghost responded!

Baili Mao was a little confused, and this also caused a commotion in the Jinghua clan on the side.

"Praying for spring ploughing is something that must be done every year, and you say in response.... What is it?"

Huang Kanshan swallowed, as if comforting himself: "It should be the same as in previous years...."

"No... It's not...."

Baili Mao even wanted to stand up, apparently he saw something not quite right.

He raised his head, and actually faced Yu Zai, and said: "The clan of Chifang, the clouds have their loads, animal righteousness, no murderous years... Good luck!"

This is not a response to the Tiller Sprouts!