In the afternoon, sure enough, all the leaves of the maple forest in the Sixiang Peak withered and became bare, leaving only the trunks. Change is just a blink of an eye. Life is dead.

Approaching dusk, it is back to the scene of the bamboo forest. Four views change back and forth in one day.

Another day. Fang Jue used the dew to fetch water for the old man in Xingchuan as usual. Eat some of that red fruit in the morning and stop eating for a day because there is no food to offer. But he still hasn't given up on the ancient well.

Sometimes I can't sleep in the middle of the night, so I run to the ancient well, use all my strength, sometimes look at the heavy shaking of my hand a little, happy for a while, that breath is not held, and it falls again.

He tried to use the "Qi Gathering Formula" to gather strength. He worked hard to close his eyes and cultivate his breath according to the mental method of "Qi Gathering Technique" to accumulate the strength in his body. With no one to guide him, he could only try various methods on his own to open the mysteries of the operation inside the dantian.

Once, Fang Jue magically opened the "Heavenly Eye", this Heavenly Eye was his own name, because he saw that the whole world had become gray, everything had changed its appearance, and he saw that his body had become translucent, and his bones and meridians had appeared.

Using the "Qi Gathering Technique", ethereal energy gathers into the body from all directions, from the five senses, from the heavenly spirit cover, from the limbs through the meridians, into the dantian, a halo in the abdomen faintly flashes, all these energies enter this halo, spinning.

As soon as he was excited, he grabbed the shaking hand with one hand and pulled it slowly. The excitement was overflowing, of course, Xingchuan didn't see this, he was busy with the alchemy work.

But he just pulled his shaking hand and shook it halfway in a circle, and then he couldn't shake it, and he was so heavy that he sank to death. As soon as he let go, he shook his hand and turned back to its original position, and Fang Jue shrugged. After practicing for a while, my stomach is warm, and I am not as exhausted as before.

To live here, you have to chop wood and make a fire. Next to the thatched house is the small stove room, at first Fang is extremely uncomfortable, a few days later, hold out, every afternoon when the mountain forest is renewed into a dead wood forest, the ground will be scattered some dry firewood, but these dead wood branches will soon turn into powder into the earth, he must rush to the daily dead wood forest to renew into the bamboo forest, pick up a basket of dry firewood, sometimes more, sometimes less.

It's been a long time since I've eaten rice in the alchemy pharmacy, Fang Fang sometimes comes down and sends steamed buns and flatbreads, most of the time Fang Never can't eat them, Fang Never hates Xingchuan, he just feels that everything is created with his own hands, it's more convincing, and he doesn't make noise.

The fire that is made can steam the steamed buns, and Xingchuan will reward him with a small half, and he is already very satisfied. When I don't have enough to eat, I go to eat the red fruit every morning.

In this way, he lived a very simple and boring life every day, and spent most of the month, and he did not hear any news from the outside world, and was completely isolated from the outside world.

As for the matter of shaking water from dry wells, there has been a significant improvement in the gradual progress. At first, he could shake one circle, but after five days, he progressed to three circles, and after ten days, he could already see that the ground in the bucket tied to the rope was two or three feet high, and after another ten days, the dry well shook the water by him, although it was still not clear why the dry well shook his hands so much, but in the end, he no longer had to kick the peach trees around every morning to grab the dew.

The progress in these life skills helped him to gain a lot of self-confidence, and he began to try to find seeds. Once Fangfang sent something to the two of them to eat, it was a roast chicken, a pot of wine, and some green vegetables.

Fang Fang had nothing to do, sat for a while, Xingchuan was embarrassed to bully Fang Jue in front of the little girl, so he gave Fang Jue a chicken leg, Fang Jue took it and swallowed it in two or three times, feeling that the best delicacy in the world was this chicken leg. It's better than my mother's work.

"Senior Sister Fangfang. I want to grow some food, but I have searched many places in the territory of this alchemy, but I have not found any seeds, can you help me?" Fang Fang came every now and then before, and every time she couldn't stay for half an hour, this time she sat down, a rare opportunity, and she would never miss it.

"Hee-hee, no problem. Do you need anything? I'll bring it for you. Fang Fang said magnificently.

"Well, seed greens, all sorts, as many as you want. ”

"Okay. Fangfang accepted it. Xingchuan didn't speak on the side, he concentrated on eating, drinking wine, and humming a little song that he didn't know where he learned.

That night, Fang never mentioned how happy he was, every time he recalled Fangfang's beautiful but clear face, his heart always beat wildly. Thinking of the sound as thin as spring rain, Fang Jue couldn't help but blush.

A few days later, Fang Fang flew in with a bag of seeds.

Fang Jue had just come back from collecting firewood, and when he saw the things in Fang Fang's hand, he ran over excitedly, but the bag of seeds was opened, and there were several small packets inside. Each pouch is marked with a letter. At a glance, there are more than ten kinds of wheat, rice, lettuce, corn, tomatoes, potatoes and so on.

Fang Jue laughed and ran around the courtyard waving his cloth bag.

Xingchuan stood at the door of the thatched house, looking at Fang Jue like this, shook his head and sighed. Fang Fang came to Xingchuan's side and said with a smile: "Uncle Xingchuan." Look at what he tortured him into? When he came, he was still a scholar, delicate and well-behaved, but now he has become a mountain village man. ”

The old man of Xingchuan snorted and said: "It's good that I haven't found Liuxuan to reason, this kid can't fight with water, he has no power to tie the chicken, and he has to chop wood for a long time, and he has been here for half a month, and he has eaten my rations." Now that I'm thinking about farming, I'm almost malnourished. ”

"Who said I can't fetch water?" Fang put down the cloth bag unconvinced, walked to the ancient well angrily, took a step forward, pressed the air, grabbed the shaking hand with one hand, blushed, shook the water in the well, and then poured it into the wooden basin. He snorted proudly at the old man and raised his head.

Fang Fang was shocked in her heart, and she was speechless for a long time in surprise, "Twenty days...... It only took you twenty days to shake up?" Apparently Fang Fang knew the true secret of this ancient well.

Otherwise, how could Fang Fang's face be so embarrassed? Fang Jue wondered, "What, is this difficult?"

Xingchuan snorted lightly, squinted at the sky and said, "What's the big deal about this, I was able to do it in five days." Twenty days later, the bull's nose boomed. ”

Fang Jue didn't stay Xingchuan was smug, ran to Fangfang's side, and said gratefully: "Senior sister, when I grow food, I will definitely cook a good meal for you to eat." ”

Fang Fang nodded, looked at the already black-headed and black-faced Fang Jue in front of him, and said with a smile: "I will definitely come when you are ready." ”

Xingchuan said: "Okay, girl, what you want." As he spoke, he took out a small medicine bottle and handed it to Fangfang.

Fangfang took it with joy, "Thank you, Uncle Xingchuan." Then I'm gone. ”

Say goodbye to the two and leave as a rainbow.

During this time, he had been sleeping at the gate of the thatched house, and although it was cold at night, the stove in the house always gave him a warm feeling. The next day, before dawn, he had already made water, put it at the door, and went to the field with a hoe.

Ate a few red fruits. He was caught in a deep conflict.

Because, if you want to reclaim this wasteland, you have to hurt these red fruits, and it takes time to plant, how will you live the next days?

Although this open space is open, there is only sunlight at noon, which may not be conducive to the growth of crops.

After thinking about it, after eating this red fruit, it has no other function except for the function of filling hunger, and if you want to survive here in the future, you must reclaim the wasteland and grow crops to raise two people.

In the end, I put up with my heart and got rid of the weeds and red fruits, and opened up one ravine after another. Dig pits, put seeds, and fill in the landfills.

He planted wheat, rice, and corn on one side to draw a clear line, and on the other side, he planted vegetables and fruits. When all the seeds were in the ground, I suddenly patted my head, there is no irrigation system here.

You can only use stupid methods.

He had to water all the fields, which were neither too big nor too small, in a day or two, lest the seeds die. Rice, in particular, needs a lot of water.

He drew water from the ancient well, carried the wooden bucket and ran into the field, which was at least a kilometer away from the thatched hut. At night, Sixiang Peak turned into a bamboo woodland, and Fang Jue still did not stop.

The speed must be increased.

Every time Fang Jue hit the water, he condensed some breath and felt that his steps were more powerful. Every time I run the "Qi Gathering Technique", I really get twice the result with half the effort, and my steps are a lot lighter, slowly, the speed of running is getting faster and faster, and it takes at least a quarter of an hour to go back and forth at first, and it slowly becomes half an hour.

In order to save time, Fang Jue decided to work all night and deal with these things, and after Xingchuan finished his day's work, he saw a boy in rags running back and forth tirelessly day and night.

He munched on dry steamed buns with great interest, drank a little wine, and sat at the door. Slowly he felt that something was wrong, and at first it would take a while for the boy to carry the water and walk away until he came back with the empty bucket. At night, when it was pitch black in the bamboo forest, Fang Jue came back faster and faster, every time he saw him carrying a bucket of water into the bamboo forest, he came back in the blink of an eye.

I was shocked in my heart, and I couldn't help but take more drinks, and I fell drunk at the door of the thatched house at night.

When he woke up, Fang Jue's figure was gone. Xingchuan didn't think too much, thinking that he must have gone to work in the fields again, and muttered: "The stinky boy came back and went out without even saying hello." ”

As a result, at noon, he hadn't seen Fang Jue's figure yet, he muttered, went to the direction of the field, went out of the forest, and when he arrived at the field, the scene of the entire field made him dumbfounded.

The ravines of the land exude a faint smell of earth. Compared to the wasteland of the past, it is like going to the countryside of the mortal world.

In the middle of the land, Fang Jue lay on the ground and fell asleep, an empty bucket lying beside him.

The old man of Xingchuan walked over cautiously, trying not to step on those small pits, he knew that these small pits were places where seeds were buried, and his tiptoe looked ridiculous, and when he came to Fang Jue's side, he kicked Fang Jue with a serious face.

"Hey, stinky boy, get up. The sun is on the ass. ”

Fang never reacted, the old man Xingchuan kicked twice, but he still didn't react, shook his head, Xingchuan thought that this kid must have worked all night last night, and now he was so tired that he slept to death.

muttered a few words, grabbed Fang Jue's belt with one hand, lifted Fang Jue up, carried it on his shoulder, turned his head, and tiptoed back to the thatched house.

However, Fang Jue didn't wake up the next day, and the old man Xingchuan secretly screamed badly.