Gu Yuan's practice is the most common "Yangyuan Tunagong" in the Hongmeng Continent, although this exercise is ordinary, it is the best foundation for high-rise buildings in the future, not pursuing sharp killing, nor pursuing indestructible defense, just to consolidate the foundation and pave the way up the mountain in the future.

Erxi once again opened Gu Yuan's eyes, it only took him half an hour, and there was a sense of qi in the Dan Mansion, and after the Yang Yuan Tuna Gong ran for several hours, there was an extra wisp of chopsticks thick True Yuan in the meridians, and it was already the early stage of cultivation of enlightenment, and the speed of entering the realm was staggering.

I think that at the beginning, when Gu Yuan started to cultivate, it took a full ten days to sense the existence of qi, and it took several months to enter the early stage of enlightenment, but I didn't expect that Erxi only took one day.

Since he cultivated, Erxi felt that his body was much lighter, and the heaviness when he stepped was gone, and with a light touch of his toes, his body could sweep several feet away, even if he was missing a leg, it would not affect him in any way.

During these days, several people are using red eggplant fruit to fill their stomachs, and the food in the storage ring is kept for much longer than the outside world, even in the past half a month, there will still be a surplus of red eggplant fruit.

Gu Yuan had plucked all the fruit trees near Xiaotan, which was enough to pile up into a hill.

Gu Yuan walked into the house, saw that Erxi was still sitting cross-legged on the bed and exercised, and woke up Erxi with a light cough, and said: "Cultivation is about gradual progress, don't go all out, this will hurt the meridians and make cultivation stagnate." ”

Hearing this, Erxi obediently collected the exercises, before he learned to practice, he often felt that meditation was hard, and after the practice, he longed to be doing the exercises for twelve hours a day, because when the true yuan was circulating in the meridians, that kind of beautiful feeling was indescribable.

"Brother-in-law, shouldn't we find a way to grow rice?" Erxi said with a bitter face: "I've been eating red eggplant fruit these days, and if I bury me in the soil, I guess I can sprout and grow into fruit trees." ”

"It's time to plant rice. Gu Yuan bowed his head and said: "After a long time, not to mention that the red eggplant fruit is eaten up, it will rot." ”

The two agreed and went to the rice field. The weather is still hot, there is no rain in sight, the new waterhole is now much clearer, but the vicinity of the waterhole is gravel and sand, the land is barren and not suitable for planting rice, only the farmland reclaimed by Defu is the most suitable place for planting rice.

Then the problem is how to divert water from the waterhole to the farmland.

Gu Yuan was planning to summon the skeletons underground to dig a canal to divert water, but he had dug Sanqiaoniang's grave before, so he didn't dare to make up his mind.

When the two of them went out, Defu also followed, and of course a few of them could dig out the canal, but it was too time-consuming, and it was estimated that it would take ten days to bring in water.

Finally, Defu thought about it, had a plan in his heart, and said, "I'll go to the village and ask if anyone is willing to dig a canal." ”

Gu Yuan and Erxi glanced at each other, and Erxi said in an unkind tone: "Defu, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, obviously we can do a good job with a little time, you still have to go to the people in the village, you want to grow food and give them a bite to eat, right?"

Defu was told that he was in his heart, and he opened his mouth, not knowing how to tell the difference.

Erxi became angry and said coldly: "What are the people in the village like, don't you count it in your heart?"

Defu sighed deeply, looked at Gu Yuan, then turned his gaze to Erxi, and said: "The people in the village are usually not very good, but they are about to starve to death, we can't see death without saving ......"

"Woman's kindness!" Erxi was unceremonious.

Defu would have such thoughts, Gu Yuan didn't feel strange at all, in his impression, Defu is such a person, who can send off his own chickens and ducks, how kind should such a person be?

Gu Yuan was not optimistic about Defu's trip, he waited for Defu to be deflated.

......

When Defu came to Songjia Village, he was shocked by the dilapidated scene of the village, and he saw a scrawny corpse lying on the ground, his hand stretched forward as if waiting for someone to pull him out of the ghost gate.

There was a disgusting smell in the air, like the stench of dead chickens and ducks rotting and giving birth to maggots. Walking on the road, Defu saw a few familiar faces, everyone's eyes were lifeless, their eyes were dull, as if they hadn't found Defu's existence, they seemed to have no hope in life.

When he saw Wang Po again, Defu didn't expect to use this way. When he passed by the courtyard of Wang Po's house, Wang Po was being dragged out of the courtyard by his man. Such an obese person is now thin into a bamboo pole, and more importantly, she is dead, and she even has maggots on her body.

What's more, Defu saw Wang Po's children using chopsticks to pick up these maggots and put them into the bowl, and his eyes were shining. Blessed had seen such a look, and in the early years he had set up a porridge shed to give porridge, and the hungry people saw the food, and their eyes were as bright as this child's.

Defu couldn't help but vomit, he didn't want to stay in Songjia Village for a moment, are the people in this village still human?

Defu didn't leave, he went to Song Qikai's house, Song Qikai is the village chief of Songjia Village, if he speaks, most of the villagers can take action, with rice, the people in the village should come back to life, right?

Stopped in front of Song Qikai's door, a touch of sentimentality appeared in Defu's eyes, he grew up in this mansion since he was a child, he was extremely familiar with every grass and tree, even if he closed his eyes, he could not fall, and find out every room with its own purpose.

He sold the house for soup kitchen, and he did not regret it, the only regret was that the victims could not fill their stomachs.

Climb the steps to knock the brass ring on the door, call a few times, still no one open the door, just when Defu felt strange, the door flashed open, and a middle-aged man with moles on his eyebrows showed half of his face.

"Defu?" Song Qikai's eyes widened in surprise, and then, tears welled up, "Do you have anything to eat? I haven't eaten for five days." ”

Perhaps afraid of Defu's suspicions, Song Qikai sobbed again: "The family originally had a little rice, but it was not enough to eat at all. ”

Defu is kind-hearted, but he is not a fool, Song Qikai said that he had no food, but his body always blocked the door, if it wasn't for something at home, how could he be unwilling to open the door?

"I didn't come to ask you for rice. Defu said calmly: "I want you to find me a few helpers......"

Putting the plan out, Song Qikai's expression didn't change for a long time, and he suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Defu, are you stupid?"

Now, even if there is water to water the land, it will be a few months after the rice is ripe, and the people in the village will die long ago if they hope to get rice from there. ”

The piercing laughter made Defu feel a little angry.

"I have a way to make the rice grow faster!"

Song Qikai raised his eyebrows and said, "Then tell me, what can you do?"

"I ......" Defu thought of Gu Yuan's instructions when he came, sighed, and said, "I can't tell you." ”

The door slammed shut, and Song Qikai's voice came from afar in the courtyard, "Song Defu, I think you are suffering from madness." ”