"Gurgle... Giggle..."

In the Kira tent, covered with white soft fur, a beautiful woman lay on the bed with a snow-white fox in her arms.

Suddenly, when I opened my eyes, I saw Mei'er's teeth snorting up and down, trembling and drilling into her arms, as if she wanted to seek a little warmth and comfort.

Seeing it like this, the beautiful woman thought it was having a nightmare, and hurriedly shouted, "Mei'er, Mei'er..."

"Hmm..."

Hearing the master's voice, Mei'er woke up in a daze, and immediately got into the master's arms, lying tightly on the two soft and majestic snow peaks, and did not dare to leave for a moment.

It seems to be enjoying it.

"Mei'er, are you having a nightmare?" said the beautiful woman.

"The slave didn't have nightmares. ”

Mei'er shook her head and said angrily: "It's all to blame for that Gongliang, what kind of weird stories are there." The story was so horrible, so scary, the slave was scared to death. ”

"Oh, what a story, it scares me a little bit when I tell it. ”

The glamorous woman reclined on the bed with her hands on her hands, and her graceful undulating figure revealed a thousand styles.

Mei'er thought about it and proposed: "The master still doesn't listen to it, the story is so terrifying, the master will be like a slave when he listens to it, and he will be so scared that he can't sleep." ”

The glamorous woman sneered, "Speak." ”

Helpless, Mei'er had no choice but to say, "That's a story that happened in another mortal world, telling a story about a tomb robbery that lacks virtue and smokes, called 'Ghost Blowing the Lamp'." Tomb robbing is not sightseeing, not poetry, not painting and embroidery......"

Today, Mi Gu seems to be very energetic, and he still doesn't sleep very late, lying on his belly, looking at it with wide eyes, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" said Gongliangqi.

"Baba, occasionally listen to stories, good stories, different stories. ”

Miya said with wide eyes.

Today's little friend's incident made her feel a sense of crisis, so she planned to find Baba to ask for a different story. Otherwise, everyone has heard her story, and no one will listen to her story in the future?

"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"Baba, I occasionally have to listen to the story before going to sleep. ”

Seeing the little guy's serious eyes, Gongliang had no choice but to find a good story to tell her.

For the little guy, it is naturally impossible for him to tell her any stories such as Kong Rong letting pears, Sima Guang smashing the tank, two mice stealing eggs, three little pigs, three little monks without water, three mice stealing lamp oil, the big bad wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, etc., so he found a very popular "Dou Po" in his previous life and told it.

"Then Baba will tell you a good story, which is in a place called Dou Qi Continent, where the things that people cultivate are not called True Qi, but Dou Qi. ...... Looking at the five big characters on the surface of the test magic stone tablet, the young man was expressionless, there was a touch of self-deprecation at the corner of his lips, and the clenched palm was deeply pierced into the palm because of the strength, causing the slightly sharp nails to pierce deep into the palm, bringing bursts of pain that pierced the heart......"

Yuan Roll was sleeping, but when he heard the movement, his ears moved, and he immediately leaned over to listen.

Xiao Xiangxiang also listened attentively.

"Xinyue, I heard a nice story today, do you want to listen to it?"

A girl who sat cross-legged, looking weak, glanced at it and said, "Another story I heard in the valley?"

"Hmm... Do you listen?"

"It's a long night, so let's talk about it. ”

"Then I'll just say it, ahem..."

Bai He cleared his throat, followed the appearance of Gongliang, lowered his voice, and said in a dark and strange tone: "This is a story that happened in another mortal world, telling a story about a tomb robbery that lacks virtue and smokes, called 'Ghost Blowing the Lamp'..."

On this night, there was a story called "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" that was secretly circulated in the Miaodao Immortal Sect.

Some people listened disdainfully, some people were indifferent, and some people didn't tell them to get up and cultivate, they got up and dressed and walked out, but they were trembling with fear. Many people were so attracted by the storyline that they came to the cliff clearing in front of the Xiawo Valley early the next day to wait.

"Hmm..."

When the morning sun shone through the window, Gongliang stretched out and woke up.

When I turned my head, I saw that Mi Gu and Yuan Pian were still asleep. Last night, they listened to the story in the middle of the night, and they were probably tired. So I didn't tell them to get up and cultivate, got up and got dressed, and walked out.

After rinsing and exercising outside, he headed out into the valley.

Mr. Gongjia, Narigaki Gong, and Ji Lao had already gotten up and watched from the edge of the field after eating. But the desolate people were roasting the meat of the beast and preparing breakfast. These guys can only eat barbecue, and it's hard to get them to cook something else.

When Gongliang saw it, he said to them: "It's not good to eat barbecue all day long, you see which desolate person in the sect has a good meal, let him come over and cook for you, you can call a few more people, the price is easy to say." ”

When a desolate man heard this, he immediately came to his senses and said, "Childe, the bear girl in the bear department can cook." However, they eat a lot of food, and they also need to be paid with spiritual rice, and most people are reluctant to ask them to cook. ”

Isn't the Fu Bear Department the tribe of the small-eyed bear thirteen with careful eyes?

Gongliang waved his hand and said in a grand manner: "It's not bad for this little bit of spiritual rice, just call them over." ”

"Then I'll go. The desolate man did not care to eat, but immediately ran out.

Gongliang shook his head again and again, stepped forward and greeted Mr. Gongjia and the others: "Mr. Gongjia, Chengyuan Gong, Ji Lao, you are early." ”

"Early. ”

"Early. ”

"Early. Mr. Gongjia answered, and said: "The warehouse that Gongzi ordered to be built when he left has been completed by the Tiangong Academy, do you want to go and see it?" ”

Gongliang looked up, and on a mountain peak on the edge of the spiritual field in the valley, a row of houses was towering, which was the treasury built by the Tiangong Academy.

The storeroom looked big and imposing.

Gongliang looked at it and said, "No need, I'll go another day, how about this harvest?"

Mr. Gongjia touched his beard under his chin and said: "Previously, Gongzi planted forty acres of dragon teeth and harvested a total of 26,000 catties of Linggu, forty acres of phoenix feathers and 23,000 catties of Linggu, and one acre of purple rice and 1,438 catties of Linggu. This is the weight of the shell, if it is shelled, it is estimated that it will be less than 30%. Although the harvest is not comparable to the spiritual field planted by the sect, the spiritual field in the valley has been abandoned for too long, and it is not much different from the raw field, and it is not easy to have this yield. ”

"Hmm..."

Gongliang nodded, there was room for fruit, but he didn't actually see this harvest in his eyes.

Looking ahead, the harvested spiritual fields had been turned over, and the spirit beast spirit bird manure that was specially used by the sect to fertilize the fields was maintained. The spiritual field that has been planted in the spiritual valley cannot be planted again, and it must be cultivated for a period of time before it can be planted again, so as not to reduce the spiritual energy in the spiritual field and damage the quality of the spiritual field.

Outside the harvested spiritual field, the newly planted demon taro, demon sunflower, jade millet, and tiger bean grow well, green and lush, and it is very gratifying.

On the hillside, because of the abundant spiritual energy, all the spiritual fruits are green and vibrant, and some have already bloomed.

Gongliang looked around, and wanted to go back to the building to eat, but suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but ask Mr. Gongjia: "Sir, in the sect, can anyone raise beasts and birds?"

"Naturally, there are, but most of them are among the Twelve Immortal Mansions, and the Six Caves and Nine Peaks are rare. ”

"What do you raise?"

"There are many types, but most of them are chickens, ducks, geese, etc., which are easy to raise, and there are very few animals, such as mountain paste, moose, deer, etc. Those of us who practice take more pills, absorb spiritual energy to cultivate, and eat less meat. In addition, there are beasts in the mountains, and there are many fish in the sea, and they can't eat them, so why should they raise them, so there are fewer people to raise. ”

"Oh..."

Gongliang wanted to find out what spirit birds and spirit beasts there were in the sect, and he planned to raise them in the valley for food, but he didn't expect that there were so few varieties. But it can be raised in the Miaodao Immortal Sect, and it is also an extraordinary product to think about.

There are already chickens and ducks in his space, so there is no need to raise them.

So, he asked, "I don't know what breed that goose is and what it tastes like." ”

"If you want to talk about this goose, it has quite a history. It was originally a mortal product, and was later brought into the sect by the Great Confucian, and actually fornicated with the lion and tiger, giving birth to a strange goose species, and over time, it multiplied and became a kind of spiritual thing. Its goose head shape is like a lion, tiger feathers, although the claws are goose claws, but like a tiger strong and mighty, it is unusual, the sect is called a lion tiger goose. Its meat is delicious, especially the pair of goose feet, which is very chewy, and many people in the sect praise it. If Childe likes it, I'll buy a few and come back. ”

"A few are too few, buy more seedlings and raise them back. ”

"That thing is very big and very edible, and I am afraid that there will not be enough food in the valley if I raise too much. ”

"Then buy a little less and throw them in the mountains and let them feed on their own. ”

"Good. ”

In addition to the mountain paste, Gongliang asked Mr. Gongjia to buy some mountain paste, elk, deer to raise, and also bought some chickens and ducks. Although there is space, the varieties in the sect may be better, and they can be replaced when the time comes.

After the order, he chatted with Mr. Gongjia and others for a while, and then returned to Feixia Tower.

They were still sleeping, and Gongliang told them to get up and eat. It just so happened that the three sisters of the Yan family finished cultivating, so they ate together.

They ate on it, but the pets and people outside gathered more and more.

After eating, the three sisters of the Yan family began to do their homework. Yan Jingshu is reading, Yan Yanshu is painting, and Yan Yushu is practicing calligraphy. Although she has no parents, her eldest sister is like a mother, and Yan Jingshu has not fallen behind for a moment in the education of her two younger sisters.

Gongliang had nothing to do, took out the "Yujing Sutra" given by the third senior brother and read it, this scripture sent by Dongmeng Zhonggong not only has the detailed division of each realm, but also his personal cultivation insight, which is very helpful to his practice.

Seeing that they were busy one by one, he took out the animal skins and furs and spread them on the ground next to Gongliang, curled up and fell asleep.

Baba was reading, and Mi Gu didn't dare to disturb.

But she has nothing to do, so bored, so she flapps her wings, looks left and right, looks at this and that, and has no time to be idle.

The little guy's least favorite thing is writing and reading, so Yan Yanshu, who is painting, is very interested, so he flew to her side and watched. Yan Shuyu held the pen with a wave, and an undulating mountain appeared, and a few more points, a few bushes of lush greenery, and a few more strokes, a few fierce beasts flew over the forest.

It looked so magical, Mi Gu's eyes couldn't help but widen.