CHAPTER XLIII

The next morning, Shen Xingsoul woke up and washed up, and after breakfast, he took the white beast to the man in black's house.

The old man wanted to intercede for Shen Xingsoul, but was politely rejected by Shen Xingsoul, after all, it was planted by others, and it was picked by small beasts, and it was natural for him to help others plant it himself.

The little white beast was lazily lying on Shen Xingsoul's shoulder, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and along the way, Shen Xingsoul launched ideological education work on the little beast, hoping that it could understand things and not cause trouble everywhere.

As he spoke, he walked, and after a while, he came to the door of the man in black.

Although one of the two families is at the entrance of the village and the other is at the end of the village, the village itself is not large, only a dozen families.

It has been almost two months since Shen Xingsoul came to the village unconsciously, and he is also familiar with his neighbors, and he has met many people to greet each other along the way.

The people in the village are simple and simple, and they will greet each other when they meet, and Shen Xingsoul has fully adapted to life here.

Stand at the man's door and knock softly. After a while, there was the sound of footsteps.

Squeak!

The door opened, and the man in black stood at the door, waving his hand to Shen Xingsoul to signal him to come in.

"Not bad, know to keep promises. ”

Unexpectedly, the man in black opened his mouth to say such a sentence, and Shen Xingsoul touched his nose embarrassedly.

"Okay, I don't talk nonsense, this flower is a strange seed, it is very difficult to grow it, and I also keep it in the garden every day to take care of it. ”

"But now that it has stolen not much left, I will not embarrass you, and plant this nursery for me, so that you don't have to come again. ”

"Then please tell me how to plant this flower, and by the way, you can plant it for me. ”

The man in black nodded, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and handed it to Shen Xingsoul.

"This flower is called Drunken Fairy Flower, I found it after I traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers, and there are three conditions that must be met if you want to plant this flower. ”

"First, this flower must grow in the most special black soil, and you don't have to think about that, my flower garden is full of this kind of soil. ”

"Second, the flower must be watered with dew, and it is the dew that has shone from the first rays of the morning sun, and a flower must have about that cup of dew. ”

The man in black pointed to a cup not far away, which could probably hold a large mouthful of water.

But all the flowers in this garden have to be watered, and it is not a small amount.

"Thirdly, my flower is most afraid of bees and insects, as long as they pick the nectar, they will die, you have to remember. ”

Shen Xingsoul nodded, and said in his heart that there was no other way, let's do the work.

Step into the garden and come to this most special flower garden.

The flower beds are on either side of a path, no more than twenty or thirty meters long, on which are planted this drunken fairy flower.

Shen Xingsoul began to pull up all the original plants that were picked up by the little beast, this flower is different, it only blooms once in a lifetime, and it can bloom for half a year at a time.

After Shen Xingsoul pulled out the plant, he began to loosen the soil, and the white beast wanted to slip away, but was grabbed by Shen Xingsoul, first, he was afraid that it would harm others again, and secondly, he left it to work together.

The little white beast had a reluctant face, and as it worked, it drew circles on the ground with its paws.

Loosen the soil, Shen Xingsoul dug small pits one by one, not too shallow, otherwise it will not be able to take root, nor too deep, otherwise it will not sprout.

Shen Xingsoul dug a pit in front of him, and behind the white beast put seeds into the pit one by one, and put one to cover the soil with his little paws.

One man and one beast worked hard all morning, and finally disposed of all the flower seeds.

Some of them are buried in the soil, waiting to take root and sprout, and some of them are eaten as snacks by the little white beasts.

When Shen Xingsoul found out, the little white beast licked his lips unsatisfied, and the appearance seemed to be reminiscing, so frightened that Shen Xingsoul hurriedly grabbed the cloth bag and sowed the seeds himself.

The man in black had a very quiet morning, sitting in the courtyard, basking in the sun, holding a book in his hand, and on a stone table not far away, there were pastries and tea, and a pot of orchids.

The man in black raised his head from time to time to look at the orchid, smiled slightly, lowered his head and continued to read, and sometimes whispered a few words to the pot of orchids.

At the end of the morning, Shen Xingsoul left the man in black with the white beast, and now he had planted the seeds, just waiting for the early morning tomorrow to go to collect the dew.

Back at the old man's house, the old man had already prepared a meal, and Shen Xingsoul was indeed hungry.

The old man looked at the man and beast and laughed, and reached out to take out two wooden cards from his arms.

The wooden plaque is threaded with red string and carved with fine veins.

The old man handed one of them to Shen Xingsoul, and Shen Xingsoul took it in his hand, feeling that it was not like ordinary wood.

The veins are delicate and beautiful, and there is a Shen character engraved in the middle of the wooden plaque.

Shen Xingsoul took it and put it on his wrist, and looked at it and liked it very much.

"Child, this is what I have carved in the past two months, I know that you are not ordinary people, but you came here because of fate, if one day I leave, you see this wood ornament, I hope to think of me as an old man. ”

Shen Xingsoul felt a little blocked in his heart, but he didn't know what to say, so he nodded heavily.

The old man is old, birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world, and Shen Xingsoul has no ability to change anything.

The little white beast took the wooden sign handed over by the old man, which was very exquisite, and its appearance was engraved in the middle, which looked vivid and lively.

The little beast couldn't put it down, its big eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and it wanted to take it on its wrist to learn the appearance of Shen Xing's soul, but its wrist was too small to hang the wooden card.

Shen Xingsoul helped it hang around his neck, and the little white beast looked down and was very happy, ran to the old man's shoulder, and rubbed the old man's face with his head, making the old man laugh.

After lunch, the old man sat alone in the courtyard, holding a piece of wood in his left hand and a carving knife in his right, not knowing what he was carving.

The old man is a craftsman, and the things he carves are so lifelike that he will be robbed even if he takes them to the market, but after all, the old man is getting older, his eyes are getting worse and worse, and his body is not good, unlike the carving that he used to concentrate on.

Shen Xingsoul came to the old man's side and watched quietly, the old man's movements were very skillful, the carving knife was easy in his hand, just a moment of effort, an eagle appeared on the piece of wood, as if it was about to spread its wings, and the eagle struck the sky.

After finishing carving, he turned to look at Shen Xingsoul beside him and said:

"Want to learn?"

Shen Xingsoul looked at the hope in the old man's eyes, and he nodded.

The old man smiled slightly, handed the carving knife in his hand to Shen Xingsoul, picked up a piece of wood from the ground, and taught Shen Xingsoul the method of carving.

For a whole afternoon, this old man and young man carved all kinds of animals in the courtyard, although Shen Xingsoul was a monk, but he didn't know anything about carving, he didn't have any concept at first, and he couldn't see the carved things at all.

Slowly, under the guidance of the old man, he had a meaning or two, and seeing that it was getting late, the old man spoke:

"You have to practice diligently, I have already told you everything you should tell, the rest is left to practice, I will give you my carving knife, it is not a precious thing, but it has also accompanied me for more than thirty years, you put it away." ”

Seeing that the old man was so solemn, Shen Xingsoul put away the carving knife and bowed deeply to the old man.