Chapter 19 Don't be a shrinking turtle

The anxious and guilty look in the direction of the night and find that he was studying a mushroom trampoline, so he put his heart down.

He said with a serious face, "Don't teach bad children, don't respect the old."

Spore shook his head and said with a smile, "You are still so shy. No wonder you haven't found your wife. Unfortunately, I prefer women. If I think about men one day, I will be the first to consider you.

After saying that, she ignored her murderous eyes and went to the garden to pick mushrooms.

Next to it, the general night had found the principle of the mushroom trampoline, jumped on it, found that the mushroom was quite strong, and jumped up there.

When he returned to work in the field in the afternoon, he was still recalling the taste of mushroom rice under the mushroom soup. Although Ju's mother's superb cooking skills made him sleepy, he still felt that this was one of the best lunches he had ever had.

And it was eaten for nothing. Later, Mr. Jiaozuo told him in a proud tone that even the smallest mushroom in the mushroom garden was thousands of ink coins, and only he could take people to eat and drink in it for free.

As simple as an old farmer, Jiaozuo can also brag. He can eat and drink in the mushroom garden for free, because he dedicates a serving of his own refined medicinal herbs every month to his "baozi" to maintain his youth.

Hearing Jiao Zuo say that a small mushroom can be sold for thousands of ink coins, and his eyes were full of gold coins. He took Jiao Zuo's hand and said, "Teacher, can you teach me how to grow mushrooms? This mushroom is a gold coin. If I plant mushrooms in my field, it will become a golden mountain.

When Jiao Zuo heard the words of the general night, he couldn't help laughing at his apprentice.

"Mushroom? I can also grow them, but if the mushrooms I grow can be sold at such a high price, then I can sleep in a crystal palace.

It turned out that Lord Spore, one of the four chief elders of the original ink hall, was a natural magician who could control the power of spores and bacteria. The mushrooms she planted contain an extraordinary breath of life, which is very beneficial to the body, especially the warrior's body, and even some mushrooms can directly increase their positive power. Naturally, this mushroom is also worth a lot of money.

The disillusioned general night had to silently wave his little hoe and began to do the job of the old cattle ploughing.

In the afternoon, Jiaozuo showed the night how to apply the first plant fertilizer to beans and cauliflower on a small piece of land they had hoeed. Then, he talked about some precautions for sowing, the number of seeds to be placed, the spacing of sowing and other basic knowledge.

After explaining these things, Jiaozuo patted his buttocks and left. Jiang Ye still quietly hoped that Jiaozuo could help him hoe for a while, so that he could be more relaxed.

Seeing the remaining nine-tenths of the land, I had a headache at night. He put the hoe in the field with regret, sat on the wooden handle, touched the roots of his already blistered fingers, and became depressed.

He released Xuan from the sea of knowledge. The lazy man was still sleeping at noon, as if the boss didn't want to get up. He rubbed his little eyes with his fat turtle hand and muttered: Boss, why did you let me out on such a hot day?

knocked the night on the mysterious turtle. Head, said viciously: Are you still a good buddy? I'm exhausted here. You sleep in the clouds. It's so unfair, so I called you out and let's hoe the ground together.

After listening to it, Xuan looked into his bag. After a while, some small things were spit out by him and put them back.

This doesn't work. It can only be used to cut down trees...

This doesn't work either. There is not enough yin force to use...

No...

......

Finally, Xuan spit out a big thing like a loach and said, "Okay, this is the underground digging of earthworms."

This special earthworm has a spiral of sharp iron on its body, circles around its body. Its body is full of elasticity and can be bent at will. There is a handle at the back, and there is a white energy crystal in the position of the handle.

Xuan proudly took this so-called "digging earthworm underground" and said, "This is the treasure left by my parents to me to find ore underground. It was used when I was looking for food when I was a child. At that time, I didn't know how to escape.

It is also very simple to use. As long as you inject your yin force into this magic crystal, the leaves on this baby can rotate quickly. The blades are made of special metal, which are so sharp that they can penetrate even steel. It is used to plow for you.

He lifted the "digging earthworm" with his hand at night, which was much lighter than he expected. It seemed that the metal was not only strong, but also light. Jiang Ye input his negative power into it and was shocked. The leaves on the "digging earthworm" turned crazily, drilled down vigorously, and pulled Ye to fall upside down.

The gray-faced general Ye shouted angrily to Xuan, "Come on, you didn't say anything in advance, which made me eat all the earth and didn't feel good."

However, this guy's firepower makes him very satisfied.

"Big boss, you suffered a loss last time. You don't have a good memory, and you blame me." Xuan was injured and found a shady corner to nest up, drilled into the soil and fell asleep.

The night slowly input his own yin power this time, slowly mastered the skills, controlled the "big earthworm" to move forward, and the leaves rotated happily in the field and slowly moved forward.

The night seems to have entered the industrial society from the primitive society overnight, replacing the hoe with a "big earthworm". He has fallen in love with this fun and useful "game" of farmland.

However, with only a dozen yin power, he has exhausted his yin power in less than an hour. With the help of the "big earthworm", he has ploughed one-fifth of the land.

Ye thought that his cultivation is still too weak. If his cultivation reaches the next stage, the negative power will reach 100, and he can finish this land in an afternoon.

There is no ploughing ground, only tired cattle.

It seems that I have to continue to use my own hoe. He tried to use his own positive power, and accidentally found that he would not be tired quickly, and his speed of hoeing the ground was much faster.

After a whole day, a quarter of the 400 square meters of the night has been completed, and his own yang and yin are almost exhausted.

Before going to bed, he recited the magic spell. His mental fatigue has been relieved a lot, but his physical fatigue can only be supplemented by sleep.

Nothing to say all night.

When he got up the next day, he habitually tested his positive and yin power. He was surprised to find that his yang and yin power had improved overnight. Now his yin power is 21, and his yang power is 19. He realized that his yin and yang power were consumed through labor, and when he recovered from sleep, his cultivation could be quickly improved.

What he doesn't know is that this kind of thing will only have an obvious effect on him, because because he learns the lazy scriptures, he will still enter the practice mode of lazy people's heart practice even when he sleeps.

If others also want to follow this way of practice, then when they are exhausted, what they should do is meditation or meditation, not to sleep cares.

On this night, it is planned to water and build pipes for the newly planted saplings. While watering, he tried his best to protect the saplings so that they could survive in the wind and sand. After a few months, he was familiar with these jobs and finished them in two hours.

The next job is still to connect the pipeline. Now, his "great" project is close to two-thirds. The pipe of the night is going through a small sand dune, and he is piercing with a "big earthworm".

However, something that made him very irritable appeared again. This time it was a nasty parrot. Although this parrot was no different from the others, he still thought of the coquettish fox for the first time.

The parrot stood on the sand dune in the big hole, shouting unscrupulously: "The stinky mouse... Bastard..."

When the night was impatient and jumped on the sand dune to catch it, the parrot flew away again and stopped at a safe distance.

When the night continues to make holes, "stinky mouse... Punch a hole... Bastard..." Such a disgusting voice spread to the ears of the night again.

Jang Ye was a little angry in his heart. He guessed that it must be some bastard who had eaten and had nothing to do here to entertain himself. Last time, the coquettish fox was killed by himself, and this time he was probably going to find the scene.

Jiang Ye pretended not to hear it, quietly withdrew from the hole and jumped up. The bronze horn in his hand was bowed in his hand, and the arrow was winding.

Wow...

An arrow that should have been hit was flashed by the parrot. After all, the parrot has wings and maintains the animal's keen vigilance.

Bastard...

Mouse...

Eight teeth, the uncle can stand it, and the aunt can't stand it.

The night shot out a specially made arrow, and there was a magic bullet with fire attributes on the arrow.

Jing Ye said I would kill him.

The parrot said I flashed.

This expensive arrow shot the anger of the night in the air, and finally just crossed the air and hit the sand a hundred meters away, raising a nameless flame.

The unknown anger in his heart, the night, really couldn't do anything about the parrot in front of him.

The opponent's agility is too high, and it is a bird, unlike an animal on land. The condition triggered by the magic bullet is to touch the physical object. If there is no accuracy, the animal on land may be like that fox. Even if it is not hit, it will be covered by range magic and die.

But the bird flying in the air is different. If you want to kill it with an arrow made of magic bullets, you must shoot it.

Jiang Ye, who wasted three special arrows but returned without success, came to the conclusion that his lame archery should be practiced.

Mouse...

Idiot...

He was still annoyed by the parrot even when he was eating, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Returning to the master's yard, all Jiang Ye could do was to move the target and arrow, and vent his anger on the poor wooden puppet.

Pull the bow, pull the string, and change the arrow.

Lost, come again.

"Hey, night, why don't you go to bed so late?" Xuan asked.

"I'm going to be angry. If I don't clean up the hateful parrot, I can't eat and I can't sleep."

"Isn't it just a parrot? Just think it doesn't exist. Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat because of it.

"Well, if I were a turtle like you, I would also blindfold and think that the world would turn black. Unfortunately, I'm not a turtle, and I'm determined not to be a turtle." Jiang Ye scolded angrily.