"Fourth Uncle, you've got the wrong person, I'm not an immortal, my name is Gu Wenzhu, and Xiaoyi's aunt is my stepmother." Gu Wenzhu stood there at a loss.
Uncle, enough is enough! Is there a little festival|Fuck? Xia Yi just wanted to roll his eyes.
Cheng Ming is still crying, and he is quite sincere, "Xianzun, you have been wandering around for more than 20 years. We have searched for you many times and have not seen anyone. I am still wondering if you have soared, so you are Came here and became a farmer."
Gu Wen looked at Xia Yi helplessly, Xia Yi shook his head and said that he had no choice. He pointed to his head again, meaning that Cheng Ming had a problem with his brain.
"That, Fourth Uncle, come here." Xia Yi retreated to the edge of the yard.
After Cheng Ming came over with tears in his eyes, Xia Yi said in a low voice, "Enough, Xiao Ming, you are too much, and what kind of immortal do you call my brother Zhuo? Let me tell you, my brother Zhu is a good person. , even if you don't pretend to be stupid, he will take you in."
"Don't chase brothers, show some respect. Do you know who he is? It's our Qishan Sect's Immortal Venerable. Although you saved me, if you disrespect our Immortal Venerable, I will still turn against you." Cheng Ming said solemnly.
"179, is he addicted to acting?" Xia Yi was shocked, carefully observing Cheng Ming's expression, seeing that he didn't seem to be a fake, and he began to doubt in his heart.
"You're not acting? Then why do you think he's your Immortal Venerable?"
"It's not a belief, it's a fact. He is indeed the Immortal Venerable Cangyi of our Qishan faction."
After the ball is over, something really went wrong.
"179, I don't think he's pretending, otherwise his acting skills are too good, he seems to have worn out his brain." The more Xia Yi looked at Cheng Ming, the more he felt that there was something wrong with him.
"Host, I have already reported this issue to the main system, and I will hand it over to the technical system to investigate to see if there are mental problems such as delirium, hallucinations, and role-playing because of the time-travel." The system said seriously.
"That's good." Xia Yi was relieved, and then he felt that something was wrong, "Technical system? Is it a three-month pyramid scheme to sell that?"
"What's MLM|selling? That's for exchange and learning." 179 is a little dissatisfied, it's fine if you attack me normally, host, even my colleagues attack.
"Now we have morning meetings every day and recite positive quotations together, and the mental outlook of the system has been improved and improved." 179 defended angrily, seeing that Xia Yi did not say a word, he softened his tone and continued: "If you are with me Buy five chips here, let me be a third-level manager, and I will forgive you."
You still say this is exchange learning? No wonder these Qishan faction people wear this way one by two.
Xia Yi walked to Gu Wenzhu's side, "My fourth uncle has a bad mind. He insists that he is from the cultivator sect, and that you are their Immortal Venerable. Brother Zhu, just follow him, whatever he says is good. already."
"Okay, I will listen to you. Besides, he is your fourth uncle. I should have taken good care of him." Gu Wenzhu replied in a low voice, "Tomorrow I will ask the doctor to come and show him."
"No need, he'll be fine after a while." Xia Yi refused decisively, this time-travel sequelae is not something that a few natives can be optimistic about. "I'll boil some refreshing medicine for him to drink first."
Gu Wenzhu nodded, the problem in his mind is indeed incurable, "Don't save money, the money is in that small cabinet, bring more when you go to get medicine."
"I see, let's cook, I'm hungry." Xia Yi said loudly, and hurriedly pushed Gu Wen into the kitchen.
"Xianzun still wants to cook?" Cheng Ming gasped, "Aren't you serving him?"
In the kitchen, Gu Wenzhu began to pour the vegetables into the pot and stir fry. "Shuh", the fumes rose, and then grabbed a few dried chili peppers and threw them in, Xiaoyi likes spicy food. After flipping the pot a few times, the tempting aroma began to waft. Pick a piece with chopsticks and taste it. Yes, take the plate and start the pot.
Cheng Ming stood at the door with a dazed expression, watching Gu Wenzhu skillfully cooking and serving dishes, and felt that everything in front of him was an illusion.
"Let's not say that our immortals are standing in front of a dusty earthen stove to cook vegetables, we can't smell the smell of oil smoke. We only drink the water from Yunli Spring, and the cranes fly to the spring thousands of miles away every day to get two dendrobium. In this way, the water quality can be guaranteed to be pure and unpolluted. He still wears his sleeves and trousers legs and carries a hoe into the fields? Immortal Venerable Cangyi wears white clothes all year round, elegant and dusty. make it."
"Is Xianzun here to transcend tribulation?"
"And he doesn't know me anymore, did he forget me? Impossible, Immortal Venerable has cultivated to the realm of God Transformation, and he remembers things no matter how long ago. Besides, even if he forgets everyone, he will not forget the one he loves the most. Xiao Ming."
"Could it be that you lost your memory?"
Gu Wenzhu fried a plate of bacon and bean sprouts that Xia Yi loved, and mixed a handful of fragrant garlic sprouts. Xia Yi didn't touch the fatty meat, picked up a piece and ate the lean one, and threw the rest of the unevenly eaten fat into Gu Wenzhu's bowl.
Under Cheng Ming's shocked gaze, Gu Wenzhu calmly picked up half a piece of fat and ate it.
Early the next morning, Xia Yi got up. The radishes in the field are about to mature when they are fertilized again, and they have to be busy today.
After having breakfast and having a greasy farewell ceremony with Gu Wenzhu, he took two steamed buns and two hoes, hummed a song and came to the courtyard of the old house.
"Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming." Xia Zhu started to wake Cheng Ming up. "Xiao Ming, it's time to get up and work."
Cheng Ming opened the courtyard door with a bitter face, stretched out his hand to take the steamed bun, and muttered to go down with Xia Yi. "When I was in the sect, there were children waiting to get up every day. Although I have been fasting for a long time, I occasionally taste a little delicacy, such as this kind of steamed bread, which is used by the servants of the sect. Every day I go to the top of the mountain to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, After the breathing is finished, I concentrate on my cultivation, how can I go to the fields and cultivate the land.”
Xia Yi smiled coldly and put his hand in front of Cheng Ming, "If you don't eat it, give it back to me. After you wake up today, Immortal Venerable Cang Yi, you first made breakfast for us, then fed the dogs, cows and chicken feces, and now you go to the fields to farm. Now. As your Immortal Venerable, he doesn't have a single complaint."
Cheng Ming cautiously squeezed the steamed bun in his hand and closed his mouth.
When they got to the ground, Xia Yi threw a hoe to Cheng Ming, "Go, loosen the soil on each radish, be careful, don't scratch the skin."
Cheng Ming reluctantly took the hoe and began to dig gently in the ground.
Suddenly, his movements stopped. He saw a piece of soil digging open by him, revealing a bit of the radish skin. He put the hoe aside, squatted down and gently pushed away the soil around the radish, his eyes suddenly widened.
Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he pushed the soil away a little more. Immediately, ecstasy appeared on his face, and he said with a trembling voice: "Heavenly Spirit Fruit, this is Heavenly Spirit Fruit."
Come again and again.
Xia Yi leaned on the hoe and felt powerless.
"179, have you responded to your feedback?" Xia Yi began to call the system. "Traveling has worn out the brain, and there is a more and more serious trend."
"I just reported the situation yesterday, and the technical system did a detailed inspection. However, after some inspections, no problem was found. The technical system felt that it needed to strengthen business training, and went out to study." 179 replied.
Fine.
So, Cheng Ming was looking at the radishes one by one this morning, laughing so hard that he could not see his teeth but his eyes, "I have never seen such a large and so many Heavenly Spirit Fruits, and the quality is still so good. I saw it once during the party. It was shown to us by the door owner of the door. It is much worse than this, and it is concealed, as if we are missing a piece at a glance.”
"It's actually full of Tianlingguo, and the door owner of the door will be stupid when he sees it, hahahahaha."
"This is a cultivation that can last at least a hundred years."
"It's a pity that my fellow apprentices can't see such a spectacle." He began to choke again.
Xia Yi couldn't help it anymore, "If you want to plant the land, just plant it well, guarding a border of radishes and going crazy for a whole morning."
Cheng Ming looked at him dissatisfiedly, "Tianlingguo, you say it's a radish, do you think I don't know radish?"
Xia Yi nodded with a sneer and dragged Cheng Ming forward. When he came to someone else's radish field, he opened a finger and asked him, "What is this?"
"A radish." Cheng An answered as a matter of course, and seemed to be dissatisfied with Xia Yi asking such a question.
Huh? I am cured
He dragged him to the side of his field again, pointed to the radish in the field and asked, "What is this?"
"Heavenly Spirit Fruit." Cheng Ming replied with a smirk.
Is this him!
Why can't you recognize my radish? Intermittent seizures
"Forget it, I won't argue with you. Let's go, go back to lunch." It was noon, and these few days were not too busy, so Brother Zhu might have already prepared lunch.
"I don't want to eat it, I want to guard the fruit here." Cheng Ming waved his hand without raising his head, and then said again, "Just bring me two steamed buns when you come over after eating."
Xia Yi didn't call him anymore, and walked home for dinner.