The days when the psychic engaged in farming

As for Yaya's identity, everyone in Guancai Bookstore knew nothing about it.

Finally, there was a person suspected of knowing Yaya, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

After seeing this comment, Bai Hu immediately called to Ruan Meng to take a look: "It looks like he really knows Ya Ya."

Ruan Meng didn't make a statement, but after thinking for a while, he just said, "Make an appointment with Shu Jing, let him come to the store again."

Baihu immediately sent a message back to the tree spirit, saying that since he wanted to meet his relatives, of course, the sooner the better.

The Dryad thought for a while, and it was better to hit the sun than to choose a day, so the time was set for this afternoon.

Three hours later, the tree arrived at Ruan Meng's gate in precise time.

As soon as the dryad entered the door, he anxiously wanted to see his "old ancestor".Ruan Meng asked him to sit down and said that he wanted to confirm something.

The Dryad sat on the sofa, the green buds on his head swayed gently, and his eyes couldn't help but wander around, wanting to find his "old ancestor".

Ruan Meng asked, "Do you know Ya Ya?"

"Yaya?" The tree spirit was stunned for a while before realizing that it might be the "ancestor's" name.He nodded with excitement in his eyes, "Of course I know my ancestor. Although I haven't seen him for more than 200 years, I can feel the familiar temperament in him..."

I haven't seen you in over 200 years...

Ruan Meng keenly grasped this point in time, and had a little more trust in what the dryad said.

He thought for a while, then asked again: "You said that Yaya is your ancestor, so are you his descendant?"

The Dryad shook his head and said straight away, "I'm not that convinced, my ancestor is so powerful, if only I were his descendant..."

As early as when the dryad was still a young sapling, he knew that there was an ancestor on the mountain.

No one knows how many years the old ancestor lived.

When the tree spirit's grandfather's grandfather was young, the ancestors lived on the mountain and guarded the peace.

When the Dryad took root, it didn't grow very well.Everyone else fell into the soft soil, only it fell into the crevice of the stone by coincidence.

The so-called survival in the cracks is probably nothing more than that.

The dryad is working hard to grow, but it is still sallow and emaciated.There are two withered and yellow leaves on the thin neck. It is swaying in the wind and rain, and I don't know how long it can last.

However, one day, the dryad was dug away by hand and buried in fertile soil.

The Dryad looked up and saw a pretty face. The man looked at him and smiled, and said, "Grow up well."

grow up well.

These four became the driving force for the tree spirit to grow.

He originally only wanted to grow into a normal small tree, but because that person said to grow up well, the dryad kept growing...

Dryads grow from small saplings to big trees, and from big trees to spirits.

Only later did it realize that it was not human beings who gave it a new life, but the ancestors who had transformed into guards.

The tree spirit originally thought that when he grew up, he would be able to help his ancestors guard the Quartet.

But before it grew up, the ancestors disappeared.

No one knows where the ancestors went.

Some people say that the ancestors were too old to become immortals.

Some people also said that the ancestors were robbed through the sky, and they disappeared between the heaven and the earth if they failed.

Some people say that the ancestors fell in love with human beings and went to the world to marry wives and have children...

Which one sounds like it is true, which one is not true under careful inspection.

At that time, the dryad was just a young sapling and had no ability.

And the ancestors are omnipotent in its eyes.Therefore, the tree spirit has always stubbornly believed that the ancestor must have become a god through cultivation.

But two days ago, when I suddenly saw such an ancestor in Ruan Meng's shop, the dryad didn't react at all.

One is that he stubbornly believed that his ancestor had become a god, so he would not connect that dumpling with his ancestor at all.

But the time has actually passed quite a long time, and the dryad, the breath of the ancestors, is somewhat unfamiliar.

When he got home, he slowly returned to the smell.

"Sir, you don't know, I was really... I never imagined that my ancestor would become what he is now. He was really tall, mighty, handsome and handsome in the past..."

The tree spirit recalled the past kung fu, the "tall, mighty, handsome and handsome" ancestor in his mouth walked over from the balcony at a leisurely pace after basking in the sun.

Seeing this, the Dryad quickly squatted down to pick up the buds.

The two looked at each other, staring at each other for a while, and the tree spirit burst into tears: "Old Ancestor, I have found you! Do you still remember the seedlings you planted with your own hands?"

Yaya was a little embarrassed, she turned to look at Ruan Meng with a straight face, as if she was asking for help.

Ruan Meng received Yaya's signal and took Yaya from the tree spirit, and handed it to the tree spirit to draw paper.

The white tiger, the nine-tailed fox and the octopus witnessed the whole scene from the other end of the sofa.

It is unimaginable that the old man with a wrinkled face yesterday would actually call his ancestors to Yaya.

So, the little Yaya is actually not small at all, is it an old Yaya?

Ruan Meng put Yaya on his lap and didn't say much.He just took out a portrait from his hand, and then showed it to Shu Jing: "Have you seen this person?"

The dryad looked at the portrait and then at Ya Ya, and couldn't help being a little surprised: "This is my ancestor!"

Yaya poked Ruan Meng's hand, wanting to tell him loudly, look, look, so I said it was me.

But considering that the Dryad is still there, Yaya still tries hard to maintain a cold image.

The current posture has no dignity at all, if even the character is destroyed, it will be really shameless.

Ruan Meng glanced at Yaya, then asked the tree spirit: "Can you live in symbiosis with others?"

The tree spirit was taken aback when he heard the words, first shook his head, then nodded lightly: "It is said that very powerful plants can do it, but no one really does this. You know, symbiosis is against the destiny, and it may be counterattacked. No one If you are willing to take your own life to risk the unknown, only a fool would do it..."

"Chirp!" Yaya was very depressed, but couldn't speak out.

By now, Ruan Meng probably understood what was going on.

He looked at Yaya, feeling very complicated——

So, would you rather risk your life to live with yourself?

The dryad didn't know what was going on inside, it just looked at Yaya's current appearance and couldn't help but sigh.

Ruan Meng looked at the tree spirit's hesitation to speak, and couldn't help but said: "If Mr. Tree Spirit has something to say, just say it."

The dryad immediately came to his senses upon hearing the words.He looked at Ruan Meng and asked tentatively, "Sir, you can provide customized services here, right. Then can I customize something for my ancestor?"

Ruan Meng raised his eyelids, stared straight at the dryad and raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to order for him?"

"Xi Soil." The Tree Spirit corrected his expression, and then said, "I want to customize Xi Soil for my ancestors, that kind of endless sacred soil... But sir, such things as Xi Soil are really hard to find, and the price should be It's not cheap either... Well, I'm getting nervous recently, can I choose to pay in installments?"

Ruan Meng sent the tree spirit away, turned around and said to Ya Ya: "So, you need to rest the soil, right?"

According to the dryad, the soil is endless, representing endless life.

If we can find this kind of sacred soil and plant the ancestors, maybe we can grow back the lost divine power, so that the tall and mighty ancestors will appear again.

"Chirp!" Yaya looked at Ruan Meng with bright eyes.

Now that we know that there is such a thing as interest soil, no matter whether it is useful or not, we have to find it and try it.

On the same day, Guancai Bookstore released the land acquisition information.

Soon, a large number of people replied, saying that they had interest soil in their hands.

But after talking with them, I discovered that none of them were true breath soil.

Ruan Meng has long been prepared in his heart for something that is hard to come by like Xi Rang.

If you can find it, it's the best, if you can't find it, find another way.

Either way, it's worth doing whatever it takes to get the buds into shape.

However, more than ten days have passed, and there is still no progress in collecting soil.

Even Ya Ya, who started to get excited, slowly accepted the reality, basking in the sun every day, but didn't look in the mirror again.

Just when everyone was giving up hope, Guancai Bookstore suddenly received a message——

Jingle: Brother Hu, are you there?

Guancai Bookstore pre-sale Hu Ge: Yes, what’s the matter?

Jingle: Brother Hu, I just came back from a trip in Eastern Europe and saw your news about land acquisition.It just so happens that I have some soil here, and I want to give it to you.

Guancai Bookstore Pre-sale Brother Hu: Thank you for your kindness.But the soil we collected this time is not ordinary soil, so I can only say thank you.

Jingle: The soil here is not ordinary soil.Brother Hu, you don't know, I've been in the human world for so many years, but I rely on it for my living!

Poor ghosts are really poor. They have no money and no work for a long time in the human world.

In desperation, he could only choose to eat soil to satisfy his hunger.

Over the years, the poor ghost has eaten black soil, loess soil, red soil...

Sticky, dry, sandy...

It can be said that as long as there is no soil that poor ghosts have not eaten.

But the most delicious soil that poor ghosts eat is the soil grown in their own homes.

It seems that the amount is not large, but no matter how the poor eat, the amount of soil will not decrease at all.

Jingle: How much I eat and how much I grow from this soil is amazing!However, my golden silkworm baby doesn't seem to like eating soil very much. I was gradually changed, and I got money again, so I basically said goodbye to eating soil.

So, do you want my family to fetch the soil?

It's really free!