Senda grows delicious food [Rebirth]

The night was quiet and there was no wind or cloud, but Mr. Hawthorn still lit the oil lamp, spread a mat on the ground by the light, cut a piece of fabric made of Tai Chi silk and spread it on it, and finally opened the cotton bag, wrapped it with soft branches. Take a large ball of cotton and spread it evenly over the fabric.

This is a technical job, the thickness of the cotton should be uniform, some vacant parts have to be filled with cotton balls torn into small pieces, and then patted so that the cotton can stick together.Mr. Hawthorn's branches are very flexible and tap the cotton gently until the shape of the whole quilt is perfect before covering it with another piece of fabric.Shaking the branches, Mr. Hawthorn sat down on a smooth stone and began to thread the needle and stitch the quilt core.

Mr. Hawthorn is busy sewing quilt cores here, and the demon cultivators in Tengzhou City are not idle either.They meditate during the day and take a rest, and at night they are full of energy. They left the yard and began to search for young and middle-aged men from door to door, and picked them out and threw them into the trap.

"In five days, we can go in and see if there are any mortal corpses." A magician said in a good mood.

"That's right, I will be able to continuously obtain corpses in the future, as well as the souls of these mortals."

A magic cultivator jumped out from behind a low wall, carrying a muscular young man on his shoulders, he said with some doubts: "I always feel that I have been to this house before, and this young man looks familiar."

"Hmph, mortals are just ants, they all look the same, don't talk nonsense, just throw them into the trap."

"That's right." The demon cultivator seemed to feel that he couldn't accept the familiarity of mortals, so he ran away with the young man on his shoulders and threw it outside the trap.It's just that I don't know if it has something to do with my illusion. The demon cultivator always feels that the next few houses he went to have been in before, and the mortals inside are somewhat familiar.But thinking that these mortals might all look the same, Mo Xiu didn't take it to heart.

Same as the previous two nights, the demon cultivators wandered around the city of Tengzhou, finding suitable young and middle-aged men through magic tools and throwing them into the trapped formation. Because they were too active in their work, they ended up exhausted all night and returned at dawn. Go to the yard and meditate.

However, Mr. Hawthorn at the tea stall didn't sew the quilt core all night. He just sewed the quilt core with gold thread, rolled a circle of lace around it, and went back to the backyard to sleep.In Shen Han's words, except for emergencies, it is best to maintain the habit of rising at sunrise and resting at sunset. Mr. Hawthorn needs to adjust his schedule a little bit.

When the sun rose, Shen Han opened his eyes as usual, touched the warm blanket, turned over and saw that Bai Yue had just got out of bed.A perfect inverted triangle figure, with slender thighs, turned around, there are well-organized muscles in the abdomen, and it feels very elastic. Shen Han often falls asleep while rubbing Baiyue's belly, "Wake up so early?"

"It's convenient for me to go out." Jiao Baiyue was a little embarrassed, he quickly put on the big underpants, underwear, and coat, and hastily opened the small door leading to the backyard.

Shen Han hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up. He looked down at his abdomen, and found that it was flat, but there were no muscles, so he couldn't help being a little discouraged.Thinking in his heart that he should find more work in the future, Shen Han got up and tidied up the bedding and put away the wooden bed, so that the space in the wooden house would be much larger.After finishing his convenience in the backyard, Shen Han took the pole to fetch water from the creek.

"Meow." The Holy Prince just woke up, stretched himself on the yellow dog, jumped onto Shen Han's shoulder and continued to doze off.

Morning is the best time of the day, Shen Han took a deep breath of fresh air, and carried the wooden bucket to the small puddle beside the stream with light steps to fetch water.The holy prince rarely opened his eyes and took a look, sucked his little nose, and said disappointedly: "There are no fish."

"There are usually no fish in such a shallow stream, and even if there are, they are small fry, not enough to fit between teeth." Shen Han explained with a smile, "Only in big rivers can there be big fish."

"Okay." Even though Shen Han bent down to scoop water, the Holy Prince did not leave his shoulders, his four little claws firmly grasped Shen Han's shoulders like suction cups, and even turned his head to look around.

After filling two buckets of stream water, Shen Han carried the water back and walked back through the woods to the backyard of the tea stand as usual.Mr. Hawthorn just woke up and was stretching out his branches when he saw Shen Han coming over and said softly, "Good morning, boss. I just finished the quilt core, and I'm starting to make quilt covers today. What kind of pattern does the boss want?"

"Well, I don't know too well, Mr. Hawthorn, you can embroider whatever you want." Shen Han thought for a while, his own quilts had never had patterns on them, but he knew that the quilts made by rich families were very beautiful.When he was still living in the Shen Mansion, Shen Han once saw the servants of the mansion washing the quilt.

Mr. Hawthorn’s experience is rooted in the yard of ordinary people’s homes, and he has naturally seen embroidered patterns on the quilt. He twisted the branches and put them on his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly the two branches knocked on each other. gone."

At this moment, Shen Han was making breakfast, and Jiao Baiyue was next to him. The yellow dog threw the firewood into the stove, stretched the dog's paws in, and roasted the dog's paws while flicking the stove, wagging its tail, and said to Shen Han : "Ma'am, shall we go to Tengzhou City later?"

"En." Shen Han poured the cleaned Lingmi into the pot, "Go sell tea and refreshments."

"Then I will guard the tea stall." This sentence was not said by Jiao Baiyue, but by the Holy Prince.The little cat raised its head, looked at the yellow dog proudly, and snorted, "All monks, good or bad, can't escape my eyes."

Everyone ignored the words of the Holy Prince, but those who should warm the fire, those who should cut the cabbage cut the cabbage, and those who should clean the table wipe the table.The tip of the holy prince's tail was all up, waiting for everyone to praise him, but no one paid any attention to him, so he snorted and jumped to the stove to warm himself on his stomach.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Since the winter solstice, it seems to be getting colder every day. The holy prince can't wait to throw himself into the fire to roast, and the yellow dog wants to roast the dog's paws from time to time. There is no way, all four dog paws touch the ground , It's easy to get cold, his cultivation base is low, and he doesn't have enough spiritual power in his body to keep warm, so he can only warm himself by the fire.

But after drinking the hot Lingmi porridge and eating cabbage stew, the body quickly warmed up.

Just like yesterday, Jiao Baiyue was left behind to run the tea stall, while Shen Han left with a shoulder pole and headed for Tengzhou City.And last night, like the demon cultivators, the cultivators who guarded the hole of the earth veins did not rest all night. They communicated fiercely with their spiritual consciousness, trying to discuss a suitable solution.

As for the extra mortals in the trapped formation, the monks didn't care, anyway, as long as the tea stall owner came, these mortals could leave.In fact, their self-confidence in the trapped formation has dropped to the lowest point, and some monks even proposed to modify the trapped formation, but it was quickly rejected by others. Now the most urgent task is how to control the ground veins and get away to buy tea!

Until dawn, the monks did not discuss a solution, but were even more excited because the day passed.

"No matter what, you have to leave here. It is not an option for me to practice like this. The spiritual energy is too violent, and even if it is forcibly absorbed, it will leave hidden dangers." I insisted on staying and practicing before, thinking that I could break through the golden core in less than a year Said the monk who achieved Nascent Soul.

"Now I have a faint feeling of discomfort in Dantian, just because I need to suppress the earth veins, otherwise I would have left."

"I insisted on staying here to practice before because I didn't think carefully, and now there is still time to rein in the precipice." Some monks simply admitted that they were wrong before.

But after all, it still has nothing to do with the method of suppressing the leylines.Finally, the Asura Sect disciple said with his spiritual sense: "When I look at the hole, I'm afraid there was something used as a seal before, but I don't know who pulled it out..."

All the monks were silent for a moment, and they all used their spiritual sense to look at the holes where the spiritual energy of the earth veins escaped. "It should be a stick."

"I don't know which powerful person can pull out the seal. The one who can seal the leylines must be a magic weapon. It is just to suppress the spiritual energy. We still need the cooperation of so many people..."

"I'm afraid it's a Mahayana monk."

"This... We are staying here, have we been seen as a joke by Mahayana Qi Da Neng..."

The monks were silent again, and at this point, the topic finally couldn't continue.The person who sealed the leylines was a great power, and all the monks present could barely match one of them. It was already impossible to control the leylines.

At the same time, Shen Han carried a shoulder pole and entered Tengzhou City smoothly with the yellow dog at his side. This time he went straight to the sleepy formation, trying to see if the monks would buy tea.But when he came outside the trap, Shen Han suddenly remembered, "I forgot to bring my self-defense stick."

"Don't worry, ma'am, there isn't a dead tree on the wide street we passed by." The yellow dog flicked his tail, "Anyway, the tree is dead, madam might as well pull it out and use it as a stick for self-defense."

The city of Tengzhou is not safe, Shen Han always remembers that there are people like Shen Wenbo who regard the king's law as nothing, have nothing at hand to defend themselves, and always feel unsafe.So he followed the yellow dog's suggestion and ran back along the original road. Sure enough, he saw a dead tree two fingers thick on the widest avenue in Tengzhou City. He tried to pull it out, but he pulled it out easily, because The roots of the dead tree have long since rotted, and there are only some short, dry and thick roots underneath.

Carrying the freshly baked wooden sticks, Shen Han felt much safer, he quickly went back outside the trap, and walked in with tea as usual.The disciples of the Asura Sect bought their own tea yesterday, and they don't know if they will buy it this time, but in order to bring some refreshments, Shen Han used a stick to carry a bag inside.

Shen Han was very proud that the stick containing part of the refreshments dangled on his back, so that he would not touch the heads of the monks. If he carried it on his arm, he would definitely touch the heads of the monks, that would be impolite.

"How should I speak?" The monks still closed their eyes and maintained a meditating posture, but their spiritual consciousness was very active.

"Speak straight?"

"I'm afraid not. The owner of the tea stall is just a mere mortal. How can he know the existence of the leylines? He can't see the aura, so how can he believe that the hole is so dangerous. Maybe I will ask the owner of the tea stall to take out the treasure to try it out. He certainly won't agree."

"So what? We can't make up stories to deceive people. Deceiving mortals is also a cause and effect."

"Hmph, if you can seal the earth's veins, then what's the problem, the merits and demerits will be offset."

The monks have different opinions, and their spiritual senses are arguing with each other, but there is no definite number.At this moment, Shen Han was already carrying a tray and a wooden stick to the front of the disciples of the Asura Sect, and he asked with a smile, "Would you like some tea today?"

The Asura sect disciple opened his eyes, looked at the tea bowl, and then saw the wooden stick on Shen Han's shoulder. His eyes lit up, and he said slowly, "What is this?"

"The dead tree I picked up on the road." Shen Han smiled, moved the tray forward and said, "Want some tea? I also brought refreshments, which are in the bag."

"Boss, try inserting that stick into the hole over there." Seeing the hope in front of him, the cultivator who always felt that there was something strange in his dantian finally couldn't help but open his mouth, thinking of a dead horse in his heart. Living horse doctor, anyway, they have no other way now.

Glancing at the hole surrounded by monks, Shen Han didn't have the nerve to say that he made it himself. He nodded briskly, carried the tray over, and then put the burden on his shoulders, still carrying the wooden stick.Because of the reduced height of the burden, this always hits the head of the monks.

Although his head was hard and didn't hurt, his hair seemed to be a bit messy. Shen Han felt a little embarrassed when he saw the monk touched by his burden, so he hurried to the front of the hole at a faster speed.

A dead tree has roots. When a monk saw it, he couldn't help but remind him, "You can break off the roots and only use the branches."

"No." Shen Han disagreed, "The root of the tree is also a part of the tree, I am not willing."

I don't know why, but the monks always feel that things are not right. They want the tea stand owner to take out the treasure, or a stick to block the hole. What does it mean to bring a dead tree, and they still can't get in.In general, it always feels like a bit of a joke, and almost all the monks have such thoughts in their hearts.

However, Shen Han's tea stall is unusual. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that no matter what happens, as long as it is placed on the owner of the tea stall, it is normal.

Since when did the monks no longer study the tea stalls, but felt that Shen Han was a mortal. It probably started yesterday when Shen Han approached the hole with a tea bowl and was not hit by the escaping aura.

Naturally, Shen Han didn't know about the rich thoughts in the monks' hearts. He put the tea at his feet, put down the burden, and looked around with the dead tree in both hands. He always felt that the monk's suggestion was not reliable.Although the roots of the tree are all dead, they are all prickly and can't block the hole at all. The other end is relatively smooth, with only a little branch protruding, which doesn't affect the entry into the hole. After thinking about it, Shen Han turned the dead tree upside down , go to the hole cha.

Originally, the monks were still wondering what kind of treasure that dead tree was. When the tree roots touched the holes, under the nourishment of the powerful spiritual energy, the dead tree would inevitably grow into a towering tree in an instant. The branches exude a trace of aura for the monks to practice and absorb.Seeing Shen Han turning the dead tree upside down, the monks all closed their eyes, withdrew their consciousness, and felt that they believed in a mortal, which was simply sick.

Shen Han just tried casually, after all, this dead tree is his current self-defense weapon, if he thinks it won't work, he will go back and get the stick, at worst, block the road here, prevent others from passing by, and save himself from wrestling.

The trunk went smoothly into the hole, leaving only the roots outside.I always feel a little weird, the long strips go into the holes or something.Shen Han stretched out his hand to touch the root of the tree, and said in a low voice, "Are you a dead tree? Don't worry, I won't burn you down, my house has a lot of firewood."

At this time, many monks opened their eyes in horror. They stood up suddenly, and almost fell down because they were too excited.Some have sunken buttocks due to sitting on a small rock for a long time, which looks weird.

The Asura Sect disciples also stood up, but they looked much better, at least they just swayed and didn't fall down embarrassingly.

The reason why the monks were so shocked was because they could no longer feel the aura of the earth veins.That seemingly ordinary dead tree was able to seal the earth's veins, so it must be extraordinary. Many monks subconsciously looked at Shen Han, wondering whether this tree was the treasure of the tea stall.

Most of the hobbies of demon cultivators are different from ordinary people. Even if it is a dead tree that is refined as a treasure, it is nothing, and the monks can completely believe it.

The earth veins have been sealed, so the trapped formations are naturally unnecessary. The monks removed the surrounding trapped formations, leaving only the inner ones to hide their existence.Otherwise, if mortals see so many people gathered in one place, it will definitely reach the yamen's ears, and trouble will be inevitable.

The mortals who were trapped in the formation suddenly found that the road ahead had changed, and it was the one they were familiar with. They walked along that road and soon returned to their gates. They ran home one after another and decided to pack their bags and go to stay with relatives for a while. time.Devils come to arrest people every day. Although there is no danger to their lives, a person is terrified in the trap.

"Boss, what is this dead tree?" A monk couldn't help asking.

Carefully touching the exposed roots of the dead tree, Shen Han cracked his mouth and smiled, "Pull it on the widest street in Tengzhou City."

All monks: "..."

"Would you like some tea?" Shen Han continued.

Without the aura of the earth veins, it is impossible to miss the aura monks in the refreshment. They evacuated the trapped formation without saying a word, but just in case, they still set up a circle around the dead trees to hide their eyes.

This time the business was very good. Not only did the tea and snacks sell out, but they also received a lot of money.Shen Han happily walked back carrying the pole, and the yellow dog flicked its tail beside him, "Ma'am, where is that dead tree?"

"Oh, it's used to plug a hole." Shen Han wrote lightly, "But looking at those monks, they seem to be very serious." Successfully blocked the leakage of spiritual energy and kept the business of his own tea stall. Shen Han is definitely the one who runs the tea stall Little expert.

At the tea stall, Jiaobaiyue had just finished distributing tea and refreshments to the monks of the Bengshan sect, and these monks were not in a hurry to practice after drinking the tea and snacks, but gathered outside the tea stall, preparing to wait for Shen Han to come back.

After yesterday's intense discussion, the monks of the Bengshan sect quickly came up with the final solution, which is to ask the tea stall owner!

"Woof, woof, woof." Facing so many monks, even though he was a guest, the yellow dog still had the self-consciousness of being a demon cultivator. He yelled loudly, "Woof, woof, woof." The dog barked, but Bai Yue in the tea stand could hear it clearly, and he quickly walked out of the tea stand to meet Shen Han.

And the monks also made a way for Shen Han to pass through, and you talked about the land veins of Tengzhou City one by one, and the last monk asked: "I don't know what the boss thinks? We must not let the Tengzhou City The cultivator who swallows the spiritual energy of the earth veins alone."

Touching his chin a little embarrassedly, Shen Han put the clay pot containing silver money on the yellow dog's back and asked him to carry it into the tea stand, and then explained: "The hole for the escaping earth vein aura has been blocked."

"This, this is impossible...Which powerful person made the move? Could it be that there is a powerful person in Tengzhou City that we don't know about?"

"The cultivation base is at least the stage of transforming gods or the stage of Mahayana. It's understandable that I don't know."

"Although the spiritual energy of the earth veins is violent, absorbing it will definitely speed up the cultivation..."

"It's a pity that I have nothing to do with the aura of the earth veins."

The cultivation bases of the Jindanqi disciples and casual practitioners of the Bengshan School and Tianhai School are not very top-notch. They don't have the protection of panacea, and they only rely on themselves to accumulate spiritual energy, which takes longer. Guardian monk.After learning that the ley lines were sealed and they had no fate to absorb, everyone showed sad expressions.

He obviously already knows that tea can absorb the spiritual energy of the earth veins, and if he drinks the tea himself, his practice will be more effective with half the effort.

But those wonderful opportunities passed by me, how happy the monks were in the morning, how depressed they are now.Cen Ziyan took out a big bag from his Qiankun bag, put it on his shoulder and turned around, ready to sell bowls to make money.

The other monks also turned around slowly and prepared to leave. Shen Han looked at the lonely look of these people, thought about the monks who had been practicing in Tengzhou City, touched his chin and said, "If you want to use the aura of the earth veins, Practice, I'll go see if the dead wood that seals the leylines can come out..."

All the monks turned around abruptly, one of them didn't dare to say anything, "Could it be...the one who sealed the leylines...is the boss?"

"Probably." Shen Han thought for a while, the monks in Tengzhou City did mean the seal, but he didn't feel it, because it was easily resolved.

"Yes, but..." The monk stammered and couldn't speak out, as he had agreed that only those with a high level of cultivation could seal the leylines.For any large sect with spiritual veins, the elders jointly set up a formation to control the spiritual veins for the disciples below to practice for a long time.

"Xiao Han." Jiao Baiyue stood in the tea stand, "Come in."

Hearing his own Ah Bai's voice, Shen Han said to many monks, "If you don't believe me, I will wait here tomorrow, and I will go to the city with you to have a look." Tea stand, asked, "Ah Bai, what's the matter?"

I heard it very clearly at the tea stall just now, and there was a trace of worry in the beautiful eyes of Jiaobaiyue. He held Shen Han's hand and said: "Xiao Han, you are just the most ordinary mortal, and the things in Tengzhou City are nothing to worry about. Let's not interfere, shall we?"

"But I used a dead tree to seal the leylines." Shen Han wondered, "How did I, a mortal, do it?"