Something's wrong with my sword spirit

It wasn't until he lost his hand that he remembered that he couldn't touch it.

So what, I'd rather not touch you than suffer, so be it.

Qing Heng was already used to him passing through his body, so he didn't even notice that this time, Yan Jin stretched out his hand consciously.

But he still blushed, lowered his head slightly, and pinched the paper at hand.

Hearing the sound of gently rubbing the paper, Yan Jin also lowered his head, looked at the rice paper, a corner of the copybook was exposed, he read the copybook for a while, then looked at the clear horizontal line for a while, looked at the copybook for a while, and then saw the clear horizontal line again, I thought: "He shouldn't be able to find out, right?"

If there is no response, it must not be found.

I'm just too smart.

He was secretly proud, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Qing Heng also looked at him for a while, and looked at the copybook for a while, still hesitating in his heart: "Should I ask him why he changed the copybook? Did he change it because he thought his handwriting was better than the original copybook? It's better not to ask too much, but does he really think his handwriting is good-looking?"

After thinking about it, he finally decided not to ask any questions, pressed the rice paper under the inkstone and stroked it gently, and put the pen and ink he bought later on aside.

A pair of red candles were lit in front of the window last night, and this morning there are 26 leaves, and a satin made of 6 leaves, which is black.

It was also planted in the sixth row. When Yanjin was picking silk and satin, he looked at the tree carefully. It was an ancient tree with deep roots. For a moment, he remembered the temples he had visited before. There would always be such trees, not so big, but usually There will be colorful silk hanging full of trees.

It is a blessing wish hung by passers-by, and each silk and satin will be written with its own handwriting on the wish that it wants to achieve most at this time or in this life.

Looking at this field again, I couldn't see it before and I didn't count it carefully. It turned out that the rows divided by the water puddles, counting from the side of the well, totaled eleven rows.

He has planted the sixth row now, and has grown vegetables, fruits, flowers, and cloth. The sixth row has not been harvested yet, so he doesn't know what will grow.

Although it can’t be mass-produced, Chinese cabbage grows for a short time. It is planted in the morning and harvested in the evening. Other vegetables can produce three at a time, and fruits can produce ten at a time. adequate.

Flowers are more valuable here. Cloth is not a consumable item. He keeps a few for his own use, and he can sell any he grows. Cloth is also very valuable. For example, the white silk on his body can be sold for 500 Wen.

In this way, there is no problem with food and clothing. The cost of these things is not high, but the leaves are produced by incense candles, but the candles that can mass-produce leaves are more expensive.

Occasionally he thought that two pieces of cloth need ten leaves, and if he wanted to give birth overnight, two wedding candles would cost two taels of gold, and two pieces of cloth could not be sold for two taels of gold. It is better to spend money directly to buy cloth.

However, he may grow other things from this leaf, some of which are worth less than two taels of gold, and some are worth more than that. For example, Mo Lan won him a hundred taels of gold at one time, not to mention that the silk cloth is 500 Wen a piece , but if the plant is planted with rice flour, etc., the price will be several times higher.

Whether to earn or lose depends on how to plan.

Moreover, he didn't intend to be rich, he just wanted to live a good life here.

He couldn't think of any use for the bases left by those candles, and they took up space. On a whim, he lit a fire with his fingertips and lit them. It was strange that the candles couldn't burn them, but the fire he made could melt the bases. The melted chiseled gold base turned into sporadic light spots, all of which floated into the field.

In an instant, the field seemed to be covered with a layer of golden halo, which suddenly lit up, and then the newly planted black satin sprouted.

According to my usual experience, these things take 48 hours to grow, and they germinated as early as tonight.

Looking at it this way, could it be that the sparks in the base can make the things planted harvest in advance?

Counting it, he used exactly ten wedding candles, and the chiseled gold base melted ten of them.

It's just that this small bud looks very strange, hard, not like a plant, but it may not grow into a plant.

And the fifth row, the cloth that was supposed to grow tomorrow morning has already grown.

It seems that these Martian seeds can be used as fertilizer to stimulate the growth of the planted things and grow them ahead of time. According to this time, it happens to be doubled in advance.

If this guess is correct, this little sprout should be able to grow into something tomorrow morning.

He turned five more leaves, and no matter what grew in the sixth row, he planned to plant it again and see.

The cloth that grows today is silver silk. He cuts half of it and takes the other half to the foot of the mountain. The cloth does not need to be sold, it can be used as money to exchange for things, and then exchanged for four wedding candles, and exchanged some money. Xiaoyue complained before that he There are not enough pots and pans here, so he bought another iron pot, a stew pot, shovel and ladle, etc. to go with it.

He also wanted to buy a scabbard, but remembering that he had promised Qing Heng to prepare a bed for him, after much deliberation, he bought a bed made of pear blossom wood, and had it sent to the mountain to be placed beside his bed, with a bed with curtains There are layers of tassels hanging on the curtains and bed curtains.

This bed is not cheap, and buying bedding and quilts for him will cost almost the money after buying them.

Back on the mountain, Xiaoyue was breathing spiritual energy with his eyes closed under the tree. When he heard the voice, he opened his eyes and got up, and couldn't help but wonder: "Master, why do you have to spend all the money before you come back every time? Sword Immortal, don't you tell me?" Say him."

Qing Heng has no idea about money: "But, I came back after changing things."

"That's right, they were all replaced with things, and the things here are increasing one by one." Yan Jin laughed and pulled out the hairpin.

Qing Heng regained his human form, watched Yan Jin turn over the remaining half of silver yarn in his hand, and asked him: "What are you going to do again?"

"Clothes." Yan Jin raised his eyes, "I haven't finished your clothes yet, I'll mend them and add them to the red cloak."

But with his level, he can only sew this silver gauze into a knee cover. This silver color has hidden clouds and smoke ripples, as if glowing with a soft light like pearls and jade.

Qing Heng looked at the knee covering and thought to himself that this would not be able to wear the cloak.

Yanjin smiled and said, "I will continue to do it next time." He must do the whole set.

This night, Qing Heng rested on the new bed with the body of his sword. The bed seemed too big for him in his current form. He couldn't help but rolled a few times, rolled onto Yan Jin's bed inadvertently, and then moved back quietly. Hiding in the quilt, he turned into a human and watched him carefully.

Yanjin saw it in his eyes and smiled secretly.

At dawn, the black silk and satin planted yesterday had indeed grown, and today black silk and satin grew again. He planted it first, and he hadn't thought about what to plant tomorrow.

This time it grew... He clicked his tongue for a while.

The object was pressed against the field, and it was as big as a wall.

To be exact, it's like a wall.

Several bamboo and wood weaves have no gaps in them, and the surface is smooth. He tried to step on it, and it was quite strong.

"Can you really grow a house?" He couldn't help being surprised, lamenting that this land is too magical, but after thinking about it, he felt that whatever he wanted would grow, so he ran wild for a while, and then stopped quickly, don't do it next time Really weird stuff growing out.

He didn't ask for anything else, it would be nice to have more money later.

Originally, he planned to build a layer on top of the bamboo house. Originally, his bamboo house was not tight and was ventilated. Later, Yue Xiaohan helped to mend the surrounding area. The green and yellow bamboo and wood weaves intersect and fit perfectly, which fits perfectly with this There is no difference in the color of the wall that grows out.

The original roof was built with horizontal beams, and the extended wall has no windows, so it should be in the back of the sun, but how should he install such a whole wall?

As the sun was just rising, Qing Heng flew around the roof a few times, saying: "There seems to be some light here."

He took a closer look, and found that there was indeed an area above the house that was glowing, slightly golden. He estimated that the size of the area of ​​light should be the size of this wall, and the location was also on the back side of the sun as he had imagined before.

He tried to move the wall, thinking, but no matter how flashy you are, I can't throw this up, can it still fly by itself?

Qing Heng "quietly" turned into a human form, and slowly raised his hand on the other side, trying to help him lift it together.

Although he hadn't touched it yet, Yan Jin felt that his hands were empty, and the wall really flew up by itself.

The flying wall coincides with the flashing area, and stands firmly above the house. After it is erected, the light disappears.

"You can really fly up by yourself!"

Looking at it this way, it would take four more times to grow a wall at a time, plus the roof. He was calculating how many leaves he needed, and asked clearly: "This house is used...to raise beauties?"

"That's right." Yan Jin saw him flying down from the sky in human form, and the light yellow clothes slowly fell in front of him, "Isn't my Qingheng beautiful...beauty sword."

Qing Heng was stunned for a while before he came to his senses, with a glimmer of light in his eyes: "Live for me?"

Did you just find out? Yan Jin smiled and said, "Otherwise, where else would I have other people... other swords?"

The person in front of him also laughed, and flew to the wall again: "Then can we hang calligraphy and paintings on it?"

"sure."

It's just that there's only one side of this wall, and it may take a while until your room is completed.

Black satin requires a lot of leaves, and it normally takes 48 hours to grow. Moreover, what grows out of this land is not fixed every time, and he can't be sure whether the next time it grows will be the wall.

"At that time, I still want to spread a fluffy blanket on the ground." Qing Heng continued.

"Okay...it doesn't have to be that time." He nodded, "You can shop here now."

Winter is here, and it's time to put blankets in the house.

Qing Heng asked excitedly again: "Will my bed be brought up by then?"

"Move, otherwise where do you sleep?"

"But how to move?"

"……"good question.

He could fly up that wall by himself, but he bought the bed, so he probably couldn't fly up it.

It's not just that the bed can't fly up, even he can't get up... There are no stairs.

"We need to build a staircase." He pondered, and turned around the house, thinking about whether to put the ladder at the back or the front, turned around several times to no avail, no matter where it was placed, he felt that it was not suitable.

Does Qing Heng have to go up from the outside every time he goes upstairs?

No matter what he thinks, he is not so willing.

So it was decided: "The stairs are built inside."

After the walls and roof of the upper floor are completed, half of the roof of the first floor is removed, and the stairs are built from the inside of the house to the second floor, thus forming a small duplex loft.

At that time, he only needs to raise his head to see Qing Heng.