Something's wrong with my sword spirit

The rustling sound stopped: "I feel sleepy, I should need to sleep, but I... I'm not used to sharing the bed with other people."

Yan Jin put down the quilt and slowly turned around: "You were in the Jiange before, didn't you put many swords together?"

"No, I store it in a separate room."

"Oh, then you should be a famous sword." Yan Jin shook his head, who used to live in a big house alone, but people have to adapt to the environment, the current conditions are like this, one bed, one quilt, who do you plan to let stand? With?

Sword Spirit was silent for a while: "I won't go to bed, just lie on the table."

The desk in the middle of the hut has some pits on the table, it should be very old. This sword is just like what he said, the length of the sword is a standard size, and it is not very heavy. It is more than enough to lie on the table, but...

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" He asked.

"It's ok."

Clothes can be cut, but the quilt can't, once pulled apart, all the cotton wool inside leaked out, neither of them could cover it, Yan Jin really couldn't separate it, he patted his chest, showed his dignity, and hugged the quilt very generously On the table: "That's fine, here you are, I don't get cold as easily as you do."

He spread half of the quilt on the table as a quilt, and the other half can be covered on his body: "Come here and lie down quickly, and I will put the other half on after you lie down."

Sword Spirit lay down obediently, just as Yanjin was about to cover him, he thought of something: "Do you want to take off your...clothes?"

"No, no need, if you leave tomorrow, I can't put it on."

"I don't want to leave so early." He didn't force himself, and covered the quilt, but felt that the long table was facing the door, and the wind was blowing in, and he moved it with great effort, so that it was side by side with his bed.

After moving, he also lay on the bamboo bed, and began to think not only to have enough to eat, but also to find a way to get another quilt before winter.

Thinking back and forth that he couldn't fall asleep, he wanted to talk to someone, and asked softly, "Sword Spirit, are you asleep?"

Sword Spirit immediately said: "No."

"Aren't you sleepy?"

"I saw you turning over all the time, wondering why you didn't sleep, and thinking about it, you won't be sleepy."

Yan Jin himself didn't realize that he was turning over all the time, and his body was uncomfortable, so he simply propped himself up and faced to the side: "Is the moonlight so bright now, can you see me clearly?"

"Well, it's very bright, and I can see you very clearly."

"Then tell me... what do I look like?"

He had touched his face before, and felt that it was not much different from his original self, but he was not sure.

Sword Spirit said seriously: "Two eyes, one nose and one mouth, fair complexion and dark hair..."

"..." He raised his hand to interrupt, "So, tell me directly, am I ugly or good?"

Sword Spirit didn't reply.

He frowned: "This question... is hard to answer?"

"No..." The voice sounded very tangled, "It should be pretty, at least, it's the best I've ever seen."

"Really?" Yan Jin didn't quite believe it, "Didn't you lie to me, I can never be prettier than the protagonist."

"main character?"

"I mean Ye Rongxue and Yue Xiaohan."

The other party hesitated: "I have never heard of Yue Xiaohan."

"That's right." He nodded, at this time Yue Xiaohan hadn't joined Chen Mingzong yet, he was just an unknown person.

"As for Ye Xianzun..." Jian Ling said, "I haven't seen him before."

"Oh, you've been staying in the Jiange and living in a single room, so you really didn't have a chance to see him." Yan Jin paused as he was talking, "That's not right, then you also didn't have a chance to see other people."

The only person who borrowed him and left him here, he doesn't remember.

"Yeah." Sword Spirit said, "So I haven't seen anyone, except you."

"..."

Then how convincing is it for you to say that I am the most beautiful you have ever seen, and you can even say that I am the ugliest.

His joy was gone, and he lay back to go to sleep, but he still couldn't fall asleep, thinking about the sword spirit, but based on his voice, it should look good in a human form in the future.

Thinking like this, he gradually fell asleep, and when he woke up the next day, the sword spirit had already woken up, as if he had been waiting, and when he saw him get up, he said beside the bed: "You take care all the way."

Yan Jin, who was stretching, was startled: "You won't be urging me down the mountain early in the morning, will you?"

Inexplicably, he had the illusion that his wife urged him to get up early and go to work to earn money to support his family.

"When we are separated, we should say goodbye," the other party said.

"You're too formal, as if I'm not coming back." He slowly got out of bed, leaned on a bamboo pole to open the door, and inhaled the fresh mountain wind, which was refreshing with a faint floral fragrance.

Then he went to the well to fetch half a bucket of water to wash his face, tidy up his clothes, before he got up straight, the sword spirit suddenly came behind him: "You just said that it seems that you are not coming back, so you are coming back?"

"Well, I think this field can grow things, maybe..."

"Hey, on that tree..." He was talking, when the sword spirit let out another sound of astonishment.

"What happened to the tree?"

"Another piece of green satin."

Yanjin walked over, took the bamboo pole in the direction he said, and knocked down the silk and satin. It felt exactly the same as yesterday's piece of silk and satin in his hands. According to the description of the sword spirit, the color was the same. It was a piece of green silk with auspicious clouds pattern, and the length was about The size and shape of ordinary leaves are somewhat like leaves.

"This shouldn't be a coincidence." He thought, how could there be two identical corners of a passer-by cut.

The world here cannot be deduced with common sense, or maybe...

He guessed a possibility, but he had to verify it, so he called the sword spirit and said, "Are there many leaves on this tree?"

"not much."

"Okay, can you help me count how many pieces there are?"

Sword Spirit flew up and counted them one by one: "42 pieces."

"En." He turned around holding the green silk, the wind was strong on the mountain, and the silk rustled in his hands.

When Fang walked to the field, he was thinking about something, so he stopped and asked, "Do you remember where the green silk was blown yesterday? I'll look for it."

"It just blew into the field, at this position." The sword spirit settled on the top of the field and turned around a few times, "But now it's gone again."

Yanjin walked over following the sound, bent over and touched the ground.

He is very familiar with this place. Yesterday he searched here to find more Chinese cabbage seeds. He can be sure that this is the same place where the Chinese cabbage grew yesterday.

Maybe……

After thinking about it for a while, he put the green silk in his hand on the land, and touched it after a while, and sure enough, the green silk was gone. He confirmed to the sword spirit, and the sword spirit confirmed his conjecture: "The green silk As soon as it touches the soil, it disappears, as if absorbed into it."

"Maybe this is the seed." The seeds planted in unusual fields may also be unusual, and they don't need to follow the natural growth time and season.

In this way, going down the mountain to buy seeds may not be useful, so he decided to wait and see.

According to the growth rate of the Chinese cabbage yesterday, if the green silk is a seed, the Chinese cabbage should be able to grow before dark today, but he wants to know how long it takes for a Chinese cabbage to grow from planting, and how long does it take? here.

Just sat down next to it, Fang Siji had rained yesterday and the soil was moist, but today it was a little soft, so he got up and went to the well to fetch water, took the pottery bowl he used yesterday and poured a bowl of water here.

The next step is to wait, while waiting, to judge the approximate time according to the sun's radiation and the position described by the sword spirit.

He couldn't see it, so he had to rely on the sword spirit to describe it for him. The sword spirit didn't say anything, and stayed with him in the field.

Waiting for boredom, he chatted to his side: "When did you cast it?"

"do not remember."

"Who cast you?"

"do not remember."

"Is your name Qing Heng?"

"Yes, this name was taken by Chen Mingzong. It comes from the dark fragrance, clear and shallow, and sparse shadows."

"So Qingheng actually means plum blossom?"

"Ah."

"Then... Qing Heng, why don't you ask me what my name is?"

Qing Heng thought for a while: "I'm next to you, and I'll just say something if I have something to say. It seems that there is no need to call your name. I really forgot to ask."

Yan Jin gave his name, and thinking about his own identity in the book, he said solemnly: "I should be your enemy of Chen Mingzong."

Qing Heng didn't react too much, and responded lightly.

Yanjin was very strange: "Can you accept it?"

"I'm just a sword. Whether it's in the hands of a decent family or a crooked demon, what to do with it is beyond my ability to decide and interfere, and I will not give birth to likes or dislikes for either side."

"But now that you have a spirit, you have thoughts."

"This..." Qing Heng was puzzled, he hadn't thought about this question.

Yan Jin originally wanted to continue telling him that he should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, but when he thought about it, if he really could tell the difference between good and evil, wouldn't he have to stay far away from him, and might stab himself to death with a sword.

It would be fine if he was really heinous. Although he was set up as a villain, he obviously didn't do anything now.

He dismissed the idea, the mountain wind was still cool when he got up in the morning, but now it was a little hot, he touched the surrounding of the seed: "Is there any change?"

Qing Heng: "It seems that there are two leaves, which have just grown."

"Really?" He was overjoyed, that's right, the green silk on the tree was indeed the seeds of Chinese cabbage, and at this time about two hours had passed since they were planted, which is the hour mentioned here .

"Two more leaves are slowly unfolding."

Yan Jin stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that the four leaves were arranged opposite to each other, and they were definitely Chinese cabbage.

He became interested, listened to the description and waited patiently until the leaves grew the first leaf ring and began to produce a disc shape, which was the basic outline of Chinese cabbage. Another hour passed at this stage.

Then two leaf rings grew slowly, and it took two hours, and then the core began to appear, and the leaf balls gradually formed, which also took two hours. At this point, the Chinese cabbage was fully grown, a total of six hours, twelve Hours, no additional watering during this period.

He thought about it, the leaves on that tree can turn into green silk, and if the green silk is buried in this field, pour a bowl of water, and it will grow into a Chinese cabbage in twelve hours.

If the inference is correct, the leaves turn into a piece of green silk every day, and there are still 42 leaves at present. It is okay to eat Chinese cabbage for at least 42 days, and I will not be hungry for the time being.

But you can't just eat cabbage, and one a day is not enough to sell.

Can the leaves only be grown into cabbage? Also, what will happen after 42 days? Will it grow new leaves?

These can only be tested one by one, at least he will starve to death if he is not in a hurry now, there is still time.