Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 270 269. Another secret

The joy in Huaiyu's voice was so obvious that Zhou Qian subconsciously looked at the place where he was injured - under the scratched cloth, the new pink tender flesh was completely different from the skin color next to it, and it was obviously newly grown.

He turned over and sat up, leaving the tree cocoon. At this moment, he moved his hands and feet in place, and found that except for being slightly weak due to blood loss, his movements were not affected at all.

It’s really good!

"This tree cocoon..."

He turned to look at the still milky white tree cocoon. Now he was kneeling next to it. He couldn't help but groping for the fibrous roots carefully: "Is this the root of some plant?"

Huaiyu also stared at it: "I don't know! Many plants have fibrous roots like this. Grasses, flowers, vines, or trees...can't tell them apart."

"Then, is it alive?"

Zhou Qian looked around again, but still couldn't find where the fibrous roots were connected, as if they were just an ordinary braid.

But if it was a woven fabric, how could he recover from his injury in such a short period of time?

Huaiyu also knelt down and took a look: "It's alive!"

"As long as the plant is alive, its fibrous roots will be so milky white, full and delicate. If it dies, these will become strands of shriveled gray."

She was very relieved when she spoke: "Brother Zhou Qian, I had already knitted a stretcher, but the tree cocoon held you inside as if to treat your injuries, so I waited until now."

"If I use my method to tie you on a stretcher and drag you all the way down the mountain, you will definitely suffer injuries due to the bumps and bumps on the mountain road. It's really great now!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but put her palms against the tree cocoon, and gently touched her cheek to it, her movements full of attachment.

Then Zhou Qian remembered that according to Huaiyu, she had been lying here for a long time, so he became nervous again:

"Although my injury is not serious, it still requires stitches and a period of rest. But for an injury like this, it was almost repaired in just 10 hours. Xiaoyu, do you have any scars on your body?"

Otherwise, why did it take so long to repair?

Huaiyu's eyes were blank: "No, there are no scars on my body."

Not only was there no scar, the skin was also very soft and tender, otherwise she would not have mistakenly thought that she was a young lady who owned a castle and a male servant.

Zhou Qian began to think deeply: "You and Wu Yue fell in love when they were in college. But no one knew about you, and he never mentioned it - and he is from Huacheng, and he went to college in Huacheng."

"But in the end, he gave birth to the Rose Corridor, and you slept in the cocoon..."

The initial suspicion may have come true—the Rose Corridor probably really has nothing to do with him. Even if there is, there must be Huaiyu here!

Zhou Qian frowned. If the truth was really like this, and Huaiyu wanted to find justice, he really had to improve his abilities.

At this moment, he silently lowered his head and glanced at his vine legs covered in spore powder.

Huaiyu's expression also became serious.

After a long time, she sighed: "So what I got is the script of "Sleeping Beauty"? I shouldn't wake up by myself, but wait for a prince..."

Bringing the prince's face into Wuyue will make life unlucky!

"Tree cocoon is better!" Huaiyu posted to it again: "It must know my situation, so it asked me to wake up early!"

The cool tree cocoon seemed to soothe people's soul. Huaiyu half hugged it and looked up at Zhou Qian under the dancing firelight: "Take him back, okay?"

Zhou Qian nodded: "That's natural! Isn't this the purpose of entering the Dao Palace? Wait, you don't want to-" What can Huaiyu think?

She couldn't carry such a big tree cocoon by herself, so she could only count on Zhou Qian!

The long-term worker Zhou Qian realized at this moment that probably every time he survived, he had to dedicate his labor to Master Huaiyu!

But it was getting dark now. Zhou Qian was silent for a moment and could only sit back again: "Let's rest for the night and go down the mountain tomorrow."

"Besides, if you carry this tree cocoon on your back, Yuhuanggu won't be able to carry it anymore, so give up."

Huaiyu still knew his priorities well. He nodded now and hurriedly looked at his pot: "There is also a piece of cake, but there are no other dishes to go with it. Brother Zhou Qian, just make do with water."

Zhou Qian looked around: "Have you checked this hall? Is there anything else you need to bring? Have you found any clues about you?"

Huaiyu shook his head: "No, there is only this tree cocoon - this hall is actually quite unfamiliar. I was confused when I woke up and did not pay attention to observe these... but it is definitely not in the hall."

But now there is still a problem -

"Brother Zhou Qian, what should we do with this mutated macaque?"

The mutated macaque was still shriveled and lying there. The yellow mushroom on its head was now withered, and only its fur was still normal.

Zhou Qian took a second look and felt something was wrong, but considering that it looked really abstract and had monkey skin...

I thought that I might not be willing to take it back and tan it into a carpet, so I might as well just give up.

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"I will throw it into the woods later - so that the spore powder can grow, and its corpse can turn into nutrients for the land after it rots."

The weather is too hot. If you don't throw it away, it will become rancid if you spend the night in the temple.

Huaiyu nodded.

Looking at Zhou Qian again, he had already arrived next to the mutated macaque.

In the dim firelight from a distance, he stared at the outline of the mutated macaque and frowned slightly. However, he tentatively grabbed his arm and raised it, and then he noticed something unusual:

"Why is it so light?"

In the previous fight, although the opponent's jumping and landing movements were light, he could still feel the weight, and his arms and legs were extremely powerful when he swung! Not to mention that it is now dead - as we all know, the weight of a dead macaque is heavier.

It can't be that he's so light weight now?

He dragged the macaque's body directly to the fire!

Huaiyu stood aside and hesitated: "Um...you know the conservation of energy? It takes energy to repair the injuries on your body, and that energy is...well, it was contributed by the macaque!"

"Tree Cocoon just plays a little role as a middleman - but I don't believe it makes much difference."

This is called "injure the macaque, and heal the macaque", which is very conservative!

Zhou Qian's hand that was groping for the other person's hair paused.

The fur was not damaged at all. When it was cut open, you could see the coagulated blood at the cut surface. The skin and flesh were not damaged, but the skin seemed to have been drained...

In other words, its mutated energy has been drained away.

Combined with Huai Yu's answer, Zhou Qian slowly exhaled, and then had a certain mentality of breaking the jar:

Since there are already so many secrets, it doesn't matter if there are one or two more.

I was so sleepy that I fell asleep countless times, but fortunately I finished writing it - it seemed that I really couldn't stay up all night.

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