Song Tan Jishi

   But it was too fast after all.

  Song Tan thought for a while, and then yelled: "Dad, there is nothing here, but it's a little dirty. I'll clean it up first. Wait a minute."

  The voice echoed in the cellar, and then passed up muffledly. Song Sancheng quickly responded, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

  And Song Tan looked around in the sweet potato cellar with peace of mind, but couldn't find any small stones from the underground wall, so he simply touched his pocket, and there were eight glass beads that Qiao Qiao gave him in the morning.

   These are not ordinary glass beads, but beautiful glass beads of various colors and shapes sealed inside - Song Tan played glass **** when he was a child, such a ball can be exchanged for five ordinary ones!

  But now it’s very roadside stalls, and no one even plays glass **** at the roadside stalls. It’s because Qiao Qiao accidentally ordered “bring one with you” when buying checkers. He likes it.

   There are nine in total, and I only keep one for myself, and give the rest to Song Tan.

  At this moment, Song Tan held these glass beads in his palm.

  She took a deep breath, concentrating on those glass beads. Slowly, she saw that they were gradually entangled and wrapped by the aura surging from her palm...

  …

   It has been more than five months since I went home, and it has been more than five months since Song Tan picked up the practice again.

  Although there is a lack of aura in the mountains, due to her non-stop cultivation, she disperses all of it (casting spells secretly every night), so that the aura has not accumulated much, but the progress of her cultivation is still considerable.

  To this day, I was finally able to infuse a little aura on the dead objects—

  For example, these glass **** in front of you.

  Although it is still difficult, and the effect is quite different from usual, it works anyway.

   Glass is far inferior to jade.

  Jade can contain the spirit and nourish the spirit, and the aura infiltrating it can not only improve the quality of the jade, but even as long as it is not damaged, it can even be kept for later use.

   And this glass bead...

  It can only be barely used as a carrier, locking the aura around with difficulty, and prolonging the retention time as much as possible.

  At least now that the aura is infiltrating it, the glass bead doesn't seem to have changed in the slightest.

  But there is no way to do this, because jade that can retain aura has requirements for jade quality. Just for a cellar - not worth it!

  Song Tan found the right position, and finally buried the glass beads in the soil and the wall with difficulty, and then his whole body was attracted by spiritual energy. Slowly, between breaths and breaths, he seemed to gradually respond to the eight glass beads.

  Song Sancheng did not come down. If he did, he would find that the air in the entire cellar would be fresher and more pleasant than the outside.

  And Song Tan raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, lamenting again how hard it is to practice.

  After all, her sect in her previous life was an upper realm whose aura was as dense as morning dew, and one realm could rule over 900 middle realms.

  And each middle realm can govern 3000 lower realms...

   This boundless universe is the world of practitioners.

  Sumina mustard seeds, mountains and seas conceive fairy spirits.

  And the spiritual energy that I come into contact with now...

  emmm...

   It's still a little bit short of the lower bound.

  Thanks to her good spiritual roots and already having practice experience, she has a peaceful mind and no extravagant expectations to make this progress.

   But Song Tan doesn't think about these things now.

  She just looked at the dirt on her palm, and now she untied the rope neatly and shouted:

   "Dad, I packed it up! Tell them to bring the wine jar over here."

   "Can you move by yourself later? Will Jojo and I go down with you later?"

  It’s just a hundred or ten catties, and the jar is less than two hundred. Song Tan doesn’t want it: “I’m usually stronger than you in carrying baskets.”

  Song Sancheng: ...Don't you feel sorry for your daughter!

  He took out his mobile phone to send a message resentfully, and was about to go back to the yard to move with Qiao Qiao, when he heard a call from Zhou Maozhu:

   "Sancheng, I'll bring Tianyu and Qiaoqiao, let's move the jar together!"

  The jar was sealed airtight, and the hemp rope was wound several times in a criss-cross pattern, and then passed through the shoulder pole.

  Zhou Maozhu was worried that his son would be useless, so he told him: "You lift the middle, if you can't lift it, bend over, I will lift the back, and Qiao Qiao will be in the front."

   He has seen the strength of Jojo, who can carry a basket of cucumbers without taking a big breath, more than his son.

  Put Zhou Tianyu in the middle, so he can be prepared as soon as he bends down, which is more secure than placing it in the back.

   And Zhou Tianyu looked at the jar that was not too big, and thought that I had suffered too much, but the shoulder pole was pressed on the bones of his shoulders, and he grinned instantly!

  It hurts, hurts, hurts!

  Before he called out, he felt his shoulders lighten again, and saw that the jar had already been picked up by Qiao Qiao and Zhou Maozhu. He was caught in the middle, only had time to follow two steps in embarrassment, and soon came out in a disheveled state.

  Zhou Maozhu also told Qiao Qiao: "It's only a hundred catties, just the two of us."

   "Yeah!" Qiao Qiao became more energetic: "It's very light, I don't need Brother Tianyu's help."

   Zhou Tianyu rubbed his shoulders: ...very light? ! Then why does the bone hurt so much!

   You don’t need to go up the back hill to get to the back slope, you just need to walk around the back of the house, and then walk up the **** for a while. Zhou Tianyu followed behind the two of them, looking even more useless.

  Until he saw Song Sancheng, the other party said politely: "Ah, Tianyu is also here to help, thank you for your hard work."

   Fang blushed even more embarrassingly.

  Until I watched Song Sancheng re-tie the jar, and then a few people dragged the rope down bit by bit, shouting at the same time:

   "Tan Tan, the wine jar is down, you can pick it up!"

   "Okay!" A muffled voice echoed from below.

  He widened his eyes instantly: "Song Tan is down there alone?"

   This is too much nonsense, such a heavy thing for a girl to carry on underneath...

  In his imagination, the heavy wine jar was lowered from the sky, and a thin and thin girl was struggling to lift it up underneath, struggling to support it...

   But the reality is—

   "What's wrong with this?"

  Song Sancheng wondered: "Isn't it being pulled by a rope? It will land in the cellar later, so she can just untie the rope and move around?"

  Although it will be a bit laborious to move, Tan Tan is definitely fine. She yelled if there was a problem, and someone went down here to help move it!

  While talking, everyone felt that the rope was loose, and they heard Song Tan's voice: "I have landed, I will untie the rope, and you will pull me up later when the call is made."

  Zhou Tianyu: …

  Oh, yes, he realized it later: the jar can be kept on the ground without support...

  Damn it! Did he forget his mind today? Why keep losing face? !

  In the cellar, Song Tan let go of the rope, and immediately embraced the jar with both hands, and easily put it in the corner of the cellar.

  She looked around, picked up the hemp rope and put it on her body, while thinking: With a simple array of glass beads, the cellar will store things longer from now on, and it will be easy to store vegetables in autumn and winter!

   After all, there are limited vegetable plots that can be used to set up greenhouses in winter. Nowadays, just in case (mainly because there are too many rice buckets at home), it is very troublesome to cook everything dry!

  Picking things is different from lifting things. If you have never picked something, you may be able to lift a hundred catties, but if you carry a **** and put it on your shoulders, your bones may hurt, which is normal.

  Continue, there will be changes in the afternoon and evening, the time is uncertain.