The Farm Girl Who Traveled Through the Book Has Great Fortune

Chapter 4 The magical space spiritual spring water

After smashing the big wild boar, An Wan'er was so happy that she was so angry that she almost couldn't stop talking about her good luck today.

This is a reversal of things, so after she became cannon fodder after she was unlucky, she was compensated for the space with the spiritual spring, but she also had good luck with koi?

An Wan'er, who was puzzled, quickly put aside this question that was destined to be unable to get answers by thinking about it.

She and the excited black tiger walked around the big wild boar and found that she could not move it with her own hands, let alone take it back.

Her eyes rolled and she took out her handkerchief. He held a branch and wrote a few words on the blood from the wound of the wild boar.

While An Wan'er was glad that her original body had known words, she was glad that her original deity had studied traditional Chinese medicine with her grandfather since she was a child. She not only had access to reading, but also had no problem writing.

Blow dry the blood on the handkerchief and let the black tiger bite it. An Wan'er patted the dog's head and smiled, "I'm here to guard it. Go back and ask my father to find someone to bring this big guy down the mountain. Otherwise, We two don't have the ability to get it back."

The wild boar is too big, so it would be fine if An Wan'er uses space to transport it down the mountain. She doesn't have much space, but it's still okay to put down a big wild boar. But An Wan'er would never do that.

The space must not be exposed.

Even if it is a heart-to-heart for herself and loves herself more than their own parents, she will not tell them the big secret of having the Spiritual Spring Space.

She was worried that they could not bear such a secret, which became a burden to them instead. So it's not just them, but she won't reveal any secrets about this space in the future.

"Woom."

After hearing An Wan'er's words, Heihu shouted at her twice, shook his tail and excitedly held the handkerchief in his mouth, turned around and disappeared quickly in front of her.

As soon as the black tiger left, the bored An Wan'er first prayed to her parents who loved her so much that she could not faint because of her **** handkerchief. Then I focused on the space.

As the consciousness stumbled into the space, An Wan'er's eyes were so shocked that she was straightened.

What did she see?

In the space, the two broken roots that she had put in before actually arched out of the soil in such a short period of time, and grew back into a piece, only the exposed part was seen. It contains ginseng from five to six hundred years.

Try to dig them out with your mind. An Wan'er found that her thoughts were very useful in this space. With just one thought, the ginseng would appear in front of her intact.

After seeing it clearly, An Wan'er was even more shocked. The ginseng, which was originally just two roots, really grew like five or six hundred years old. And the whole ginseng that was originally three hundred years old is even more exaggerated.

It looks like it is at least a thousand taels of vintage now. The whole roots spread out, and they were almost the same height as the adult man.

An Wan'er: "."

Seven liang of ginseng is ginseng, and eight liang is treasure. Now that she has changed three times, she has three more treasures. Can she still drink her ginseng chicken soup?

She definitely couldn't take out all three ginsengs, she could only take one small one to avoid scaring her parents.

But even this little one, I’m afraid her parents would put it away as a family heirloom?

After thinking about it, An Wan'er could only fold two more pieces of roots from a small ginseng, and then buried them directly in the soil and irrigated them with different amounts of spiritual spring water. Now she went down, and she planted two smaller ginseng with Lingquan water to avoid the ginseng chicken soup on her mouth flying.

Haha, the effect of her space spiritual spring water on plants is really too good. I don’t know what will happen if a human or an animal drinks it?

Remove all diseases and prolong life?

I couldn't help but look at the big wild boar whose head was almost blooming by her. An Wan'er turned her gaze away and looked at the two listless ones, but she was still breathing. pheasant.

After finding a leaf, An Wan'er used her mind to lure some spiritual spring water out to feed the two pheasants.

The two pheasants were still wilted, whether they were drinking water or finished drinking it. It was still the same, and he did not show any like it at all, and he looked more energetic.

Well, it seems that this spiritual spring water has no effect on animals. Also, there seems to be no side effects?

Otherwise, keep them first, eat pig slaughtering vegetables tonight, and ginseng chicken soup tomorrow. By the way, if there is nothing wrong with them, try drinking some spiritual spring water to see if this spiritual spring water is also of no benefit to people?

After thinking about it, An Wan'er kindly helped the two pheasants adjust their positions. Let their heads face the grassy ground so that they can eat by themselves.

After doing this, An Wan'er saw wild **** growing nearby. She picked up a piece of stone and planted it into the black soil in the space.

She buried it very shallowly, and this time she was much more careful when watering the wild **** again, and only watered two small drops.

After watering the Lingquan water, she stared at it with decent eyes and soon discovered that the Lingquan water had a very powerful effect on plants. With just two drops of spiritual spring water, the wild **** actually grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, it grew into a piece before it stopped growing.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Looking at the roots of the two ginseng that she planted again before, An Wan'er found that they had also stopped growing.

This time, because she didn't say that there were too many spiritual springs, one had grown into a year of about a hundred years, and the other had only about thirty years.

That's enough.

An Wan'er with satisfaction pulled her consciousness out of the space, looked at no one around, and drew a drop of spiritual spring water on a vine, watching the vine grow wildly before stopping. She began to pull the vines and weave the straw curtains.

Take out the three ginseng and roll them into the weaved straw curtain, tie them carefully and put them aside, An Wan'er continued to weave the basket.

The skill of weaving baskets was not known to her, but to her original body An Wan'er. She remembered that she had some hands at first, but gradually she got better and better.

She didn't weave the basket big. After she finished weaving it, she put two old ones in it and piled it with black fungus on it, and then she put the ginseng, which was only thirty years old, on the top.

After doing all this, she heard the cry of the black tiger coming from afar.

"father-"

An Wan'er threw down the half-finished basket and stood up. Sure enough, she saw her father An Shengchang in the book, bringing Weng Butcher Weng and his three sons in the village with ropes and long sticks.

"Wan'er, why are you so brave? I just got lost in this mountain yesterday, and I dared to enter the mountain again today?"

(End of this chapter)