Time slipped past quietly.

The feeling of season on the cliff is not obvious, but the temperature has quietly dropped.

It took a long time to know that another winter was coming.

He waved his bronze knife and harvested the mature millet and sorghum in the field, and put the storage-resistant vegetables in the small cellar. He thought for a while and said that he had a lot of salt anyway, so he simply sorted some radish and the like in the pottery jar and marinated them layer by layer.

After the grains returned to the warehouse, he wandered around the cliff.

“Hey, mature.”

Looking at the gourd vine hanging beside the big stone in the morning class not far away, Fang Chang said in secret.

Because he often encounters it, he no longer checks the status of the gourd on the vine when he passes by. When he sees it today, he finds that the gourd has been completely mature.

Well, of course,

No gourd doll pops up and calls herself grandpa.

After all, although the mountain in Yunzhong is extremely beautiful, there are many birds, beasts, plants and trees that have developed spiritual wisdom, compared with the huge number of species in this mountain, fairies are actually very rare.

Moreover, after the spiritual intelligence is activated, their lifespan will generally increase a lot, so the density seems a bit large.

Although he was not enlightened, the gourd was filled with aura. Fang Chang chuckled, walked forward, picked the first one, and took it in his hand to look at it.

The very beautiful gourd is small on the top and big on the bottom. It looks circumsential and has a suitable size. It stretches out its palm and holds it straight. It has not been paid attention to for a long time. The appearance of the gourd has already shown a comfortable light yellow color.

In fact, when the gourds and gourd leaves are soft and tender, some of them have been eaten. The dishes and soups made with them are delicious and fragrant. They can also be steamed on a cauldron and have a refreshing taste. They are a good food, so there are not many gourds on the vine.

Use a straight-back small jade knife to cut the gourd's mouth horizontally, then gently turn the knife to open the mouth, and then use tools to dig it out.

Gently take out the gourd seeds and gourd pulp, then put some self-planted beans and shake them, pour them over, make sure that most of the flocs have been taken out, and then collect the gourd seeds and prepare to plant them later.

Then soak the gourd in clean water for three days and three nights, then pour water and put it in a pot and cook for two minutes.

Then, continue digging.

After he was cleaned inside, he went to the mountains to look for honeycombs, took some beeswax, simmered them, poured them in and shook them well, and then repeated them after cooling. After applying beeswax inside, it can prevent leakage, and it is durable, not easy to get mold, and does not affect the contents.

Fang Chang used to have hunted horns. He took the tip, cut and steamed it, and made a beautiful gourd stopper, and put it in a silver piece. He looked at it. After this operation, the gourd's spiritual charm was not affected, but instead brought a sense of skill.

Use a self-woven rope to tie it around the waist of the gourd, hang the empty gourd around the waist, put away the tools in a square long way, and walk out of the house.

He stood in the pavilion by the cliff and looked into the distance below the mountain.

In the past two months, my chances in spiritual awareness are approaching and becoming clearer. Maybe I will go down the mountain today to completely resolve the obsession of the original body.

However, in recent times, the movement of the celestial phenomena at night has become increasingly strange, which shows that the great disaster on earth has begun to operate.

However, now we can see a little bit that the signs of this celestial phenomenon are not just human affairs, so the surge in variables is different from the previous situation.

OK, go pack your luggage.

When he walked into the house, Fang Chang took out the bag and put some snacks, "The Path of Practice" and "The Method of Practice". Since the descaling technique, this white dress has been enough, and there is no need to change clothes, but the old clothes can also be used for bedding and loaded. Then he installed a few pieces of copper, a little silver block obtained from digging copper mines, and some pieces of combs and other pieces.

After tying the package, Fang Chang took off the Lingquan sword behind him.

Since casting, it has been inseparable. The spirits in the sword have washed away all their dew and disappeared from ignorance. However, this kind of sword spirit is different from the monsters, and has not enlightened the spirit and has become a monster.

It's just that the distance between Dacheng is still a little short of time.

Fang Chang held the hilt of the sword and drew the sword out, looked at it, and decided not to bring it for the time being.

Hanging the sword sheath on the wall, he went out and raised his hand. The Lingquan Sword roared softly, flew upwards, almost into the clouds, and then turned gently in the air and fell downwards at the back mountain.

Plop.

The Lingquan Sword fell back into the Lingjian Spring.

The sword is warmed here, and the mist gradually rises, moving and surrounding it, half-covering the Spirit Sword Spring, which is very wonderful.

Back in the house, he looked around, Fang Chang picked up the oil-paper umbrella and inserted it behind him.

This umbrella was made at the beginning of the year, and later it was made into paper. It looked for tung tree fruits in Yunzhongshan and brushed them with oil. Its bamboo body is clean and light and beautiful. It has been used several times in summer rain, and it is considered a good practical object.

After cleaning up, he closed the door and the fence gate, Fang Chang turned his head and jumped off the edge of the cliff.

With the rapid fall, the mountain wind whistled in his ears.

Safe landing.

The pool under the waterfall next to it is deeper and larger. The thin waterfall jumps down from the cliff and makes a loud sound in the pool. There are dense water plants on the edge, and there are fish and frogs moving in the water. I don’t know where the birds and beasts brought the grass seeds and eggs.

There is moss on the stones next to the pool, which seems to be affected by the spiritual energy on the cliff. It is actually a bit quiet and natural here.

Fang Chang tidied up his clothes and walked down the mountain.

Linxi Village seems much more lively. After the harvest, it is not yet cold. People visit each other, or gather under the walls, chatting in the sun, and are very active. As the meal is approaching, the air is faintly filled with the aroma of new food.

There are no large families in the small mountain village to exploit. Although the fields are small and thin, life is better than the plains at the foot of the mountain.

After working for a year, theoretically after paying 10% of the imperial grain per mu, the rest is all my own. I just need to concentrate my youth and strong people to drive the car to the city, eat and eat some, and have to endure the pain of the minor officials fighting. That's the case, the remaining harvest is also quite large, enough to have a good New Year.

The children were rosy in their food and were full of energy to have fun. The adults also let go of their worries and enjoyed the slack season.

Looking at this scene, it makes people feel comfortable.

Fang Chang was still as usual, and he was so bold that he passed through the village, but no one could find him.

After getting onto the official road, he removed this transparent effect and walked slowly on the official road like an ordinary pedestrian.

There is Huqiao Town more than ten miles ahead. Fang Chang was going to the Blacksmith's house to exchange for some copper coins, and then eat a bowl of mutton noodles in the town, and buy a few Fuhu cakes to put in the bag.

Using Fuhu cakes as dry food on the road is a common choice for passers-by. After all, Fuhu cakes are heavy in oil and sugar, and are resistant to putting them and not easily damaged. They taste beautiful and have no soup yet, so they are very suitable for carrying. This is also the reason why Fuhu cakes are famous.

Fang Chang's plan was to go to Huaifeng Mansion first, because the last time he went down the mountain to investigate, he could know that his original parents should be related to a business called "Yongwang". When he went to Xingqing Mansion, he had seen this business in the mansion city.

However, at the mutton noodle stall, he met Xie Guang'an, the porter of Huaifeng Mansion.
Chapter completed!