In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Chapter 207 Su Kai Lingzhi and the Painter

Cheng Miaomiao felt that they were outrageous.

Looking at Tang Wenjue again, he found that his arm was trembling slightly, but he was still holding her pretending to be calm. Tang Wenjue, who noticed her complicated gaze, turned his head and said, "What's wrong? Do you want to come down?"

The tone sounded very calm.

If you ignore the thin, dense cold sweat on his forehead.

Cheng Miaomiao nodded, so Tang Wenjue put her on the ground, and then shook his sleeves to cover his hands in it. No one noticed his clenched fists and the restlessness in his heart.

"...it's a miracle! I'm going to paint it, I'm going to paint it now!"

The painter next to him murmured in a dazed manner.

The youths of the entire village basically rushed into the field, and now only the elderly and children were left standing outside. As soon as Cheng Miaomiao landed, Ji Huai stretched out his hand and led him to his side. He said softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

Cheng Miaomiao shook his head and squeezed his hand.

Speaking of this, she stopped suddenly, carefully made a sound-proof barrier, and then said to Ji Huai in surprise: "Not only are these corn plants all spiritual plants, but I also found that one of them has spiritual wisdom! The last call for help was sent by it!"

Ji Huai said in surprise: "Open your spiritual wisdom?"

Cheng Miaomiao nodded vigorously: "I put it in my space just now, and I will take it out when I have free time. I didn't expect that plants can be enlightened so quickly. It really surprised me."

Opening up spiritual wisdom means that you already have the passport to become a demon.

As long as you practice for a while, you can absorb enough spiritual energy to become a little monster, and you can go wherever you want without being restricted by the terrain.

Even in an era of abundant aura, it is difficult for plants to develop their intelligence and become a monster. Unlike beasts that already possess a certain amount of intelligence, they do not have the ability to protect themselves, and they have to endure the rotation of the four seasons.

If it is like the ground lotus that grows in the swamp and is protected by ferocious beasts coveting and guarding it, it is relatively easy to become a demon, as long as the aura is abundant and the year is in place.

But plants like corn, which are the staple food of the human race, basically have no possibility of enlightening their minds.

Cheng Miaomiao hissed very lightly. She hadn't looked through the introduction of the alien species given in the illustration book, but after thinking about it, she knew that its aptitude would not be bad. The presence.

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows, this matter is indeed miraculous.

But before Fang Tiandi's aura dissipated, there were all kinds of things that turned into monsters. He had seen a lot of them before, but now he didn't think it was very unusual, at most it was a little strange.

Compared to him, he cared more about another thing: "How are you going to deal with the people who destroy the fields?"

Now that she found the plant that sent out the distress signal, it meant that she must also know who did it.

How to deal with it?

Cheng Miaomiao shook her head honestly and said, "I don't know either."

She looked up at the field, and easily found Cheng Sanlang, who was restless. He looked flustered and pale, and he stood out from the crowd of villagers who seemed to have been beaten.

When he didn't find out who the murderer was, Cheng Miaomiao was so angry that he just wanted to get him out and beat him up.

But after I found someone, I found out that this is not something that can be solved with a single beating.

In other words, the lesson of a beating is too simple.

Cheng Miaomiao thought for a while, looked up at Ji Huai, and asked, "Brother Ji Huai, do you think it's okay to leave it to Uncle Zhang?"

"He can handle it."

Ji Huai nodded, fully affirming Zhang Wei.

The laws of the human race are still relatively sound, and the county magistrate is there to help deal with it, which is definitely better than their reckless teaching.

Thinking of this, Ji Huai's eyes changed slightly.

Recently, Miaomiao always talks about the need to manage the mountain and sea boundary well. Perhaps the laws set by the human race can be used as a reference. Moving the management method to the mountain and sea boundary should also be effective, instead of starting from scratch.

The two reached an unprecedented consensus on this matter.

Cheng Miaomiao didn't know that Ji Huai had already gone with her, she watched them collect corn for a while, and then felt bored again, it would be better to let the cows go out to graze.

She glanced furtively here and there.

Suddenly, her eyes paused slightly, and she moved in small steps to the side of the painter who was working furiously. Yes, in order to record the grand occasion of the autumn harvest, the county government even moved a table for the painter to use. .

The first thing that catches the eye is a large piece of golden yellow.

Then there was the dark kneeling person at the back, and Tang Wenjue who stood at the front was the most inked among the simply outlined figures. Seeing the extra piece on his shoulder, Cheng Miaomiao gasped in surprise.

Isn't that her with the little white cat on her head?

The artist actually included her in the painting?
It was the first time for Cheng Miaomiao to experience the feeling of being painted and recorded by others, so he looked more curiously, couldn't help laughing twice, and suggested in a low voice: "You seem to have painted my head crookedly. .”

The painter didn't notice her at all.

The whole person fell into a state of frantic creation, and the movements were both open and close, and vivid and delicate.Soon, the scene of millet seedlings sprouting and growing out of thin air was vividly drawn on the paper, and the villagers shouted that the mountain god was also drawn.

Cheng Miaomiao thinks that this painter is pretty good at painting.

So he left with his arms in his hands in satisfaction.

But she didn't know that the painter was actually just an ordinary painter, his painting skills were far from lifelike, but after witnessing such a miraculous impact with his own eyes, he miraculously performed supernaturally.

After the harvest of this mu of land was completed, some people were left here to deal with it, and the rest were rushed to another mu of land.

Cheng Miaomiao was too lazy to join in the fun, so she stayed behind.

Ji Huai naturally followed her.

The villagers who stayed here to process the corn couldn't hide their excitement, they blushed loudly, and kept talking about how surprised they were just now, Cheng Miaomiao listened with relish.

"Should we build a temple for the mountain god?"

"Master Mountain God has helped us so much, and even bestowed us with Jiahe. It is right to build a temple!"

"Wait back...I'll talk to the village chief soon!"

Cheng Miaomiao was stunned for a moment when she heard the word "building a temple", and realized belatedly, yes, she doesn't have her own temple yet.

Only if you have a temple can you enjoy the incense offerings in the world.

When she heard about the custom of offering sacrifices to mountain gods during the autumn harvest, she thought that was all there was to it, because she had never seen other temples in the village, and she did not expect that there was actually a custom of building temples for the gods here.

"Hey! The cat on your head is very beautiful, I want it!"

At this time, a childish and arrogant voice sounded.

Cheng Miaomiao came back to her senses, subconsciously looked at Ji Huai, and they looked at each other.

Only then did Qiqi turn their heads to look at the source of the sound.

They saw a little fat man standing not far away, pointing his finger at her arrogantly, and snorted, "It's you! Hurry up and give me your cat, and I'll give you ten taels of silver!"

"..."

Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, the little fat man became a little anxious: "Ten taels of silver is not enough, the young master will pay 100 taels of silver!"

(End of this chapter)