Blue Silver Grass Guide.

Chapter 8: A Weapon for Good Works
"Ayi—! Ah Yi—!"

The shouts made Ling Yi wake up from his meditation, raised his head and looked at the sound.

At this time, a round head was protruding from above the courtyard wall of Ling Yi's house, looking into the courtyard with a tiger head.

Zhang Lei, Ling Yi's cousin...or cousin?

The son of Uncle Zhang Dahe and Aunt/Aunt Ling He is also the other darling of the Ling and Zhang families.

Three and a half years old Zhang Lei, as a male of the Zhang family's bloodline, has a high possibility of awakening the "hoe" martial spirit passed down by the Zhang family's ancestors in the martial soul awakening ceremony two and a half years later.

As a weapon spirit, the "Hoe" spirit is much more practical than the "Blue Silver Grass", at least it can barely be regarded as a weapon.

Even if it is not used for fighting, it is extremely convenient just for farming. It can be called a famous high-grade martial spirit from all over the country!
The most important thing is that compared to the useless martial souls such as "Blue Silver Grass", "Morning Glory", and "Ivy", the possibility of the "Hoe" martial soul awakening the innate soul power is a little higher.

Although, in the past tens or hundreds of years, there has been no example of the owner of the "Hoe" martial spirit awakening his innate soul power, and it is not known how high the possibility of this 'little bit' is, but the nearby The villagers still believe so firmly.

"Brother Lei, you climbed so high again, be careful when uncle comes back and sees it, and it will make your ass bloom again—"

Ling Yi screamed while suppressing his voice, while letting go of Ah Huang and Miao Miao who were in his arms, stood up and walked towards the gate of his own courtyard.

As a melodious "creak" sound sounded, Ling Yi held the wooden door with one hand, shook his head at Zhang Lei, who slid to the ground along the bamboo pole and ran over quickly, and said: "Come in quickly, my aunt should bring me food later." Yes, if I see you climbing up and down, I will definitely tell my uncle when I go back——"

"hey-hey--"

Zhang Lei bared his teeth and ran into the door with a smile, and said at the same time: "As long as you don't tell them, it will be fine -"

As he spoke, Zhang Lei, who came to the courtyard of Ling Yi's house, scanned left and right with his big black and white eyes, and when he saw something placed on the window edge of the kitchen not far away, his eyes widened a little, and an expression appeared on his face. He walked over there with a bit of excitement.

Ling Yi followed behind Zhang Lei, with Ah Huang and Miao Miao spinning back and forth under their feet, while playing with the two little ones, while shaking his head slightly, he said, "If you really want it, just tell uncle..."

In the words, Zhang Lei has already walked to the window sill of the kitchen in three steps and two steps, put his toes on the tiptoe, and stretched his hand to the window sill higher than his own, groping to get the target.

Ling Yi: "Anyway, this thing is not difficult to make."

After the sound fell, Ling Yi cast his eyes on the thing in Zhang Lei's hand - the slingshot.

This is a primitive slingshot with the 'Y'-shaped branches of "Iron Birch" as the main frame, the strings tanned from the stems and leaves of "Mimosa", and a small piece of Iron Birch bark as the leather pocket.

Hearing what Ling Yi said, Zhang Lei rolled his eyes and said, "It's not difficult. I heard from my father that it took almost four or five days to make this slingshot for you. In front of his "hoe" martial spirit The edge of my hoe was almost dull, so I polished the branches cut from the "iron birch tree" in the north of the village to the look you wanted..."

Having said that, Zhang Lei could not put it down and repeatedly played with the iron birch slingshot in his hand.

"Hey-yah-!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Lei held the handle of the slingshot in his left hand and the leather pocket in his right hand, pulling it vigorously.

However, after all, he was only a three and a half year old kid. Although the children in Douluo Dalu developed rapidly, they still lacked strength after all. They only opened a little distance, and had to let go with a blushing face.

"Okay~" Ling Yi stepped forward to take the iron birch slingshot from Zhang Lei, walked sideways to the main house, and said, "Come in and get the one I made first—"

"This is the same as the one my uncle made again at your house later. It's for adults to play with."

"Oh——" Zhang Lei nodded and followed.

……

After lunch, under the careful instruction of his aunt Ling He, Ling Yi followed Zhang Lei, with two little ones, one yellow and one gray, on his buttocks, and walked towards the south of the village.

Passing by the gates of several small courtyards that are almost the same as Ling Yi's house, the two primary schools led them to the outside of the village.

In the distance, a slightly quiet river was gurgling and flowing there.

"Wow! Wow——!"

Amidst a burst of excited barks, the little yellow dog Ahuang jumped out from Ling Yi's feet, like a wild horse running off its rein, and ran forward happily.

"Meow--"

The little raccoon cat, Miaomiao, stretched out its head and rubbed against Ling Yi's ankle, as if urging something.

Seeing this, Ling Yi glanced at his cousin Zhang Lei who was turning to look at him, raised his chin and said: "Let's go, go find my uncle first -"

As he said that, he took short legs and walked southeast along the dirt road outside the village.

After a while, the two people and the two little ones came to a pond outside the southeast corner of the village.

"dad--!"

"uncle--!"

"Wang Wang--!"

I saw Zhang Lei shouting first, then taking the lead, running towards a tall young man by the pond with his hands wide open.

Afterwards, Ling Yi and Ah Huang at his feet also opened their mouths and shouted, then ran forward.

Beside the pond, Zhang Dahe followed the sound and saw the figures of Zhang Lei and Ling Yi. A smile suddenly appeared on his face. He quickly squatted down and opened his arms to welcome them.

Embracing the small bodies of Zhang Lei and Ling Yi from left to right, Zhang Dahe rubbed the heads of the two little guys with both hands, and asked with a smile: "It's such a hot day, why did you two come here?"

Immediately, his face suddenly changed, and he asked: "Isn't it because you want to play with water?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Dahe's expression became a bit serious: "I tell you, this is absolutely not allowed!!"

"No, no, no—" Ling Yi waved his hands repeatedly in Zhang Dahe's arms, and said, "Brother Lei and I came here to catch some toads—"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Lei nodded again and again: "Yes yes yes—"

As he spoke, he took out a small pale yellow slingshot from his side waist, waved it at Zhang Dahe, and continued: "Father, we are going to hit the toad with the slingshot, and then, help us pick it up, okay?" ?”

"At that time, we will catch a lot, and send some to grandparents, and grandparents..."

"Hahaha——" Zhang Dahe laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said, "Okay...it's rare for you little monkey to be filial and remember grandparents and grandparents. Dad will definitely help you—"

"Hey--" Zhang Lei shook the small slingshot with his left hand, scratched his head with his right hand, and said with some embarrassment: "Ah Yi told me, you can't just focus on yourself..."

Saying that, without waiting for Zhang Dahe's response, he twisted his little buttocks, broke away from Zhang Dahe's arms, and ran towards the front along the edge of the pond.

"This kid—"

Zhang Dahe looked at his cub's jumping back, shook his head amusedly, then turned his eyes to the well-behaved Ling Yi in his arms, raised his arms slightly, and said softly:

"Xiao Yi, you came just in time to help uncle take another look at the pond."

While speaking, holding the ring on his left hand, let Ling Yi sit sideways on the crook of his left arm, Zhang Dahe walked forward, pointed his right hand at the pond next to him, and said as he walked:

"Before, you said that you would dig a small canal from the upper and lower reaches of the Changlin River, and then dig a pond in the middle to connect the two ends..."

Listening to Zhang Dahe's narration, Ling Yi turned his eyes to the scene in front of him.

This is a pond about 30 meters long and nearly 20 meters wide, located two miles outside the southeast corner of Shanhai Village.

There is a ditch with a width of about 1.5 meters on the upper, lower, and eastern sides, and the trickling water flows in and out from the Changlin River more than 200 meters away.

These ponds and ditches were dug out bit by bit by Ling Yi's uncle Zhang Dahe with his "hoe" spirit.

On a summer afternoon, around this newly formed pond, which is only two months old, water plants are flourishing, and the sounds of frogs and insects echo everywhere.

Vaguely, there are fish of different sizes under the water, either chasing shrimps and water bugs, or floating up to the surface to eat duckweed.

At the outlet of the canal on the east side of the pond, a dark green rattan net can be seen with the naked eye, mostly submerged underwater, blocking most of the large fish and shrimp, preventing them from returning to the Changlin River along the water flow .

"Uncle~" Ling Yi's eyes reflected the thriving scene in front of him, his expression was indifferent, and he said in a childish tone: "There are only those grasses in the water that are not very beautiful, can we plant some flowers?"

Hearing this, Zhang Dahe cast his gaze towards the pond, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and murmured: "Flowers? Hmm... There seems to be some lotus flowers in the pond in Second Uncle's village. Let's go back and transplant some here..."

(End of this chapter)