Fantasy Farm

Under Lu Qingjiu's perfunctory care, Yin Xun, who had always had a big heart, quickly put down the small truck that was bathing in the rain, and focused his attention on the meal Lu Qingjiu was cooking.

"What are you eating tonight?" Yin Xun held his head and looked into the pot.

"Isn't it hot." Lu Qingjiu said, "Be a cold noodle, steam some steamed buns and cook a pot of mung bean porridge." The steamed noodles of steamed buns are ready yesterday, and they can be eaten fresh when they are steamed.

Yin Xun said, "Can I have one first?"

"Eat." Lu Qingjiu used chopsticks to fork a steamed bun out of the steamer, and said, "You give them two as well, put your stomach on it, and it's done right away. Be careful about it."

Yin Xun hummed happily, grabbed the bun and went out. This steamed bun is made by Lu Qingjiu himself. Because it is the first time to make it, the steamed buns are not very good, some are big and some are small, but although the presentation is not good, the taste is not bad at all, and the entrance is soft and smooth. It's sweet in your mouth, and the more you chew, the more delicious it gets.

The cold noodles are also ready, with fresh bean sprouts and crispy cucumber shreds made at home. The condiment is made with Lu Qing wine. After mixing well, the cold noodles are sour and spicy and very appetizing. There was also the pot of mung bean porridge. After it was cooked, it was cooling down. Lu Qingjiu put the porridge into a bowl and beckoned them to eat.

Zhu Miaomiao and Yin Xun helped bring the dishes to the table, and the five of them sat down and started eating.

Zhang Chuyang didn't seem to have much interest in dinner at first, but after taking a sip, his eyes showed awe-inspiring expression, and said, "Sake, you cook so delicious?"

Lu Qingjiu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang is polite, I just made some casually."

Because Baiyue fox likes to eat meat, Lu Qingjiu also specially made garlic white meat for Baiyue fox. The meat was cut by Baiyue fox himself. His knife skills are very good. The cut meat is as thin as cicada wings and topped with condiments. The meat is transparent when you put it in your mouth. It is not greasy at all when you put it in your mouth. The mouth is full of delicious meat.

Yin Xun ate five steamed buns in one breath. Although the steamed buns were not big, they were still very choppy. Lu Qingjiu had always been modest, and he stopped his chopsticks when he was 80% full.

Zhang Chuyang and Zhu Miaomiao also had almost eaten, so the people at the table looked at Bai Yuehu and took a bite and a half of steamed buns, and didn't mean to be full. The last Zhu Miaomiao's eyes were rounded, and he whispered: "If I were like Mr. Bai, it would be great." I can eat hard without getting fat.

Bai Yuehu ignored her at all, ate everything on the table, and looked up at Lu Qingjiu.

Lu Qingjiu said: "Are you full? There are still a lot of steamed buns in the pot. If you are not full, I will bring you some more."

Bai Yuehu said: "It's almost there."

Yin Xun said, "Then put the remaining steamed buns in the refrigerator?"

Lu Qingjiu said: "Well, let's put it inside. Tomorrow morning you can deep-fried the steamed buns and eat it, and you can also use it for cherry sauce."

"Good." Yin Xun followed Bai Yuehu to clean up the kitchen. Under normal circumstances, Lu Qingjiu cooks, Yinxun handles miscellaneous matters, and Baiyuehu washes the dishes. The distribution of the three is very reasonable.

When he was full, it was time to do business. Lu Qingjiu had a plan already in his mind. He went to the kitchen to find the tea he had bought in the town before, and then made a cup of tea for Zhang Chuyang with hot water.

"Mr. Zhang." Lu Qingjiu put the tea in front of Zhang Chuyang.

Seeing that the atmosphere became serious, Zhang Chuyang reduced the smile on his face and sat down in front of the table.

"I understand your request here, but this matter requires some ceremonies, so please cooperate with me." Lu Qingjiu's tone was very serious, "You must cooperate with me during the ceremony, if something goes wrong. , There may be some bad effects."

Zhang Chuyang said: "I know, I just want to ask, is there really no sequelae?"

"No." Because I had checked with Bai Yuehu before, Lu Qingjiu was able to give the answer so calmly.

"That's all right." Zhang Chuyang touched his head and sighed, "What rituals are going to be done, you say, I will do it."

Lu Qingjiu nodded and told Zhang Chuyang the process of the ceremony. In fact, this ritual was the same set of things the goddess did at the time, and Lu Qingjiu simply moved all of it. Originally, he didn't want to make it so troublesome, but thinking about it carefully, that one hundred thousand yuan is not a small amount of money, and the hair grows after such a bow will give people a too relaxed feeling. So in order to make Zhang Chuyang's 100,000 yuan worth of flowers, Lu Qingjiu decided to make trouble.

Zhang Chuyang didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but seeing Lu Qingjiu's expression so serious, he was inexplicably nervous.

"Okay, the process of the ceremony is probably like this. Take a good rest today, bathe and change clothes before going to bed. Tomorrow morning, we will start the ceremony." Lu Qingjiu said, "Don't go out at night, the security here is not good."

Zhang Chuyang nodded, and went back to rest in the room.

After he left, Zhu Miaomiao patted Lu Qingjiu on the shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile: "Sake, I didn't see it, you are still sluggish."

Lu Qingjiu spread his hands innocently: "I just wanted to make him feel that the money was not thrown out for a waste."

Zhu Miaomiao said, "Um...this is also good." At any rate, he gave a reason to grow hair.

After Yin Xun finished washing the dishes, he planned to go back by himself. Lu Qingjiu thought about it and decided to send him a ride. Yin Xun originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Lu Qingjiu's firm attitude, he agreed.

So the two of them held their umbrellas and walked into the rain curtain. Under the heavy rain that was still falling, Lu Qingjiu sent Yin Xun home.

Yin Xun's home is actually not far from his home, it takes only five or six minutes to walk. When he was a child, Yin Xun was a left-behind child. After his parents went out to work, they left him alone in Shuifu Village, and he and his grandparents depended on each other. After that, Lu Qingjiu left the village, but had always been in contact with Yin Xun. Yin Xun informed him of an accident in the old house.

"Yin Xun, haven't you thought about going out?" Lu Qingjiu asked Yin Xun when he got home.

Yin Xun said, "Go out? Where to go?" The sound of the rain made Yin Xun's voice a little fuzzy, but Lu Qingjiu still heard his answer clearly.

"Your parents?" Lu Qingjiu said, "They..."

"Don't go find them." Yin Xun said, "They are all divorced, and they have their own families. What am I going to do? It's better to guard the yard of my grandma's favorite house." He walked into the house. Waved to Lu Sake, motioning him to go back.

Lu Qingjiu said nothing, and turned away.

Everyone has their own destiny. Some of these destinies come from heaven, but some are their own choices. Lu Qingjiu vaguely remembered that Yin Xun's parents wanted to take him out of the village, just like Lu Qingjiu's parents, but in the end Yin Xun rejected his parents and insisted on staying in this remote mountain village until he reached adulthood.

The rain was a bit heavy, and the road began to become muddy. Even if he was very careful, there was still a lot of mud splashed on Lu Qingjiu's trouser legs. Before entering the house, he went to the parking place again. Sure enough, he saw that the dirty truck was now completely new. It also saw Lu Qingjiu, and his lights flashed.

Lu Qingjiu laughed when he saw it, and stretched out his hand to touch his head: "Hey, don't stand up on wheels, you will be seen."

The small truck banged twice, indicating that it knew it.

Lu Qingjiu entered the house, put the wet umbrella on the wall, took a shower, and went to bed.

The next day, the alarm clock at four o'clock in the morning awakened Lu Qingjiu from his sleep. He yawned and looked out the window and found that the rain had stopped all night.

Lu Qingjiu got dressed and did not make breakfast as usual. Instead, he brought a bowl of rice to the backyard, and then put three incense sticks on the rice. Although he inserted incense, he didn't mean to worship...After all, he didn't lack hair.

Zhang Chuyang also woke up on time, sitting in the room a little nervously, looking out from time to time.

Lu Qingjiu noticed that there was something wrong with his mood, and asked, "Why, did you not sleep last night?"

Zhang Chuyang said: "Um...have a nightmare."

Lu Qingjiu said, "What did you dream of?"

Zhang Chuyang hesitated for a moment: "I dreamed of a girl knocking on my door, but when I opened the door, I found no one. When I closed the door and returned to the bed, I always felt that there was something more in my bed..."

Lu Qingjiu said: "That may be because you think too much."

"Perhaps." Zhang Chuyang looked hesitant, this dream was too real, and the truth made him a little bit confused between reality and dream.

Lu Qingjiu checked the time and said, "Let's go, it's almost done."

Zhang Chuyang nodded, and went to the backyard with Lu Qingjiu.

The sky is still dark and the surroundings are dark. Although the backyard is lit, the range of lighting is very small. In the darkness, the three sticks of incense that Lu Qingjiu had lit before gave off a faint red light, and there was also a smell of incense sticks in the air. Lu Qingjiu walked in front with a rooster in his hand.

Zhang Chuyang glanced at Lu Qingjiu, wondering why he was a little frightened inexplicably.

The gentle expression on Lu Qingjiu’s face was more of an indifferent coldness. He was standing next to Zhang Chuyang, but it made Zhang Chuyang feel that he was far away from him. He wanted to call Lu Qingjiu’s The name, but his throat moved up and down, but he still swallowed the cry.

Lu Qingjiu walked to the mouth of the well, raised the knife and chopped off the head of the rooster with a sharp knife. The rooster had died under the knife without even screaming.

As soon as the chicken's head fell off, bright red blood spewed out. Lu Qingjiu had prepared well and poured the chicken blood into a large prepared bowl.

Then he discarded the chicken casually, picked up the chicken blood, and handed it to Zhang Chuyang for a drink.

When Zhang Chuyang took it, his hands were shaking, but the atmosphere in front of him was such that he did not dare to ask why, but obediently took a sip of the bowl.

The fresh chicken blood was hard to drink, and the smell was so heavy that Zhang Chuyang forced himself to swallow it.

Lu Qingjiu nodded when he saw him drinking, and said in a nonsensical tone: "Just bow to the mouth of the well."

Zhang Chuyang quickly saluted the wellhead.

Lu Qingjiu said, "Well, you can go back."

Zhang Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Qingjiu. This eye made his heart beat abruptly. He saw a few drops of chicken blood on Lu Qingjiu's cheeks, and his eyes were half drooping, covering his eyes. In the light, the drop of blood under the corner of his eye seemed to have turned into a mole, which looked a bit more inhumane. Zhang Chuyang didn't dare to look any more, turned around and left, staggering a few steps as he left, and almost didn't fall to the ground.

Lu Qingjiu stood behind him, looking at his almost embarrassed back and showing an inexplicable expression. He reached out his hand and wiped his face, only to realize that his face seemed to be stained with blood when he killed the chicken just now. .

Damn it, wouldn't he be too cruel to scare the gold master! Lu Qingjiu hurriedly shouted, "Hey, Mr. Zhang, don't be afraid of Mr. Zhang, I don't kill chickens like this usually—"

Zhu Miaomiao was awakened by the sound outside, yawning with a dazed look, and saw Lu Qingjiu carrying a dead chicken explaining something to Zhang Chuyang. Zhang Chuyang's expression was very subtle, and he was afraid. There seemed to be more fear in that. What to order...

When Lu Qingjiu saw Zhu Miaomiao coming, he quickly said, "Miaomiao, tell Mr. Zhang, I rarely kill chickens, right?"

"What's wrong with the killing of the chicken?" Zhu Miaomiao asked, confused by Lu Qingjiu's words, "have you done the ceremony?"

"It's done." Lu Qingjiu said helplessly.

"Miaomiao, when will my hair grow up?" Zhang Chuyang put his gaze on Zhu Miaomiao, and stopped looking at Lu Qingjiu beside him.

"It should be tomorrow, right?" Zhu Miaomiao still didn't understand what happened to Zhang Chuyang and Lu Qingjiu, why the atmosphere was so strange, she scratched her head, "Zhang, what happened? "

"It's okay." Zhang Chuyang said confidently.

Lu Qingjiu opened his mouth and wanted to explain something, but looking at Zhang Chuyang's state at this moment, it was obvious that he couldn't hear anything. After sighing, he glanced at the chicken he was holding and turned away.

Zhang Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Lu Qingjiu's departure. Zhu Miaomiao hurriedly asked when he saw Lu Qingjiu, "Zhang, what happened?"

"Didn't you say that the white moon fox you saw yesterday is the most powerful person?" Zhang Chuyang felt lingering, "but I think this Lu Qingjiu is obviously better than the white moon fox."

Zhu Miaomiao said: "How to say?"

Then Zhang Chuyang told Zhu Miaomiao what happened this morning vividly. Zhu Miaomiao looked a little strange after hearing this. She really couldn't connect the monster in Zhang Chuyang's description with Lu Qingjiu. You can see Zhang Chuyang's face was affirmative, she still failed to say what she was trying to persuade, but just replied casually.

Lu Qingjiu didn't understand why Zhang Chuyang suddenly started to be afraid of him. Didn't he just kill a chicken? Although the killing method was a bit brutal, it was not terrifying. Looking at Zhang Chuyang's ghostly eyes again, he didn't know what to say to restore Zhang Chuyang's original attitude.

Forget it, anyway, after doing this business, everyone will return to the bridge, and there should not be too many intersections in the future. Lu Qingjiu thought about this, boiled a pot of boiling water, and removed the hair of the slayed rooster. Today, he just ate the chicken pot...

According to Zhu Miaomiao's example, after worshipping the well on the first day, the hair should not grow out until the next day. After the hair grows out, they should go back, and they will not stay here. After Zhu Miaomiao comforted Zhang Chuyang in the room, he ran to the front yard and patted Lu Qingjiu on the shoulder, and said, "Drink, Mr. Zhang was scared this time."

Lu Qingjiu said, "Hey, I can't rely on me for this. I just killed a chicken in front of him."

"No." Zhu Miaomiao said, "I asked carefully, I think it has something to do with the dream he had last night."

Lu Qingjiu listened, his hands kept moving, and he broke open the cock's belly with one knife, and skillfully took out the internal organs.

Zhu Miaomiao looked at Lu Qingjiu's profile and the clean energy in his hand, and silently swallowed his saliva: "He bought a ticket for tomorrow, saying that he will leave tomorrow morning regardless of whether his hair grows out."

Lu Qingjiu said: "Does it really scare him?"

"Scared." Zhu Miaomiao nodded.

"Okay." Lu Qingjiu sighed, "I didn't expect him to be so courageous."

Zhu Miaomiao tilted his head: "I don't understand either. I was quite stubborn when I came, and said I would do anything for the sake of my hair." Then he watched a slaughter of chickens, and suddenly it was impossible.

Lu Qingjiu cut the chicken in half with another knife. He didn't mention Zhang Chuyang again but said, "Is it okay to eat chicken pot at noon?"

"Good, good." Zhu Miaomiao nodded cheerfully.

As usual, the white moon fox went to finish the vegetable plot early, and went back to the yard to lie down. It didn’t rain today, but the ground was still wet. The chicken **** ran around on the ground and got dirty feathers. of. When the weather is good, Xiaohua and Xiaohei will escape from the pigsty to bask in the sun or eat some food, but they don’t like the ground just after it rains today, obviously they will get their clean pig feet. dirty.

The chicken pot at noon is very delicious. The side dishes are potatoes, onions and green peppers. The chicken is soft and delicious. The rich soup is another good dish when poured on the rice.

The five people ate the poor rooster cleanly. The white moon fox eats chickens with a very magical feature, that is, it does not spit out bones, no matter what part it is, put all of it in its mouth, and then use that mouth to clean it. The clean and neat beautiful teeth were all chewed up and swallowed easily.

Lu Qingjiu knew the identity of Baiyue Fox, and Yin Xun got used to it. The two felt nothing, but Zhang Chuyang, who had been frightened early this morning, heard the sound of Baiyue Fox chewing bones but felt a little uncomfortable. He asked Zhu Miaomiao in a low voice: "Can this bone be chewed?"

Zhu Miaomiao paused slightly, took out a chicken leg bone from his mouth, and said, "Mr. Zhang...We are a normal person."

Zhang Chuyang: "..."

Lu Qingjiu listened to the side and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

The white moon fox obviously also heard the conversation between Zhang Chuyang and Zhu Miaomiao, but had no intention of changing it at all. As soon as the chopsticks stretched out and picked up a chicken neck, he swallowed it all with a few mouthfuls, which made Zhang Chuyang watch from the side. There was a shiver.

Zhang Chuyang spent a day trembling like this, and Lu Qingjiu completely gave up and changed his view of himself.

As a result, Lu Qingjiu lying on the bed heard a familiar cry the next morning, which was not a scream, but a cry full of surprise and hope.

"I have long hair!!! I have long hair!!!" Once, on such an unclear morning, Zhu Miaomiao also made such an excited shout, but this time, the shouting person became Zhang Chuyang.

When Lu Qingjiu came out of the house, he saw Zhang Chuyang happily spinning around in the courtyard. However, after seeing him, his originally extremely excited eyes appeared stagnant for a moment, and that moment was almost like a basin of ice water poured in. On top of the iron that has just burned red.

"Mr. Lu." Zhang Chuyang's smile solidified on his face, replaced by an indescribable cautiousness, "You are awake."

Lu Qingjiu could hardly describe Zhang Chuyang’s expression for a while. If he had to describe it, then Zhang Chuyang was looking at him with non-human eyes, and Zhang Chuyang was still full of awe and fear for this non-human. .

"Yeah." Lu Qingjiu said, "Mr. Zhang..."

"Don't call me Mr. Zhang! Just call me Chu Yang." Zhang Chuyang interrupted Lu Qingjiu and said hurriedly, "You don't have to be so polite!"

Lu Qingjiu looked at Zhang Chuyang. Zhang Chuyang in front of him took off the hat on his head, revealing a black and beautiful hair. Except for a little longer, this hair is not different from other hairs. If you must say If there is an abnormal situation, it may be that Zhang Chuyang's worldview, which originally rejected superstition, suffered a devastating blow at this time.

Only one night, the hair really grew up.

Facing Zhang Chuyang's extremely respectful eyes, Lu Qingjiu felt that he had some difficulty communicating with him, so he coughed twice and found an excuse to sneak into the kitchen and make breakfast.

Lu Qingjiu was not the only one who was awakened by Zhang Chuyang’s cry. Zhu Miaomiao and Bai Yuehu also got up one after another. Bai Yuehu said nothing to grow vegetables. Zhu Miaomiao was forced to sit next to Zhang Chaoyang and listen to him. Describe the magical experience of last night.

Said it was a magical experience, in fact, he dreamed of the well in the backyard and an invisible woman in the well... The original scary dream became as beautiful as a fairy tale under the background of longing hair.

"But did you see her face, just say she is pretty?" Zhu Miaomiao looked at Zhang Chuyang with a strange look.

"I didn't see it." Zhang Chuyang said, "But I saw the back of her head, there is a lot of hair on the back of her head."

Zhu Miaomiao was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Then how do you know that you are looking at the back of the head, not the face, in case she looks like this on both sides..."

Zhang Chuyang's smile froze: "No... will it?"

Zhu Miaomiao shrugged.

Zhang Chuyang quickly laughed again and said gently, "It's okay, even if I encounter a ghost, Mr. Lu will protect me."

Zhu Miaomiao: "..." So what strange image did you make for Lu Qingjiu's brain? ? Is the ghost hunter hidden in the small mountain village? !