Fantasy Farm

After Ju Mang left, he returned soon. When he came back, he had a handful of black seeds in his hand. He handed the seeds to the white moon fox and said that they were the seeds of those eyeballs.

Baiyuehu motioned to Lu Qingjiu to accept the seeds before returning the black umbrella to Jumang. Ju Mang finally took back his black umbrella, and touched the umbrella surface to gently comfort him for a long time. The umbrella seemed to be alive, rubbing against Ju Mang’s cheeks with his umbrella surface, it was like a pair separated by disaster. , At this time, a couple who finally got together again.

Lu Qingjiu accepted the seeds. This kind of seeds looked no different from ordinary seeds, except that the weight was slightly heavier, and the shell looked very hard. He put the seeds carefully into the cloth pocket, and heard Bai Yuehu speak: "How about the Spring Festival?"

"That's it." Jumang said, "There is nothing to do this year."

"Nothing to do?" Bai Yuehu seemed a little confused about this.

Ju Mang said, "Yeah, it's nothing." His tone was a little casual, but the next sentence that came out caught Lu Qingjiu's attention.

Ju Mang said: "They are all busy looking for dragons."

Dragon? Is that the black dragon that escaped? Lu Qingjiu raised his ears. Although his eyes were at the seeds, his ears listened carefully to the conversation between Jumang and Baiyuehu.

"Why haven't you found it?" Bai Yuehu asked.

"I don't know either." Ju Mang put the umbrella away, "Isn't it because I didn't find it that I let my lovely umbrella brother come to Shuifu Village to have a look. Who knows that you caught him and ate it for so long. "He complained so.

Bai Yuehu sneered, "You don't know whose site Shuifu Village is? Who told you that you need to come here to see it."

Ju Mang seemed to be somewhat unreasonable in this matter, and he did not refute Bai Yuehu's words.

"Keep on looking." Bai Yuehu said, "If you can't find it, you are all responsible."

Ju Mang snorted, turned around and planned to leave, but before leaving the yard, he said one last word to Bai Yuehu. He said: "Be careful these days, Zhu Rong may also come over, after all. No one is at ease if the dragon is not found."

Bai Yuehu didn't speak, but Lu Qingjiu noticed that when he heard the name Zhu Rong, his eyes were obviously gloomy, and his whole face was cold.

After Ju Mang left, Lu Qingjiu couldn't help but asked about Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong is the **** of fire in the myth, and the **** in charge of summer. It can be said that it is a **** who has spread widely among the people. Lu Qingjiu didn't expect to hear his name and even have the opportunity to meet him. I was curious, but also a little excited.

However, Bai Yuehu seemed to have a bad impression of Zhu Rong. After hearing Ju Mang say that Zhu Rong would also come to Shuifu Village, his complexion never looked good.

"Why did Zhu Rong come to Shuifu Village?" Lu Qingjiu said, "He also came to find the dragon?"

Bai Yuehu nodded.

Lu Qingjiu said: "Why are you unhappy?"

Bai Yuehu said: "He is the torturer."

Lu Qingjiu was stunned when he heard the words, and then he understood what Bai Yuehu's executor meant. Before being imprisoned, the black dragon had its dragon horns broken, his eyes gouged, and his tongue cut off. Lu Qingjiu felt While cruel, he wondered who could punish the dragon so cruelly. He thought that the executioner was a member of the white moon fox's family, but he didn't expect it to be Zhu Rong, the **** of fire.

"That dragon...was he locked up?" For some reason, Lu Qingjiu remembered the gentle eyes that the dragon looked at him last time, and his heart tightened slightly.

"Yeah." Baiyuehu said, "They all said he did something wrong, and he didn't excuse himself." He sighed slightly, "So he was punished." If the dragon wants to escape, it will naturally escape. , But no one understands why he admitted all the crimes and stayed voluntarily, accepting such cruel punishment. The two places that the dragons don’t like to touch are the dragon’s horns and the inverse scales, but the black dragon was forcibly broken off the dragon’s horns. These are the parts that many dragons would rather die than lose. This is the pride of being a dragon.

Bai Yuehu didn't understand, and he didn't even have a good impression of the prisoner. Now when he heard Ju Mang say that Zhu Rong was coming over, he was naturally in a bad mood.

Lu Qingjiu pondered for a moment and continued to ask: "Then he came to Shuifu Village to find the dragon?"

Bai Yuehu said: "It is roughly."

Lu Qingjiu was silent. He wanted to say something to comfort the depressed White Moon Fox, but he felt that the words were superfluous. After all, although he was not a dragon, he was also uncomfortable seeing the embarrassing appearance of the black dragon. What's more, the white moon fox of the same race as the black dragon.

Not knowing how to comfort the white moon fox with words, Lu Qingjiu cooked a feast in the evening to soothe the white moon fox's soul.

He let the white moon fox kill a chicken, stuffed the chicken's belly with various ingredients, and baked it in the oven. The roasted chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the meat is tender and juicy, and even the bones are crispy. The chickens they raise are really delicious. Not only are they strong in fighting power, but they also have a good taste. The rich aroma that comes out when they rotate in the oven is already coveted. Lu Qingjiu also plans to find some time to buy some rabbits in the town and bring them back. They have the habit of eating rabbit meat. Rabbit meat is white meat. There is no fat at all. The bones are still less than chicken. If it is done, the meat will be very good. It’s tender, and the taste of rabbit liver is much better than ordinary liver. The taste is dense and delicate, and there is no iron smell of liver at all.

After eating, Baiyue Fox felt better, saying that the seeds given by Mang could be planted.

"Where is it planted? Just plant it in the backyard." Lu Qingjiu said, "If this kind of child catches eyeballs and is seen by others, our family must not be regarded as monsters by other villagers."

"Yes." Baiyue Fox thought for a while, and seemed to think that Lu Qingjiu's words made sense, "Just plant it next to the well."

Lu Qingjiu nodded.

Because of the hot sale of hair lotion, the aperture above the well in the backyard is getting thicker and stronger, even in the dark. Even the street lights don’t need to be turned on. In Yin Xun’s words, it even saves their family a lot of electricity bills. . According to Baiyue Fox's statement, it is possible that the female ghost in the well will be able to show the original formed **** after a while. Yin Xun, a mountain god, felt very complicated after hearing this. He felt that he was not as good as a female ghost in the backyard of other people. Although everyone was a fairy, they had an annual salary of one million, and he had to count the money in his pocket even if he ate a small dumpling.

Lu Qingjiu patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, saying that it was the well in their backyard that had paid the most for this family...

I planted the black seeds in the pit, and Lu Qingjiu filled it with a thin layer of soil and poured some water. Although the white moon fox said that I don’t need to care about it, Lu Qingjiu is still a little worried about whether they will Sprout well.

"No problem, don't you have Dangkang at home?" Bai Yuehu said, "Let them come to the backyard to play more, run more on this piece of soil, they can't do it, there is me."

The title of Baiyue Fox as a field expert cannot be shaken off. The fruit trees that their family planted in March have already grown taller than him. Lu Qingjiu even suspects that they will bear fruit this fall. There is no need to wait a few years like other farmers.

White Moon Fox, a small helper in agriculture, a good friend in farming.

According to Baiyue Fox, when these seeds are planted, the fruit will be like eyeballs, and the taste is fruity. It sounds delicious. Lu Qingjiu and Yin Xun who have eaten eyeballs are looking forward to it.

Ju Mang walked for a few days without seeing the figure of Zhu Rong he was talking about, and Lu Qingjiu also forgot about it.

He is an activist. He said he wanted to buy rabbits, so he went to the town the next day and bought a few cute little white rabbits. He planned to raise them next to the chicken coop.

The little rabbit didn't admit to being born, and soon became a part of the fighting chickens, and the scope of activities expanded to the entire yard.

Lu Qingjiu originally wanted to raise some ducks and geese, but their home was too far away from the creek and there was no running water. They couldn’t let the ducks swim in the well in the backyard, so this plan was temporarily delayed. Let's talk about it later if I have a chance.

The weather gradually started to get hotter, and without knowing it, the trees had completely faded from the winter depression and became lush and lush.

Spring was originally a good time to pick mushrooms from the mountains. As a backer, villagers in Shuifu Village will naturally not forget this activity that can increase income. It’s just that there was too little rain this year, and it even affected the production of fungi. Fortunately, at the end of April, it rained for several days.

Yin Xun greeted Lu Qingjiu and said that there were a lot of fungus growing on the mountain. Would you like to go pick some and eat together?

Wild mushrooms are delicious. Whether it is fried or stewed in a soup, it is good, but there is a more troublesome problem. It is not easy for ordinary people to tell which kind of mushrooms are poisonous.

It's been a long time since Lu Qingjiu left Shuifu Village. He didn't have a clue about distinguishing fungi, but fortunately they had Yin Xun. Yin Xun patted his chest and said that there were no mushrooms on the mountain that he didn't know.

Lu Qingjiu took a bamboo basket and Yin Xun went up the mountain to pick the fungus.

Baiyue Fox was okay, and followed behind with a basket. It is fine after the rain, and there may be wild fungi everywhere under the wet leaves. Sometimes a large area can be seen when you lift the leaves.

Yin Xun knows the mountains very well, and almost all the places he went to were wild mushrooms. Some of the Lu Qing wines he picked were familiar with, such as Coccinella fungus, but some Lu Qing wines felt strange, and he had never even seen them.

"Is this really edible?" Lu Qingjiu looked suspicious when he saw Yin Xun put a red mushroom into the basket.

"Yes." Yin Xun said, "This is delicious."

"Is it all right?" Lu Qingjiu said, "I am a real human being. I will die if I eat poisonous mushrooms."

Yin Xun: "It's okay, if there is something to do, isn't there still a white moon fox?"

Bai Yuehu raised his eyes and cast a bad look at Yin Xun.

Yin Xun hurriedly shrank his neck.

Pick the mushrooms, clean them, and use them to stew chicken at night if they can be eaten directly, and dry them in the sun if they cannot be eaten directly. Sun-dried mushrooms can reduce toxicity and are safer to eat.

When Lu Qingjiu saw that the chicken soup was almost simmered, he added fresh fungi into it, and then covered the pot, preparing to pick up some green onions in the yard. Who knew he had just entered the yard, but saw a stranger standing in the middle of the yard. Looking at each other with Bai Yuehu.

The man is tall, with long red hair and a small group of fiery red tattoos on his brows. It stands to reason that the red hair would make people feel a little frivolous, but in this person, he doesn't feel the frivolous taste at all, on the contrary. It makes people feel that he is very serious and dare not make any jokes in front of him.

Hearing Lu Qingjiu's footsteps, the man raised his eyes and looked here. His pupils were also red, but the moment they saw Lu Qingjiu, they turned back to normal black.

This person's appearance is too obvious, even if Lu Qingjiu has not seen him and guessed his identity, he should be Zhu Rong in the mouth of the man.

"Lu Qingjiu?" Zhu Rong called out Lu Qingjiu's name in a deep voice.

"Mr. Zhu...Mr. Zhu?" Lu Qingjiu originally wanted to call him Zhu Rong, but when the words came to his lips, I didn't know how to call him by name, so he changed his name abruptly.

"Just call me Zhu Rong." Zhu Rong said, "How have you been recently?"

"Not bad." Lu Qingjiu was a little confused by his acquaintance's greetings. The two of them had met for the first time, but Zhu Rong's attitude seemed as if they were long-known friends.

Zhu Rong also noticed Lu Qingjiu's cramps, twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a blunt smile. He said, "Don't be too restrictive, your grandma and I are old acquaintances." He could see that he wanted to be in Lu Qingjiu. He was a little more friendly in front of him, but he was a tough guy himself, and his smile became more and more permeating.

"Old knowledge?" Lu Qingjiu said in surprise, "Do you know my grandma?"

"Yeah." Zhu Rong said, "She has good cooking skills."

Good cooking? Then he must have eaten grandma's cooking, but I don't know why he never met these old people when he was young, or maybe they deliberately avoided their existence? Lu Qingjiu had some guesses in his heart, but since it was his grandma’s old acquaintance, he could be regarded as his elder, he said: "Then...you, do you want to stay for dinner?" He wanted to know how much Zhu Rong knew about his grandma. .

"No." Who knows that Zhu Rong rejected Lu Qingjiu's proposal. He glanced at Bai Yuehu, "I have other things to deal with."

Bai Yuehu hadn't said much by his side, but his eyes were cold.

"Oh, okay." Lu Qingjiu felt that Bai Yuehu and Zhu Rong seemed to have something wrong, so he didn't force it.

Zhu Rong nodded: "If you have seen the prisoner dragon, remember to tell me that as long as he is outside, you are in danger."

"Me? Why does he want to eat me?" Lu Qingjiu asked.

Zhu Rong's expression was a bit strange after hearing this: "Didn't Bai Yuehu tell you?"

Lu Qingjiu: "Huh?"

Zhu Rong said: "Their dragons only eat two kinds of people, one is the enemy, the other is the one they love."

Lu Qingjiu was stunned: "Am I his enemy?"

Zhu Rong frowned and glanced at Lu Qingjiu with a weird look, but did not answer Lu Qingjiu's words again, and waved to signal that he was leaving.

Lu Qingjiu watched his reaction, but an incredible conjecture appeared in his heart. This conjecture had been in his mind before, but he had always felt that it was too absurd and hidden in his heart, but Zhu Rong’s reaction fully confirmed this absurdity. He turned his head slowly and looked at Bai Yuehu.

Bai Yuehu saw Lu Qingjiu's solemn expression, he sighed, stretched out his hand to pinch the corner of his eye, and sighed: "I know he has nothing good to do... ask."

Lu Qingjiu: "Is he my grandfather?"

Bai Yuehu pursed his lips in silence. After a long time, he slowly spit out a word under Lu Qingjiu's gaze: "Yes."

"He is my grandfather? That dragon is my grandfather?" The answer to the question was so easily obtained, but Lu Qingjiu was not happy at all. He thought of Prison Dragon’s sad and gentle expression, and thought of it again. When he was imprisoned at the bottom of the pit, he looked very embarrassed, "Why, why did he eat my parents? Is it because he loves them??"

Bai Yuehu: "I don't know, but I think this is a misunderstanding." As a dragon clan, he knows the habits of his race. If Lu Qingjiu's grandfather can't control it, then the first thing he will eat is Lu Qingjiu. Her grandmother was not his own children. After all, when grandma was pregnant, he had already left her side and he had never seen his children.

Lu Qingjiu was shocked by this truth. He had a lot to ask, but he didn't know what to ask for a while. In the end, he could only squeeze a sentence out of his mouth: "So I'm a descendant of the dragon? Also have dragon blood?"

Bai Yuehu: "You never thought about it, why can you see what other people can't see, and hear what other people can't hear?"

Lu Qingjiu: "I thought I was the protagonist of the novel."

Bai Yuehu laughed blankly: "Maybe you are too now."

Lu Qingjiu: "..." Hey, it makes sense, but to be honest, he has never seriously thought about why he has supernatural powers. He thought it was a coincidence. Thinking about it now, there are so many coincidences in the world.

Every accident is caused by countless inevitables.

Lu Qingjiu: "I have a lot of questions, no, I have to go back and make a list."

Bai Yuehu originally thought that Lu Qingjiu would react fiercely when he knew the truth, but he did not expect that Lu Qingjiu would say this, and he even really planned to go back to the list. He opened his mouth: "Wait..."

Lu Qingjiu: "Huh?"

Bai Yuehu: "If you know the truth, you won't be scared away?"

Lu Qingjiu was inexplicable: "Run? Where do you go?"

White Moon Fox: "Isn't there a dragon who wants to eat you?"

Lu Qingjiu: "Yes, it's my grandfather."

Bai Yuehu: "You have nothing to say?"

Lu Qingjiu thought for a while, then his face sank, and he patted his thigh suddenly: "No!"

Bai Yuehu became nervous too: "What's wrong!"

Lu Qingjiu: "I forgot that there was still chicken stewed in the pot!!!"

White Moon Fox: "..."

Before he could speak, he saw Lu Qingjiu rushing into the kitchen like a gust of wind, and then a miserable cry from the kitchen: "I rely on—the stew is dry!!!"

Bai Yuehu: "..." He started to hate Zhu Rong when he thought that the delicious pot of chicken soup was gone.

Because of the explosive news brought by Zhu Rong, the dinner of the three of them changed from a moisturizing chicken soup to a dry chicken nuggets with dehydrated mushrooms.

Yin Xun went back in the afternoon. I don’t know what happened. During dinner, he wept to the bowl and asked Lu Qingjiu, do you have any humanity? Just carried me and drank the soup without even giving me a bite. stay.

Lu Qingjiu looked at him with such a big head: "I said that the chicken soup was accidentally boiled dry."

Yin Xun: "I don't believe me, I don't believe it, can you forget the white moon fox, can you forget it!"

Bai Yuehu grinds his teeth secretly, and almost didn't squeeze the chopsticks in his hand. Yeah, he would never forget it, but at the time, could he remind Lu Qingjiu that the chicken soup was going to be done? If this is really reminded, I am afraid it is not as simple as losing a pot of chicken soup.

Lu Qingjiu: "It's okay, okay, don't cry, I'll make you some hot water and eat it, okay?"

Yin Xun: "Wow, do you have humanity? Even if the chicken soup is gone, you still want me to drink white water."

Lu Qingjiu: "What should I do?"

Yin Xun: "Let's cook another pot tomorrow, I'll guard it."

Lu Qingjiu: "...Alright."

The three of them finished their dinner unhappily, and then went to do their own things. Bai Yuehu went out and did not know where he was going. Yin Xun touched his belly and went home. Lu Qingjiu sat in his bedroom, took out a piece of paper and started to list the questions he wanted to ask. He had to say, he wanted to ask. There are too many of them, and a piece of paper is not enough after listing. Looking at the question on the paper, Lu Qingjiu sighed again. In his peripheral vision, he noticed the wooden box beside the pillow, the diary on the wooden box, and the black scales on the diary.

At this time, he finally understood what grandma's phrase "Don't have feelings for the tenants" meant. She actually had feelings with the dragon clan and even became pregnant with a child. It's just that the end of the story is a tragedy. The contaminated dragons ate their children and were brutally imprisoned. And grandma left this world in grief.

Lu Qingjiu took out the dragon scale, and after careful observation, he discovered that the scale seemed to have been touched many, many times, so that all the uneven areas on it were touched very smoothly. Lu Qingjiu took out the black scale that had fallen from the white moon fox before. The contrast between the two scales was very obvious, one shiny as new, one dull. His dragon is indeed the most beautiful. Thinking of this, Lu Qingjiu unconsciously put a smile on his mouth, then unconsciously picked up the scales and kissed gently, but when he finished this action , I realized that there was something wrong with my behavior, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

Ah...Why would he want to kiss the scales of the White Moon Fox? Is it because the scales are so beautiful? Lu Qingjiu didn't dare to think about it further, and hurriedly put the scales back into the cloth bag he specially prepared, and then re-clamped the scarred dragon scales into the diary.

I don't know what grandma was thinking when she stroked this dragon scale for so many years? Is it with deep love or unspeakable hatred? Lu Qingjiu couldn't think of it, so he could only guess.

However, his guess is destined to get no answer, because the person involved is no longer there.

Slowly put everything back into place, looking at the countless questions on the note, Lu Qingjiu sighed, crumpled the note into a ball, and threw it into the trash can nearby.

He realized that he couldn't get the correct answer when asking White Moon Fox. If he wanted to know what happened that year, he might have to find the imprisoned dragon, that is, his grandfather.

But thinking of Zhu Rong's intention, Lu Qingjiu also knew that it was not so easy to see his grandfather now.