Planar Trash

Cheng Jingchi has always known that the things that grow in the Qiankun Pearl, even the most common fruits on the market, have special benefits for the human body. The spirit liquid of the Chinese herbal medicine extracted before is the same as the strawberries grown now.

Even if the pain cannot be cured, it can at least alleviate the symptoms to a large extent. The incurable disease that was originally incurable can finally be treated with modern medicine.

Xiao Zhongyi was like this, the psychic liquid he extracted could not be absorbed by the human body without limit, but because of the effect of these psychic liquids, Xiao Zhongyi's life was at least saved.A few days ago, he called his grandfather and asked about Zhongyi's condition. He knew that Zhongyi had been hospitalized and his condition was gradually improving. Yi's body will also be a little weaker than that of ordinary children, but it is undeniable that at least that child can live well. Although it is difficult and maybe sick and weak, he has survived in a real way.

It's a pity that there is no way to save such a good thing.

If it can be stored, even if it is only ten days and a half months longer than it is now, the benefits are self-evident.

It seems that he has to work hard to study the runes and try to draw the spirit storage rune as soon as possible.

To draw a rune, you need a rune pen and ink.To make talisman pens and inks, you need exclusive materials, and what he lacks most now are materials, and there is no place to buy these materials if he has money.

Troubles that can be solved with money are not troubles, and troubles that cannot be solved with money are really terrible troubles.

When he heard other people say this before, he always felt that the person was pretending to be aggressive, but now he felt that this sentence was so damn correct!

What kind of trouble is something that can be solved with money?He casually took two herbs from the Qiankun Pearl, and asked his grandfather to make some medicinal wine, at the pace of a millionaire every minute!The material he wants is called cheating, the whole earth doesn't have it!There is no place to buy money!

Forget it, it’s useless to think too much, take your time.

Li Zhan had to go to work today, so he left the house early, Cheng Jingchi was bored by himself, and went into Qiankun Zhu to inspect his own site as usual.

Since he was promoted, he hasn't had time to check the situation in the Qiankun Pearl. His cultivation level has improved, so the Qiankun Pearl should have changed somewhat.

In fact, the changes are quite large.

The area has been expanded by more than ten times, and it is now about the size of a hundred football fields.Since he started practicing, his five senses have become much sharper. The myopia he developed in school has healed without any medicine, and his eyes are very good. Just like this, he can't see the side at a glance.

Think about the situation when you just got the Qiankun Pearl, but the palm of your hand is the size of a place, the change is really big!

Cheng Jingchi sighed with emotion, quite like a landlord in the old days, patrolling his land.

The medicine field is now thriving. Different kinds of medicinal materials are growing vigorously in the planned area. Occasionally, there are a few mutated spiritual plants mixed in. The air is filled with a strong spiritual energy, which makes people feel refreshed.

The small pool where the colorful lotus mutated has now developed into a pond of nearly ten acres. The lotus leaves on the water surface are quite a bit of an artistic conception of a beautiful woman standing by the water. If there are more colorful lotus mutated alright.

Not only that, there was a dark color in the distance, and the terrain was uplifted. When I got closer, I found that a small slope had been dug out at the place where he threw stones a few days ago, but those stones were nowhere to be seen.

Cheng Jingchi felt strange, could it be said that this small slope was formed by the transformation of those stones?

He took a little soil from the slope into his hand, rubbed it, and found nothing abnormal. He used his spiritual eyes to observe carefully. Nima, the entire Qiankun Pearl is a world of light spots, and the entire space is full of white light spots. , so bright that it blinded his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

Thinking of the real world with black spots of light floating everywhere outside, Cheng Jingchi suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

what to do?I really want to stay in the Qiankun Pearl for the rest of my life and never come out.

Of course this is not possible.

Time passes quickly in the Qiankun Pearl, and if he really stays in the Qiankun Pearl, he can't come out, not to mention that his aura is not enough to support him to stay in it for a long time. on the earth.

Now that he doesn't have the ability to bring people into the Qiankun Pearl, it really makes him stay in the Qiankun Pearl for two more years, he will become a little old man when he comes out, and Li Zhan is still a fresh and delicious little fresh meat, how terrible it will be by then !

There is also the peach tree he has been thinking about. The tree is already full of green fruits, and he will be able to eat sweet and delicious juicy peaches in a few days.

On the edge of the peach forest, a few tender green leaves grew out of a scorched black twig that seemed to have been struck by lightning, moving timidly with the wind, faintly as if there was a sound of thunder.

It turned out that the Tianyin wood really survived.

Cheng Jingchi touched the charred branches, feeling a little thoughtful.

Li Zhan said that Tianyin wood is a natural material for transmitting spiritual power. When it is a little bigger, you can try to make a talisman by taking a branch.

Cheng Jingchi was overjoyed immediately. With the talisman pen, would the spirit storage talisman he wanted to draw be far behind?

At this time, Wang Jianxi, who came out of Cheng Jingchi's house, was rushing home with a basket of strawberries.

It happened to be six o'clock in the afternoon when he left, during the rush hour for get off work, the car was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, like packed sardine cans.He held the ring with one hand, and carefully protected the basket of strawberries in his arms with the other, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on his tired face.

When he got home, his wife Cheng Shufang was just putting dinner on the table, and his little granddaughter was sitting on the sofa playing with building blocks.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, steamed crucian carp, steamed meat with flour, and fried vegetables with vegetables.

Since the birth of his little granddaughter and the diagnosis of cough-variant asthma, he has not cooked any oily dishes at home. Only when his son and daughter-in-law who are working in other places come home during the Chinese New Year and take the children out to play, he will let his wife Stew his favorite braised pork all night to satisfy his cravings.

He works as a mason, because of his good craftsmanship and kindness, he has gained a little reputation in the home improvement industry, and his monthly income is also quite a lot. His son and daughter-in-law are all migrant workers, and the family's life is actually relatively well-off. Cooking is mainly steamed and stewed all the year round, which makes Wang Jianxi, who has been accustomed to heavy taste since childhood, not used to it, but for the sake of his granddaughter, he endured it all these years.

Everything is for the children.

"Are you back? How are you doing? Did you tell him?" Cheng Shufang hurried out of the kitchen, asking with concern as she walked, her eyes lit up when she saw the tightly covered basket in his arms, "Oh, why are there so many?"

Wang Jianxi chuckled: "I didn't ask for the salary this time, I just exchanged strawberries with Xiao Chengquan." Then he asked, "How is Xiaoyu today? Did you cough?"

Cheng Shufang nodded, and couldn't help a look of joy on her face: "That's the way it should be. People's things don't fall from the sky for nothing, and they are bought by spending money. You can't take advantage of others. Xiaoyu is fine today, I coughed for a while in the afternoon, much better than before."

Wang Jianxi immediately felt relieved. It seemed that his guess was right. The strawberry really helped his granddaughter's condition.

The little granddaughter's illness has become their heart disease. She is usually fine, but whenever she coughs, the two elders are frightened. They are afraid that she will faint because she is too young to catch her breath.

Seeing grandpa come back, the little granddaughter ran over bouncingly, raised her little head, and said affectionately: "Grandpa is back." Her eyes fell on the basket in his arms, and her eyes lit up: "Wow, there are so many strawberries."

"Hey, good grandson—" Wang Jianxi handed the strawberry in his arms to Cheng Shufang, bent down and picked up the little granddaughter, "Let grandma wash it for you before eating."

Cheng Shufang washed the strawberries, put them in a fruit plate, and took one for her granddaughter: "Here, eat."

The little granddaughter was very sensible, so she gave it to Wang Jianxi if she didn't eat it herself: "Here, grandpa, eat it, it's delicious, sweet, not sour."

"Xiaoyu is so good, grandpa doesn't like this, you eat it yourself." Wang Jianai patted his little granddaughter's head pitifully, and shook his head.

How could he be willing to eat such a few catties of strawberries for a day and a half's wages, something that saved his granddaughter's life.

That night, the Wang family did not hear the heart-piercing cough of the little granddaughter, and the little granddaughter rarely fell asleep soundly, with a satisfied smile on her childish face, smacking her little mouth from time to time, as if I still recall the sweet taste of strawberries in my sleep.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the little granddaughter, Wang Jianxi and his wife suffered from insomnia.