Cultivation Medicine Farmer

Feng Junhui feels that his three views have been refreshed in the past few days!

But, don't ask him what three views he is, he just wants to be quiet now!Don't ask him who Jing Jing is!

The place where Feng Junhui often haunts is the garden of the Chinese medicine planting base where he works.The rest of the time, I just spend the rest of my time in my own rented cubicle, a 100-square-meter suburban house with three bedrooms and two living rooms. The boss forced me to divide it into eight small houses and rent them out separately.Feng Junhui lived in the worst room among them, with a renovated balcony, cool in winter and warm in summer.

Living here, every day he has to fight for the toilet, the kitchen, and the speed of the Internet.I get drunk at work, come back to this nest after get off work, and most of the time, I can only take out or instant noodles for dinner.

Most of the people living here are similar to Feng Junhui, and there is even a family of three living in such a room of less than ten square meters.Feng Junhui also often comforts himself, at least he can be regarded as more than superior than inferior.As for the fact that someone has a wife and children, and he is still a bachelor, he automatically ignores it.

Feng Junhui was thrown out by the school before graduating from university. The euphemistic name is: internship.Feng Junhui's majors are not those majors that are spread all over the street to expand the number of students, but are extremely technical and rare.But this can't stop his major from being too cold - Chinese medicine planting technology.

In the era when western pharmacies are blooming more than rice stores, although everyone is still clamoring to carry forward Chinese medicine and inherit our 5000-year-old excellent culture.But in fact, the development of traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine is just like that.However, Feng Junhui encountered difficulties in his professional employment.

As for self-employment?But he has no land to plant, no seeds, no labor, no... In short, no money!

At the beginning, he chose this major because he ticked "willing to deploy" when he applied for the exam, and then he was transferred by the school to this major with only one class and less than 40 students.And now he is also lucky to find a corresponding job in the school's double election meeting with such a professional halo.Work in a traditional Chinese medicine planting base on the outskirts of the city.

After studying for several years, I still have a sense of superiority towards this major.Although he faces the loess and his back to the sky every day, and sometimes even has to kneel down to loosen the soil and pull weeds for traditional Chinese medicine, he still likes this job very much.My biggest dream is to save money, and then go back to my hometown to buy a few acres of forest and plant some Chinese medicine.

But all of this was broken because of what happened in the afternoon three days ago.

That afternoon, after Feng Junhui went back, he immediately rushed to the kitchen to boil instant noodles.Although you eat instant noodles, you also have to eat the deluxe version!Two packs of instant noodles, a handful of green vegetables, an egg, a combination of meat and vegetables, is there a balanced nutrition?After cooking the deluxe version of instant noodles, when Feng Junhui brought the noodles into his room, he found a bird lying on his bed.

"Damn! I forgot to close the window when I went out!" This is the point of this room transformed from a balcony. Regardless of the wind, rain, and sun, and the windows are not closed, after a while, the room is like a sandstorm. It's all dust.The location on the third floor, facing the big road from the suburbs into the city, the large window in his room is a professional ashes suction device.In summer, several walls are exposed to the sun, and the house is like a steamer. In winter, the large windows attract cold wind from all directions.

Feng Junhui quickly picked up the bird and threw it on the ground, it's dirty!The bird didn't know what was wrong, it was lying there motionless, if it wasn't for the feeling that the bird was still warm and its stomach was moving a little when he went to pick it up, Feng Junhui would have thought it was a dead bird.

"Could it be that God saw that Juejue deducted full attendance of labor and capital, so he brought me food? Could it be that he died of poison after taking some poison?" Feng Junhui murmured.Holding the bowl of instant noodles in his hands, he squatted down and stared at the half-dead bird while feeding the noodles into his mouth.Extermination is his immediate boss, a woman in her 40s, who is particularly vitriolic.

This bird looks quite big, and it is not light to carry, but its whole body is black, even its claws and beak are black, and its fur is black and shiny, like a shampoo advertisement.As far as the bird looks, it looks like a crow, but it must be as big as an eagle.There are so many birds in Feng Junhui's hometown, and they are too numerous to count.But he had never seen a bird like this before.

"Who cares what kind of bird it is, make it ready for the hamsters in the fat man's house next door to eat first, and try the poison. After all, it's just a few catties of meat, or game!" After eating the instant noodles in the basin, Feng Junhui took the hamster The big black bird went to the kitchen, and while the bird was still breathing, it happened to bleed and pluck its hair.

[Boy, you... put down your deity quickly! 】An old voice suddenly sounded in Feng Junhui's mind, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost dropped the basin on the ground.But if the bowl catches it, the bird will be unlucky, and will be thrown to the ground, unable to move any more.

[The deity fell to death! 】The voice sounded again just now, but it was obviously weaker than before.

"Monster!" Feng Junhui called out, fortunately, he had just left his room door and did not attract other people's attention.After an exclamation, Feng Junhui also came to his senses, picked up the black bird and walked to the room, closing the door quickly.He asked in a low voice, "Hey, where the hell are you?" The sound insulation in his room was not good, and he spent many nights listening to the sound of the goblins fighting next door.

After asking, Feng Junhui was amused by his own line that looked like Journey to the West.Playing too many novels and games, Feng Junhui also fantasized about what kind of adventures he could encounter, then make a fortune, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.But just thinking about it, the reality is always cruel to help him puncture these fantasies one by one.

【I am Venerable Dapeng—Hurricane. 】Even though the voice was weak, he still maintained his momentum.

"Oh..." Feng Junhui was slightly stunned, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation, and he didn't know what was so great about it.

【…】At first, I thought I should hear a compliment, but Feng Junhui said "oh".The black bird didn't even know how to continue talking.However, considering his current situation, Black Bird had no choice but to continue to say: [I practiced in the world and encountered trouble. Now that you and I are destined, I will give you a chance.As long as you send me back to my cave in the blessed land, your benefits will be indispensable. ] "Then where is your cave?" I was a little excited, but Feng Junhui didn't show it on his face.He actually didn't believe in this bird. It spoke so forcefully, but it didn't look like a powerful bird when it sent itself to cook for others.

[Kunlun! 】In a tall place, human cultivators and demon cultivators gathered together, but that was a long, long time ago...

"Go by yourself, it's too far away, I have to go to work tomorrow." Feng Junhui is very rational, although this strange bird is very special, but because of believing in an unreliable bird, he lost his job or even died. He hasn't thought about it yet.

[Stupid humans!After sending the deity back, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth.If the deity is happy and gives you a pill, you can also be reborn and live a long life. ] Hurricane obviously felt that it was too embarrassing to be rejected by a human being, and his tone was very bad.

"Then if you eat me, who do I talk to? Uncle police probably don't care about this!" Feng Junhui retorted, and this was what he was worried about.Since ancient times, few monsters are good things.This bird is pitch black, and it doesn't look like a good bird.

【This deity is that kind of ungrateful bird! 】Do you think it is against the law to eat people?Is labor and management guilty of provoking thunder for the sake of sour-tongued human flesh?Hehe... Hurricane complained endlessly in his heart.

"Unless, unless we sign a contract, you will be my pet and obey my orders." Feng Junhui is not stupid, and reading novels over the years is not in vain.

Hurricane was startled, it couldn't figure it out, how could mortals know the way to control beasts?However, Hurricane only blinked his eyes for a moment, and then he pretended to be very calm and replied: [You have no cultivation, how can you let me obey your orders, there is no such reason in the world.This is a matter of heaven and earth! ] All in all: Impossible!

During this period of time, Feng Junhui has learned a little bit about his ability to observe words and emotions.When he saw the hurricane's pause and blinking eyes just now, he knew something was wrong with it.He wasn't worried that the bird would trick him when signing the contract, Feng Junhui guessed that the bird probably had no other way now, and he was its way of life, so he pretended to say: "Then I'd better stew you. "

[You...you...] Hurricane was so angry, seeing Feng Junhui's expression of "no promise or no talk" on his face, made him feel his claws itchy, and wanted to paw at Feng Junhui's face very much .

"I said, have you considered it? I'm still waiting to boil the water and pluck the hair."

[This deity has destroyed you! 】The hurricane is in a hurry, and wants to activate the spiritual energy to destroy Feng Junhui, but...