Wind back to the farm

It sounds lively, but in fact, Fenghui Farm is quite quiet except for the singing of birds. There are more than 200 people in the hilly forest of more than 2000 square kilometers, and the population density is very small, so it is not lively.

The same is true of the West District, which has now become a bird garden. Only the small area of ​​the Chongming Lake and the Zaoyuan Inn are brightly lit, and there are cheers of joy from time to time.

When Jie returned to Queyuan, he bumped into the temporary courier team led by Qilang. After Jie landed, he respectfully saluted Qilang and Wenyan. He and all the gods in Jiuzhou now regard Qilang and Wenyan as the great gods of Chongming. respect.

Qilang hugged Jie's shoulder affectionately and asked, "How do you feel? Do you still want to go tomorrow?"

Jie said: "Very good. Tie Ma Binghe's family and the people living in Xinghua Valley are very friendly. Ma Bingbing's leg will definitely recover with Dr. Xiao's medicine, but I still want to help her get better faster."

Shichiro nodded: "Just like it."

Jie looked at Qilang, hesitant to speak.

Qilang took great care of him and Lulu. Every time he went to the land of Jiuzhou, he would visit them. Qing, Buluo, and Bandu, the first gods in Kunlun Mountain who came to him for help, went to Qinghe County once and Jiushang once to eliminate their fear of the human world. He and Lulu's favorite two bodies The clothes were bought for them by Jiushang Qilang and Wen Yan that time.

Ke Jie thought it made sense when he was at Ma Hehe's house, but when he saw so many companions who came back, he suddenly felt a little inappropriate.

Qilang saw Jie's entanglement and took the initiative to ask him: "Is there anything embarrassing?"

Jie nodded, and decided to speak out his thoughts: "I originally wanted to bring some of my breakfast tomorrow to Ma Bingbing and the others, but seeing so many people, I suddenly felt that it should not be, and it would cause trouble for the management of the farm. .”

Qilang immediately understood Jie's meaning: "You like them, and it's normal to want to bring them gifts. However, as you said at the end, the farm has many employees now. If everyone brings gifts, there will be no rules. This matter, The manager and I will talk to my brother and see what they say, okay?"

Jie nodded happily.

Master Chongming didn't think it was good for him to be troublesome, he was really touched by the family's affection for a moment, and wanted to make them better.

Yi Mian waved to Qilang over there, and Qilang ran over, Jie also happened to see that Lulu and Bujiao had all returned, and went to share today's happy things with them.

On the shore of Chongming Lake, more than 300 Chaos Gods who have transformed into human races are chattering with excitement, and it is as lively as a self-study class for primary school students without the teacher.

Qingyao sent a large stainless steel basin to Zhuozhuo and Chuchu. The food inside was an attractive golden color: "Brother Lin Tu's parents made this. He knew that I have many brothers and sisters, so he made it like this." Let me bring it back, you can try it, even though it has no divine power, it is still delicious."

Zhuozhuo picked up one: "I like to eat spring rolls. The red bean paste spring rolls made by my uncle and aunt are sweet and fragrant. I can eat dozens of them at a time, and the output is about the same."

Qingyao said enthusiastically: "Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin make salty spring rolls, which are stuffed with sophora japonica egg and shrimp."

I went out and picked up one: "I like to eat steamed stuffed buns stuffed with Sophora japonica flowers and eggs. I just ate... this one at noon. It's made by grandma, not to mention how delicious it is."

Several other good friends from Yanhu Mountain also extended their hands one after another.

Zhuozhuole: "One person ate all the two big pots of Sophora japonica egg buns. When sister Li Chen went to eat, she couldn't find the buns everywhere. She thought there were mice in the house."

His face was a little red: "It's so delicious, I don't know why I ate it all."

Qingyao knew that Li Chen was the boss's beloved sister, so she asked a little worriedly, "Is sister Li Chen not angry?"

Zhuozhuo said: "No, Sister Li Chen thought that Chuchu was so greedy because she didn't have enough food a few days ago and she was starving, so she quickly called God Fuxi and asked him to make some noodles for Chuchu. The tomato and egg lo mein made by Master Fuxi is super delicious, Chuchu and I ate another big bowl."

Shen Houren is the reincarnation of the acquired god Shennong in the prehistoric period after the fall of the gods of chaos. He only got a little residual power of the great god Fuxi. The gods of chaos have no memory of the prehistoric world. What they feel is the power of the great god Fuxi. The gods have always regarded Shen Houren as the great god of Fuxi.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old human god in the form of a beautiful little girl said: "Mother Lan's noodles are also delicious. They are not made here. They are cooked in a big pot. They are very fragrant. I will invite you tomorrow." She cooks a little more and brings it to you to eat."

Zhuozhuo felt that something was wrong, and before he could figure out what the problem was, Jie, who had his back to them, suddenly turned around and said, "Linglang, I don't want it, County Magistrate Lintu is the fiance of Qi Min's sister, and also a guest of our boss." , The ingredients they used were donated to Daji Ling by the boss.

The human family you went to is the customer of the farm, and the ingredients have to be bought with their own money. If a large pot of noodles is used all the ingredients from our farm, it will cost tens of thousands. For ordinary human families, that is a lot of property. "

Because Yanhu Mountain is close to the capital, the nearby human government has strict jurisdiction. The gods awakened in Yanhu Mountain seldom leave the mountain, and they know very little about human society. Zhuozhuo and Chuchu are considered outliers among them.

The surrounding area of ​​Kunlun Mountain is sparsely populated, and the gods who wake up there are relatively free. Jie and Lulu often go to the municipal square of Golmud to watch the big screen. They have more knowledge about the human race, and Jie can keenly discover the problems of Linglang.

Linglang opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Aren't all human races alike?"

Zhuo Zhuo said: "No, their property is quite different, just like our divine power, how does your divine power compare with Chirp Chirp?"

Lingling thought for a while: "If I add up 1 of them, I still can't beat the tip of a wing of the Great God Chirp."

Jie nodded: "That's it. The property of the grandma's family you mentioned may be your divine power. Qi Min's sister's family is the divine power of Chirp Chirp."

Lingling said: "I see, then, in the future, can I give some of my own food to Grandma Lan?"

Jie said: "You can't give it casually. If you can, the manager, Que Ling, and the crow god will tell us. Before that, we don't have to do anything."

Lingling said: "Understood, then I will help Grandma Lan do more work."

Li Xia sat on the crow's breath tree, looked at the lights in the bird garden, and smiled at Xiao Zhi beside him: "These little guys have done a good job, and they will all share their experiences."

Xiao Zhi said: "After all, they are the Gods of Chaos who can create the world. Even if their memories are lost, their instincts will help them adapt to the environment in the fastest way."

Li Xia said: "Linglang is the only surviving god. When my mother comes back, I want them to be my neighbors."

Lingling is also an acquired deity born of Daze's auspicious aura. One of her talents is that when she grows up, she can spit out anything she likes when she sings.

There used to be a few Linglings who heard that the land of Jiuzhou was very beautiful, so they went together and fell in love with star flowers as soon as they got there. Since then, when they sing, they will spit out bunches of beautiful star flowers.

Nuwa succeeded in mending the sky, and those few lingling went to congratulate them, flying around the five-colored stones for three years, spit out stars and flowers flying all over the sky, when the crows went westward under the sun to the extreme west, they saw it, gathered a lot, let Those flowers surround the sun and become the sunset glow.

Linglang also has another talent, blessing. Although the power of blessing is not strong enough because of the meager divine power, the gods blessed by Linglang will not be swallowed by other gods even if they cannot become a great god.

Linglang and Yayang are natural neighbors and close friends. Every little god born by Yayang will receive Linglang's most sincere blessing and thus live forever.

However, because Linglang couldn't bless herself and her divine power was weak, she was often devoured by some gods with bad divinity.

Xiao Zhi smiled: "A sliver of your divine power is enough for this Linglang to become the overlord of the Nine Boats."

Li Xia also laughed: "But overlords are not Linglang's expectations, they are born kind and just want to live freely and happily."

Xiao Zhi: "So..."

A little golden light popped out from Li Xia's fingertips, the light passed through several hills, and landed on the eyebrows of the beautiful girl among the group of happy humanoid gods: "So, my mother will get the most beautiful blessing, and she will also have a Best friend forever."

Ling Lang, who was listening to the love story between County Magistrate Lin and Qi Min, suddenly felt warm all over her body, so comfortable that she wanted to fly against the wind and sing to the sky, and she did.

A beautiful bird with multicolored golden feathers flew into the air and sang melodiously. Strings of golden flowers flew out of its mouth together with the twittering, floating over Fenghui Farm like stars.

Zaoyuan Inn.

The Yi family's parents and elder brother Yi Zhuoran were sitting around the stone table, tasting while discussing the plan for the new headquarters of Yi's Changsheng headquarters, when a few bunches of flowers with golden light suddenly fell from the sky, the three of them were startled, instinctively They stretched out their hands to pick them up, but when the flowers fell into their palms, they turned into tiny rays of light and disappeared into their palms.

Yi's father was surprised: "Oh, what does this mean?"

Mother Yi held hands back and forth a few times, and took a few deep breaths: "I feel more comfortable, and I want to fly up and sing a song."

Yi Zhuoran put his right hand in front of his eyes and looked at it: "Is it a miracle, or some magical intelligent program developed by Mianmian? Hey? Why do I feel very comfortable and want to sing?"

Father Yi picked a grape and put it in his mouth and said, "I want to too, but I'm tone deaf, madam, son, please sing me "The Season of Flowers Blooming"."

Like a girl, Yi's mother looked at the next door: "Influence others."

Next door are the six parents of Huang and Miao. Three fathers are having a drink and three mothers are drinking tea.

Queyuan was covered with residual snow at this time, but it didn't feel cold. At this time, almost all the people living in Zaoyuan Inn were outside.

The west area is closed, and all the people staying at Zaoyuan Inn at this time are the family members of the employees. This is a New Year's benefit that Li Xia gave to several employees with ethnic families.

Among the first batch of old employees, only Yi Mian had family members, and Li Xia was partial to the old employees. When allocating the family residence in Gu Bianling, the biggest and best courtyard was allocated to Yi Mian, and the house renovation was also carried out throughout the process. Gong Bao and Shen Houren did it by themselves.

Yi's house in Fenghui Farm is definitely the first in a hundred miles, but Yi's father, Yi's mother and Yi's brother still want to live in the legendary Zaoyuan Inn.

Huang Yingge, Miao Yilong's parents, Wen Yan's parents, and the Wan family also had such a wish, and Li Xia took advantage of this self-guided tour to fulfill their wish.

There were only a few family members of the employees, and Huaijiang was in charge of the extra house, and Huaijiang invited Qi Minzhi and some friends from Jimingling.

Miao Doudou heard what Yi Youdao and Yun Ni said, and said with a smile: "It's okay, we had a good time drinking, and we are going to have some music."

Someone next to them asked, "Who wants to play music, can it be louder? We want to hear it too."

It was Yang Que. Although he lived in Jiming Ridge, he was now in Fenghui Farm, and he still got a self-guided tour quota for high-quality customers. He discussed it with Huaijiang. He didn't have five blood relatives, so he asked Su Chunyang Woke up.

Wang Jingyu got the quota by himself. He was controlled by his mother for many years. He didn’t even have friends, so he came alone. The three friends lived in the same yard with Yang’s mother. Apart from watching the scenery, Yang Que and Su Chunyang updated 1 taels every day on time. Thousand Characters, Wang Jingyu drew the characters and plot illustrations for them.

Yi Zhuoran smiled and said, "Ji Yang is at the farm now, does anyone have his contact information? Only the singing of international superstars is worthy of such a beautiful night."

"I have, but that guy's voice has been broken for almost a year, and now he can't sing." Yi's temporary west neighbor was talking to Lu, who was eating egg-filled pancakes with egg drop soup.

Lin Tianci was eating vigorously and had no mouth to speak, and Cen Yu was the same, eating so much that he didn't even lift his head.

The three of them had just arrived at the farm an hour ago, and the food had just been taken from the self-service vending machine.

On the first day Ji Yang arrived at the farm, he announced on social networking sites that he had a voice problem, so it's okay for Lu Er to say so.

"That's a pity, otherwise, listening to Ji Yang's live singing and drinking tea from Fenghui Farm would be the happiest thing in life." Su Chunyang said while typing on the keyboard.

"Dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly..." A string of crisp birdsong suddenly sounded.

Everyone in the inn sat up straight.

"Shu~~~..." There was a long and mellow super-long sound, followed by the whistle.

Under the big pear tree on the small hillside behind the inn, Lin Tu was staring at Qi Minzhi who was already asleep in shock, suspecting that the golden flower was his hallucination, and was startled again by the melodious whistle.

Qi Minzhi moved and woke up. When she heard the whistle, she froze for two seconds and wanted to sit up. Lin Tu patted her on the back, wrapped the front of the down jacket tighter, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, just sit up." Listen like this."

Qi Minzhi pressed his face to his chest, and closed his eyes again: "It's a fan of flowers. This song is called "The Soul of the Nine Boats Forest". It is the favorite song of our village."

Lin Tu put his chin between Qi Min's hair: "It will be my favorite song in the future."

The two just cuddled together, listening to the best sounds of their lives.

Bamboo Garden Inn.

Standing at the door of the room with a teacup in his hand, Ji Yang listened to "The Soul of the Nine Boats Forest" like a sculpture, which lasted more than nine minutes.

It wasn't until Ji's father and Ji's mother came out in a daze for a long time after listening to the whistle, that they found him.

Ji Yang was awakened by his parents, put his hands on his chest, looked at the Southwest whistle and muttered to himself: "How can there be such a beautiful song? How can there be such a beautiful voice? I finally know what the sound of nature is. "

Ji's father and Ji's mother nodded: "It's really nice, it's so nice, I don't know who played it?"

Ji Yang looked at the sky, then at the bamboo forest swaying in the night wind, and shook his head: "It can't be made by humans. No one can have such a beautiful sound. This is the sound of heaven and earth, nature itself."

Ji's father and Ji's mother were terrified, and Ji's mother reached out to touch her son's forehead: "Yang Yang, aren't you sick?"

Ji Yang stuffed the tea cup into his mother's hand: "Mom, Dad, don't bother me, I want to write a song, no matter what happens, don't call me."

After he finished speaking, he ran into the room.

Ji's father and Ji's mother were excited: "This is my son, the inspiration is back?"

After Ji Yang entered the room, he didn't start writing the song right away. Instead, he logged on to his social account and sent a message: Just now, I heard the sound of nature, really, the sound of nature.

After sending, he switched to the composing page and closed his eyes, but his social account exploded.

Zheng Xin: Ji Shen, what do you mean?You wrote another classic?

Ji Shen My Love: Looking forward to Ji Shen's natural voice, but I think I have heard it 12 years ago, at the scene of Ji Shen's debut game.

The song is also intoxicating: I haven't heard your new song for almost a year, and I look forward to your new work.

Humble Love@证心: What else could this mean?Of course, Ji Shen wrote another classic that can be passed down for N years.

Yang Yang My heart: Although, Ji Shen, your voice is just a little bit, you can rest at ease when Feng returns to the farm, and start writing songs when you are fully recovered. We can wait.

……

Yizhiyan: Everyone misunderstood. Just now, someone whistled at Fenghui Farm.

Witness: Whistle?can't you?Something as monotonous as a whistle, how can it not match the sound of nature?

……

The following are all voices questioning "Yizhiyan".

Du Siyan thought about it and sent another one.

Yizhiyan: I suggest everyone go back to the farm forum to have a look. Many people have heard the whistle. It is really good to hear and cannot be described.

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Qingqing Zijin: I’ve read it on the farm forum, and someone even played a recording of the whistle. It’s really good, the melody is very beautiful, and the whistle is very smooth, but the sound of nature is too exaggerated.

Cute baby's daddy: I ​​listened to the whistle on the forum, and it was really good. However, I didn't feel the shock they said after listening to it for a long time. It may be a problem with the recording effect.

The eldest son of the Wang family: I heard it at the Fenghui Farm Inn on the spot, and the recording didn’t even have a billionth of the real beauty. I don’t say much, I’m afraid I’ll die of envy if I haven’t heard the scene.

The hostess of Ji's family: Jishen's true love fans listened to it live, and felt the same as Jishen. The sound of nature does not explain it.

Sophie: Passers-by, I just like Ji Yang's songs, but I have no feelings for Ji Yang himself, because his message has turned him into fans. As a superstar, he can admit that other people's music is better, at least he has a good business attitude.

……

Fenghui Farm’s official website forum, tens of thousands of netizens couldn’t cover the posts because of the bird eggs and wild eggs. The whole homepage was all discussing the whistle just now. Many people asked for the full version online, and they just listened to it. , forgot to turn on the phone recording.

Bird garden, by the lake of insects.

Looking at the friendly smiles of Chong Ming and Bai Ze, Ling Lang was so flustered that she couldn't even speak.

She suddenly felt the divine power surge in her body just now, it felt so beautiful, she flew up into the sky and circled around in a big circle, and heard the whistle of the great god Chongming again in the air, feeling that the whole bird was floating. Zhong blesses the masters of Yingzhao, and being invited by the masters to be a guest in the Sky Garden, doesn't feel as good as she does now. She instinctively knows what the two masters did to her, similar to blessings and the like.

To be blessed by Chongming or Bai Ze, the happiness is so great that Linglang felt that she was so excited that she was about to pass out.

Li Xia said: "Your divine power is meager, even if I help you gather your soul, you will not be able to become as powerful as the Jade Bird God in a short while, too frequent use of talent will affect your divine power reconstruction, remember not to wholesale it casually in the future Blessed."

Ling Ling nodded obediently like a child: "I see."

Xiao Zhi said: "God Chongming didn't mean to blame you, he was afraid that you would use too much talent and affect your concentration of divine power."

Looking at Li Xia, Ling Lang was so moved that she was about to cry.

Li Xia was most afraid of people crying, so he hurried to find someone to take over: "If there is nothing wrong, go to Master Jade Bird, and let her teach you the skills of concentrating divine power and fighting."

Jade Bird has been helping the gods in the chaotic world for hundreds of millions of years, and has experienced countless dangers. Fighting is a daily routine. If she wakes up and becomes a human race, she will not be lazy like that. She is compensating for the chaotic world. Non-stop hard work.

"Okay, thank you Lord Chongming! Thank you Lord Bai Ze!" Lingling turned around stiffly and left.

Li Xia looked at her back and thought: It will take decades for my mother to grow up like her again, so slow.

Xiao Zhi patted him on the shoulder, and the two planned to leave together.

Li Xia's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he opened it, it was an unfamiliar number. He held out the cell phone in front of Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi smiled: "Your God of Wealth."

Li Xia: "?"

Xiao Zhi said, "You got the money to start the farm from him."

Li Xia frowned: "Cao, how did he find this place?"

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-06-3019:13:21~2020-07-0219:41:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 at noon;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：鲨鲨100瓶；溶溶玉意30瓶；敲敲、夕雾10瓶；无向、沈三三5瓶；甜甜圈2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!