Farming Animals

15

The fertility of the black mud is astonishing. A small stub of the white rhizome was stimulated overnight, and very small short milky white sprouts grew the next day.

Wujiu has opened up a separate planting area for it, hoping that it can thrive like Ashenvale.

After planting this new plant, Wu Jiu went to check the growth of other plants as usual. Huigu is still growing well, and the green leaves planted yesterday are also very energetic. The stalk, it doesn't look much changed, but the black mud around it is much less, as if it has been absorbed. Wu Jiu took a closer look and found that the stalk is not as dry as before. It looked like it was withered and half dead. After a whole night of nutrient cultivation, its exposed part looked much plumper. Wu Jiu tried to touch the stem that had been buried in the soil for several days with his wings. In the end, he was pleasantly surprised. I found that the feeling of the roots stuck in the soil was not as loose as before, and it began to become tighter. Seeing this, Wu Jiu immediately regained her spirits.

More black mud was brought back from the Zhuoxi River, and Wu Jiu believed that in a few days, this half-dead pedicle would finally come back to life!At that time, a new type of plant that produces living things might appear in his black space, and Wu Jiu couldn't help but start thinking about the future.

After inspecting all the plants and bringing back more black mud in batches, Wu Jiu lay down in the Zhuoxi River again in a good mood. After all, long-term planting and transportation are also very exhausting. He is now Need a good rest.Seeing that the sun was setting towards the west, Wu Jiu couldn't help but began to look forward to what delicious food the boy would bring him today.

In the middle of the night, Rong Xiao took advantage of the darkness to come, and then he saw Wu Jiu who was lying on his back in the turbid stream, drowsy. The latter was no longer confused at first, but became very comfortable and peaceful, as if he was not accepting It's the same as being punished but enjoying benefits.

One of the most severe punishments for the Yu clan recorded in the Feather Book seems to have completely lost its effect on the little gray feather in front of him. This made Rong Xiao find it both interesting and novel. It is really not afraid.

Xiao Huiyu was not vigilant in the light sleep, until Rong Xiao touched the feared him with his fingertips, which made him fully awake, looked up to see Rong Xiao, Xiao Huiyu was obviously happy, and a pair of smart eyes flashed The light of joy, if it wasn't for the fact that the wings were imprisoned and couldn't be fanned, I'm afraid he would have flapped his wings to express his welcome. Seeing his familiar appearance, Rong Xiao's face softened unconsciously. Fished it out from the stream, and carried it all the way to Qingxi Town.

This time, without Rong Xiao's effort, the little gray bird jumped to the edge of the stream first. After drinking some water with his head down, he held the water in his mouth and washed his wings bit by bit.

It's really clever, but after a few days, he learned to clean himself with the beak and wings. Rong Xiao couldn't help secretly praising him. He felt that the little chick in front of him was different from all the gray feathers he had seen before. An ignorant little chick, it appears to be very smart. Sometimes it looks at itself with such agility, as if it already has independent thinking. He almost thought that he had already transformed into a sane Cheng Yu.

After watching it interestingly for a while, Rong Xiao started to help. After helping to pour some water, the little chick who was drenched in water turned into a drowned bird again. This time, he showed the same enthusiasm as yesterday, standing It's good to wait for Rong Xiao to deal with the water stains on his body.Rong Xiao naturally smiled and immediately satisfied his request.

Feeling the strange energy filling his body again, Wu Jiu changed from being surprised and fresh at first to a more serious feeling. Unfortunately, the energy did not belong to him after all. After bringing warmth to the body, it rushed out of the body and dissipated , Wu Jiu couldn't help feeling regretful, unexpectedly, the food Rong Xiao brought today was not plants, but a kind of pasta that Wu Jiu had never seen before.

It is said to be pasta, but it is actually a pile of round rice balls. The rice balls are creamy yellow in color and exude a faint sweet fragrance, which is very appetizing. Each rice ball is only the size of an adult's fingertip, and Wu Jiu can cook it effortlessly. The young man seemed to be afraid that he would choke, and only put one rice ball in his palm at a time, which attracted Wu Jiu to peck at it. Seeing the new food, Wu Jiu would naturally not be polite, and jumped over generously , Swallowed the unusually sweet rice ball into his stomach in one gulp.

The rice balls almost melted in the mouth, Wu Jiu only felt a soft, glutinous and sweet fragrance in the mouth, and then disappeared in the belly. It has to be said that this processed food is better than the top-quality one two days ago. After a few stalls, Wu Jiu's taste buds were caught at once. Even though it was not a food that could be grown, it still couldn't dampen Wu Jiu's good mood to eat delicious food. He lowered his head and pecked at the boy's fingertips , urging him to continue feeding.

However, the corner of the young man's mouth was slightly curved, as if he was smiling, and then he took out the rice balls in his pocket and gave them to Wu Jiu to eat. He is full, but he also knows that this is food that is even more rare. Seeing that the boy has no more food in his hands, he goes to drink water in front of the clear water pond very obediently, to replenish the empty part of his stomach.

The young man picked him up from behind and didn't let him drink so much water, as if he was afraid that he would be too full, but Wu Jiu followed suit.

After a while, lying back in the black mud again, Wu Jiu watched the young man go away and fell into deep thought. He considered himself a reciprocal person, never stingy in giving back to others for his help. Everything the young man did for himself It's not just a matter of sending a good person card to thank you. The other party rescued him when he was in the most critical time. Wu Jiu has no doubt that if there is no boy, he will not be so reckless in the past three days. , even if there is space, it is the same, so, can he do something for the boy?

For a moment, Wu Jiu thought of his own Wang Lingquan... just wait, wait until he fully understands the operating rules of this world before giving this feedback, Wu Jiu slowly suppressed the implicit gratitude in his heart , and then began to think about his own situation.

Three days have passed in a row. Although the big white bird initially signaled to throw himself in the stinky puddle, he did not ignore it. Every day, he would come over after feeding to check his status, and when he found that he was still alive and kicking, , leave quickly.

Wu Jiu didn't care about his attitude of watching from the sidelines. He didn't panic at all when there were two foreign aids, the boy and the boy. However, he could read the attitude of the other party from the performance of the big white bird, as long as he didn't die.

Although some despise the behavior of the big white bird, Wu Jiu is no longer worried about her future. The big white bird is not trying to kill herself, but simply giving a punishment. If this is the case, according to the time It is estimated that this punishment should not be far from lifting the ban.

After all, the physiological critical point of a normal creature does not exceed three days. If he is a young bird who has no support, even if he drinks the wind, drinks dew and eats black mud, three days is the upper limit. The big white bird will not let himself be hungry Death, Wu Jiu boldly guessed from the disgusted and serious look he looked at her, that this unreasonable disaster of hers should be coming to an end soon.

After reaching this conclusion, Wu Jiu's mood improved a lot. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention in the middle of the night, Wu Jiu transported some black mud into the space. chances are not so much.

Wu Jiuwu was happily doing the final collection, but Rong Xiao was rushing back all the way. He had only done half of today's work, and he had to go back as soon as possible to make up the rest. As winter approached, he was sent down every day There was more and more work, which made Rong Xiao busy almost all night. However, this was a job he was familiar with. Rong Xiao didn't complain, he was just worried that he didn't have enough time.

Walking through the water, Rong Xiao looks like a big fish. The waterways under the clear stream are interconnected and criss-crossed, like countless roots, distributed radially. However, there are two very obvious points of connection, one is the holy wood and the other is the turbid stream. The two ponds, clear and turbid, are like the lungs of the sacred wood sinking into the soil, helping it to purify the turbid air around the body and ensure the "cleanness" of the trunk.

If Wu Jiu can see this scene underwater at this moment, she will definitely understand her confusion a few days ago. These two ponds distributed in parallel are indeed deeply connected with the holy tree. The most filthy ones are deposited in the Zhuoxi River and become black fertilizer, while the clearest ones come to the Qingxi River, where they are used as nutrients for the newly hatched chicks to support these fragile creatures to grow up slowly.

Of course, Wu Jiu couldn't see all of this for the time being. Rong Xiao was the only one in this complex underground waterway. He quickly found the way back, and like an arrow, he shot several meters away and disappeared into this waterway.

The end of the Qingxi waterway leads to a small flat lake outside the tribe. Rong Xiao came out of the lake and walked ashore. While drying off the water stains on his body, he looked around vigilantly. His eyes could still see clearly at night. , His ears are sensitive to capture the slight noise in the air. Although this place is very close to the tribe, it is outside the tribe after all, and it is very dangerous to stay outside the tribe alone in the middle of the night.

After the moisture around his body was completely evaporated, Rong Xiao confirmed the safety of the surrounding area, he didn't hesitate anymore, and ran towards the tribe.

The strong man in charge of guarding outside the tribe knew him well. Although he was puzzled as to why he always went out at night, he let him in quickly.All the way back to his thatched hut, Rong Xiao noticed someone before entering the house. In the dim light of the fire, his uncle's chubby face appeared in the corner of the house.

"Where have you been these few days?" Seeing Rong Xiao coming in, Jun Ke first complained, and then said casually: "I heard that you went to ask Ah Ji for feather food, but in the middle of the night, where did you go?" Only Hui Yu met privately?"

Rong Xiao: "..." Although the two meanings are very different, I have to say that Jun Ke is half right.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jun Ke only said that he had acquiesced, and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Seeing his appearance as my nephew finally grown up, Rong Xiao couldn't help being speechless for a while.