Wear it together with a Taoist [Quick Transmigration]

Back home, Gu Cijiu saw Duan Shaobo supporting Qu Yingran on the wooden horse.Duan Shaobo is full of smiles like a crazy child, Qu Yingran, a child who is supposed to be crazy...but his face is numb, and it can even be said that he has no love in his life-this kid absolutely doesn't know what contrast is Meng, just like his soft and squishy appearance, but he always has a serious face, if he doesn't play with him, who will he play with?

"Eldest brother, are you back?"

"Well, it's agreed, two catties of grain for one catty of seeds. Although you can give it away for free, people often don't cherish things that are too easy to get."

Duan Shaobo nodded, seemingly not caring about how much food was exchanged: "Eldest brother, we are monks, and now we are here to do what we want and enjoy freedom. It looks like we are in the world of mortals, but we are actually far apart. You Why bother to produce better seeds and sell them at such a low price?"

The seeds are actually ordinary unhulled rice and wheat bought along the way. It is the monk's power that makes them change.

The civilization of comprehension in this world is fairly developed. The major sects all have their own spiritual fields and mountains, where they can grow spiritual grains, spiritual plants, and breed spiritual beasts on a large scale.The fairy farmers and beast cultivators who are in charge of breeding are not low in the cultivation world, and judging from the original plot, these cultivators here have mastered the means to further optimize animals and plants.

However, the realm of comprehension is a realm of comprehension, so whatever happens in the mortal world.Ordinary farmers still use the seeds thousands of years ago, and the harvest is not much different from that of the ancestors thousands of years ago.

"Why can't I do this?" Gu Cijiu replied, "Actually, I have been wondering that although doing these things is a little troublesome for monks, it is only a little bit. For these farmers, it may be too much trouble." The little harvest that comes out can keep them alive, why is no one doing it?"

"This……"

"The distance between food, clothing, housing and transportation is closer to mortals than the distance between demons and ghosts. Since we monks can ensure that mortals have a good life, why can't we use some means to make them also have a good harvest?"

"Big Brother..."

"Little Junior Brother..."

Qu Yingran: "..." Just now, those words caused him to think deeply, and he was very moved, but now he is caught between two doggy men who gnaw and gnaw, he is not moved at all, okay? ! ! !

Gu Cijiu【Little brother, let's change roles next time.Such tall words gave me goosebumps. 】

Duan Shaobo [Eldest brother, we have assigned roles like this from the beginning, stick to it. 】

Gu Cijiu [I regret it... To comfort me, let me take two more bites. 】

Duan Shaobo [...OK. 】

System: →_→Brother Tiandao, just get used to it, if you don’t see it, then don’t watch it.Why do you suffer for yourself?I'll give you five coordinates of the Dao of Heaven, you talk to them, you should have a common language.And they're all happy now, really, you're heaven, you can see I didn't lie to you.

Qu Yingran sat in the car as usual, let Da Mao pull her around in the village.

The life in Shangshan Village is peaceful and comfortable, and most people have a faint smile on their faces.The smiles on the faces of the villagers today are more obvious, and the corners of many people's mouths are grinning below the ears.Although they didn't laugh out loud, the joy was obvious.

——Changing crops by means of monks, why didn't he think about it in the past?

Although it is said that the monks have helped mortals a lot, if there is a large-scale natural disaster, the monks will help the people.In his long life, Qu Yingran helped the common people survive natural disasters several times.

However, natural disasters are not so easy to change, because natural disasters are also a kind of natural time, a part of the operation of the heavenly law, just like the waxing and waning of the moon.As in the legends of mortals, if one or two people can open an altar and stop the rain, it must not have reached the level of natural disasters.

Natural disasters require dozens or even hundreds of monks to do it.And the method is not to "change" natural disasters, but to disperse the power of natural disasters by means of transportation, or transfer the power of natural disasters to magic weapons by means of substitutes.

The sects that can achieve this step must be at least medium-sized sects, and those small sects scattered among the people cannot do it. As a country, if you want to invite a sect to make such a big move, it is impossible. It will cost a lot.Therefore, when they are often invited out, the monks are already facing starvation everywhere...

Qu Yingran has been thinking about how to simplify this formation, even if it is weaker, at least turn a large natural disaster into a small one.He also made some modifications, but they didn't have much effect, because the power balance was right there.Even a golden elixir is scarce in the small sect, but no matter whether it is the substitute method or the transfer method, at least one Nascent Soul is required for the main formation. No matter how you change it, this main formation cannot be changed, so his modification will always be futile of.

He never thought that monks can actually make the country of mortals stronger and make them more capable of facing disasters!

At this time, Qu Yingran was not at all worried that the secular country would go to attack its neighbors after its national strength became stronger, because behind the countries in the cultivation world there were still sects of cultivation.No matter how powerful an ordinary country is, it cannot affect the power of the sect.

Although those two juniors were greedy for the world of mortals, they couldn't be beaten to death with a single blow. They still had merits.

"Son! You're back! Look at what your father did for you!" Gu Cijiu picked up Qu Yingran, who was in a daze, and Qu Yingran suddenly recovered, and saw Duan Shaobo holding a A pink girl's dress came towards him, while Gu Cijiu was still talking to himself, "Son, doesn't it look good? Come, come, come, I'll put it on for you if it looks good."

"Huh?" Qu Yingran waved his fleshy arms and legs, and then crazily resisted, "Eight (no)! Meat (want!)!"

"Oh, is this called Dad? Or is it called meat? Son, be good~ Call me Dad twice, and I will give you meat tonight."

"Eight (no)!!! Lake (bastard) beach (egg)!"

"Don't move, don't move, the little skirt is on. Junior brother, what does our son mean by the lake beach?"

"He probably said it was a red egg? This kid likes to eat red eggs, and he always talks about it." Duan Shaobo looked upright.

"Yes, this kid is very picky. Oh, junior brother, your skills are really good, how beautiful you are."

System: ...Well, big brother, you want to open some, it's actually really pretty.

System [QAQ host, do you want to cultivate a master of women's clothing? 】

Gu Ci replied with an expression after a long time [Huh? (｀? ω? ｀) won't work? 】

System [(?｀?Д?′)!! Damn it! ! !Do you really want to cultivate a master of women's clothing? ! 】

Gu Cijiu【Sounds pretty good. 】

System 【!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ Host——! ! ! ] This scream is broken.I don't know what parts the system uses to pronounce the sound, and whether those parts are burned or not.

Duan Shaobo [Brother, don't tease the system, it's poor. 】

System [QAQ Junior Brother, you are an archangel. 】

Gu Cijiu [Don't worry, we didn't want to do that, today is just for fun. 】

System [It's okay, okay...] But... ((T▽T) When did my requirements become so low? Fortunately, the Heavenly Dao here can't hear it, otherwise I'm afraid that thunder will strike the host to death now.

[However...] The system was startled, and Gu Cijiu said the same thing at the same time [... If he himself likes this kind of life, then we can't control it, me and Xiao The junior and younger brothers are all open-minded relatives, and will not artificially interfere with his development. 】

Duan Shaobo [Senior brother, my conscience hurts a little. 】

System [QAQ Junior Brother...]

Duan Shaobo [But it's fun. 】

The system vomits blood!Junior Brother's fatal blow was too terrifying.

When the autumn harvest came, the villagers all ran to the fields of Gu Cijiu and Duan Shaobo. They didn't care about their own land, and took his family's land first.Then each family made an early decision with him on how much food each family would exchange for, and then they went to collect their own land with satisfaction.

However, many children were left behind. The young ones went to collect wheat grains in the field, and the half-grown girls and boys helped their families thresh the grain and drive away the birds.

Then Duan Shaobo brought out two strange-looking bottomless barrels from his home. These are actually simple hand-operated threshers. He set them up, stuffed grain into one end, and shook the rocker, and the grain grains fell from the bucket. The other end fell down, which was also made of bamboo.

Originally, people here threshed rice and wheat by grabbing them and beating them on a board, but this kind of beating would not be clean, and someone had to stroke it down with their hands.This hand-operated threshing machine not only threshing faster, but also clean.

So at night, the people who were too tired to straighten their waists after a day of harvesting came again.

Being able to thresh faster and more means that the grain can be dried earlier. After all, no one knows how long the good weather can last. If it rains just after drying, you can only pat your thigh and cry.

"Actually, this thing is quite easy to make." Duan Shaobo said to the villagers who came to see him, "I made two more during the daytime today, and I thought, I can make four or five more tomorrow, so, isn't it? Don’t want all the threshing machines to be left in the village, so that Sanniang and Hu Zhuzi can take them to other villages?”

Before some people could react, the village head had already sighed, stood up and bowed his hands to Duan Shaobo: "Brother Duan, brother Gu, I ask you to call me brother, you two are really benevolent people .”

The two mentioned by Duan Shaobo belong to the poor households in the village.

Sanniang's parents and two elder brothers both died of a cold illness. She is only eleven this year, and she will be raising two younger brothers and one younger sister.Such a family still lived in the house safely and securely, and did not let unscrupulous relatives occupy the house, and even sold their four children, which once again shows that the folk customs in this village are quite good.

But after all, there are four children, and this family didn't have much land.As the saying goes, half-children eat poor old people, and the villagers are not rich. Help them farm, give them a bite to eat, a piece of rags, and prevent them from starving to death. This is already the limit.

Also because of what the sixth aunt did, the villagers are somewhat resistant to helping these needy households in farming. They are not as careful as they were in the early years, and they subconsciously feel that they will raise lazy people.Even if Sanniang was not lazy, she would bring her younger siblings to the field, but after all, she was young and weak, and the harvest in the field was still not as good as every year.

Hu Zhuzi because his mother and father were seriously ill successively, the family fields and house were sold, and now he lives in a dilapidated thatched house in the village, earning a living by hunting and helping the villagers.This is also a very hardworking young man, but the career span of farming and hunting is actually quite large.

Fortunately, he fed the whole family by himself. If he had a wife and children, his days would be so sad.

Sun Sanniang and Hu Zhuzi came that very day, they knelt down and kowtowed to Gu Cijiu and Duan Shaobo first without saying a word.

They carry this threshing machine to other villages, as long as they work hard, take advantage of the period of grain threshing to go to a few more places, and don't be greedy. A family in a place needs more than ten catties of coarse grain, and it is almost impossible to go to nearby villages. If you successfully threshed the grain, at least you could get eighty or ninety catties of grain.

These grains, together with what their family had accumulated and what the villagers donated, finally won't be afraid of starving to death at home this winter.

Threshing and drying the grain, but the grain cannot be put into the warehouse, and it will be time to pay taxes.

After paying the tax, the rest is finally his own, but he has to replace fine grains with coarse grains.These farmers who have been growing rice and white noodles all their lives may have never eaten rice and white noodles a few times in their lives.

"Here, Ermao, here it is!" An old man stuffed a piece of caramel into Qu Yingran's mouth.

The old man's face was wrinkled, and his hands were as rough as dry bark. When he stuffed the sugar, he rubbed against Qu Yingran's lips, which hurt him as if he had been scratched.

But he didn't even frown, and put the piece of caramel with sweat and salt in his mouth.

"Both of your fathers are good people." The old man sighed, touched his head, and turned to call his son to go home.

The old man has no big animals in his house, so his son and daughter-in-law are pulling a cart with several sacks full of grain.These days, I can always see villagers like this. They exchange the fine grains left over from paying taxes for coarse grains at the grain store in the town.

Qu Yingran has seen the appearance of coarse grains before, the black grains are mixed with bran and grass leaves.The worst kind even has stones in it.

But these people, no matter who they were, smiled contentedly in exchange for such food.

Qu Yingran knew that the lives of mortals were different from those of monks, and that the lives of nobles and peasants were also different, but he never expected that the difference would be so different.

He used to think that he was saving lives for the common people, but now... the self who just wants to laugh at the past is short-sighted.In the absence of large-scale invasion of monsters and ghosts, what is the water and fire for the people?

And most of the people he has seen fall into the evil way are because of poverty, not Liu Mingcang's hatred.He thought that Liu Mingcang was justifiable, that someone "unexpectedly" was willing to join the devil's way just because he was poor, and he thought that it was not poverty, but greed.But now, he only slightly understood what poverty is.

Even the people in Shangshan Village are not considered poor, they are considered a wealthy village.So what does real poverty look like?

It's a pity that when he was born, he couldn't see his eyes, and he couldn't know the condition of his biological parents. He only listened to their conversations, and felt that the family was very poor.However, at that time, he only thought that their appearance was due to their lazy nature and insatiable greed. It seemed that this conclusion was drawn too arbitrarily.

Qu Yingran shuddered suddenly, not because he was afraid of what he was thinking, but because he was enveloped by the sudden wave of spiritual energy.

He is not yet one year old, his innate qi has not been vented, and he has quietly started to cultivate his own qi. Compared with adult mortals, even the monks before the golden core, there are some who are not as good as him.

Qu Yingran thought it was some kind of accident, but when he looked up, it turned out that he had already returned home when he was thinking about something.From his eyes, the strong spiritual energy was like a white jade bowl turned upside down outside the small courtyard.

The courtyard door of the small courtyard was not locked, and Da Mao rushed in happily, went straight to the main room, kicked open the door, and went straight into the house.It was obvious that Da Mao was very anxious, but although he moved quickly, he was not reckless. He obviously kept remembering that he was still pulling the car, and the car was always stable.

However, Qu Yingran's attention was focused on Gu Cijiu, and he was stunned. Even if it was bumpy, he probably wouldn't be able to notice it—it's so beautiful...

This guy Gu Cijiu... Putting his personality aside for the time being, in every world, his skin is really beautiful.At this time, the junior brother was sleeping on his side facing the inner side of the bed, Gu Cijiu was facing the outside, resting his forehead with one hand, and gently embracing the younger junior brother's shoulder with the other, his black hair was hanging down, and there was tenderness in his eyebrows and eyes, even It can make people taste the sweetness. Even a true vixen has to bow down to this charming and sweet taste.

However, what made Qu Yingran stunned was not the infinite amorous feelings, but the lingering aura lingering around Gu Cijiu's body like a cloud of mist.Yes, it wasn't human beings who intimidated him because of beauty.

And this similar scene, he had seen once when Qu Yingran was the real one.

That was his junior uncle, the world said that he was extremely talented, but he was far behind his junior uncle.It's just that in the battle between Chengyunmen and the Demon Realm back then, most of his elders died in battle, and his junior uncle was also among them.He broke through before the battle and killed the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord died, and he was suspended in mid-air. The aura that was so chaotic due to the fighting between the two sides, and even made him feel as if he had cut his face with a sharp blade, suddenly stabilized and turned into a cloud-like aura. The appearance of fog, lingering around the little uncle.

"It's a pity..." The little uncle sighed, the hand that touched the aura cracked like sand in the wind, so he had to raise his other hand and point to him.

He was stunned by the beauty of the aura at that time, when the aura filled his surroundings following the guidance of the little martial uncle, he didn't even react, the aura was sucked in by his pores.In this way, he broke through the two gates of Yuanying and Huashen on the battlefield.But when he wakes up in samadhi, the little uncle has disappeared.

That aura is the feedback that the little master uncle upholds the glorious and righteous way, fights for the common people, moves the world, and is pleased by the way of heaven.It's just that the little uncle knew that he was already at the end of his strength and could not be used anymore, so he gave it to him.Everything about him is a gift from the little uncle, so he will firmly follow the path of the little uncle!

But... But that kind of feedback, how could it appear on this kind of person!

Gu Cijiu blinked: "This is also Huanghuang Zhengdao."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"Subconsciously cursing back, Qu Yingran was startled.

Gu Cijiu raised his hand a little, and Qu Yingran floated up from the car, and the three wolves were lying on the ground happily, seemingly sleeping, but they were actually practicing.And even if they were awake, they would not come back to take care of Qu Yingran.Qu Yingran floated all the way to Gu Cijiu: "Okay, I can talk now."

"You!" I was really able to speak, although the voice was very milky, but Qu Yingran couldn't care less, "You knew I was..."

"I don't know." Gu Cijiu shook his head, "But my eyes can see more than most monks. You are not a villainous person. On the contrary, you have great merits for this world. So, me and Junior brother rescued you and brought you up personally."

"Thank you, fellow daoists." Although life during this period was "a little bit" unsatisfactory, Qu Yingran still respectfully cupped her hands in thanks.After all, they did save his life and let him live comfortably.

"Pfft! Hahahahaha!" Gu Cijiu burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face, "I've heard of a word before, it's just right to put it on you!"

Tuantuan Gongshou is a verb, meaning to turn round and round the hands.Gu Cijiu took it as a sentence, and...it was really vivid, Qu Yingran made the two of them fat and fat, just like the koi dolls in the New Year pictures, don't mention the "group" "Are.

"..." Qu Yingran took a deep breath, Gu Cijiu had already laughed again because of his appearance as a young adult, but Qu Yingran was still very strong and steady, "May I ask, where is the Taoist cultivator?" A way to reach the heavens?"

"Don't you understand?" Gu Cijiu finally moved his eyes away from Qu Yingran and focused on Duan Shaobo. He stroked the sleeping Duan Shaobo's hair and printed a line on the top of his hair. Kiss, "Of course it's love."

System: Why do I have no mouth, I really want to spit.

Qu Yingran frowned: "If fellow Taoist doesn't want to say it, then why don't you say it? Why do you need to deceive me with mere carnal desires?"

Gu Cijiu tilted his head: "Although there is only one word difference between carnal desire and love desire, they are completely different inside."

Qu Yingran shook her head: "What's the difference? Ordinary people walk this way either for the sake of reproduction, or for the sake of temporary pleasure. The monks have long since lost the ability to procreate, and there is more joy to be found. Most people who walk this way are Demons and goblins are enchanting and inspirited, where is the right path?"

"Since you don't believe it, then come and taste it for yourself." He raised his hand, twirling his fingers in the aura, and his finger was like cotton candy wrapped in a ball of aura, flicking it lightly, the aura immediately bounced Entered Qu Yingran's dantian.

Qu Yingran was shocked suddenly, her eyes blurred.

Although Gu Cijiu's integrity is not up to standard, but it's not enough to let a douding do that. What Qu Yingran felt in an instant is a kind of beauty that cannot be described in words, just like the warmth of a baby in the mother's womb. Soft, no need to worry, just stretch out your body and sleep quietly...