Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

This spider is rather strange.

It has slender legs, an oval lower body, and only two eyes on its head.

It spins silk and forms webs, not a spider web, but intertwined among many leaves, very hidden.

The worm was infected as soon as it was careful, and it crawled over to eat immediately.

However, this kind of worm only grows on wild mulberry trees, and what it eats are wild silkworms and bees.

In fact, there are no silkworms, and they can eat mulberry leaves, which is strange.

Speaking of bees, there are flowers here all year round, and there are constant bees, but he just can't find a hive, which is also quite strange.

"This spider silk is strong and tough, but the silk spun by wild silkworms almost means..."

An Jia took out the box she carried with her, held it with bamboo tweezers, grabbed many "silkworm spiders" and brought them back.

There are mulberry trees in his farmland, some time ago he wanted to cut down the mulberry trees.

Because the mulberry tree is male, it only grows leaves but not mulberries, which is boring.

Now there is finally a reason to keep the mulberry tree.

That dilapidated house can be cleaned up and used as a silkworm house to raise silk-spinning spiders.

Catch leaves every day to raise spiders. Although this thing does not spin much silk, it is better than that every day.

Every day, take a little bit of it and twist it into silk thread and save it.

When enough is enough, we weave and make a piece of clothing for myself.

As for honey, he had given up looking.

But giving up looking does not mean giving up.

He planned to go back and fix the bamboo to make a beehive. As long as he put it there, maybe the bees would come.

There is no other way if you don't come.

In short, this is not an important matter, and we will talk about it later.

"Huh? This is..."

When he was climbing the mountain, he suddenly found a nest of oval white eggs in one of the holes.

The eggs looked the same at both ends, like bird eggs but not like them.

After thinking about it, anyway, the chicken coop is temporarily empty, no matter what kind of birds are hatched.

So he grabbed the egg and brought it back.

To say that this place looks beautiful, the danger is also really dangerous.

As he walked, he came across several big red-headed centipedes coming out for a walk.

It was thicker than chopsticks, and if he hadn't quickly withdrawn his hands to say hello, he would probably have been taken away.

After the torment was over, he was about to go back to work when he heard a yelling sound in his ear.

At first he thought he was hallucinating.

After looking around, I saw a small black spot shaking in the jungle at the end of the mountain.

He quickly squinted his eyes and looked at it, and the small black spot quickly became bigger as he approached.

It turned out to be a person.

The man ran fast, walking like flying, kicking on the trunk of the tree, flying left and right in the forest.

An Jia saw it, it was a wind-chasing walk.

Secretly wondering who this person is, Chasing Wind Step is much more beautiful than him, amazing, it can't be a certain senior brother...

As a result, just as he was thinking about it, the man had already approached and came to him, his face was somewhat familiar.

Although I can't remember who it is, I can tell at a glance that it is a fellow villager.

He can be sure that this person came to Qing Yunmen with him.

"What? You don't know me." The man patted An Jia on the shoulder and said, "That day on the cloud boat..."

"Ah! It's you!" An Jia remembered: "Why are you here?"

"Who am I and what's my name?"

"Your name is..." An Jia was embarrassed, and lied cheekily: "I just remembered it."

"People from the same country can't remember, my name is Yan Yihai, you remember it well."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yan, I will remember this time, my name is..."

"Your name is An Jia. You are the only one who can't remember other people's names. Don't think that everyone is like you."

"Yes, yes, it's me, Meng Lang, brother Yan, why..."

"Aren't you talking nonsense, we are all on the same empty island, of course I can come here."

Yan Yihai started to chatter.

When meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country, it is rare that he knows everything.

"Do you know how big this empty island is?"

"When you came here, you must have thought that this place looks like fragments from a distance, and it is not big at all."

"Actually, let me tell you, this place is as big as three counties put together."

"Although we are in the same empty island, the distance between us is no less than two counties."

"But you are really unlucky, to have come to this corner alone."

An Jia hesitated for a while and said, "You...don't you?"

"of course not."

Although there is a lot of wasteland here, Qingyunmen has been established for more than 500 years.

It has been more than 400 years since the first batch of spiritual farmers came here to farm for Qingyunmen, how many generations have there been.

Accumulated from generation to generation, not to mention the formation of towns, at least villages can be formed, right?

"I happen to be in Ling Village, more than 30 kilometers away from here. With the help of the villagers, although I have to manage an acre of land by myself, I am free. I only recently found out that you are here too."

"Don't talk, go to my place and sit down, I will show you my house."

"Your home? Forget it."

Yan Yihai said: If it wasn't for chatting, I wouldn't even know that you were the unlucky little bastard who was thrown into a corner to open up wasteland, so I came here to have a look. "

"It's getting late, I have to go back to eat later."

"Hey, the rice here is really unpalatable. The cooked ones covered with rice bran are like the pig food in my house, but I don't have the strength to eat them."

An Jia couldn't help interrupting, and gave a pertinent suggestion: "Then just pound it a few more times."

"Who the hell has that time! It's not like you don't know how heavy a stone mill is!"

"I was grinding on the first day, and I was almost stupid."

"I still dreamed when I was sleeping, but when I woke up, I rolled out of the bed and rolled out of the door to the field outside."

An Jia knew that Yan Yihai's family was rich and well-known in the village, so she couldn't bear hardships.

If so, then simply shut up.

According to the past experience of Party A and Party B, people who are immersed in their own world cannot hear other voices.

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