The Rural Life of the Dragon King in the Mountain Village

After the meal, Xian Yuyan and Xiao Xingyun took two ginseng plants and two bottles of Wuliangye to Wu Laoliu's blacksmith shop to express their gratitude to him.

Regardless of her relationship with the previous generation, she was very satisfied with the lancet, so she gave her some gifts to express her gratitude.

Wu Laoliu was very satisfied with the gift. Whether it was wine or ginseng, he liked both.

Wu Laoliu said with a smile: "Haha, this ginseng actually contains a trace of spiritual substance. Erbao, this was stolen from your grandfather's medicine garden, right? Back then, he picked these ginseng seeds from a century-old wild ginseng plant.

, It’s a pity that the century-old wild ginseng was snatched away!”

"Oh, a hundred-year-old wild ginseng was snatched away? What happened?"

Wu Laoliu waved his hand: "That was an old thing twenty years ago. I won't mention it anymore. The other party is too powerful. Several people in the village took action at the same time, but they couldn't defeat the other party."

No matter how Xiao Xingyun asked, Wu Laoliu didn't say anything.

Xian Yuyan stood aside and watched them chat without saying a word.

"Don't mention it, I'm going to ask my grandpa. Let's go to Taoyuan." After Xiao Xingyun finished speaking, he left with Xian Yuyan.

After returning home, Xiao Xingyun prepared two sets of tools and put them on the pickup truck.

He led the way, and Xian Yuyan followed behind.

When they arrived in Taoyuan, Xian Yuyan frowned and said, "The road is too dilapidated. When will your village repair the road?"

Xiao Xingyun shrugged helplessly: "Not to mention the roads in the village, even the road from the village to the town has no money to repair it. The city won't approve it, the town has no money, and our village has nothing to do."

"Well, I'll find a way." Xian Yuyan said calmly.

"..." Xiao Xingyun didn't take it seriously, thinking she was just talking casually.

During the conversation, the two brought their tools to Taoyuan.

The ginseng seedlings planted in the peach orchard have been nourished by the spiritual rain technique for seven or eight consecutive days.

Xiao Xingyun had dug them out and inspected them a long time ago. Their quality was almost the same as the ginseng in his backyard.

Xian Yuyan dug out one, examined it carefully, and expressed her satisfaction.

Xiao Xingyun dug out a ginseng plant like a carrot, and Xian Yuyan stared at it from behind.

She, who has always been cold-tempered, couldn't help but say: "It's too fast, don't damage the roots."

"Don't worry, I will act in a measured manner."

It's not that Xiao Xingyun is bragging, but he can feel the range of the spiritual material's emission. If he avoids the spiritual material, he can avoid the main body of the ginseng.

The main body is not bad, just losing a little root is not a problem at all.

Soon, he dug out dozens of ginseng roots and added the ginseng dug out from his backyard to make up one hundred ginseng plants.

"Help me load it into the car. I'll transfer the money to you now."

"Hey, you're welcome then."

One hundred ginseng plants cost 5,000 yuan each, which is half a million.

This is Xiao Xingyun's highest single-day income.

Xian Yuyan opened the trunk, and Xiao Xingyun packed the ginseng in bags and placed them neatly in the trunk.

I picked some more fruits and asked her to take them back to her family to taste.

Therefore, the trunk is a little crowded and can’t accommodate it.

When we were making room, there was a small wooden box in the corner. When we moved it, it was not leveled and the contents inside were accidentally thrown out.

It was a white jade pendant, engraved with a Buddha statue, and Xiao Xingyun felt a strong spiritual energy on it.

"Huh?" Xiao Xingyun was full of doubts. When he took it in his hand, the dragon energy in his body started to actively circulate, swallowing up all the spiritual energy in the jade pendant.

The jade pendant, which originally had a greasy luster, soon became a bit dull, as if it had lost its spirituality.

After absorbing this group of spiritual energy, the dragon energy in the body became excited and active. The dragon beads on the chest exuded warm energy and spread throughout the body.

Xiao Xingyun had a feeling that he had become stronger.

Xian Yuyan happened to come over. He took the jade pendant and asked, "What is this and how much is it worth? I accidentally knocked it out of the box just now."

"That one is worthless. A friend who is in the jade business gave me a random gadget, worth tens of thousands of yuan at most. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"No, no, I'm just curious, just ask." Xiao Xingyun said, putting the jade pendant back into the box.

Xiao Xingyun didn't want to reveal his secrets and didn't dare to tell the truth.

When there is a chance in the future, give her a few more herbs, she won't suffer a loss.

Just as he sent Xian Yuyan away, he saw Fuwa coming over on an electric tricycle with an excited look on her face.

"Uncle Erbao, I made a trap to trap a young sika deer. My dad asked me to bring it to you. Look, it has just grown its horns."

Only then did Xiao Xingyun see a small sika deer tied to the back of the tricycle, which screamed until he became hoarse.

When he saw someone approaching, he struggled nervously, opened his mouth, breathed heavily, and could barely make a sound.

The little sika deer is cute and cute, but after growing horns, it actually becomes a bit ugly.

Unless after adulthood, all the horns on the head will grow back and the beauty will be restored.

Its cry is similar to that of a sheep, and it often makes a "bleeping" sound.

The hind leg was injured and the wound was still bleeding.

"Why did you bring it to me?" Xiao Xingyun asked.

"My dad said that you saved my life and introduced him to a big business. I didn't know how to repay you, so I just caught a deer and gave it to you."

Xiao Xingyun didn't refuse and said with a smile, "Hey, your dad is still a very particular person. Okay, I'll take it and thank your dad for me. Come on, help me pull it to the pickup truck and pick some fruits for you by the way."

go home."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Erbao. People in the village say your fruits are delicious. The big boss in the city sent people to pick them. I just want to have a taste."

Fuwa is in her teens, has a chubby little face, and is quite good at talking.

When he arrived at the pickup truck, Xiao Xingyun moved the tied little sika deer to his car. It probably only weighed a few dozen kilograms and was skinny with not much meat.

Then I went to the orchard, picked some fruits, put them in a large bamboo basket, and asked Fuwa to take them home.

Fuwa rode her tricycle and went home happily.

Xiao Xingyun looked at the little sika deer in the car and felt a little worried.

After eating it, I couldn't bear to eat it, and it was too thin.

Let it go. It's injured again. If it's put in the mountains, it won't survive more than three days and will be eaten by other animals.

There was no place to keep it... After much deliberation, I had no choice but to keep it in my yard first, and then tie it around its neck with a rope.

Driving a pickup truck, take the little sika deer back to the yard.

Find some white medicine to stop bleeding, sprinkle it on the wound on his leg, and then wrap it with clean gauze.

After doing all this, the little sika deer was still extremely nervous, bleating and struggling, looking like he might die at any time.

With no other choice, Xiao Xingyun had no choice but to use the Little Spirit Rain Technique to form a small stream of rain, pouring the spirit rain from the palm of his hand into the mouth of the little sika deer.

The little deer's eyes straightened instantly.

Gurgling, drinking water desperately, any struggle, any fear, all disappeared.

The animal's instinct makes it drink all this spiritual rain.

After drinking, those cute and frightened eyes had become a little more lively.

"What?" The little sika deer nuzzled Xiao Xingyun with its little head, as if to say, that's all?

Keep feeding.

I, the sika deer, will never be a slave unless I have food and shelter.