The people Wang Manyi brought were indeed professionals. They spent three days drilling a well 412 meters deep. The water that came out at first was mixed with yellow mud, but after settling for two days, the water that was pumped up was clear and sweet. When you touched the water, you could feel a chill in the deep well.
With irrigation from the deep well, tender seedlings sprouted in the hundred acres of land on the seventh day after the Chinese toon was planted.
The leaves of the small bud seed are light red and feather-shaped. The leaves wilt during the day but become particularly vibrant at night.
Xie Bian was not lying. The seed of the small toon tree grows incredibly fast, growing into a sapling a meter tall in just one month. Even fast-growing trees do not have such efficiency.
Wang Manyi was overjoyed, thinking it was some kind of fast-growing tree species, and wished he could come to see it every day:
"Such amazing saplings, truly worthy of being produced by Honghe! No wonder Xiao Xu insisted on digging this deep underground well. Excellent, truly excellent."
Tian Wenle's eyes narrowed into slits with joy. He raised his pipe in his hand and then put it down again, so happy he didn't know what to do with his hands.
"A farmer can tell at a glance that this is good stuff! If the forests around here grew at this rate, there wouldn't be so many piles of yellow sand."
"Yes, let's not even talk about its economic benefits. Just the benefits of greening the environment are numerous! No wonder the Red Rice Research Institute values this trial planting so much and was willing to give the seeds to Xiao Xu. It turns out they valued the geographical environment of Ningcheng. —Hey? Where's Xiao Xu?"
Wang Manyi looked around, his face full of confusion.
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"Click!"
With a swift movement of her knife, Xu Milu sliced the large radish in front of her in two, revealing the snow-white flesh inside, its veins intact, glistening and tempting to look at.
Mo Xuan squatted to one side, skillfully picking up vegetables, occasionally looking up to complain:
"Madam Xu, when are you going to make another spicy snail dish to go with your drinks? I've been craving it for days! The Buddhist ceremony at Huasheng Temple ended yesterday, and the curfew on Chang'an Street has been reinstated. The Imperial Guards are patrolling the streets, and I can't even sneak out at night to get some fruit. It's so annoying! If it were before, I could just take a bite..."
Xu Milu glanced over indifferently, and Mo Xuan swallowed back the words he hadn't said.
The Water and Land Dharma Assembly ended, and to Xu Milu's surprise, the Tripitaka Master did not stay long. Instead, he bid a respectful farewell to Yin Wenjiao and returned to Hongfu Temple to continue preaching.
The misunderstanding between the mother and son has been cleared up, which is a happy event.
As July ended and the gates of hell closed, the number of wandering ghosts on the streets suddenly decreased significantly, and the demons in Chang'an City seemed to have vanished overnight.
Mo Xuan explained:
"Madam Xu, you don't know, Chang'an was originally a place where dragon energy gathered. Demons like Liu Xian and Niu Jing are not allowed to enter Chang'an casually under normal circumstances, otherwise the Thunder God will send down lightning to kill them. In the past half month, they have been able to sneak in and see the prosperity of Chang'an thanks to the Buddha. The night patrol gods and the City God turned a blind eye to them, otherwise they would have been arrested long ago."
Xu Milu listened with great interest, when suddenly an idea struck her:
"What if a little demon like Wisteria originally lived in Chang'an? Would it also be struck by lightning after transforming into human form?"
Upon hearing this, the vines sweeping the floor in the corner trembled and began to shed leaves frantically, making the floor dirty again.
"No, not at all."
Although Mo Xuan was simple-minded, he was very well-informed about inside information:
"All beings in the six realms of reincarnation have a book that records their merits and demerits, as well as their identity and origins. The book is divided into three copies: one is given to the Heavenly Court, which is managed by the Star Lords of the Southern and Northern Dippers; one is given to the Underworld, which is managed by the King of Hell; and one is given to the City God, who keeps a copy for his records."
"Small demons like the wisteria, born and raised in Chang'an, have their own origins in the hands of the City God. As long as they don't do evil or harm people, they won't be captured. But if a demon from elsewhere isn't on this register and enters Chang'an without a reason, it will be struck by three bolts of heavenly lightning first."
Isn't this just the difference between having a household registration and not having one?
Xu Milu suddenly realized that although Mo Xuan was a demon from elsewhere, he had been captured by Sun Wukong to be punished, and the City God naturally knew this. As for herself—
In a sense, she is not within the six realms of reincarnation in this plane, and her name is not in the Book of Life and Death, so even if the City God wanted to investigate, he would not find anything.
Given that she lives right next to Sun Wukong, could there be a better guarantor than her?
No wonder the patrol officers who search the streets day and night never stop her.
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Speak of fairies, and fairies will appear.
Before the shop door even opened, someone knocked on it. Mo Xuan quickly went over to take a look, but it wasn't a person. Instead, a glossy red fox scurried in through the crack in the door, its bright, cunning eyes darting around.
After entering, it bowed twice to Xu Milu:
"May Madam Xu be well, may Madam Xu be well."
The voice that came out was human, like that of an old man.
"It's Old Hu. I haven't seen Old Hu bring his granddaughter to eat chicken here for the past few days. We recently got a batch of vegetarian fried chicken, which is very delicious."
Xu Milu recognized the fox and said with a smile:
"But my restaurant isn't open yet. If you want to eat, you'll have to wait half an hour until it gets dark."
The fox rolled on the spot and transformed into a white-haired old man with a cane, his skin wrinkled and white-haired, with a large red tail swaying back and forth. He quickly kicked it with his foot, and the tail tucked under his robe.
"Oh dear, I'm not here to eat chicken, I'm here to ask Madam Xu for help in an emergency!"
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