Chapter 169 The Life of a Hilarious Man Zhu Hui didn't even wait for Ye Lu to speak...
Zhu Hui didn't even wait for Ye Lu to speak, he turned around impatiently and motioned Zhu Bai and Lu Hui to come forward.
Zhu Bai and Lu Hui grinned, carefully put down the things in their arms, and after lifting the rough cloth wrapped on the outside, they quickly saw what was wrapped inside.
It is a sapling that is not even as tall as a child.
The leaves are oval in shape, and the branches are slender, many of which are slightly yellow. It can be seen that it is a wild peach tree, and a malnourished wild peach tree at that.
"We have found the original tree you wanted." Zhu Hui looked at Ye Lu's eyes that were fixed on the wild peach sapling, and explained with a smile that he had brought it here specially.
"Right." Ye Lu took two or three steps forward and approached the sapling. He closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then opened his eyes and sighed: "The aura is steady and there is no strangeness. Yes, it is indeed the symbol of the original tree. Looking at the branches and leaves, it should be a kind of peach tree. Leader Zhuhui and Leader Banlan must have spent a lot of effort on it."
Ye Lu nodded and was about to thank him.
Only a few years had passed since he had talked to Zhu Hui about this. During these years, not only the caravan was looking for it, but all of them were also looking for it. Unfortunately, they all found nothing. Even if they found a wild peach tree in the Forbidden Stone Ridge, it would not meet the requirements.
Zhu Hui waved his hands, not ready to take credit for the work, and said very bluntly: "How can the credit be mine and Ban Lan's? It's Young Master Yang Ling."
"Hmm?" Ye Lu was stunned. Who? After a while, he finally found the image of a little bird in his mind.
Wait, is that the bird?
"When Young Master Yang Ling heard that this was what you wanted, he agreed immediately and sent people to look for it. Just in time, a small cultivator in his territory found this native tree. He didn't even know it, but a passing merchant saw it. You know this native tree. If it weren't for the strange plant, it would be just an ordinary plant. Where did the little cultivator get the strange plant? Why not just sell it?"
"So it happened to be collected by the owner of the Jinxin Commercial Bank that was passing by."
"No, it's just that. When Young Master Yang Ling heard that you wanted it, he asked me to deliver it to you." Zhu Hui explained to Ye Lu. Although he liked to exaggerate the facts, he also didn't like to take credit for himself.
Ye Lu's expression? A little hesitant.
Seeing that Ye Lu seemed a little confused, Zhu Hui expressed his thoughts very fluently: "Don't worry, I think Young Master Yang Ling is sincere. After all, this tree is quite exhausting. Lord Chongshan, you don't need to take it too seriously. This matter is not worth mentioning to Young Master Yang Ling. Just think of it as a reward for saving him."
"Ah?" Ye Lu touched his chin and fell into deep thought after hearing Zhu Hui's shameless words.
"Really." Zhu Hui spread his hands and spoke with confidence. He once again thought of the Jinxin Commercial Bank he had seen before, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous of the rich. Ancestors, how come Young Master Yang Ling is so rich? At his age, he is still worried about filling his stomach every day.
It is well known that everyone in Shizhu Village is a big eater.
One of the reasons why business is so important to the merchants in Shizhu Village is that they want to fill their own stomachs which will never be full.
"The auction place that Banlan and I chose is exactly the territory of Jinxin Commercial Bank." In order to prevent Ye Lu from being unclear about how rich Yang Ling is, Zhu Hui specially explained the scope of Jinxin Commercial Bank and emphasized that their next golden oranges will also be auctioned at Jinxin Commercial Bank.
Young Master Yang Ling is so rich.
Lord Chongshan saved the life of this young master, so what can he ask for? It's just a native tree. Zhu Hui even thinks that Lord Chongshan could ask for more.
Ye Lu never expected that the descendants of the Great Sun in this world would be so rich.
But he really wanted this father tree. It must be said that the gift given by the little bird touched his heart.
Ye Lu even felt that he was a bit too rough towards this little bird. At least he shouldn't have slapped it directly on the back of the head.
Ye Lu pondered for a moment and then made up his mind to take it. He said to Zhu Hui in a serious tone, "Thank you."
To send this sapling over so quickly, besides Yang Ling's help, Zhu Hui must have also put in a lot of thought.
"No, no." Zhu Hui spread his hands and said, "Lord Chongshan, you are too polite. I just came here to deliver something and will leave the mountain soon. I feel a little confused when you are so serious."
"I still have things to do. The next time I come, the golden oranges will be ripe."
When Ye Lu heard Zhu Hui mention this, a slight smile appeared on his face. He also had high hopes for Huang Jinju.
Ye Lu watched the Zhuhui caravan go down the Chongshan Mountain, and their backs disappeared into the distance. Then he took the ghost scholar and the playful man to the nearby Shuifu Mountain, and did not go to the place where Wu Tao was.
After planting the black peach, it turned out to be just as overbearing as the impression it gave people. Not only were there very few weeds growing around it, but this strange plant was even more greedy for the rare strange flesh and blood.
Normally, the strange flesh and blood from the strange plants is enough, but it would take at least one and a half times as much to put it on Wu Tao.
Every day, the Xi Ming people have to feed the strange flesh and blood twice. Of course, with so much strange flesh and blood, Wu Tao's recovery speed is also visibly fast.
This diseased ordinary peach tree was planted next to the black peach. Ye Lu estimated that it would not even have time to take root and would soon be strangled to death by the black peach.
Ye Lu and the other two specially built a garden of moderate size halfway up the Shuifu Mountain. The land had been plowed by the children, and they added some fertilizer behind the big rabbits and plowed the land carefully again. As time passed, the fertilizer in the land had long since merged with the soil, and it was fertile enough to be planted now.
I enclosed a garden of moderate size and prepared to plant the father tree.
Ye Lu carefully dug a hole, planted the sickly sapling in it, carefully filled it with soil, added water, and finally sprinkled the ground with the crushed strange beads.
There was no movement on the ground, only the tiny pieces of fragments of the mysterious pearl were flashing with light.
"…………Hey." Ye Lu looked at the debris on the ground carefully. The roots of the peach tree showed no signs of moving. He couldn't help but ask: "Are the roots of this sapling unable to move? Or is it because it is too weak?"
After Ye Lu finished speaking, he actually had some guesses in his mind.
At that time, the Yangteng tree was almost dead due to malnutrition, but the roots still remembered how to devour the fragments of the mysterious pearl. No matter how poor this wild peach sapling was, it must be better than the original Yangteng sapling, but it just wouldn't move.
I'm afraid this is the difference between strange plants and ordinary plants.
"After all, it's just an ordinary sapling. It's definitely not as good as the strange plants." The ghost scholar also saw the scene on the ground. He sighed and lamented.
"Isn't this sapling a little too weak?" The playful man next to him had been observing this strange sapling since he opened his mouth until now. His eyes stayed on the branches and leaves of the sapling for a moment. Finally, he covered his mouth with his hands and couldn't help but said slowly.
No? It's just nonsense.
In fact, this sapling looked too weak. Just by digging it up, the branches and leaves of the sapling had turned quite yellow, and the edges of the leaves were a little shriveled.
Ye Lu guessed that the small casual cultivator sold the sapling because he saw that the sapling was inherently weak and would easily die halfway. This would be the case even in the hands of a talented cultivator, not to mention a small casual cultivator like him. It would be better to sell it directly and earn some cultivation resources.
It’s right to think so.
Ye Lu shook his head and said, "The mother tree is ancient and old. As for the father tree, wild peach is better. Most of these peach trees in the wild are randomly hybridized, and the fruits are unknown. When one father and one mother are hybridized together, the probability of mutation of the seeds produced is the highest."
"But such father trees are often the weakest and can easily die if you're not careful."
"Look, isn't our sapling like this?" Ye Lu raised his eyebrows and said to the playful man. In fact, compared to the strong wild peach tree, Ye Lu definitely wants a weaker one. At least it proves that this peach tree has collected enough genes.
Ye Lu once guessed that the so-called Medicine Classics was just a simpler hybrid botany, but this world was more wonderful, so the Medicine Classics was more mysterious.
At least this peach tree is a little weaker now, and the pine tree can heal it.
Ye Lu understood the two brothers' concerns and spoke to comfort them directly: "I will ask Qingsong to come over more often. His body is not able to reach here, but his consciousness can still fly. It will be good for him to fly more often."
No? It doesn’t matter if they can plant. They still have green pines, and green pines can plant.
Not to mention the innate Jiamu energy surrounding the green pine. Which plant doesn't like those wood-attributed strange powers?
"Okay, let's plant it first and see." Ye Lu said, while paying attention to the sapling. Although the sapling did not extend its roots, it wanted to live after all. The aura of the strange pearl on the ground was constantly absorbed by its roots.
It can be seen with the naked eye that these saplings are in good health.
"The black peach has taken root and will probably bloom soon. By then, this wild peach tree will also be able to bloom. Then we can try to cultivate new seeds according to the methods in the Materia Medica." Ye Lu looked at the movement of the sapling with a satisfied smile. It was good for the sapling to live. What he feared most was encountering a plant that didn't want to live.
Let’s cultivate it this year and see what the seeds are.
This strange plant seed cannot be cultivated by just cultivating it. It also depends on luck. If you are lucky, it will appear at once. If you are unlucky, you will never see the strange plant seed until you die.
The ghost scholar saw that Ye Lu knew what was going on, so he didn't try to persuade him any further.
The ghost scholar withdrew his gaze from Ye Lu and turned to look at the playful man. The playful man did not even move his bonnet hands. It was unknown whether the playful man had been using bonnets to kill weirdos for a long time. Over time, faint bloodstains appeared on the edges of the pale bonnets, alternating between red and white, which looked quite creepy.
Fortunately, there was a faint golden thread revealed in the blood, which suppressed the evil in this strange weapon and added a bit of gentleness.
Xi Mingren raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat curious about why the ghost scholar was looking at him. He hadn't done anything bad recently, had he? Xi Mingren even thought about it for a while.
He didn't do anything? After thinking it over, the man was very sure.
The ghost scholar sighed slightly and said helplessly: "These few days, have you often played with the boys down the mountain?"
The playful man didn't care at all. When he heard the ghost scholar sigh, he said confidently: "I didn't drag them out to play. It was just those little ones who followed me."
Yes, the people following the playful man were not teenagers but a group of little kids from He Village.
The cause was that Xi Mingren came back from the deep mountains and went down the mountain to find He Sijiu according to Ye Lu's instructions. Unexpectedly, on the way, he happened to meet a little fat man. He killed the weirdo behind the little fat man. Then Xi Mingren hummed a song and carried the little fat man down the mountain and took him back to the latter's home.
From then on, the little fat boy seemed to be convinced and followed the playboy every day like a little follower.
But for some unknown reason, Xi Mingren had no intention of driving the little fat boy away.
These things even reached Ye Lu's ears, but unfortunately, Ye Lu always ignored the playboy as long as he knew his limits. Besides, the playboy did save people this time, but the child was very dependent on him.
"I didn't say you did something wrong." The ghost scholar sighed even more deeply. He didn't expect the Xi Mingren to learn well. Now that the Xi Mingren was willing to save people, he felt it was very good. He just opened his mouth to remind him: "Did you eat the fruits offered by those children?"
It could be that the fat boy had some family background and his family knew a few things about offering sacrifices, so he learned it himself. Not only did he offer fruits as offerings, but all the little kids in his group also learned to offer sacrifices to the people around him.
Where is the playful person?
Although he always came and went in the mountains like a monkey, and was rarely found by ordinary people, he would occasionally eat one or two fruits offered to him by the little kids.
From then on, the group of kids seemed to be encouraged and would occasionally put some fruits at the entrance of the forest.
"Are you trying to take the path of a shaman?" The ghost scholar looked at the confused expression of the playboy and felt a severe headache. He could only speak bluntly.
The ghost scholar doesn't care about the beliefs of a few kids. He is now a genuine god of fortune and no one knows how many people believe in him. He is just worried that some frivolous people will walk into the way of the gods.
Ximingren's talent is much higher than his. It would be a waste of his talent if he took the path of a god. Besides, his personality is not suitable for it.
"It's okay, Ah Gui!" Before Xi's men could speak, Ye Lu spoke first: "Ah Xi is different."
"Just let him be."
"Hmm?" The ghost scholar turned to look at Ye Lu with a puzzled look.
"Axi's bloodline is quite special, and it is related to Shinto. It is his nature to save people and it is also his nature to eat those fruits. He needs some magical power of Shinto." Ye Lu smiled slightly and explained.
When the ghost scholar heard this, his worries slowly subsided, but he became even more confused about the bloodline of the playful man.
The ghost scholar has been with the Ximing man for such a long time, and he only knows that the Ximing man's bloodline is related to a bird, and it is an alien species from heaven and earth. It is estimated that the bird has a cruel and ferocious personality, but he doesn't know what kind of bird it is.
The Taoist knew it, but he never said it.
"If Ah Xi doesn't want to tell us, we will just pretend we don't know about this." This is how the Taoist explained to the ghost scholar: "Ah Xi hates those bald donkeys and birds. If he doesn't want to recognize his relatives, then he doesn't have to."
The ghost scholar naturally listened to Ye Lu. Now that Ye Lu said that there was no problem with killing people, the ghost scholar also believed it.
When Xi Mingren heard what Ye Lu said, he no longer cared. He listened to Brother Lu and was very relaxed. He just felt irritated and hungry sometimes and wanted to eat those weird things, but he knew he had to listen to Brother Lu, so he suppressed his appetite and used the weird flesh and blood as fertilizer for the weird plants.
But it is always difficult to suppress your appetite.
Suddenly, that day, the man saw the fruits offered by children on the edge of the forest. He thought they looked very delicious, so he took some and ate them. After eating, his unbearable appetite finally subsided.
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