She, Song Beibei, is a master of growing yellow rice.
It's useless.
A good cook cannot cook without rice.
The little insect mother Mimi whispered in her mind: "Master, I know a very comfortable place, come with me."
Hearing this.
Song Beibei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"OK."
One person and one pet quietly went up the mountain.
soon.
Song Beibei followed to a very familiar place: a wild peach forest.
Look at the big holes under your eyes.
She fell into deep thought: "Isn't this the place where she picked up Tao Da and Er Mei?"
"I remember there was a big peach tree at that time. I was thinking of picking some peaches when they were ripe, but when I came back later, the old peach tree had been dug up."
She was puzzled.
Who was so quick to dig up the tree intact without even seeing it for a day?
There is destined to be no answer.
So, I asked my own spirit, no, it’s just an ordinary insect, it’s better to call it a pet.
"What's so special about this place?"
The little insect mother Mimi circled around the hole, and the little baby voice in her mind was dizzy, "Comfortable, comfortable, comfortable~"
"Comfortable?"
"Could it be that this is the so-called land of animism?"
The land of animism refers to the place where spiritual energy emerges in the early stage of spiritual energy revival.
This represents a Feng Shui treasure land.
Of course, the most important thing is that there is a place to grow yellow rice.
Song Beibei couldn't help but praise her pet: "Mimi, you are amazing!"
The little one spun around her with joy.
but.
I dare not plant it~
If someone came to this mountain and took it away from her, she would have no place to cry.
But.
It would be a pity not to plant it.
The spiritual land has been found, the seeds have been obtained, everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.
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