Song Jinxiu leaned against the Bodhi tree and stroked its rough bark, which felt so soft and warm, as if she was stroking a seven or eight-year-old girl.
"Am I the second reincarnation?"
"No, this is the tenth reincarnation, Master."
Song Jinxiu frowned, "But I only remember my last time."
Treasure Hunting Rat Junjun also frowned and said: "Master forced divination before reincarnation, was devoured by the Heavenly Dao, and his soul was damaged. The eight reincarnations are all fools."
Of course a fool has no memory.
Song Jinxiu nodded and asked, "It seems that my soul has been repaired in my ninth reincarnation, which is my last reincarnation?"
The treasure-hunting rat nodded, and suddenly smiled slyly, "Because I dug out my inner elixir for you? I didn't expect that after my master got my inner elixir, not only did your soul recover, but it also stimulated your first golden pupil supernatural power. It's great."
Seeing the treasure-hunting rat Junjun jumping happily, Song Jinxiu's tears finally covered her eyes.
"Ah, ah, ah, master, why are you crying?"
Song Jinxiu hugged it tightly and stroked it hard with her hand.
"Silly Junjun, digging out the inner elixir, don't you feel the pain?"
"It doesn't hurt. The master said before reincarnation that the tenth is a hurdle. If you can die peacefully, you can enter the underworld, walk through Yinshan Mountain, cross the boundary bridge, and return to the world of immortal cultivation to avenge your hatred."
Song Jinxiu sighed, she didn't have that memory, and her hatred wasn't that strong, but dying of old age was a must.
"What else did she say?"
"The master said, if you ask, there are only eight words: good things follow your heart, don't ask about the future."
Just follow your heart, let your heart move as it pleases, just do good things and don’t worry about the future, right?
"Okay, I'll remember it." Song Jinxiu stroked the Bodhi tree and asked, "Baoya, maybe you can understand what we are saying?"
Treasure-hunting mouse Junjun shook his head dejectedly and nodded.
"She opened up space for it and almost used up all of her wood spirit dew. Now it can secrete less and less spirit dew..."
It turns out that the Bodhi Spirit Dew is the result of Baoya’s hard work?
Song Jinxiu felt very uncomfortable when she thought about how she had used spiritual dew to temper her tendons and veins.
The Bodhi tree seemed to sense her mood. It swayed and rubbed her face with its branches and leaves.
Treasure Hunting Mouse Junjun quickly said: "It is her instinct to secrete spiritual dew, you don't have to feel burdened, but..."
As he said that, Treasure Hunting Mouse Junjun suddenly snorted, "Hmph, you idiot, you only know how to grow some useless flowers. This won't help Baoya at all."
Song Jinxiu asked quickly: "Can I help her? How?"
"Bao Ya needs to continuously release spiritual dew to maintain the space. If there are enough spiritual herbs and medicines in the space, their life force can help it maintain the space. In this way, Bao Ya can save enough spiritual dew to advance, and then it can repair the chain again."
As he spoke, Treasure Hunter Rat Junjun looked at the ginseng plants and said, "Although there are no medicinal herbs such as Lingbao here, ordinary medicinal herbs are hundreds of times better than the flowers and plants you raise."
Song Jinxiu looked at Ginseng somewhat awkwardly. How does she know this? Don't worry about money now, just make yourself happy.
She rubbed her face and asked, "Why didn't you remind me?"
The treasure-hunting rat rolled his eyes humanely, "I don't have the inner elixir, and I was unconscious for a long time. Even after I woke up, I couldn't speak. How could I remind you?"
Thinking of how it coughed just now, Song Jinxiu asked distressedly, "Are you okay now?"
"Yes, it's great. It was Baoya who raised me in the heart of the tree and nurtured me with spiritual dew. Only then did I recover from the injury. Master, don't worry, as long as I work hard to cultivate, I will grow another inner elixir sooner or later."
"Good Junjun, although I don't remember our first meeting, I know that I have you here."
Song Jinxiu touched her chest and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely let myself die of old age, and then we will go back together and take revenge."
The man and the mouse walked around the space, discussing what herbs to plant to better help Baoya. Maybe Lingling would also have a chance to be reborn.
"Well, I'll go to the Li Family Clinic to see if they have any herbal seeds. I'll buy some and we'll plant them first."
"Why bother to go far away? Where you live now, there are mountains behind you. If you go into the mountains, with me by your side, you will not be worried about not finding good things."
"That's right, you are a treasure-hunting mouse. Well, little Junjun, let me see what you are capable of."
Without further ado, Song Jinxiu left the space.
Say hello to my brother and go see how the house is being built.
"Go ahead. Jinfang and Qiusheng should also go. It's a good opportunity to call them back early."
After leaving the village head's house, Song Jinxiu did not go to the new house at the east end, but went directly north to the back street and took a shortcut to Daqingshan.
There is a row of willow trees at the foot of the mountain to the north of the village. Originally, the willow stumps were used by the villagers to prevent landslides and wild animals from entering the village.
In the year when the willow stumps were well, there was plenty of rain, and the willow stumps took root and sprouted. The village chief had people cross and entwine the new willow branches. Over the past few decades, a tree wall has been formed, which has become the best protective belt.
Song Jinxiu chopped some willow branches into the space, and then walked while her hands kept moving. Soon, a mini backpack was perfectly finished.
The small backpack was covered with soft fur, and then little Junjun was taken out from the space and put into the backpack.
This little thing was weak and coughed occasionally. Song Jinxiu really couldn't bear to let it follow her into the mountains.
Seeing the little thing happy, Song Jinxiu was in a good mood, "Do you like it?"
The treasure-hunting mouse Junjun lay happily on the fur. There was just enough space inside, so no matter how he slept, he would not hit his head. And if he stood up, his head would just show through the fur.
"Master, you have such a skillful hand. I love this home so much."
Song Jinxiu also smiled, "As long as you like it."
He hung the backpack on his chest and said, "If you find anything, show me the way."
"Yes, there are good things in the willow forest."
"Ah? You found it so quickly?"
Song Jinxiu was curious. This was near a mountain, and villagers often came here to trap pheasants. What if there are good things that have not been discovered earlier?
Song Jinxiu was skeptical, so she bent down, passed through the branches blocking her way, and walked into the shade of the willows.
Following Junjun's instructions, she saw a dead willow tree and a lush parasitic willow plant on it.
Song Jinxiu knew this thing and had picked mistletoe with her senior brother.
It is a parasitic plant. When it parasitizes on mulberry trees, it is called mistletoe, and when it parasitizes on willow trees, it is called willow parasite.
This willow parasite was quite strong and killed the parasitic willow tree directly.
Song Jinxiu asked: "Should we transplant the dead willow into the space? Or should we just cut down the parasitic willow?"
"What dead willow, what parasitic willow, what are these things for? They are not good for the space."
Treasure-hunting rat Jun-jun looked puzzled.
Song Jinxiu: Hmm?
"You said your treasure is not this willow parasite? This thing is a medicinal herb, right?
My senior brother said that it has the effects of nourishing the liver and kidneys, strengthening the tendons and bones, removing rheumatism, and calming the fetus.
It can cure back and knee pain, rheumatism, fetal movement disorder, fetal bleeding, etc. How? you do not know? ”
"It's just some common herbs. Not all herbs are useful for space. Please move aside. I want to find something under this dead tree."
The treasure-hunting mouse jumped out of the backpack. The two front paws began to dig the ground.
"No, no, no, I'll do it, I'll do it."
Seeing that the little thing was out of breath after a while, Song Jinxiu quickly took out a dagger and came to help. ”
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