The crowd gradually dispersed, each person's face full of worry.
The wonders that the little pink Little Thousand Crane displayed made Zuo Mo's weak heart receive an unprecedented blow.
"What do you really want to do?"
"Want to use a honey trap to seduce me? Hmph hmph! "Zuo Mo smirked inside:" You're still too inexperienced. Not just a little demonic sound, even if a peerless naked woman was in front of me, ge can still sit still, my heart as still as a pine. "
Zuo Mo's scalp prickled.
Guo Lu Shixiong's expression changed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his entire body falling backwards. The surrounding shixiong instantly paled, rushing over to Guo Lu Shixiong's side.
The situation was the same as he had predicted. In the following period of time, another two shixiong's ling grains were infected with this strange disease.
A fishy smell burrowed into his nose. Zuo Mo couldn't help but frown. In his two years of farming, he had never smelled something like this. He really wanted to find out what was inside these ling grains because he suddenly thought of the first time he encountered the aphids. That savage and dangerous presence was still fresh in his memory. But when he used [Art of Aged Gold] on five mu of ling fields, it had only happened that time.
His hand touched the ling grains, a hint of gold suddenly floated onto Guo Lu Shixiong's face.
He didn't have any intentions of taking off the paper crane, smiling coldly to himself: "Humph, ge won't pay attention to you. Go play by yourself."
Not long after, a pink Little Thousand Crane flew in front of him from the window.
Guo Lu Shixiong's face was as white as paper, his breathing weak, unconscious.
He didn't want to leave this place.
Before his voice landed, he saw a pink Little Thousand Crane fly from the sky towards him out of the corner of his eye.
"Hee hee, ye, after fifteen minutes, this servant wants to draw a chain of Explosive Flame Seals."
What was fortunate was that this woman still had the habit of eating. For the first time, Zuo Mo was grateful for this habit that was gradually disappearing from the xiuzhe world. It had saved him, this pitiful lamb.
"Is jingshi earned?"
Even when he returned to his little yard, the scene that had just occurred still lingered in his mind. Guo Lu Shixiong spitting blood and being injured caused the severity of the problem to quickly increase. It could be confirmed that the sect would definitely react. However, the Fourth Martial Aunt Shi Feng Rong, the only person in the sect who was proficient in farming, went out to travel half a year ago and had yet to return. Hao Min Shijie, who was looking after the medicine fields, had also gone out with Luo Li Shixiong.
Guo Lu shixiong suddenly spat out blood. The first thought in his mind was, could there be a similar but even stronger presence in these ling grains?
No matter when, he had never thought that he would leave the sect. Planting was not an easy job, but he still lived quite comfortably. From the time he opened his eyes two years ago, he had been living on Wu Kong Mountain. This place was like his home.
In the ling fields, Zuo Mo's voice was like a duck's breaking gong as he recited, "I am a bright mirror, where has the dust come from, ya yi ya … …"
"Are we scared?" Zuo Mo was unconcerned. "Are we people that will lower our heads for power … …"
…
Before his voice fell, another pink crane flew in front of him from the horizon.
But Senior Brother Guo Lu's example told him not to try it rashly.
Up until now, the higher levels of the sect still hadn't taken any effective measures. Guo Lu shixiong was still unconscious.
From the horizon, another pink crane flew in front of him. It was still spreading out like it was undressing. But in Zuo Mo's eyes, there wasn't any elegance to speak of, but the grace of a queen.
Zuo Mo's luck seemed to have been used up. He also became one of the ten people. The five mu in the yard was still okay, but the fifty mu of ling fields that he rented started to have withered ling grains.
He scratched his head. Here it comes again! How did the other locate him? This was the part that puzzled him the most. He had never heard of a Little Thousand Crane that could have this kind of ability, unless it was those people that were really strong. But for people that were slightly strong, who would use something that was obsolete like the Little Thousand Crane?
His heart suddenly became nervous!
The shixiong that had a good relationship with Guo Lu shixiong hurriedly picked him up and sprinted up the mountain. Old Black dazedly stood at his spot and suddenly wailed. The sound was mournful, making people's hearts sorrowful.
The ling grains were almost completely withered. Only near the soil, there was a thread of green. If he still couldn't find a solution, when the ling grains were completely lifeless, it would be too late.
Zuo Mo moved his feet, walking into the ling fields. Moving in front of a ling grain, he carefully examined it. He didn't dare to put his hand on it. That scene just now, it really made him wary of these ling grains.
"Hee hee, ye, if you still don't reply, for the next Little Thousand Crane, this servant will draw a Yan Explosion Seal."
Zuo Mo was dumbstruck. As a beginner xiuzhe that was only skilled in farming, something like an explosion definitely shouldn't appear in his life.
"In any case, I can't poop it out." Zuo Mo threw caution to the wind.
Temporarily getting rid of this woman, Zuo Mo released a breath. From the previous high nervousness to the complete numbness in the end, Zuo Mo deeply acted out the complete process of his soul being wounded.
Dumbstruck, Zuo Mo dumbly looked at the pink paper that automatically unfurled in front of him. Written on it were these nine sentences.
An explosion came from behind him. The strong wave of air directly flipped Zuo Mo a few times and he fell face first into the mud.
The sect was also full of wailing. The number of outer sect disciples infected in the ling fields had already risen to twenty five. The remaining people were all in danger.
There was nothing more painful than seeing the ling grains in the fields wither one by one. There was nothing more hopeless than being unable to stop them from spreading. A terrible stench floated in the ling fields. The fertile ling fields were like a muddy pond.
Wu Kong Sword Sect was shrouded in a layer of dark clouds.
Looking at Old Black, he sighed inside. A problem that even Guo Lu Shixiong couldn't solve. He didn't have the heart but not the power.
Just as his voice landed, the Little Thousand Crane that had flown in front of him suddenly unfurled.
The biggest characteristic of the Queen's favor was that it didn't matter if you were willing or not.
"Hee hee, this servant just wants to chat with ye. Life, dreams, it's so interesting! "
"Ye, where are you waiting for me?"
When the familiar yard appeared in his vision, Zuo Mo, his lungs almost burning, his throat smoking, almost cried. Like the wind rushing into the yard, like the wind rushing into the room, like the wind finding cinnabar and weasel brush.
Zuo Mo's head rang. He jumped up like his butt was on fire. Grabbing the pink paper floating in front of him, he started to run towards his residence.
Zuo Mo felt that he was very unlucky. Why did he go pick up that paper crane? Why did he reply if he had nothing to do?
Boom!
There wasn't any of the boldness from last time. He was as bitter as a weak female that had her room invaded by a wolf-like man in the middle of the night.
Automatically unfurling, automatically making sounds, automatically finding people … …
This was something he definitely couldn't accept! Even more, leaving the little yard, where could he find a smaller ling vein?
Hao Min Shijie was probably going to be out of luck. Zuo Mo didn't have much schadenfreude.
"Fine, fine. Arguing with a woman, it's really boring. Ge won't play with you! "He righteously said to himself.
Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly widened. Without hesitation, he started to run.
Zuo Mo crisply raised the white flag: "I surrender!"
The sweet and adorable voice burrowed into his ears. It was like licking a mouthful of honey. It was like being lightly scratched in his heart. The bones of those that were slightly weaker instantly softened.
Struggling to sit up from the dirt, looking at the large hole that had been blown out behind him, his expression was dazed.
"Damned woman! Coming to make trouble at this time! "Zuo Mo saw this paper crane and couldn't help but curse.
He had a feeling that the strange disease would spread. Just now, when he had stepped into the ling fields to inspect, the degree of withering of the ling grains were clearly different. From this, it could be seen that the ling grains in the fields were infected at different times.
Yet a change suddenly occurred!
He decided to try and save his fifty mu of ling grains.
However, prayer was of no use. The number of outer sect disciples that had no harvest this year quickly rose to ten.
Damned woman!
This caused him to not have any fear towards the ling grains that could make Guo Lu Shixiong spit blood. The experiences of this afternoon made him believe that in this world, there wouldn't be anything more terrifying than this terrifying woman.
"Earn jingshi." Zuo Mo helplessly wrote, full of humiliation.
Before Zuo Mo became numb, he finally understood. The other was just a woman that had been raised in a boudoir, extremely bored, empty and lonely, disregarding human life, abnormally powerful. And it was the point of being "abnormally powerful" that easily killed any thoughts of Zuo Mo's resistance.
He suddenly paused, tilting his head to think, muttering to himself: "Yan explosion seal, I seem to have heard of it somewhere … …"
Just as Zuo Mo was at his wits' end, a pink little thousand crane suddenly appeared in front of him.
Thinking about descending from the sky, the densely packed paper cranes flying in the sky, and then boom boom boom! With him as the center, within a radius of three li, not a single tile would be left.
The delicate and pink little thousand crane, as though it was taking off clothes, its movements graceful and automatically unfurled.
Using the fastest speed, it folded the pink paper and then used an even faster speed to channel ling energy into it. Patting his chest, he fearfully watched it disappear into the horizon.
Just this move made Zuo Mo praise inside. Guo Lu Shixiong's skill in [Art of Aged Gold] was much deeper than his. Even though he had broken through to the second level, but in terms of practical use and understanding, he was still lacking compared to Guo Lu Shixiong.
There was still about two months until the season to harvest the ling grains. Everyone could only pray that the ling grains in their ling fields could escape this calamity and last until the harvest season.
He suddenly had a feeling that he had made a big trouble.
But if he couldn't pay enough ling field rent this year, he would be kicked out of the sect.
Wait, she said she would draw a Yan explosion seal this time … …
The other ignored him: "Hee hee, what is ye's dream in life?"
One incense stick of time!
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