Uncle San flipped his hands.

Three incense sticks were added in my hand.

After piously offering the broken-headed statue of the ruined temple, he continued:

"However, this warm current helped me break through to the eighth level of Qi training, and various hidden diseases in my body seemed to have been cured, and I became much younger. It was really strange."

The third uncle pointed to the sky:

"Eleventh, when you come in, do you feel any changes in the blood moon and what you saw for the first time?"

Over the Lingsang Forest.

A blood moon was emitting a dark red blood light.

Fu Shiyi looked carefully, but when he first met, it was a few years ago. She didn't remember it very clearly. She shook her head:

"Uncle San, I can't see anything abnormal."

The third uncle's expression condensed.

Let Fu Shiyi sit first. After he returned to the room, he brought out a large stack of paper and spread them one by one on the ground.

I saw a blood moon was drawn on each piece of paper.

The date and time are marked next to each blood month.

There are a total of thousands of portraits of Blood Moon.

Fu Shiyi browsed it one by one, but still didn't notice anything: "San Uncle, I'm really sorry, I... I still couldn't see anything abnormal."

Seeing this, the third uncle was slightly disappointed.

But soon put away the drawings indifferently and smiled: "It's a good thing if there is no abnormality. I'm fine here on weekdays. I'm just passing the days when I draw a bloody moon. You don't have to care."

Uncle San said, after putting all the paintings in, he put them back in the room and locked them.

Fu Shiyi, who was alone in the yard, looked up at Xue Yue.

She knew that the third uncle was worried that this blood moon would be unlucky. If any disaster broke out, it would be a big blow to their clan.

After all, Guyaju’s assets are different from the past.

After the third uncle came out of the house, he took Fu Shiyi to the mulberry room to see the spiritual silkworms he raised. He handed Fu Shiyi a thin coat and said:

"This is a specially made clothes made by me with spiritual mulberry leaves. If you put them on, otherwise you will be frightened by the spiritual silkworm that is spinning silk after entering."

"San Uncle, will the spiritual silkworm spit out silk so quickly?"

Fu Shiyi remembered that this was a second-level spiritual silkworm. If you want to spin silk, you have to raise it for ten years, but it was only less than five years, so why did it be so early?

Uncle San glanced at his sleeve:

"This is all Xiao Mo's credit."

As for the rest, the third uncle did not explain in detail.

Interior of the silkworm room.

The ground is very clean. Uncle San also installed convection windows in front and back, and also base windows. Gauze mesh is installed on the doors and windows, which should be prevented from flies, while base windows are equipped with barbed wire mesh to prevent small animals and mice.

A row of small sieves were placed against the north wall.

There was a lot of soft paper on the bottom of the sieve.

Uncle San whispered:

"These are young silkworms that have just hatched less than ten days ago. They have just hatched from their eggs. Be very careful with them. I usually feed them with relatively tender mulberry leaves. When changing mulberry leaves, I also use a very soft brush to move them. If the force is greater, it will easily hurt them. Sometimes, if the mulberry leaves are too dry, if you are not careful, you will leave the little silkworms on the mulberry leaves to be discarded during the process of changing mulberry leaves. It is difficult to raise when you are young, so it will be easier to grow up."

The third uncle raised the spiritual silkworm for several years.

Obviously very experienced.

He pointed to the branches made of wheat straw trees on the south side and said, "You came at the right time. Look at the spiritual silkworms with cocoons and silk sprouts."

Uncle San took Fu Shiyi around the spiritual silkworm room and said a series of professional terms for raising spiritual silkworms. Fu Shiyi just listened quietly and didn't understand very much. Seeing that the time was almost over, Uncle San urged Fu Shiyi to go back:

"It's dawn soon, you go back quickly, otherwise they can't find you in Guya Curie, so they should be anxious."

It took less than a few hours to meet.

Then they will be separated again.

Fu Shiyi was a little reluctant, but she had no choice but to take out dozens of cloth bags from the storage bag, which contained seeds of various spiritual vegetables, and finally handed them to San Bo two porcelain bottles:

"This is the honey of the Phantom Jade Bee and the Six-winged Cream Bee."

"Uncle San, you can drink it once in the morning and evening, which will be good for your body."

The third uncle happily accepted it.

He sent the person to the entrance of the ruined village. When the figure left, he reluctantly turned back. As if he could sense the depressed mood of the third uncle, Xiao Mo crawled out of his sleeve, jumped onto the third uncle's shoulder, rubbed his face a few times.

The third uncle smiled with relief:

"Fortunately, Xiao Mo is still with me."

If he hadn't chosen to raise Silkworms for Eleven here, he wouldn't have met Xiao Mo, so he was still lucky.

After Fu Shiyi came up from the sinkhole.

It was early the next morning.

At this time, Fu Zhihong had already arrived in Xihefang City.

............

Xihefang City, Zhangjia store.

Wu Changfeng hurriedly walked in from outside with an invitation, ran to the backyard of the store, and banged Wu Weiming's house:

"Uncle Weiming, I have an urgent letter."

With a creaking sound, the wooden door opened. After Wu Changfeng flashed in, the wooden door closed automatically. Wu Weiming sat on his head, drinking Wu Ling Tea:

"It's early in the morning, what's going on, I'll make you anxious."

Wu Changfeng obviously rushed over from outside, and he didn't even breathe, so he said anxiously:

"We came to report on the secret line of the Zhang family, saying that Zhang Tianmiao set off for Xihefang City a few days ago. Moreover, in the past few days, the heads of the Liu family in Nanshan County, the Feng family in Beishan County, and the Fu family in Xishan County have appeared one after another in Xihefang City, and it seems that they are going to gather in Zuixianlou to plot something big."

"Oh! Is there any such thing?"

"It's true that Zhang Tianmiao has arrived at Mintianhe outside the market, and he can reach it in less than a stick of incense." Wu Changfeng said quickly: "Uncle Weiming, what should we do?"

Wu Weiming suddenly became interested.

His eyes narrowed slightly:

"Now, our Wu family in Dongshan County is in charge. The patriarchs of the four major tribes in Jingzhou need to discuss matters, so we should be invited to attend. You can continue to ask someone to help you drag Zhang Tianmiao outside the market. I will personally go and meet the patriarchs of the three major tribes in Jingzhou for a while."

Wu Weiming suddenly stood up and walked out.

The whereabouts of marijuana are unknown.

He was just trying to find out the ancient Yaju House of Fu's family.

But coincidentally, the head of the Fu family came, so he naturally had to go and test it.

Obviously, Wu Weiming did not take the Fu family seriously. In his opinion, a family that the Fu family, which did not even have foundation-building monks guarding the mountain, should have been swallowed up long ago, and the other three major families in this state are also stupid.

Wu Weiming came out of the store.

Then he went straight to the Zuixian Tower next door.

A few years have passed.

The business of this restaurant opened by the Fu family in Xihefang City is getting more and more prosperous.

Because of Qin Zhulin, when the casual cultivators have a surplus in their hands, they will always go to the restaurant in groups to have two drinks. The number of guests coming in and out every day is amazing, which makes the rest of the merchants envious.
Chapter completed!