Meier led Fu Shiyi to her room and poured a cup of tea for Fu Shiyi: "The three acres of spiritual mulberry trees in the backyard of the temple were upgraded to the third-level spiritual wood a year ago. This was made from our tender buds. Although it is not as mellow as the Lalong Tea, it is better than the refreshing! Try it."

It seems now.

It was Meier who worked with the third uncle to manage the matters in Yanglin Village.

Fu Shiyi lowered his head and tasted it, closed his eyes and felt it. As soon as the Lingsang Tea was in his mouth, it felt as if he was in autumn, and his whole body became relaxed and comfortable.

Fu Shiyi suddenly opened his eyes and said happily: "No, does this tea produce a lot?"

Meier shook her head: "The three acres of spiritual mulberry trees have only been refined for less than one or two, and their tender leaves can only be picked once every three years. The pot you drink was specially left by Grandpa Sansan for you to taste fresh."

So.

There are now 82 totem warriors in Yanglin Village. Although most of them are in the first and second level, they have great combat power when they grow up in the future. One or two tea leaves, I am afraid that everyone will not be able to get the amount of three pots of tea.

Fu Shiyi thought about taking it to the market to exchange money, so he could only think about it.

Mei'er is not in a hurry to talk about serious matters.

After Fu Shiyi finished drinking a pot of tea, he slapped the storage bag and suddenly dozens of wooden boxes appeared on the table.

Mei'er pointed to the light color and said:

"These thirty-five wooden boxes contain second-level spiritual mulberry fruits, and the white wooden boxes contain first-level. Because in recent years, there have been more land in the tribe, there are more spiritual mulberry fruits of this level, totaling 130, and many of them have just grown into big trees and bear fruit this year. After three years, our village can harvest an average of 300 first-level spiritual fruits every year, and about twelve of the third-level ones."

A total of 165 spiritual mulberry fruits.

According to her alchemy technique, she can refine eighty-five mulberry elixirs.

Fu Shiyi looked at the wooden box filled with tabletops and smiled with his eyebrows and eyes. This was nearly a thousand spirit stones. Now she was missing the spirit stones to convert the wasteland of Niushou Mountain into a spiritual field.

"Mei'er, thank you for your hard work. I'll give you your contribution points later."

Fu Shiyi happily put all the wooden box in the storage bag.

Mei'er took out three wooden boxes over there.

I saw her take it lightly and be extremely careful: "There are the celestial silk spitted out by the spiritual silkworms over the years, a total of two pounds and six ounces. Grandpa San asked me to hand it over to you together."

God Silk!!

Although it is only the second order.

But this spiritual thing is also rare.

I can use it to my fifth sister, but I can refine an armored velvet again. Naturally, this velvet will not be sold out, but the people from the Fu clan are not enough to be assigned.

Fu Shiyi accepted it one by one.

Seeing that Mei'er had no intention of continuing to take things out, she expressed her question: "Mei'er, do you know where the five cowhide drums offered in front of the statue of God came from?"

Mei'er shook her head.

Fu Shiyi: "When did they appear?"

Meier: "Ten years ago, after the third grandfather entered the side room of the side hall, he came out with five cowhides and came out, and then offered them to the statue of the gods, and passed on a piece of mental method to us."

Pause.

Meier added: "Like the blood color of the blood moon that is on today, it is also because the third grandfather used the five cowhide drums when he held the witch every year. The cowhide drum seemed to dissipate the blood color contained in the blood moon! The third grandfather did not tell us the specific reason."

Fu Shiyi was told by Meier.

Just learned about it.

Now the third uncle is no longer in charge, almost always staying in the side hall.

Fu Shiyi frowned slightly, but he was a little worried. The side hall wing sealed a black coffin. The coffin was somewhat similar to the shuttle door of her sea of ​​consciousness space, and could reach another place. Last time, she almost lost her life inside.

Therefore, my grandfather sealed it.

But why did the third uncle open it without authorization?

Fu Shiyibai can't figure it out.

But her chances are that the third uncle is in seclusion again. It has been two years since she returned to Jingzhou this time. In addition, she has been staying in the desert tree house, and it is still a few months away from three years.

Three years have arrived.

She wanted to participate in hunting in the forbidden basin.

And it was also the sixth year that they had arrived in Qinhuai. They could take their tribesmen over there. They had to work hard for a big business, but she didn't have time to wait for her third uncle to come out of seclusion, because she had to go to Xinyiling.

When Fu Shiyi is about to say goodbye.

Mei'er said anxiously: "Eleventh Aunt, the third grandfather said, if you want to leave and he has not come out of seclusion, I will give you this secret letter!"

Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment.

Take the yellowed paper handed over by Meier.

She quickly browsed the information on it, frowned, and then said to Mei'er: "Go and say to Aoki and ask him to prepare. He will leave with me this time."

Aoki tried every means to leave here.

You can know when you can really leave.

But reluctant to leave.

While helping to pack up, Mei'er was muttering and instructing her that the third uncle had been in seclusion for many years, and the rest of the tribesmen would subconsciously feel respectful to Mei'er and others who could live in the temple. Moreover, in the past ten years, Mei'er has almost organized a witch-in ceremony, and her cultivation has reached the third-level great witch, so here, only Aoki is in fact her company.

"Sister Saint, don't worry, I... I'll go out and have a look. I'll be back soon. I'll bring you one of the green plum spirit fruits, fantasy jade honey, and the delicious foods in the Zuixianlou. No, two, and the headwear that girls like. I'll prepare for you..."

As we talked.

Aoki looked at Mei'er who was busy packing his luggage alone.

The nose is sore.

The reluctance is greater than the temptation power of the outside world.

"Sister Saint, Qingmu is not going to go, so I will stay here to accompany you. Qingmu doesn't care about the green plum spirit fruit. The green plum spirit fruit will be delicious for our spiritual mulberry fruit......"

After all, he is a half-aged child.

Tears still couldn't help but shed.

Mei'er felt warm inside, and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then turned around and gave Aoki a lot of instructions. Although she didn't see what the third grandfather said in the letter, it was probably because the demonic power on Aoki's body could not be imprisoned over the years. Even if she deliberately suppressed it, Aoki could build a foundation at any time!

Although she didn't know why Grandpa San didn't let Aoki build the foundation.

But I know that Aoki is in danger.

And even the third grandfather has no way to start with this danger.

"Aoki, follow Eleventh Aunt well, don't be as naughty as in the village, no one will indulge you outside..."

After Fu Shiyi came out of Mei'er's room, he went to the silkworm room next to him for a few glances, then entered the hall and put in incense on the statue. She glanced at the facial features of the statue, and a deeper doubt flashed in her heart.

Because this statue is becoming more and more similar to the statue under the ancient well of the sea of ​​consciousness space.

When Fu Shiyi came to the main hall.
Chapter completed!