The meal the Yi family had could be said to be brunch.

So the Yi family came to the field together before noon arrived.

This is an open paddy field connected together, with crisscrossing ridges and criss-crossing streets, and some villagers are bending down to plant rice.

The Yi family's paddy field is surrounded by a large field. The total of their own fields and rented paddy fields is twenty-nine acres. This number seemed exaggerated to Yi Shuyuan when he first heard it.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is not too much, because the rice production here cannot be compared with the 21st century in Yi Shuyuan's memory.

Taking a place like Yuanjiang County as an example, it is relatively less prone to disasters. If people are diligent, the yield of more than 200 kilograms per mu can be considered good once a year.

Excluding field rent and various taxes, plus selling rice to purchase household supplies, it can only be said that farmers' ability to resist risks is indeed not high.

Of course, the people in Yuanjiang County are not very wealthy, but if they work harder, their lives will not be too hard.

These twenty-nine acres of land, which had been back ten or twenty years, basically belonged to the Yi family. However, over the years, half of it belonged to the family and half needed to be rented.

Although Yi Shuyuan didn't fully understand the bitterness in it, he had a better understanding of his sister-in-law Zhao's complaints.

At this moment, the Yi family was standing by the field bank. Yi Shuyuan, Yi Baokang, and Yi Yongan had already taken off their shoes, tied their clothes around their waists, and rolled up their trousers.

My niece-in-law, Mrs. Li, also has to go to the field, but she is helping Mai Ake tidy up her clothes at the moment.

The clothes of this knight-errant heroine are nice and neat, but some are not suitable for farming.

Mai Ake took off her shoes and rolled up her trousers, revealing her smooth and white calves. Yi Yongan on the side looked at him with eyes wide open.

"Cough, cough..."

Yi Baokang coughed twice, and Yi Yongan quickly scratched the back of his head and turned away, fearing that he would offend the guests.

It's not Yi Yong'an's fault for this reaction. After all, a farmer in the countryside has seen such a fair-skinned and delicate girl, and now he feels a little ashamed of himself.

If Yi Yongan had a computer that could connect to the 21st century Internet, he would be so excited to see the pictures and movies on it that he would knock his head against the computer.

Mrs. Li over there kept trying to persuade Mai Ake that it was a pity that the clothes were dirty, and the body would definitely not be good for work.

"Wheat Girl, do you really want to go to the fields? The fields are very dirty."

"Don't worry, sister, I'm not as delicate as you think!"

As Mai Ake spoke, she glanced at Yi Shuyuan a few more times. She still felt a little unreal. Mr. Yi looked so young and he was actually the "uncle" of this family?

Mai Ake had some random thoughts for a while, and kept finding various reasons to comfort herself not to think too much, saying that it was not a kiss.

"Okay, okay, let's get to work."

Yi Baokang picked up the waist baskets on the field ridge and distributed them to everyone who was preparing to go to the fields. This kind of bamboo container was tied with a rope and hung diagonally across the shoulders from the waist, specifically for holding seedlings.

And the seedlings were taken from the ditch. When I hung this waist basket, the clothes around my waist became wet instantly.

"Shimoda, brother, you uh..."

Yi Baokang was about to give a few words of advice, but he saw that Yi Shuyuan had already stepped into the field. After a few steps, his body was steady and not swaying at all, and he seemed to be able to do it with ease.

It seems that his brother still hasn't forgotten how to plant rice when he was a child. Yi Baokang thought and looked at his daughter-in-law and Mai Ake.

"Yulian, take good care of Mai Nu."

"I know dad!"

After finishing his instructions, Yi Baokang and Yi Yong'an, who glanced at Mai Ake again, walked out of the field together, both walking vigorously.

A little later, Li also went to the fields.

"Wheat Girl, be careful when you come down, the mud is sticky to your feet, please slow down!"

"What's so difficult about this?"

Mai Ake saw that everyone was relaxed, and he stepped out into the field. Unexpectedly, as soon as his foot landed, he felt that his entire right leg was being sucked into the field.

Mai Ake's body was unstable and she subconsciously stepped out with her left foot. The momentum made her lean forward, but she couldn't pull out her right foot for a while.

"Hey, hey, ah..."

Mai Ake screamed, and fell to the field with a "pop~" sound.

Even though Li on the side had grabbed one of Mai Ake's hands, she had no time to react. She saw that Mai Ake in front of her had fallen down, and her other hand was struggling to hold on to the mud.

"Hey, Madonna, how are you?"

"What happened?" "Oh, I asked you to take care of Madonna!"

The Yi family father and son were both anxious and amused. After all, they were the daughter of a rich family and they didn't understand how to get down to earth.

With Li's help, Mai Ake stood up with half of his body covered in mud. He patted himself and kept repeating "It's okay, it's okay." His face was so hot that the mud almost dried up.

It’s so humiliating now!

Yi Shuyuan looked funny there. It seemed that even though he knew martial arts, he couldn't underestimate the technical content of farming. Fortunately, I was better than her.

While Mai Ake was having a hard time adapting, Yi Shuyuan and others had already begun to plant the seedlings in an orderly manner.

Although Yi Shuyuan's memory was blurred, his movements were familiar, and he also carefully observed the postures of other villagers when he came over. At this moment, he felt quite comfortable in his work.

And as he continued to insert them, Yi Shuyuan could feel the special atmosphere of spring seedlings. Looking at the paddy fields in the distance, the heaven, earth, people and people presented a somewhat special charm at this moment.

"Look at your uncle, Doriso!"

When Yi Baokang said this, his face was full of joy. It seems that the rice transplanting speed will be much faster this year.

Yi Yong'an also said "As expected of an uncle" and worked quickly. If he was left behind too much, he would be scolded.

After all, Mai Ake also had martial arts skills, and he quickly mastered the art of body balance, but farming was almost useless.

However, she was not here to farm, so after Mai Ake said a few words to Mrs. Li, she quickly left her and moved closer to Yi Shuyuan's area.

Yi Shuyuan seemed to be focused on nothing. He divided the seedlings in the bamboo basket with his left hand, and quickly inserted the seedlings with his right hand, one by one, one by one. The seedlings in the paddy field were neat and uniform, and the plants were tall and straight.

But because Mai Ake came over, Yi Shuyuan gave her a small space next to him and slowed down a bit.

"What happened to A Fei?"

Mai Ake answered in a low voice while imitating Yi Shuyuan in planting rice.

"Someone is using dirty tricks, but I can't find the root cause. It's like a spell has been cast on me. My brother can't sleep well all day long and can't concentrate. Recently, his internal energy loss has become much worse...

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"I almost lost the last battle and even aggravated some injuries!"

When Mai Ake spoke, she stared at Yi Shuyuan with half expectancy and half curiosity. Why did her elder brother secretly understand that she came to see Mr. Yi? Isn't he just an ordinary Confucian scholar?

In fact, even if Ah Fei didn't say anything about some things, as the closest sister, Mai A'ke would still spread sexual associations.

My elder brother obviously respects Mr. Yi very much and treats him respectfully when mentioned in private. After actually meeting Yi Shuyuan with his own eyes, Mai Ake had to admit that this man was very popular.

But how will he save his brother? Will he be the hidden master?

"Um?"

Yi Shuyuan frowned when he heard this, and glanced at Mai Ake, whose face and clothes were still covered in mud.

"How many days has it been?"

"It's been almost three days, to be exact, it was like this when I entered the top ten. At first, I didn't care, thinking that I was too obsessed with winning. Later, when my internal strength was low, I realized that there was a big problem!"

Unable to concentrate? In other words, he could not use the Qingxin Jue to enter tranquility, so A Fei's internal energy could not recover quickly, or even at all.

This is not a simple tampering, but extremely targeted, and it is not done by ordinary people!

Warlock?

Yi Shuyuan thought back to the person who died from the backlash and frowned subconsciously.

It's just that it's impossible for that level to affect Qingxin Jue, unless there are people among the warlocks who are far beyond this level.

Don’t the ghosts and gods in Yuezhou know anything about it? Doesn’t Heaven know about it at all?

But if it is a man-made disaster, unless it is a real evil spirit, it is normal for the two parties not to intervene. It is not even ruled out that the court is meddling, but this possibility is relatively low.

Thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan's mind suddenly moved.

Perhaps Yi Shuyuan is not the only one who can see that the Mountain and River Immortal Furnace Painting is extraordinary. If he covets this painting, others may use the same methods he has used!

After thinking about this, Yi Shuyuan felt a connection in his mind, and he immediately understood that this was probably close to the truth.

No matter what the situation is, if something like this happens, Yi Shuyuan will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it.

I really don’t have much attachment to the Mountains and Rivers Immortal Furnace Picture. If you are willing to give me some guidance and carefully train other warriors to win the championship, that’s all. But using this method will inevitably lead to some inconveniences.

"Mr. Yi, do you have any idea?"

Seeing that Yi Shuyuan was silent for a long time, Mai Ake couldn't help but ask again.

Yi Shuyuan retracted his thoughts and looked at Mai Ake, with a faint smile on his face, like a warm spring breeze, soothing the anxiety in the hearts of others.

"Of course there is."

The foundation of Qingxin Jue lies in the nature of heaven and earth, to a certain extent, it is the mortal level where the small world and the outer world meet.

Rather than saying that Qingxin Jue is a pure martial arts technique, it is better to say that it still has some shadows of the Immortal Jue.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan immediately thought of a countermeasure.
To be continued...