On the originally endless farmland, there were many cactus one meter high and low.
Zhang Heng brought people to check it out.
As far as the eye can see, where there are cacti growing, there is no grass growing within five meters, and the crops that used to grow have all withered and turned yellow.
"Young Master, look."
The preacher in Kaiyang Prefecture is an overseas Taoist elder who is attached to him.
The surname is Gong. He is in his early sixties. He has a sparse top and is short and fat. He looks very pleasant: "Although these cacti are only one meter high, their roots go deep into the ground and cover several meters in radius."
Elder Gong ordered people to dig out a cactus.
Zhang Heng took a look and saw that the root system of this cactus was extremely developed. A one-meter-tall cactus can grow roots several meters long underground. Wherever cactus grows, whether it is crops or weeds, or even large trees,
It cannot compete with it for nutrients.
As a result, if a cactus grows here, it will not be able to absorb the nutrients from the soil within a few meters. Without the supply of nutrients, the crops will naturally wither and turn yellow.
“Is it okay to dig up cactus seedlings when they are found and not give them time to grow up and damage crops?”
Zhang Heng walked around the field and asked Elder Gong.
"This method is feasible, but it treats the symptoms rather than the root cause."
Elder Gong answered truthfully: “These cactus seeds come with the wind and take root when they fall on the ground. They are not visible at first.
After it germinates, it only takes about five days for the seedling to grow to one meter high. At that time, even if the cactus is dug away, there will be very little fertility left in the soil. According to the guess of the agriculturist, it will not last more than a few years.
Time cannot be recovered at all.
More importantly, it is basically impossible for seeds to germinate and be discovered immediately.
By the time they grow up and cause disaster, it will be too late to discover them."
hiss!
Zhang Heng took a breath of cold air.
It only takes five days from germination to growth. It can grow twenty centimeters a day and absorb all the nutrients from the land within a few meters.
This cactus is quite domineering.
This treasure of the One-Horned Ghost King is of no use in the Red Nether Realm, because the ghost realm is barren and nothing grows in it.
But in the human world, this rare treasure has the power to cholera all living beings and destroy all living beings in the world.
After all, cacti are poisonous and cannot be eaten by humans and animals.
Moreover, it grows rapidly and its reproductive capacity is amazing. Where it grows, nothing else will grow.
As long as time allows, it will spread to all the states and counties in the Huangtu Realm. Without crops, there will only be inedible cacti, and ordinary people will probably starve to death.
“Do these cacti have any natural enemies?”
Zhang Heng asked again.
"Yes, I'm afraid of cold and water."
"Cacti will not germinate in cold places, and they don't like places with a lot of water. There are no traces of cacti near some ponds and lakes. It is expected that if there is too much moisture in the soil, it will be waterlogged to death."
After listening.
Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good to have shortcomings. This shows that the cactus is also about science, not just about fantasy.
But before Zhang Heng could be happy, Elder Gong's next words made him feel cold again: "The seven northern states are not as good as the six southern states. There are few lakes and rivers here, and the water resources are far less abundant than those in the south. It's
It’s an excellent place for growth, and I’m afraid it’s impossible to rely on the power of nature to eliminate it.”
Zhang Heng nodded silently.
There is less rain in the north, and there is no rain in the south that lasts for three to five days, or even ten days and a half.
As expected, cactus is afraid of water, and an ordinary rain is no threat to it.
Even in winter.
The cacti were frozen to death, and other plants did not bloom and bear fruit in winter.
When winter is over and spring comes, the cacti will resurge again and they will fall into the previous reincarnation. People will still be unable to plant crops unless they work two shifts in the morning and evening every day to look after the fields all the time and pull out the cacti when they see them breaking through the ground.
come out.
But in this case, if a family of five has ten acres of land, and they have to take care of it 24 hours a day, two days a day and three nights a day, sooner or later they will die from exhaustion in the fields.
"Have you found any trace of the One-Horned Ghost Emperor?"
Cacti don't appear for no reason. Their appearance comes from the Yi Bao in the hands of the One-horned Ghost Emperor. The yellow sand is a little green for thousands of miles.
Zhang Heng thought.
If you want to deal with these cacti, you have to start with the Yi Bao in the hands of the One-Horned Ghost Emperor.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to stop the proliferation of cacti with manpower. Turning around, the One-horned Ghost Emperor was unhappy and urged Yi Bao again. Billions of seeds were scattered by the wind, and there were tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of cacti.
It blooms everywhere, but the source is in someone else’s hands, and it’s useless to treat it.
"Everyone give way."
"I know where the One-Horned Ghost Emperor is!"
Without waiting for Elder Gong to answer.
Among the crowd watching the excitement, a black boy stepped forward.
"Black person?"
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment.
The people in Huangtu Realm are all yellow people. Where did this Kunlun slave come from?
"What a black man, I am a warrior from Dading Mountain!"
As the black guy spoke, he looked at himself: "You mean I look dark, right? I work all day long and I'm a bit tanned. Don't judge people by their appearance. I'm very powerful."
No matter how Zhang Heng looks at it, this is all a scapegoat, Kunlun Slave.
When the sun shines, the black light shines.
However, thinking of the humble Zhang Song and the hateful Pang Tong, Zhang Heng still said kindly: "You said you are a warrior, do you have proof?"
The black boy immediately patted his chest and said: "I am a ghost controller, and the ghost I control is different from what you know. The ghost I control is a beast ghost, and I know the words of all beasts."
"I came from Dading Mountain just for the one-horned ghost emperor. It took over my hometown and ate several of my wild beast friends."
"I can't fight it, so I have no choice but to come to Zhoucheng for help."
"Seeing that you go in and out of groups, you hold your head high and chest out wherever you stand, while others hunched their shoulders and hunched their backs, with a reserved look on their faces. I guess you are the big shot the village chief calls you, right?"
Well...
Zhang Heng looked at the people around him.
With your shoulders hunched and your face full of restraint, is it that exaggerated?
At first glance, the results are indeed not bad.
Zhang Heng stood in the middle with his hands behind his back, just like a song: You stand in the middle of thousands of people and feel the glory.
Others gathered around with faces full of fawning, divided into three, six, and nine grades.
Those with a high status can get closer to Zhang Heng, while those with a low status can only smile apologetically from behind, full of flattery.
"Fine."
Zhang Heng is here.
It is clear that when one person's words can determine the rise, fall and destiny of another person, the two cannot be equal.
Not to mention people like Elder Gong, there are some distant master uncles on Maoshan. Now when they see him, they all use honorifics in their tone, and those who don't know think he is an elder.
"You said you came from Dading Mountain, but the One-horned Ghost Emperor is hiding in Dading Mountain?"
Zhang Heng asked.
"Yes, the One-horned Ghost Emperor found a cave in Dading Mountain and lived in it."
As the black guy spoke, he did not forget to add: "I met the Ghost Emperor face to face, found out some of his background, and found that he has two hobbies and one skill."
"He likes to drink and bet with people."
"After my beast friends were eaten by him, I didn't know its methods, so I wanted to seek revenge from it."
"It turns out it has a way of transformation. It can become as small as dust or as big as a mountain."
"Fortunately, it drank a few more drinks that day and was in a good mood. It could drink a few more bottles of wine during the bet with me. In the end, I ran away while it was drunk. Otherwise, I might have been like those beast companions, and it was
Eat it in one bite."
Listen to each sentence.
Zhang Heng whispered: "Getting bigger and smaller, this is the law of heaven and earth, right?"
Among the seventy-two changes in Taoism, there is one called Dharma, Heaven, Image and Earth. Every time it becomes bigger, it can increase its ability by one point. When it becomes twice as big, it can double its ability.
The One-Horned Ghost King can become as big as a small mountain.
It seems that this art of law, heaven and earth has been introduced, but I don't know where the body itself was learned from, or maybe it is extraordinary and has not learned the art of transformation, but it has awakened the natal magical power.
Regardless of the first item, there are skills learned from teachers.
It’s the second item, heel and foot are extraordinary, and he awakens his natal magical power.
All indicate that the One-Horned Ghost Emperor is not a soft persimmon. With his strength, he is probably the best among the twelve monsters.
"You said it likes drinking, gambling and fighting?"
"Yes, when I saw it, there were several empty wine jars beside it. It smelled like alcohol. It pulled me and wanted to make a bet with me."
The black guy said it categorically.
Hear this.
Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered: "Do you dare to go back to Dading Mountain again and take me to see the cave of the One-horned Ghost Emperor?"
"Since I became a ghost master, I have been with wild beasts all day long. If the One-horned Ghost Emperor eats them, he has eaten my relatives." The black guy patted his chest: "I am incompatible with their power. I wish I could eat their flesh and sleep on their skin."
, how dare you say anything.”
"good!"
Zhang Heng praised: "It is said that many dogs are slaughtered in a righteous manner. You, a black man, may look unattractive, but you can sacrifice your life for your friends in the mountains and wild beasts, but you are also a kind-hearted person."
If this comes to pass, I will make you the number one warrior in Kaiyang Province, and build a temple for your beast friend, which will be famous for generations to come. You can rest assured."
The black guy didn't say much when he heard the sound, he just said: "The One-horned Ghost Emperor has extraordinary methods. I'm taking you there, not to harm your life. What do you have to prepare?"
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "I have already made some plans in my mind. You can just lead the way with peace of mind."