"I vaguely remember going to the fields with my adoptive father when I was little. He caught some bugs in the ditch next to the rice field and threw them into the rice field. I asked him why he threw bugs into the field. Aren't he afraid that the bugs would eat the rice?
He replied that those bugs were not pests, but doctors who specialized in treating rice diseases, so that the rice grains could be plump and have a bumper harvest.
Without these little doctors, the rice grains would have cracked before they even bulged up."
Ziyuan recalled.
When she heard Yuan Kangle talking about the shells of rice grains cracking and exploding, she remembered it, so she took the initiative to go into the rice fields to observe.
"What kind of bugs are they? How do they treat diseases in rice?"
Yuan Kangle's expression became excited.
"I forgot what the insect was called. I just remember that it was black, larger than the nail of my thumb, and a bit like a beetle. There were many short brown tentacles growing under the black carapace, and it looked a bit scary."
Ziyuan described based on his memory, “As for how they treated rice diseases, I don’t know. I remember when I was harvesting the rice that year, I found that the bugs had got under the roots of the rice, and I just rummaged through it.
After a while, I found that there was nothing in your rice fields."
Yuan Kangle nodded and said: "There is indeed none in our rice fields. Not to mention not in the rice fields, there should be none in the ditches. I have never seen such insects as you mentioned."
"I didn't lie." Ziyuan said hurriedly.
Yuan Kangle waved his hand and said: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't suspect you were lying. Not only did I not, but I believed what you said was true, because many crops have accompanying insects. The existence of these insects will not only not reduce the crop yield, but will actually make it worse."
Increase production. The bug you are talking about may be a companion bug of rice, but I haven’t seen it yet.”
Ziyuan said: "It may have become extinct long ago. After all, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, Kyushu has undergone earth-shaking changes, and many things in the past no longer exist."
As she talked about the latter part, she couldn't help but feel sad.
"Where is your hometown? Let's go look for it, maybe we can find it."
Yuan Kangle responded with hope.
Ziyuan's expression became even more sad when he heard this, and said: "My hometown is in Chaoge, but it has been impossible to verify where Chaoge is. There is not even a trace of history left. It is as if it has never existed in this world."
After she came out of the ruins that sealed her, she went out to look for Chaoge, only to find that Chaoge no longer existed, not even a piece of rubble was left.
Yuan Kangle consoled him: "Don't think back on those unpleasant memories. Look forward. Baiyun City will be your home from now on. If anyone dares to bully you, I will kill him with a shovel."
Ziyuan's cheeks were slightly red, and he nodded with a smile.
Yuan Kangle suddenly took out paper, pen, ink and a table from the empty space, put them down on the spot, and said while polishing the ink: "Please describe that insect as carefully as possible. I will draw it and show it to you."
We are collecting information from all over Kyushu, I believe we will be able to find it."
"good."
Ziyuan thought about it carefully, and then described the insect in detail to Yuan Kangle. Seeing the insect in his mind vividly presented in Yuan Kangle's pen, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "You are really good at painting, I can tell
Your artistic attainments are very high."
She had no idea that Yuan Kangle, who looked so rough in appearance, could be so delicate with his pen tip, and could even draw insects alive.
"I don't have any artistic attainments." Yuan Kangle waved his hand and said, "I just learned a little bit when I was a child, not even a superficial knowledge."
When he was a child, he was trapped in the library. The little man was loved by those in the world and taught him many skills.
"Can you draw people?" Ziyuan asked.
She vaguely remembered that her father also liked painting and had once painted one for her, but unfortunately she lost it.
"I know a little bit," Yuan Kangle replied.
"Can you draw one for me?"
"This -" Yuan Kangle looked embarrassed and said: "My level is limited, I'm afraid I can't outline the girl's stunning appearance."
"It doesn't matter, just draw."
"In that case, I would be making a fool of myself. If I make the girl look ugly, I can't blame her."
"I'm not that stingy."
“Where are we going to paint?”
"How about right here, with my back to the rice fields?"
"Very good!"
Yuan Kangle took out an easel and special rice paper from the empty space, as well as many brushes of different thicknesses and different inks.
Obviously, his painting attainments are not as bad as he said, otherwise he would carry so many pen and ink tools with him.
…
Liujia Village, which had just been rebuilt, began to be decorated with lanterns and colors again and became festive and lively.
And this time it was more lively than ever.
In addition to Yuan Kangle and Ziyuan, Zhang Tianci and Niu Yufu, Niu Xiangyang and Zhou Miao, Ye Wuyou, Qi Xiaoyao, and Prince Su Qihong also came to join in the fun.
There are a total of six couples who are going to hold a wedding together.
If Zhang Tianyou hadn't reached the age to start a family yet, it would have been even more lively.
Zhang Xiaozu prepared tens of thousands of wedding invitations and personally sent them to Wen Shaoqing and other four ancient forces. He simply invited them to have a wedding banquet and said nothing else. However, his visit to Wen Shaoqing and others was
It seems to be a stern warning to people.
Wen Shaoqing, Jia Luo and Luo Ping all accepted Zhang Xiaozu's invitation, but Mukui stayed behind closed doors, saying that he had important matters within the clan to shirk.
Zhang Xiaozu knew that Mu Kui was busy comprehending the original power of the chaotic world, so naturally he would not tell the truth.
…
"Please, Empress Nuwa, save Nezha!"
In the place where the sacred beast was born, Taiyi Zhenren, who had been hiding for a long time, finally showed up and begged Nuwa to save Nezha.
"When you, the master and the disciple, came to me to resolve the conflict between Nezha and Zhang Xiaozhu, I helped you without any shirk, and even acted like a guarantor, asking Zhang Xiaozhu to transfer the original chaotic world to you.
I will use my strength to understand together with you.
The results of it?
Your master and apprentice actually played a trick and stole Zhang Xiaopou's original power of the chaotic world.
How do you want me to have the face to see Zhang Xiaopou?
Don't ask Zhang Xiaopou to let Nezha go.
If I really want to do this, wouldn't it mean that I am admitting that I am in cahoots with you and my master?"
Empress Nuwa said with a sullen face and an unhappy tone.
"Please tell me clearly, it is not my master and apprentice who are plotting against Zhang Xiaozu's original chaotic world force, but Zhang Xiaozu is using the original chaotic world's original force to plot Nezha's Nine Yang Divine Power. My master and apprentice are both being harmed by him.
Already."
Master Taiyi wailed with a miserable expression.
"If you don't plot against him, how can he have the opportunity to plot against you? All he can say is that it's his own fault."
Empress Nuwa said without mercy.
"The original power of the chaotic world belongs to Kyushu, not Zhang Xiaopou's personal property." Taiyi Zhenren said.
"He took out the original power of the world of chaos and comprehended it together with the cultivators from Jiuzhou. You, the master and the disciple, stole the divine power and hid in it to comprehend alone. Do you still use this saint to name who is superior?"
"——" Master Taiyi couldn't help but look embarrassed.
After thinking for a while, he added: "Ms. Qi, in fact, Nezha is the real son of destiny."