Since Lu Xuan was busy preparing dinner, he and Xu Wan just chatted for a while before entering the kitchen.
The edge of Lingquan.
Zhang Xiuyuan poked his head and stared motionlessly at the red-bearded carp swimming leisurely in the spring.
Occasionally, he stretched out his little hand, hesitating to grab the two slender red whiskers, but in the end he was still not brave enough and quickly retracted it.
"This is a red-bearded carp. It's not aggressive. Doesn't its red beard look good?"
Guanshi He didn't know when he came to him and introduced him to the origin of the red-bearded carp.
"It's beautiful. I didn't expect Uncle Lu to actually have three such beautiful spiritual fish. It's really amazing!"
The child admired sincerely.
Xu Wan behind him nodded secretly.
Unlike her son Zhang Xiuyuan who only cared about whether the red-bearded carp looked good, she thought of more when she saw it.
When I returned home, it was already late at night.
Lu Xuan sprinkled all the spiritual rice into the spiritual spring, and the red-bearded carp ate every grain.
"Thank you to Guanshi He, Sister-in-law Zhang, and Xiao Yuan for coming over to celebrate my move to a new home. Come on, cheers!"
“Stir-fried beef!”
After that, Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness was maximized and he carefully searched every piece of spiritual soil.
"I'm not satisfied with the water from the spiritual spring."
"Boy Lu has changed a lot during this time. I never thought that the young man who was so silent, stubborn, and as stingy as an iron rooster would have grown to this point without even realizing it."
Lu Xuan then went to inspect the many spiritual plants in the spiritual field.
"How can you grow up if you drank water yesterday, drank water today, and drank water every day?"
Lu Xuan gave each of the three a bowl of steaming spiritual rice, and poured each of them a bowl of orange spiritual brew.
The next day, Lu Xuan had already gotten up at dawn.
After practicing in bed for a week, he washed up and came to the spiritual field in the light mist.
Six long thin red whiskers popped out at once, fighting for the ownership of the larvae.
An ordinary spiritual planter with a good personality.
Lu Xuan took off the talisman and the silver-splitting blade from his sleeves, looked at the night sky, and had more expectations for his future.
He took the larvae to the edge of the spiritual spring, picked up a fat white worm, and threw it into the center of the spiritual spring.
She didn't have much contact with Lu Ping, and her impression of Lu Xuan came from her husband Zhang Hong's occasional talks.
Lu Xuan's mind focused on the body of the red-bearded carp.
A thought appeared in my mind.
Another larva fell.
"Tear off the green leaves with your hands!"
"Yo, you move so fast!"
It was a bit hard for her to imagine that there was a spiritual spring in such a large spiritual field, and the spiritual stones needed behind it.
When the spirit brew enters the throat, one feels a spiciness at first, and then a mellow warmth comes from wherever it passes, warming the limbs and bones.
After a few breaths, the water surface returned to calm, and three red-bearded carps swam slowly, but their heads kept tilting towards Lu Xuan's direction.
After resting for a while, Xu Wan, mother and son, and Manager He said goodbye one after another.
After eating and drinking, the red-bearded carp stopped moving around Lu Xuan, looking aloof and unlovable to anyone.
Dishes with delicious flavors and flavors were brought to the table.
Adjust the displaced blood jade ginseng spiritual seeds, and provide a directional and quantitative supply of spiritual rain according to the needs of each firefly plant, so that they can be nourished to the greatest extent.
The water surface of Lingquan was agitated again.
"Eat, eat, you're welcome."
The spiritual consciousness plowed through the entire spiritual field, and Lu Xuan finally found seven larvae.
Lu Xuan's mind was focused on it.
"Gudong!"
Lu Xuan looked at the red-whiskered carp that was still savoring its larvae and found it interesting.
The Earth's Leading Technique was operating, and the spiritual soil changed slightly, and a small gray-white insect was squeezed out.
Xu Wan and Zhang Xiuyuan lived on the edge of the North District, where there was a mixture of fish and dragons, and because their strength was low, Lu Xuan escorted them back.
These bugs lurk in the spiritual soil. When they emerge, the larvae will feed on the branches and leaves of the spiritual plants, affecting the normal growth of the spiritual plants.
Not far away, Lu Xuan's voice sounded.
Lu Xuan sprinkled a small amount. Suddenly, the water surface surged and six long thin red whiskers appeared and disappeared like thin lines.
The four of them feasted on large portions of food, and all the food on the table was eaten.
Guanshi He and Xu Wan were much more reserved, but their glances from time to time showed that they were both attracted to the dishes in front of them.
A thought flashed through his mind, and then he sprinkled a small amount of spiritual rice.
Since the new Lingtian was relatively busy just after moving there, he did not start large-scale pest hunting until today.
The thin old man beside him was also filled with emotion, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.
Zhang Xiuyuan said in an exaggerated tone, which made Lu Xuan get lost in admiration.
Then, it retracted back to the head of the red-whiskered carp at about the same time. One of them was lucky enough to wrap its long beard around the larvae and put it into its mouth.
Guanshi He lived not far from here, and was much stronger than Xu Wan, so he headed home alone.
"Got you."
A long thin red beard shot out like lightning, tightly entangled the white worm and sent it into the fish's mouth.
Whether it is spirit beast meat or spirit rice, they are all worthy of their price, taste delicious, and contain a trace of spiritual energy.
As if sensing the weak spiritual power coming from the spiritual rice, the three red-bearded carps swam significantly faster, moving along with Lu Xuan's movement.
Lu Xuan snarled and ran back to the back room, holding a handful of spiritual rice in his hand.
The night falls, the moon and stars are scarce.
After putting down the wine bowl, a sound came from Zhang Xiuyuan's abdomen, which made Lu Xuan and the others laugh.
The other two red-whiskered carps that were farther away also swam over and moved with Lu Xuan's hand movements.
Guanshi He and Xu Wan sent their blessings, and they all drank in.
As a spiritual planter, you must frequently check the spiritual soil of your spiritual field, and take proactive measures to clean up the trouble before the insects harm the spiritual plants in the spiritual field.
"Please, please have some more Mimi!"
In the Lingquan, three red-bearded carps were swimming in the pond in a Z-shaped pattern.
But now, first helping her family clean up the pests, and taking Zhang Xiuyuan to earn spiritual stones, and the unknown fight that night, plus the financial resources to rent such a courtyard, all these things made her a little confused for a moment.
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"It's time to eat!"
"Wow! It smells so good!"
“Braised agouti meat!”
There are many sources of these bugs. Some are eggs lurking in the spiritual soil, some are accidentally brought into the spiritual field, and some insects have mysterious whereabouts and are extremely capable of hiding. They can pass through protective formations on their own and invade the spiritual field.
He continued to search and found several more small insects of different shapes, and even pulled out a colorful tiny insect from the spiritual soil.
I learned from Zhang Hong that Lu Xuan had ordinary qualifications, a silent personality, and was not good at dealing with others, but he had a good heart, practiced hard, and worked hard to cultivate spiritual plants.
Lu Xuan became more playful and would either throw a larva high into the air or make a fake move to lure the long, thin red whiskers of the red-bearded carp.
He was still waiting for the last zerg to be eaten, and he was still a little unfinished.
"Haha, the long whiskers next to the head of the red-bearded carp are like fishing lines. It seems that people are fishing, and the fish are not fishing for insects. It's interesting."
