Chapter 61 Ten acres of spiritual land, obtained!
"Dead? He is a monk at the third level of Qi Refining!"
He Zhiping whispered.
He really couldn't understand, who could a Ling Zhifu offend?
He was actually going to be killed.
"Hmph!" Wei Wuwei snorted coldly and said, "You are good at farming, but you have a wrong idea and become a tribulation cultivator! You deserve to be killed."
Chen Mo heard what the other party said. After saying that, the stone in my heart finally fell.
Although I don’t know how Fangshi discovered it, now that Xiao Changhua’s death has been confirmed, it will be impossible to trace him back.
However, this incident also made him a little scared.
When I go to Fangshi again next year, I must find a way to create a spell that can destroy corpses and eliminate traces.
By then, even the ashes will have to be scattered!
Here he was still thinking, but over there Wei Wuwei got down to business.
"Who is willing to take over these ten acres of spiritual land?"
He was also very unhappy about taking on this job. Not only wasting time and delaying his practice, he also had to work with a bunch of spiritual people. Zhifu talked about this and that, but some people actually bargained!
“Ten acres, this year?”
He Zhiping's friend Miao Chen asked in surprise.
"Yes, of course, you can also split it and rent it." An increase of ten acres at a time is really not something that ordinary Lingzhifu can afford.
What’s more, the key is yet to come!
“I rent two acres!” Miao Chen was the first to say.
He quickly pulled He Zhiping's sleeve and motioned for him to reserve a few acres, but the other party was not in a hurry to promise, but asked: "Then... what about the ten acres of spiritual land owed to him? Tax food? ”
"Of course I have to pay it," Wei Wuwei responded calmly.
This is also the reason why Ziyunfeng personally ordered it!
We have already given these Lingzhifu a year's tax and food deferment, and there will be no less in the coming year!
As soon as these words came out, everyone who was eager to give it a try suddenly retreated.
If this year’s tax revenue falls on the newly contracted Lingzhifu, it means that all 200 kilograms of Linghuang rice per mu will have to be handed over!
Not only that, the 20 kilograms owed to Fangshi must also be paid.
Doesn’t that mean that no matter how many acres are planted in these spiritual fields, not even a penny of grain can be harvested? If you work hard for a whole year, you will still lose money!
Not only that, the more you pack, the more you lose.
This kind of thing is impossible for even a smart husband to do!
Lingtian, as long as you have the strength, you can still plant it if you want. This year has been a disaster year. Not to mention the delay in cultivation, we will actually lose money next year.
Who does this business?
"Although we won't get any benefits next year, we can get more food every year in the future, right?" Wei Wuwei began to follow the temptation. This was the most difficult part of the whole thing.
Otherwise, how can we say this is a chore?
No one answered.
Who knows what will happen next?
Will there be drought or insect infestation in the second or third year after planting?
Didn’t we lose more at that time?
"That's it!" Wei Wuwei began to induce profit, "the market will not charge rent for these ten acres of land in the coming year!"
One acre will save 20 kilograms, which is a lot.
But even so, we can only guarantee that we will not lose money next year.
What about manpower, material resources, seeds, etc.?
Not yet included.
At this moment, He Zhiping, Miao Chen, and other monks on the second level of Qi Refining were hesitant and did not dare to speak easily.
As for those at the first level of Qi Refining like Lan Ling, if they want to increase their spiritual fields at this time, they really don’t know how to write the word “death”.
The scene fell silent for a while.
At this time, Wei Wuwei finally turned his attention to Chen Mo: "Fellow Daoist Chen, when I saw you just now, you are already at the third level of Qi Refining, right?"
"It's just a luck to have Shopkeeper Wei take care of you."
Almost instantly, Lan Ling, He Zhiping and others looked sideways!
The slightly parted lips could not conceal their surprised expressions. Third level of Qi refining? !
How is that possible!
How long has he been practicing?
He has actually reached the third level of Qi refining!
At this speed, I am afraid that I can almost catch up with the monks of Qingyang Sect! Is it possible that he is still a young cultivator?
He Zhiping felt more uncomfortable than eating shit at the moment. Three years ago, the other party was still a brat that he could easily control.
If it weren't for that damn old woman protecting him, I would have taught him a lesson long ago.
Unexpectedly, three years later, not only did his strength improve by leaps and bounds, but his realm also reached his head!
Looking at Lan Ling again, her initial surprise turned into a slight blush.
The gaze he looked at Chen Mo became softer, as if he had really imagined himself to be the other person's Taoist companion.
At this moment, I even thought about the baby’s name: the boy’s name will be Chen Xiaolan, and the girl’s name will be Chen Xiaoling...
A smile appeared on Wei Wuwei's face: "How about you take five of the ten acres of land?"
I asked him in person, so I expected he wouldn't refuse.
In the beginning, I introduced him to be Lingzhi’s husband!
It can be said that Chen Mo’s achievements today all depend on him!
“Shopkeeper Wei has already spoken, how can I refuse.”
"Okay, then the rest..."
"Wait!"
Chen Mo suddenly spoke.
Wei Wuwei's face turned grim, and he showed displeasure: "You have already agreed, what? You still want to go back on your word?"
The corners of the mouths of other Lingzhifu around him also raised their eyebrows.
Without that diamond, you actually dare to take on this porcelain job!
I agreed readily. How long has it been?
One breath? Two breaths?
Repent?
In line with the idea that watching the excitement is not too big a deal, these Lingzhi husbands want to see how shopkeeper Wei deals with him!
"Repent? How is it possible? I will definitely not refuse what Brother Wei has asked for." Chen Mo laughed.
“Then what do you mean by ‘wait’?” Wei Wuwei was a little unsure.
"Brother Wei, I remember you told me that a robbery cultivator has twelve spiritual sands in his head."
Jie cultivator?
Head?
In a daze, Wei Wuwei remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.
“Is there any?”
Are you asking him for spiritual sand?
"If Brother Wei remembers it, I will contract the remaining ten acres!"
Hiss!
The people around him took a breath.
This kid doesn’t want to live anymore?
That’s ten acres of spiritual land, and you’ve been working for a year in vain?
Do you want to stop practicing?
Just when others were confused and even thought Chen Mo was stupid, He Zhiping suddenly realized something.
‘That’s wrong! This year he also took care of the ten acres of spiritual land. ’
‘In other words, he has the ability to plant fifteen acres of land at the same time! ’
He Zhiping wanted to give a warning, but as soon as he turned his head, he met Chen Mo's cold gaze.
This gaze gave him a chilling feeling. It seemed...it seemed that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would die soon!
He Zhiping swallowed and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.
Wei Wuwei chuckled lightly, took out the sachet from his arms, poured out twelve ounces of spiritual sand and threw it over: "Look at my memory, if Taoist Fellow Chen hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten it!"
Chen Mo He also said haha: "Who knows how generous Mr. Wei is?"
"Okay! Then these ten acres of spiritual land will be yours."
"Okay. Leah! ”
(End of this chapter)