Chapter 145 145. Sneaking late at night
Dead of night.
The sky is like a piece of dark silk, the moon is dim and cannot be seen, only covered by thick dark clouds.
There is not a single star in the entire night sky. In this pitch-black night, only the vague shadows of the mountains in the distance can be seen, and it is not clear whether the feet are mud or leaves...
< br>Song Tan quietly opened the door.
The spiritual energy wrapped around the old wooden doors, trying their best not to make them make that terrible creaking sound.
When she was in the world of cultivation, she had imagined countless times what it would be like to live in modern times, but it definitely did not include using spiritual energy to do such things.
But at this moment... it's time to follow the authority.
Finally, she got out of the main door. Looking at the locked iron door, she could only use her little spiritual energy to jump to the door more than two meters high in an instant, and then she succeeded. Jump out of the yard.
There was no way. In order to prevent thieves, her father had iron nails and broken glass embedded in the cement on the surrounding one or two meter high courtyard walls.
It is true that she is currently in the Qi training period, but the spiritual energy in this village is so thin. It has been more than a month and she has not yet developed an indestructible body!
In martial arts novels, it’s just the beginning of inner strength.
It's really miserable to say that Song Tan doesn't want to think about it too much on weekdays, otherwise it will break his heart every time he thinks about it.
If it weren’t for lack of spiritual power, why would she run back to the mountain like a thief in the middle of the night?
Back then, with a snap of the fingers, spiritual energy could cover the entire Yin Yue Peak. Now, with a snap of his fingers, only a few grains of soybean-sized spiritual energy spread out.
Because of this, in order to ensure the growth quality of these fruit trees worth tens of thousands, she could only practice in another place late at night.
The spiritual energy is not enough, so I rely on practicing at night to gather it.
Even the weeds grow strong and tender in front and back of her house. The squirrels poop on the wall every morning, all because she practices cultivation in her room.
There was no sound at Song Tan's feet, walking around from the outside of the yard to the back hill, where a few beehives were quiet and silent. However, moving forward, pushing aside the bushes, in the darkness, a shadow darker than the night suddenly appeared. Let’s get started——
“Shhh!”
She lowered her voice: "Your Majesty, be good and go back to sleep."
The big dog let out a low whimper from his throat.
Dabai sensed movement in his hazy state, and when he opened his mouth, he made a "Gah" sound. Then Song Tan pinched the goose's flat beak and stuffed its head back under its wings:
"Sleep in your bed."
As expected, it stopped moving again.
The king lay back down again, but his eyes were still fixed firmly in Song Tan's direction.
Song Tan walked all the way and came to the place where peach trees were planted in the back hill. He chose the center position and sat down cross-legged.
Guide and concentrate, hold the essence and keep one.
The sky is clear and the earth is bright, and everything is alive.
She slowly calmed down, and a white mist visible to the naked eye gradually surrounded her, blending perfectly with the dark night in the peach forest, and soon seemed to disappear without a trace.
Only the sound of insects around suddenly increased, and heavy dewdrops condensed on the grass blades, and then penetrated into the ground with a "pop" sound, making the leaves more upright and green visible to the naked eye.
The roots of the peach tree that was just planted during the day sprouted quietly in the soil, breaking through the original small soil layer, and firmly grasping the surrounding new soil step by step.
Thinner capillary roots slowly grow.
Soil serves as a medium, and various nutrients in it travel along the branches with strands of spiritual energy. Then there seems to be a clear and crisp "pop" sound, and a tree has opened its leaf buds. , blooming the first tender light green leaves.
The silent back hill seems to be filled with silent excitement at this moment.
The king didn't know when he had walked up to Song Tan and slowly lay down.
His huge body is like a tiger, with smooth lines, and the yellow fur on his body trembles slightly, as if there is light flowing quietly on the fur.
In the darkness, it looks more majestic. Dabai seemed to have sensed something. At this moment, he took out his neck from under his wings with a "quacking" sound, then tapped his feet in a daze and ran towards the back hill.
Several wild boars in the pig pen made a deep sleepy sound, and they all fell asleep again in the direction of Taolin...
In the direction of the chestnut forest, three German shepherds and four German shepherds howled like wolves.
They stared into the dark night at the mountains with white mist in the distance, their paws moved eagerly, but in the end they lay down with whimpering, and stayed in this mountain forest... …
Early the next morning.
Song Sancheng had just gotten up and walked to the yard when he saw a row of ugly local gray squirrels standing on the wall of the yard. They were all staring at him and scurrying around the wall.
Oops!
He was shocked. Are there so many squirrels on the mountain this year? There is a large group every morning, like a meeting of mice.
"Ulan," he raised his voice: "Have you hidden our things well? Don't let the squirrel cause trouble."
This squirrel is really mischievous and eats everything. He steals everything, and even now, like a magpie, he can dig up freshly sown seeds in the ground.
Song Sancheng was puzzled. There were people there in previous years, but they only occasionally saw bold ones scurrying on the wall.
But what happened this year?
It seems like there is a long list of them at the door every day.
But if there are so many, I didn’t realize it in the back mountain before!
He was puzzled.
Ulan also just came out of the house. Hearing this, he glanced at it casually: "What can I have to eat? A few old dried corn cobs. Just steal them."
No matter how poor you are, can you still lack these few sticks?
But she was also puzzled, and took a look at the rafters under the utility shed. She saw a few corn cobs dry there, but no squirrels were seen touching them.
Could it be that you dislike her and have been hanging up for a few years and have forgotten about it?
Just as he was talking, the seventh cousin also came out of the side room. He was smiling and a little embarrassed:
"I got up late, I got up late..."< br>
He himself was puzzled. It is said that it is not easy to sleep at this age.
When I'm in the city, it's amazing if I can sleep for four hours on and off a night, and I have to open my eyes at three or four in the morning.
But now when I look at my watch, it’s half past five, almost six o’clock!
I went to bed at nine o'clock last night and haven't woken up yet!
Looking at my wife again, she looks rosy and energetic...
That’s right!
The old couple knew for sure: it must be because the air in the countryside nourishes people. This time I really got it right.
Wulan has lived for most of his life, and this is the first time he has invited a chef. He is also a little embarrassed:
“It’s not too late, usually we are just getting ready at this time. "
Cousin Seventh saw her embarrassment and discomfort, and hurried to the kitchen: "How many people are eating this morning? I'm starting to clean up now."
On the other hand. He also smiled and said: "I have been doing banquets for so many years, so I can estimate the number of people quite well. But there has never been a time like yesterday when all the plates and bowls were eaten cleanly."
According to the concept of treating guests in rural areas, it is better to have leftovers than to have an empty plate.
If everyone hadn’t left with their belly as full as if they were five months pregnant, the seventh cousin would really be ashamed——
It would be a big mistake to treat guests to a meal without making them full. What a shame!
The local gray-haired squirrel is indeed not very good-looking.
Also.
(End of this chapter)