The Shangsi Festival on March 3rd is a festival for drinking and feasting by the waterside and spring outings in the countryside.

Ningxia didn't expect that this different world that had passed for who knows how many thousands of years would have the same festivals as her original world. However, the world she lived in was in the era of industrialization, and many traditional festivals had disappeared. The Shangsi Festival was only in Ningxia's Chinese textbooks.

It appeared in it, and it was an elective one.

Of course, as a pure rural child, I would not be so poetic about drinking wine and going out for a walk next to the water.

These girls were driven out by the adults to pick wild mugwort seeds to make mugwort cakes because of this "Girls' Day". It is said that eating this can safely pass the third month of March, when the yin is heavy.

Thinking back to the delicious mugwort cake, Ningxia licked her lower lip. She came to this ancient world of material scarcity and that was all she pursued.

Of course, Ningxia didn't forget that today was a big showdown between the reborn heroine and the supporting actress. Although she didn't come to watch the excitement on purpose, it was quite exciting to watch the battle live. Keep a low profile, Ningxia, don't use it as cannon fodder.

The fuse is not a simple thing, it is the spiritual grass that is rare even in the world of immortality. What is the spiritual grass is the spiritual grass that can remove spiritual roots.

Yes, it is so violent. If you eat an artifact that removes a spiritual root, I don't know if eating a single spiritual root can completely "return to nature."

Ningxia mingled among the girls, laughing and laughing all the way to the wilderness full of mugwort. The girls were scattered in twos and threes in the vast open space, and the bold ones even sang songs complacently. It was a picture of a happy and contented country.

This script is wrong. How can the heroine and the supporting actress be divided into two groups? No matter what, the delicious mugwort cake is more important.

She really wants this magical object, but she already knows that the heroine of the Spirit Picking Grass is more dangerous.

It's all the fault of the talkative Wang Qingmei. He kills people whenever he wants. He also talks about what treasures he got and what golden fingers he stole from the opponent. He is a typical villain who dies because he talks too much.

"Ouch!" she moaned delicately. Wang Qingmei really has a beautiful voice. Well, it seems that Wang Qingmei's popularity is not very good. The girls around her seemed invisible and no one reached out to help her.

Wang Qingmei felt extremely embarrassed. After her father killed her mother, the two siblings had become a burden to others, and her aunt was no longer as kind to her as before. She could no longer wear beautiful clothes, nor could she take home clothes made by her mother.

Pearl flowers show off.

Today I saw that Wang Daya who was bullied by them seemed to be a different person. Not only was she dressed completely new, but she was also very beautiful. She felt resentment for no reason in her heart. How dare this bitch live a better life than her? She shouldn't

Is it right to huddle dirtyly in a corner and watch them eat?

Didn’t that damn girl know how to say hello to her sister when she saw her? She looked at her figure angrily and picked absentmindedly along the way.

There seemed to be something different about the grass. Her mind was attracted, and she stepped closer to it uncontrollably.

She accidentally fell to the ground with a thud. She opened her eyes, and the weed that seemed to glow with purple light was right in front of her. All she had to do was pick it off... pick it off.

Ning Xia, who was always paying attention to what was going on there, found that the heroine arrived at Wang Qingmei's special scene instantly like a rat that smelled oil.

It was at this moment that Wang Qingmei discovered the magic grass. The heroine went to grab it at this time, but she was not afraid of not being able to grab it. She probably wanted to make the other party mad. Ningxia observed that Wang Qingmei turned into a pig liver color after her beard was cut off.

Face guessed.

Wang Qingmei was about to reach the grass that gave her a strange feeling. A slender hand picked the grass before she touched it. A sudden feeling of loss suddenly arose in her heart. What's so important?

Something was forever missing from her life.

"Wang Daya!" She gritted her teeth and looked at the girl standing in front of her looking down. She got up from the ground and glared at her: "Why do you steal my things? I saw this first."

Wang Daya looked happy: "But I picked this first. If my sister lacks such a weed, she can find another one elsewhere. Could it be that after leaving her own mother, she is so poor that she wouldn't even part with a weed?"

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Wang Qingmei was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her whole body trembled angrily, and she couldn't do anything to her, so she had to walk away in despair.

Ningxia found that the heroine stayed on the ground for a while, and she guessed that she was checking to see if anything had slipped through the net.

Thinking of this Ningxia makes me want to complain. You think the treasures are all gathered together and it would be nice to have one for you. Of course, Ningxia is different because she has a God's perspective.

After the heroine gave up searching for the land, Ningxia quietly observed the movement of others. After counting the third brigade stationed at the land, she pretended to step onto the land calmly.

Ningxia was not in a hurry. They picked wild mugwort seeds along the way and slowly picked them to the spot where Wang Qingmei fell. They found a piece of small goose-yellow flowers that were not eye-catching and were no different from wild flowers in the fields.

Ningxia will tell you that the difference is huge. They are flowers that grow around the Tingling grass... Ahem... In fact, Ningxia remembers a plot mentioned in the book.

A genius who is a giant in cultivation has mixed spiritual roots. Although he has a single spiritual root, his cultivation is very slow. His elders offered a bounty to the world in the hope of getting the Pure Spirit Flower, and this Pure Spirit Flower is the companion flower of the Spirit Picking Grass. Goose-yellow

Colorful, five-petaled flower, next door to Lingcao... yes, that's it.

Ningxia, who had legally picked up the leaks, stripped them naked without any guilt and hid them at the bottom of the mugwort. Ningxia felt that it was not appropriate, so she took the risk to hide aside and used the natural cover of a big girl with her back to her to hide the Jingling Flowers.

Get into the dark room.

Sure enough, the heroine stood aside with a smile on her face, waiting for her, as if she were trying to strike up a conversation. Then you still peeked into the basket?

She showed her own smile - a smile that her mother called a silly girl, and said to the heroine: "Da Ya, didn't you pick enough wormwood? I have more." She saw the stiff corners of her mouth with satisfaction.

, I know you don’t like the name Wang Daya.

Although Wang Daya didn't like the name, she didn't want to argue with the silly country girl. She had seen the groups of people who had just gone to the field, and she was relieved when no one took away anything except mugwort.

Take a breath.

When Wang Daya embarks on the path of cultivating immortality in the future, she will know what she has missed. Of course, she will never know who has received this benefit.

Ningxia would not consider such a distant thing. She had long forgotten the suspicious heroine. Now her mind was filled with the taste of delicious mugwort cake and Jingling flower.

After Meimei had a meal of mugwort cake, Ningxia, who was allowed to rest early, sat in the bathtub and took out the Jingling flowers.

She took one and put it in her mouth, but there was nothing there. It seemed to disappear in a stream of air. She put the small yellow flower in her hand in disbelief, but there was still nothing.

It ended like this. I thought it would be a more mysterious spiritual grass. She lay on the edge of the tub and was speechless.

The next day, her skin was like cream, her eyes were like autumn water, and her figure was graceful... There was still no one in Ningxia, but she had a stomachache all night long.
Chapter completed!