Uncle San flipped his hands.

Three more incense sticks were added in my hand.

After piously offering the broken-headed statue of the ruined temple, he continued:

"However, this warm current helped me break through to the eighth level of Qi training, and various hidden diseases in my body seemed to have been cured, and I became much younger. It was really strange."

The third uncle pointed to the sky:

"Eleventh, when you come in, do you feel any changes in the blood moon and what you saw for the first time?"

Over the Lingsang Forest.

A blood moon is emitting a dark red blood light.

Fu Shiyi looked carefully, but when he first met, it was a few years ago. She didn't remember it very clearly. She shook her head:

"San Uncle, I can't see anything abnormal."

The third uncle's expression condensed.

Let Fu Shiyi sit first. After he returned to the room, he brought out a large stack of paper and spread them one by one on the ground,

I saw a blood moon was drawn on each piece of paper.

The date and time are marked next to each blood month.

A total of thousands of portraits of Blood Moon.

Fu Shiyi browsed it one by one, but still didn't notice anything: "San Uncle, I'm really sorry, I... I still couldn't see anything abnormal."

Seeing this, the third uncle was a little disappointed.

But soon put away the drawings indifferently and smiled: "It's a good thing if there is no abnormality. I'm fine here on weekdays. I'm just passing the days when I draw a bloody moon. You don't have to care."

Uncle San said, after putting all the paintings back in the room and locked them.

Fu Shiyi, who was alone in the yard, looked up at Xue Yue.

She knew that the third uncle was worried that this blood moon was unlucky. If a disaster broke out, it would be a big blow to their clan.

After all, Guyaju’s assets are different from the past.

After the third uncle came out of the house, he took Fu Shiyi to the mulberry room to see the spiritual silkworms he raised. He handed Fu Shiyi a thin coat and said:

"This is a specially made clothes made by me with spiritual mulberry leaves. If you put them on, otherwise you will be frightened by the spiritual silkworm that is spinning silk after entering."

"San Uncle, will the spiritual silkworm spit out silk so quickly?"

Fu Shiyi remembers that this is a second-level spiritual silkworm. If you want to spin silk, you have to raise it for ten years, but it’s only less than five years, why did you get so early?

The third uncle glanced at his sleeve:

"This is all Xiao Mo's credit."

As for the rest, the third uncle did not explain in detail.

Interior of the silkworm room.

The ground is very clean, and the third uncle also installed convection windows in the front and back, and it was a foot window. The doors and windows were equipped with gauze mesh, which should be prevented from flies, while the foot windows were equipped with barbed wire mesh to prevent small animals and mice.

A row of small sieves are placed against the north wall.

There is a lot of soft paper on the bottom of the sieve.

The third uncle whispered:

"These are young silkworms that have just hatched less than ten days ago. They have just hatched from their eggs. Be very careful with them. I usually feed them with relatively tender mulberry leaves. When changing mulberry leaves, I also use a very soft brush to move them. If the force is greater, it will easily hurt them. Sometimes, if the mulberry leaves are too dry, if you are not careful, you will leave the little silkworms on the mulberry leaves to be discarded during the process of changing mulberry leaves. It is difficult to raise when you are young, so it will be easier to grow up."

The third uncle raised a spiritual silkworm for several years.

Obviously very experienced.

He pointed to the branches made of wheat straw trees on the south side and said, "You came at the right time. Look at the spiritual silkworms with cocoons and silk sprouts."

The third uncle took Fu Shiyi around the spiritual silkworm room and said a series of professional terms for raising spiritual silkworms. Fu Shiyi just listened quietly and didn't understand it very much. Seeing that the time was almost over, the third uncle urged Fu Shiyi to go back:

"It's dawn soon, you go back quickly, otherwise they can't find you in Guya Curie, so they should be anxious."

Meeting less than a few hours.

Then you need to separate again.

Fu Shiyi was a little reluctant, but she had no choice but to take out dozens of cloth bags from the storage bag, which contained seeds of various spiritual vegetables. Finally, she handed them to San Bo two porcelain bottles:

"This is the honey of the Phantom Jade Bee and the Six-winged Cream Bee."

"Uncle San, you can drink it once in the morning and evening, which will be good for your body."

The third uncle happily accepted it.

He sent the person to the entrance of the ruined village. When the figure left, he reluctantly returned. As if he could sense the depressed mood of the third uncle, Xiao Mo crawled out of his sleeve, jumped onto the third uncle's shoulder, rubbed his face a few times.

The third uncle smiled with relief:

"Fortunately, Xiao Mo is still with me."

If he hadn't chosen to raise Silkworms for Eleven here, he wouldn't have met Xiao Mo, so he was still lucky.

After Fu Shiyi came up from the sinkhole.

It was the next morning.

At this time, Fu Zhihong had already arrived in Xihefang City.

...........

Xihefang City, Zhangjia Store.

Wu Changfeng hurriedly walked in from outside with an invitation, ran to the backyard of the store, and knocked on Wu Weiming's house:

"Uncle Weiming, I have an urgent letter."

With a creaking sound, the wooden door opened. After Wu Changfeng flashed in, the wooden door closed automatically. Wu Weiming sat on his head, drinking Wu Ling Tea:

"What's going on in the morning? Look at you're worried."

Wu Changfeng obviously came from outside and didn't even breathe, so he said anxiously:

"We came to report on the secret line of the Zhang family, saying that Zhang Tianmiao set off for Xihefang City a few days ago. Moreover, in the past few days, the heads of the Liu family in Nanshan County, the Feng family in Beishan County, and the Fu family in Xishan County have appeared one after another in Xihefang City, and they seem to be gathering in Zuixianlou to plot something big."

"Oh! Is this true?"

"It's true that Zhang Tianmiao has arrived at Mintianhe outside the market, and he can reach it in less than a stick of incense." Wu Changfeng said quickly: "Uncle Weiming, what should we do?"

Wu Weiming suddenly became interested.

His eyes narrowed slightly:

"Now, our Wu family in Dongshan County is in charge. The patriarchs of the four major tribes in Jingzhou need to discuss matters, so we should be invited to attend. Please continue to ask someone to help you drag Zhang Tianmiao outside the market. I will personally go and meet the patriarchs of the three major tribes in Jingzhou for a while."

Wu Weiming suddenly stood up and walked out.

The whereabouts of marijuana are unknown.

He was just trying to find out the ancient Yaju House of Fu family.

But coincidentally, the head of the Fu family came, so he naturally had to go and test it.

Obviously Wu Weiming didn't take the Fu family seriously. In his opinion, a family that the Fu family, which did not even have foundation-building monks guarding the mountain, should have been swallowed up long ago. The other three major families in this Jingzhou are also stupid.

Wu Weiming came out of the store.

So I went straight to the Zuixian Tower next door.

A few years have passed.

The business of this restaurant opened by Fujia in Xihefang City is getting more and more prosperous.
Chapter completed!