Chapter Twenty-Five: It's Difficult to Be a Pet Mouse
A Pegasus pony hooked little boy Ye Changsheng and he forgot about everything. He only wanted to make friends with this beautiful little creature!
When Mo You was clearing up wasteland, child Ye Changsheng was chasing the little Pegasus again. When Mo You mixed the spiritual soil into the cleared fields, child Ye Changsheng was holding snacks and trying to bribe the little Pegasus.
Pegasus is a very proud race. Although the foal is small, it is not that easy to please.
Ye Changsheng, a child, was not angry when Fancy rejected him. He followed the foal's tail with a sweet voice. He would touch the foal with his little hands from time to time, and he didn't care if he was slapped by the foal's tail.
Despite Ye Changsheng's young age, his handsome qualities have already been exposed!
After Mo You finished clearing the wasteland, he went to the medicine garden for a walk. When he came back, he used spiritual soil to grow the roots of the horseshoes he bought. Ye Changsheng, the child, was still following the little pony around eagerly.
The sun was setting and the sky was dyed a beautiful orange color. Mo You clapped her hands and signaled the foal to come over.
The little pony trotted over with cheerful steps and trotted all the way over. As soon as it came over, it nuzzled Mo You intimately and was extremely happy.
Ye Changsheng's child also ran over. Seeing the little pony who was so polite to him fawning over Mo You, he almost turned into a lemon with sore eyes!
"Why does Xiaoshuang like you but not me?"
Xiaoshuang?
Mo You touched the little pony, and it seemed that Ye Changsheng's child really liked the little Pegasus, and even gave it a name.
"Want to touch it?"
"I want to!" Although his heart turned into a lemon, he still answered cheerfully!
With Mo You's comfort, Ye Changsheng finally touched the foal.
Only then did the smile bloom on his face, and the foal disappeared before his eyes.
Ye Changsheng's expression was blank for a moment, and then turned anxious.
"Where's Xiaoshuang!"
"Xiaoshuang is home."
Ye Changsheng's little mouth was holding back and he was about to cry! Mo You spread the thing in his palm in front of Ye Changsheng's eyes.
It was a small clay doll that was only finger-long. It looked like a Pegasus carrying Ye Changsheng as it flew forward.
Mo You drained the moisture from the little clay doll and simply painted it to make it look more refined and beautiful.
Ye Changsheng's golden pea still fell down, but he was coaxed by this little clay doll.
When Manager Ye came to pick up Ye Changsheng, he saw his son who was holding a small clay doll and was not in a very high mood.
After seeing off Ye Changsheng and his son, Mo You still had some things to do.
She dug out the horseshoe roots buried in the spiritual soil. These horseshoe roots were all twenty years old. Because the quality of the spiritual field in Xuantianmen was not good, twenty-year-old horseshoe roots could not be replaced.
Too many nutrients, it dries up and dies.
Mo You originally wanted to buy some horse hoof seeds, but the disciples of the medicine garden, probably because of her young age, took her money and only threw her a basket of old roots, and threatened that her little money would
Just enough to buy some old roots and go back to chew them!
Mo You was angry at the time, but now she had forgotten how she felt angry at that time.
Calmly, Mo You shook the spiritual soil on the old root. Under the nourishment of the spiritual soil, the old root regained some activity.
Get rid of the withered old roots. Some roots have knots. Such roots need to be cut off. These knots will grow new seedlings after they are planted. The seedlings are not big, only one finger long at the highest, and they will bloom.
A three-petaled flower that produces seeds after the flowers fade.
This kind of old root is not nutritious and cannot support this time of seeding, so the root that has grown out of the node this time must be removed to prevent it from blooming and seeding and consuming the few nutrients in the root.
There were about seventy or eighty old roots in a basket. After finishing, Mo You buried these old roots in the spiritual soil to warm them up. When he looked at the sky, it was already dark.
Mo You shook off the dirt on his body, rubbed the mud off his hands, and walked home quietly.
Usually when she comes home at this time, Baya will prepare the food and wait for her to come back to eat.
But the yard was deserted today, and she seemed to have expected this. She calmly fetched water in the yard, washed her hands, poured the dirty water away, and went into the house.
Ba Ya is sitting cross-legged on the quilt. She has been unable to find a solution. She is in good condition today and has entered a state of cultivation.
This is a good sign. Mo You cooked the rice and mixed it with a bowl of root. When he put the food on the table, Yaya, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly took a breath. The turbid air did not come out, and it was hard to accumulate in the body.
The aura is also gone!
Then Baya coughed uncontrollably, and the cough was earth-shattering. Mo You put down the dishes and chopsticks and came over to check on her. Fortunately, it was just a cough, nothing serious.
However, Baya was very depressed.
"Almost, almost I succeeded!"
Having too poor and too complex spiritual roots has such disadvantages. If the spiritual roots are too poor and too complex, it is difficult to effectively gather spiritual energy and use it for one's own use. This is why it is difficult for monks with too poor spiritual roots to get ahead.
"Don't be anxious, don't be impatient, and you will succeed."
Mo You's starting point is too high, and cultivation is a matter of course. He can't give Baya any advice in this regard, so he can only comfort her.
"Let's eat. Xuemi and Jiegen are both spiritual plants. Eating more is good for the monk's health."
When Baya saw the hot food, she felt a little guilty in her expression.
"Xiaojiu, my sister is so useless."
At a young age, I have a lot to think about.
Mo You stuffed the chopsticks into Baya's hands and silently served her a big bowl of rice without saying anything!
"Xiaojiu Xiaojiu! I can't eat that much!"
Snow rice is a precious commodity. Baya once went to the store to check the price of snow rice while Mo You was away. She would have wasted money eating such an expensive thing!
Ba Ya wanted to dig back some of the snow rice in her bowl, but Mo You stopped her.
"Eat it, you need these things more than me."
Baya still wanted to refuse, but Mo You didn't give her a chance at all. After serving herself half a bowl of snow rice, Mo You started eating by herself.
Ba Ya was moved to tears, but she didn't want to. After finishing the meal, Mo You took out a golden little thing from his arms!
Baya stretched out her hands to take the little thing and carefully touched the little guy's fur.
The reason why short-tailed golden rats can become pets also has its advantages.
If nothing else, just its soft and fluffy fur can win the joy of girls. But to Mo You's surprise, in front of such a cute little guy, Ba Ya took a sip of saliva,
Then ask Mo You.
"Xiaojiu Xiaojiu, is this an extra meal for me?"
Mo You was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
Ba Ya is so greedy for meat.
Mo You's eyes fell on the little thing in the palm of his hand, sleeping with his arms and legs spread out, without any sense of crisis.