MTL - Battling Records of the Chosen One

The Purple Empire, the southwestern border.

Here, the mountains and the peaks are like forests. Since ancient times, there have been the titles of “Three Thousand Mountains, the Land of Heaven”.

The sunset glows like fire.

Far away, I can already see a smog rising.

Lin looked for a bright eye, wiped off his forehead sweat, and spit a long sigh: "I finally saw someone inhabited..."

He has been trekking for seven days in this devastating place of the impoverished mountains. The winds and foods are sleeping, eating wild fruits, and have experienced many sinister and hardships along the way. On several occasions, he almost died in the mouth of the beast.

At this time, I could see a smog of smoke. Although it was far away, I could still make Lin look for a heart, and the originally exhausted body was revived.

move on.

In a short time, a well-rounded Lingtian appeared in the field of vision, which made Lin Xun further determined that since there is Lingtian, there should be a village nearby.

This Lingtian is planted with Linggu, which is almost ripe to mature. The grain of the grain is heavy, and a gust of wind blows. The green valley of the oil is undulating like a wave, mixed with a scent of vegetation.

"According to this growth, this spiritual valley can be harvested in ten days... eh? No."

Lin found what he found. Before he came to the Lingtian on the side of the road, he looked carefully and found that although the growth of this Linggu Valley was good, it was not optimistic.

Lingtian is moist and fertile, and it does not lack spiritual power. It is only the green stems of the Linggu, which are faintly showing signs of stagnation and wilting. It is difficult to find without careful observation.

Lin searched out a Linggu, placed it in his hand for a moment, and gently picked up the stem of the green stem with his fingertips, and immediately condensed his eyes.

I saw the inside of the stem, carrying a lot of white worms, only the size of the gravel, they constantly squirming, is eating the vitality contained in the stem of the Linggu.

Sand spotted insects!

This Linggu is suffering from insect damage.

According to Lin Xun's judgment, if these sand spot worms cannot be removed in time, this piece of mature Linggu will surely wither and decline, losing all spiritual power. Even then, even if it is harvested, it will suffer heavy losses. If it is serious, it may even be granules. No income.

"It seems that there should be no [Lingshi Shi] in this village to sit down, otherwise it will not look at the terrible situation in the Ling Valley that will mature."

If Lin finds his thoughts, he will suddenly shake his head. In the place where the poor mountains are in the water, I am afraid that no spirits will be willing to live here.

After all, according to Lin Xun, the spiritist in this world is a very honorable class.

Then suddenly a sigh came.

Lin Xun turned his head and saw it, but he saw it in a place not far away. A middle-aged **** who was wearing a animal skin, tall and tall, sat on the edge of a Lingtian, and watched Ling Tian sigh.

This middle-aged frowns, the dark and rough outline is full of troubles.

Lin looked for a move and went forward and said: "Uncle is worrying about this piece of Lingtian?"

"Yeah, hey, this **** thief, it’s been raining for a whole month, and then, the three acres of Linggu I planted will be all over."

The middle age of the animal skin seems to be depressed for a long time, and the words are said to be like a complaint.

But when he turned his head to see the face of Lin Xun, he suddenly stunned: "Little guy, where did you come from?"

In his eyes, Lin looked for a white cloth with a white cloth, his body was thin, and his face was pale with a pale, a weak wind.

There was an old mottled wooden box behind him. I didn’t know what to put in the wooden box.

Look at its age, at best, it is twelve or three years old.

Such a young man, suddenly ran to the ground of Jinyun Village, but it is really strange.

It is necessary to know that there is only one Jinyun Village within this radius of a thousand miles. In addition, all other places are rolling hills and inaccessible.

In the middle-aged impression of the hide, almost in the past ten years, there was no stranger in Jinyun Village.

Today, a 12-year-old boy suddenly appeared in front of his own Ling Tian. How can he not be surprised?

"Uncle, who I am is not important, the important thing is that I can help you solve this problem."

Lin Xun said with a smile.

He is very clear that if he is self-reported, it will inevitably be chased by the other side to ask for more things, which will be too late, and he is already hungry and can't move.

The middle ages of the animal skin stood up and said, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Xun smiled: "I said that I can help you solve this problem and let this Linggu get a bumper harvest."

The middle-aged frown of the animal skin looked at Lin Xun’s slightly naive, pale and pale face. He said: "Little guy, shouldn’t you be bragging?"

This is said to be too absurd from a weak young boy who is weak and can't help but feel.

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled and pointed at the Lingu Valley in his hand that peeled off the stem. He said, "Uncle, you see, the Linggu you planted is not lacking in rainwater, but it is a pest. This insect is called sand. The worms feed on the stems of the scented stalks. If they are not resolved in time, the linguistic valley you planted can be completely destroyed."

The middle age of the animal skin was shocked. The eyes stared at the white-spotted group of insects in the stem. They gnawed their teeth: "Fucking, no wonder I watered so many rivers, it was useless. It turned out to be these **** pests. Ghosts! But..."

His look suddenly became distressed and scratched his head: "These pests are distributed inside the stems of Linggu. I don't know **** them."

Lin laughed and said nothing, his eyes narrowed and his smile was as clean as the sun.

The middle-aged skin of the animal skin sighed for a long time, slammed his eyes, and realized what it was, and cried: "Little brother, since you recognize this pest, is there a way to get rid of them?"

Lin searched for a nod, with a clear vision in his eyes.

"Great!"

The middle-aged face of the animal skin is red and the suspicion of Lin Xun has dissipated a lot.

Seeing the middle-aged movement of the animal skin, Lin searched for the opportunity to say: "Uncle, if I am doing this for you, can you promise me a condition?"

The middle age of the animal skin does not hesitate: "As long as you can help me with this mountain, don't say a condition, I will promise you ten conditions!"

After that, he suddenly found out that this was too full, and he said in a timely manner: "Of course, the conditions you mentioned can be done by me. If I can't do it, I can't do it."

Lin Xun smiled: "My condition is very simple. I want to find a place to live in the village."

Tieshan surprised: "You said you want to settle in Jinyun Village?"

Lin Xun nodded and his eyes were clear and clean. He was not joking. When he needed seriousness, he never revealed any contemptuous attitude. This is his habit of growing up from small to large.

Tieshan hesitated when he boarded and scratched his head. "You are waiting here. I am going to ask the village chief for a question. I can't sit here with the Lord, but I feel that the problem should be small."

As he said, he turned his head and ran to the village in the distance, and it was very popular and vigorous.

Lin looked dumb, and immediately he realized a problem. He shouted and shouted: "Uncle, remember to help me with some food when I come back. Without enough strength, I can't help you."

"okay!"

Far away, the rough voice of Tieshan was heard.

"It’s really a simple uncle."

Lin searched and smiled. He placed the dilapidated wooden box behind him on the ground and rubbed some sour shoulders. Then he turned and walked into Lingtian and observed it carefully.

Linggu is an indispensable food in practice. It contains the spiritual power of silkworms, but it is very simple to grow.

From the moment of sowing the seeds, it is necessary to guard against insects, natural disasters, and frequent weeding and maintenance. Once there is a difference, the quality of Linggu will be reduced, and even the loss of spiritual power may occur.

Like the Lingtian in front of you, you have encountered pests. If you can't completely kill them, the consequences are worrying.

However, for Lin Xun, this problem is not difficult to solve.

Not long after, Tieshan returned from a distant village, but when he returned, he followed a large group of villagers.

The sunset was ruined, and the red mountains and the mountains were raging. The people of Tieshan came and went, dusty.

Lin looked for awkwardness, shrugged and knew that the situation had changed.

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