The cooked but firm white meat is as thin as leaves. It doesn’t contain any seasonings. It just dips it in some garlic paste with salt and is a perfect taste in the world.

Sun Wenxiu was so slim, she ate a few more pieces, and drank half a cup of wine. After eating meat and fat, she was very hungry, so he slept comfortably and deeply at night.

In his sleep, Sun Wenxiu suddenly felt herself floating up.

Looking around, everything is real.

My eyes, which were originally a little blurry because I have been watching the roll for several days, have become brighter and clearer.

Whether it is the roof he had just passed through or the yard outside who was working on the job, he could see every detail clearly. He could see the birds living among the branches under the moonlight in the night sky, and see the grass leaves and flower buds outside.

The moon, which only has one tooth in the sky, also looks very clear.

Although Sun Wenxiu could control his head and limbs, he could not control the direction he was moving forward at all. Fortunately, he just drew a short arc in the air and landed in the mountain temple on the nearby hillside.

Soon, he felt his feet touching the solid ground.

Looking around again, he was already standing in the main hall of the mountain god temple, and the statue of the mountain god above was gone. If it were a middle-aged man with hair and beard, he was looking at himself majestic and calmly.

Not to mention that he had seen the mountain god before, even an ordinary person, under this situation, he would probably immediately understand his current situation.

Sun Wenxiu did not hesitate and immediately gave a big gift:

"The villain has seen the mountain god."

At this time, Sun Wenxiu was already full of expectations. He vaguely felt that his waiting period would result soon.

As expected, the mountain god said to him straight to the point: "The last time you asked someone for something, now there has been a result. Let me notify you."

Sun Wenxiu was excited and kowtowed immediately: "I would like to ask the mountain god to show me."

I heard the mountain god above say, "And the immortals I've been looking for have returned to the mountain."

Then, without waiting for Sun Wenxiu, who was overjoyed, to speak, the mountain god continued, "The Supreme Immortal already knows what you are looking for him, but the Supreme Immortal is not going to see you, just say that if anyone seeks him, let him come - who do you want to see him this time?"

"How can this be done? How can this be?!" Sun Wenxiu was shocked when she heard this and immediately defended herself. Then he recovered and realized that there was a noble god on the other side. He explained: "The person who seeks immortals has a noble status and has a lot of affairs, so it is really difficult to come in person."

Shan Shen Zhang didn't care too much about this, he smiled and said:

"I'm just passing a message, and the next thing has nothing to do with me. As for whether the 'big man' you are talking about is your own business. And I would like to advise you not to say how noble the identity is, it is no difference in the eyes of people outside the world."

This situation was something Sun Wenxiu had never expected.

He was panicked and looked at the left and right with a little helpless look, but he was also out of his mind.

After the message was passed, the matter of God Zhang Shan was over.

The mountain god waved his hand again, and Sun Wenxiu on the ground immediately soared into the air, drew a parabola in the air, flew over the hillside and several houses, passed through the roof tiles, fell back to his sleeping bed, and entered his sleeping body. After a while, Sun Wenxiu woke up from his dream and jumped up from the bed.

This small mountain village with only a few families, no one can make updates, and there are no timekeeping tools. Usually, time can only be estimated by estimating the situation.

Sun Wenxiu didn’t know when it was now, but when something happened suddenly, he couldn’t sleep anymore.

Although things have already come to an end, I am not the way I am a boss. After all, the four outsiders are dark and can’t do anything. If I seem too urgent, I will lose my mind in front of my subordinates, and I may be despised by my subordinates.

After thinking about it, Sun Wenxiu did not light the light, but forced herself to continue lying on the bed.

He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he was unable to calm down. He kept torturing and endured until dawn.

The next morning, when the kitchen was making breakfast with a large pot, Sun Wenxiu gathered his subordinates together and ordered: "After using breakfast, go pack up your things. Leave half of them to stay here and stand by, and the rest will follow me to return to Huangdu."

The subordinates agreed in unison.

…………………

After the grains returned to the warehouse, Fang Chang had a whim. He followed the people at the foot of the mountain and prepared a table of sumptuous meals by himself to celebrate the harvest.

The main foods are the new grains, corn rice and pancakes from that year.

The tofu ground from fresh soybeans tastes fresh and sweet. There are still a few fresh vegetables left in the vegetable bed, including tofu, eggs and newly slaughtered pork, which are fried or stewed together, and the aroma is savory in the bowl and plate.

Another protagonist on the table is Fang Chang’s harvested mushrooms.

He chose the varieties with extremely delicious taste in Yunzhong Mountain and cultivated them. The mushrooms produced were almost the same as those picked in the mountains. The yield of the mushroom house was very large. He made the excess mushrooms into dried mushrooms and hung them on nearby shelves, one after another, and was swaying in the wind at this time.

Because the mushrooms grow a lot and fast, Fang Chang had to stop production. However, this mushroom cultivation technique was sorted into a booklet by Fang Chang. In the future, he could give it to him.

Speaking of which, Fang Chang is increasingly liking to the act of giving away knowledge and acting as an opportunity for others. He doesn’t know how many good stories will be left in the future.

In the past, the potatoes used to be staple food, the starch in Fangchang was extracted and made into vermicelli. This was not a method he invented, but was learned from the mortal world when he was traveling down the mountain.

Then there is a jar of sorghum wine from ten years ago.

The steamed wine is very clear in color. Its long-term storage in the cave in the back mountain not only removes the fire of the wine, but also allows the spiritual energy to fully soak in it. It is amazing.

The newly harvested sorghum this year has entered the fermentation process. In a few days, you can steam it in a cage. The steamed wine will be replenished into the cave in the back mountain.

The weather has become colder, and the scenery in the mountains has also changed a lot. The mountains have changed from the lush green of summer to the red and yellow of autumn.

The four seasons of Yunzhongshan are always so beautiful.

Yunzhongshan in this solar term is no longer suitable for construction on Xianqi Cliff, but it is good to do some small handmade things, such as building a few self-tone bells.

When visiting friends in the future, I will definitely take it as a gift.

By the way, you can also write another booklet.

Just when he was drinking and comfortable, a lark was holding a letter in his mouth and flew past the old eagle on the edge of the cliff with fear.

The lark flew to Fang Chang, put down the letter, and then flew down the mountain like a life-long escape.

The old eagle on the edge of the cliff looked at all this with a cold look, but it did not move at all and did not mean to catch the lark as a snack.
Chapter completed!