Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Speaking of which, Shao Xuan remembered that there are still precious thousand grains of gold planted in his own backyard.

The more precious it is said to be, the weaker it is, the more it must be carefully cared for. Think about the young buds that appeared before, think about the number of days you are nestled in the house, Shao Xuanchang sighed, no longer hope.

And when he saw Shao Xuan's reaction and realized that the elder might throw a thousand grains of gold into his head, he didn't care at all. If other people were like this, Qiqiu would have begun to curse, not only cursing, but also beating hands, but standing in front of tribal elders, second only to witches and chiefs, or owners of thousands of grains of gold, if you want to curse, don't dare to curse, let alone do it.

Regardless of the storm in her heart, Hibiscus can only breathe deeply and hold all emotions. Besides, those she plants herself have failed, and she is not qualified to speak of Shao Xuan.

Unfortunately, this little elder is still too young to realize the importance of all that gold. Emotions in the mood.

“Go check it out.” Shao Xuan trimmed out a piece of dry, thick leaves that served as a record book and took the hives to the backyard.

Before I heard that Shao Xuan planted some precious crops here, Dokan deliberately brought people here and surrounded the wooden fence with a circle of cloth so that the naughty boys on the mountain wouldn't kick in stones and other things. So, don't say that Shao Xuan, the others around him, even if they go around Shao Xuan's house every day, can't see the situation inside. Those who are curious also dare not casually look into Shao Xuan's house. The position of elder is still very deterrent in this regard.

Originally, there was no hope, but when Shao Xuan opened the back door and looked at the yard, he found a small green seedling in the backyard, swinging with the wind.

The last time Shao Xuan looked at it, only half of the broken soil germinated, but this time, there were more than 80 seedlings, the last 30 should germinate later, so the last time Shao Xuan looked at it, he didn't find it.

Each seedling is not so tall, a little bit higher than Shao Xuan's ankle. Though they grow slower and look less spiritual, they do live!

“This...” The slump looked at the small yard, the seedlings planted on the ground, wondering how good it was.

Fast forward, the swamp looked at the ground because no one was watering the fertilizer and some places were still cracked.

“Elder, how did you grow this?” Ask Shao Xuan.

“Just like you, the last time you came to see it, you sprouted a little water, the fertilizer hasn't been used yet.” Shao Xuan shyly refers to a pottery tank in the corner, which is fertilizer given by Qixian.

At that time, Qingxun also told Shao Xuan that when the seedlings grew up, they poured that. But as soon as Shao Xuan got busy, he forgot, all his thoughts were on the cloud pattern, and he didn't even remember that there were seedlings, fertilizing and watering.

Shao Xuan's words were not doubtful. She also occasionally went up the mountain during this time. She wanted to talk to Shao Xuan about the cultivation of a thousand grains of gold seedlings. Who knew that every time Shao Xuan came to Shao Xuan the door was closed, she was not disturbed. This time it was a real emergency and she had to slap the door.

When I looked at the seedlings, my face was full of guilt: "Elder, I failed you! ”

“What's the matter? Something wrong with those seedlings you planted?” Shao Xuan asked.

The old face is reddish, the shame is stronger, I don't know how to say it. There was more to it than a problem. It was a good seedling, and a strain began to wither!

Qiqi took Shao Xuan to several fields, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, whatever the land, the situation was similar.

“At first, it was good, everyone was happy, but it was long, not good...” Qixian told Shao Xuan about the growth of thousands of golden seedlings in the ground over these days.

Shao Xuan couldn't figure it out either. According to theory, they take care of the seedlings so well. How did they shrivel when they just germinated?

Nutrition can't keep up?

Fertilizer hermitage and other people are already ready, staring every day, several people together, listening to Shao Xuan said that places where thousands of grains of gold have been found are drought, hermitage and other people have also reduced the number of waterings, each time depending on the situation slightly scattered, not too much.

Dirt and water?

All germinated long leaves, the strength is good at first, but it has grown, one strain just died, Qixian and others also looked heartache, several elderly people have not slept for days, discussed various methods, tried to come over, can not alleviate this situation, now, in the ground of ten thousand seedlings of gold seedlings, there are only 20 more seedlings left, it is much taller than those in Shaoxuan backyard, it has reached knee height, but it is just a few, the condition is worse than those in Shaoxuan backyard, such as candle residual years.

Thinking about it, Shao Xuan couldn't say one, so he came.

“So... Elder, what do we do now?” Ask carefully. She feared that Shao Xuan would blame them. When Shao Xuan gave the seeds, they promised to do their best, but in the end they got this result, shaming their hopes for Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan thought of the progress in breaking the cloud pattern. He didn't intend to stop halfway. He rarely found a way to think, so he stopped taking into account other things, and he didn't want to. Instead of a thousand pieces of gold, the more he cares about the clouds, the more he understands, the more he feels that the clouds contain some kind of big secret about the boxman.

After thinking about it, Shao Xuan said: “Well, I'll take care of those in my backyard. Please help me take care of them. ”

“Ah?” He raised his head violently and was surprised at Shao Xuan's decision. Instead of blaming them, he entrusted them with a heavy burden. This... How embarrassing!

However, I am very curious about the seedlings in Shao Xuan's backyard. She wondered whether the seedlings were still alive because they weren't high enough, or whether they survived for other reasons.

“But... but if it's the seedlings too..." It's very contradictory to drag a cloth with dirt on it.

“Don't worry, even if those seedlings are all dead by then, I won't blame you. Those things are hard. Since it can't be planted, the rest of the grain will be cooked for everyone to eat.” Shao Xuan said.

Smoke on the ramen, such a precious seed... eaten?

After Shao Xuan made his decision, he went to the wooden fence in the backyard and opened a small door at the suggestion of Qiqi. According to Qiqi, they will definitely see it every day, even a few times a day. It will inevitably disturb Shao Xuan and open a small door directly on the fence of the backyard so that she can get in and out. They can take care of the other things themselves, and they don't need Shao Xuan Tu.

Shao Xuan made an entry and exit door at the wooden fence that afternoon. Anyway, the irrelevant people dared not break in, and the rope didn't have to be tied.

Close the door, Shao Xuan glanced in the yard, always felt something was missing, when walking indoors, suddenly stopped in front of the door.

Shao Xuan looked down at his feet. At the back door, there was a strain of weed. Shao Xuan noticed it by sweeping his legs through the weed when he entered the door.

Weed...

Turning back to the yard, recalling the situation of the previous thousand grains of blonde sprouts, Shao Xuan remembered that there were many other weeds in the yard that could not be named. At that time, Shao Xuan thought about the cloud pattern, and planned to wait for the seedlings to grow before weeding. How to wait until now, it has been more than twenty days, and Shao Xuan did not go out for a single hunt.

For more than 20 days now, in this warm weather, the year-round weed, why should it grow more prosperous? But the fact is, in the yard now, you can only see a few pointy weeds sporadically, mostly in the distance of a thousand golden seedlings, and those weeds, twenty days ago, are long gone.

After searching for the unwritten thick leaves, Shao Xuan recorded this discovery first and looked at it later.

After entering the house, Shao Xuan continued to decipher the cloud lines. Now he can decipher the rough meaning from the individual cloud lines that have been removed. Although only two cloud lines have been deciphered so far, and a thick stack of demolished cloud lines have not been deciphered completely, but progress is a good thing. Shao Xuan will decipher all the cloud lines on the Ding.

In the next time, Shao Xuan, apart from going hunting, essentially stayed in the house to continue to crack the cloud pattern. As for the thousands of golden seedlings in the backyard, he only occasionally took a look at them while resting. When returning from the hunt, Shao Xuan also asked about the seedlings.

In the ten plots of land on the mountain, there are only two seedlings of a thousand grains of gold left alive, or the slowest growing ones. It seems that those two will not last long, while the eighty seedlings in Shao Xuan's backyard, also under the careful care of Qixian and others, are growing faster.

These seedlings in Shao Xuan's backyard have grown almost as tall as the seedlings they had previously taken care of, and at this height, it was like they couldn't get past Kang. Once they changed their previous strengths, they were shriveled until they all died. So, looking at the seedlings that grew tall on that day, they were sad.

For the seedlings in Shao Xuan's backyard, Qiqiu also specifically recruited people to go to the Thai River tribe together to exchange experiences, thinking about lowering their posture, and learning something useful from the Thai River people. If they can feed those seedlings, Shao Xuan also has a description.

Either way, the situation on the Thai River was not good, which was a little longer than they had persisted, and the seedlings began to shrivel at that time. The Thai River people thought to look at the flaming corner when Qiqi and others passed.

The ground is fertilized, the soil is deeply cultivated, the land is improved... everything is done, so are the seedlings in the ground. How could it have collapsed in a blink of an eye?

It's a precious thousand grains of gold, so hard to serve! A bunch of sad people.

Because of the careful cultivation of seedlings on this side of the Thai River, the seedlings grew too fast. Although the seedlings grew in the backyard, they were stronger than those in the yard of Shao Xuan. However, the seedlings died continuously as soon as they arrived at the chopper. There was no way to do this. I heard that now there were only those left in the backyard of Shao Xuan, so every day people from the Thai River ran to the flaming corner to see the situation.

Watching the seedlings grow faster under the joint care of Horn and the Thai River, we will soon encounter the “Kan”, Qixian and other people even more worried, all day frightened, unable to sleep at night, like anxiety disorder.

And Shao Xuan kept closing the door to crack the clouds, and he didn't even realize how frightened they were all day.