monk family

Chapter 7 The Return
After Fu Da and his wife left, Fu Shiyi and the double-eyed bird were left in Gu Yaju.

"Little guy, your rations are here."

Fu Shiyi gave the little yellow bird one-fifth of the red marrow rice in his breakfast.Spirit-loving insects are useful to space, and she can only take food from the bird's mouth:
"Come on, little guy, let me check, how many golden retrievers have you grown these days."

Fu Shiyi ignored the protest of the little yellow bird and carefully checked the feathers on its body, and found four more golden feathers among the piles of yellow feathers. This is a sign of evolution to a first-order spirit beast:

"Xiao Huang, yes, yes, according to this progress, at the end of the year, all your yellow hair can be turned into gold, so I didn't waste my rations."

Fu Shiyi nodded with satisfaction at the beak that the little guy was pecking.

After Fu Shiyi ate breakfast, he cast the Spirit-Gathering Rain Jue on the six acres of red marrow rice.More than a year has passed. She relied on the Spirit Gathering Bowl at first to release a spell every two hours, and every time she used up her mana.

The release of spells is slow, and it consumes a lot of spiritual power.

Now she has shortened the casting time to half, and with the arrangement of the third-order spirit gathering array, the spiritual energy in the spiritual field has gradually become richer, and the time for her to recover the spiritual energy is also shortened.

It used to take six days to irrigate the spiritual field, but now it has been shortened to two and a half days.

In the rest of the time, in addition to her daily practice, she began to study "Zixu Alchemy Handbook" and "Qingyuan Sword Art".On the mountain, she can only go to Qingmeiting Spring to practice three times a month. Now she can sit under the third-order peach tree to practice for four hours every three days. Therefore, the speed of the "Xuannv Heart Sutra" is also much faster.

May.

Fu Da and his wife returned from Fu Jiabao with bright faces. When they saw Fu Shiyi, they immediately knelt down for her. Fu Shiyi was startled:
"What are you doing? Stand up and talk about something."

It was only in Fu Da's excited expression that Fu Shiyi understood.

It turned out that after Fu Da's father ate the green plum fruit, he was paralyzed in bed all day long, but now he can get up every day and walk a few steps with a cane in the past one month.

"I followed Eleventh Aunt's instructions, and I didn't dare to let him eat more, so I just took a small piece every day, and the rest was packed in a red sandalwood box. Eleventh Aunt, your kindness, we will never forget it!"

Fu Shiyi's eyes were fast, and Fu Da was about to kneel again, so he hurriedly stopped it.

Speaking of which, she and her father have not seen each other for three years.I also remember very much:
"Before the Chinese New Year, my father wrote back to the clan who had returned from the Southern Wilderness. I guess he should return before the red pulp rice matures?"

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the third uncle sent a letter to Fu Shiyi, and he was delighted with Lin'er. Unfortunately, the child did not have spiritual roots, but his other wife was also pregnant, and it has been three months.

In October, when Fu Shiyi finished harvesting the red pulp rice, when Uncle Eight and Uncle Twelve came down from Luofeng Mountain, she did not find her father in the crowd, and she couldn't bear it any longer:

"Uncle Eight, hasn't my father come back yet?"

Eighth Uncle and Twelfth Uncle looked at each other, and finally shook their heads and said, "The last time we received news from the patriarch was a few years ago. According to their schedule, their expedition team should have returned to Luofeng Mountain two months ago."

Fu Shiyi's heart skipped a beat.

Not only are monsters rampant in the Southern Wilderness, but most of the loose cultivators in it are desperados who can't stay in the territory of Yue.Fu Shiyi was restless.

Eighth Uncle and Twelfth Uncle were also a little worried, and after comforting Fu Shiyi a few words, they asked the law enforcement team to carry the red pulp rice on the back of the horned deer.There were only four horned deer that followed down the mountain this time. The old deer died of old age in the spring, and the other was pregnant with a cub and stayed on the mountain to recuperate.

"This year's red pulp rice has yielded [-] kilograms more than last year. Eleven, it seems that you are extremely talented in planting."

"Twelfth Uncle, the production of red pulp rice has increased this year, it is because the spiritual energy has become rich, and the niece does not dare to take credit."

The joy of a bumper harvest of red pith rice dilutes the sadness. Eighth Uncle and Twelfth Uncle repaired for a day, checked the third-order Spirit Gathering Array, and then escorted the goods back to the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, it's the end of the year.

Fu Shiyi still hadn't received the news of his father's safe return.

On New Year's Eve, because Fu Da went to Feng's house in Nanshan County, only Fu Shiyi and Fu Da's daughter-in-law were left in Guyaju. The yellow feathers of the little yellow bird were also changed to gold, and they fell into a deep sleep.

The Bamboo Building looked exceptionally deserted.

After the two finished their New Year's Eve dinner, it just happened to be snowing heavily outside.The communication talisman on Fu Shiyi's waist suddenly flashed. Every family in the [-]th New Year's Eve was having a reunion dinner. How could anyone come from the clan at this time? Fu Shiyi thought about it:
"Could it be that my father is back?"

After the formation was activated, a man in his twenties was standing in the snow looking at Fu Shiyi with a smile.Fu Shiyi saw the empty sleeve on his left arm, his nose sour:
"Uncle~"

"Hey, silly girl, don't cry. I'm most afraid of your crying. Your father is fine. It's because he was afraid that you were worried, so my eldest brother specially asked me to go to Guyaju to report your safety."

It's good that people come back safely.

Fu Shiyi glanced at his uncle who was missing an arm, but still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"Why are your eyes still red, is it because your father didn't come to see you the first time? Big brother, he is the leader of the clan. He has been away from Luofeng Mountain for three or four years. I don't know how many things are waiting for him to deal with. Everyone is waiting for his news. You."

"Does it still hurt?"

Fu Shiyi interrupted his uncle's comfort and gently touched his broken arm.

"Hey, this little injury is nothing. It's a pity that the fifth and sixth brothers were not brought back together."

It turned out that their expedition encountered a third-order top-grade double-headed eagle on the return trip.

This monster is like an eagle, not an eagle. Its wings are several feet long, and there are two bald vicious bird heads staring at them. They hid in the cave for half a year. Two waves of people flee.

Fu Shiyi's father and uncle were in a team.

"We made an appointment to meet in Ning County, but after waiting for three months, we still haven't seen the fifth and sixth brothers, but fortunately, we each brought a seed of the grass on our bodies at that time, and the mission of this trip was also It's done."

Uncle and father are direct brothers, and he was brought up by his father. He was influenced by his father, and he was also the most loyal.Fu Shiyi knew that his uncle was not feeling well, so he skipped the topic and said:
"Uncle, when you were leaving, you said you wanted to give me a big gift and bring it."

"Oh, you've already become a big girl, and you still reach out to ask for a gift, don't be ashamed!"

The uncle fondled Fu Shiyi's nose, and handed Fu Shiyi a small bag: "This is a second-order low-grade storage bag made of Kongming Stone, and there are three-foot-square storage bags in it. space."

Storage bags are more precious than ordinary instruments, like this one in Fu Shiyi's hands, at least one hundred spirit stones are needed in the market.

Therefore, only a few elders of the Fu family have second-order storage bags.

(End of this chapter)