Becoming a god starting from the weasel

Seeing Black Hair's somewhat timid appearance, Chen Yang didn't bother with any more words and simply stuffed the pill into Black Hair's hand.

"Just keep it yourself; you'll be able to give birth again in another month."

Chen Yang pointed to the backyard, clearly referring to the sesame shed there.

Black Hair understood what he meant, and then somewhat blankly held the medicine bottle in his hand.

Chen Yang then reassured him, "You don't need to worry too much about this."

"If it weren't for the red fungus you found back then, I wouldn't have been able to refine so many pills."

Upon hearing this, Black Hair understood the logic, but he didn't believe that without him, the Master wouldn't have been able to refine these pills.

Look, even with the Red Ganoderma, he couldn't refine it, could he? It's all thanks to the master's skill; he only said that to put the other man at ease and help him obtain the elixir.

Black Hair was at a loss for what to do, so he immediately knelt down again and kowtowed three times to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang wanted to stop him, but looking at Hei Mao's determined eyes, he could only shake his head and give up.

Seeing that Black Hair couldn't be helped up, he left the Taoist temple and said, "If you have this intention, bring me more monkey wine next month."

Afterwards, Chen Yang went to the backyard to tend to the fields. When Chen Yang arrived at the backyard, he ignored Black Hair.

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Black Hair's cultivation is now advancing faster than his, and it's even comparable to that of Little Red Fox.

Now that a wisp of spiritual energy has been condensed, Black Hair's fate has reached one inch and two inches, which is obviously the result of completely refining the opportunity of the spiritual wine.

The opportunities for cultivators or demons are the most unpredictable, and that little red fox's fate has been progressing quite well recently.

Although Chen Yang did not investigate the little red fox's fate, he could vaguely sense it. Chen Yang felt that his recent good luck might be due to this.

When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune turns, even heroes are powerless. This is the way of things.

Their luck is improving, and Chen Yang will also get a share of the benefits, so Chen Yang doesn't mind helping them out.

In the backyard, Chen Yang lay on his wooden chair, leisurely reading a book.

The Ganoderma lucidum in the shed has grown to a considerable size and will be fully grown in another half month.

Furthermore, he still has spirit rice that he hasn't harvested yet. Although he may not plant too much this year, the spirit rice will still be a considerable cultivation resource next year.

Chen Yang thought to himself as he looked at the spirit rice field surrounded by a fence not far from the courtyard.

It's now mid-September, and the summer heat has subsided somewhat.

"This year is almost over again; time really flies."

I looked at the few peaches on my head; the fuzz on them had almost completely disappeared.

When it first ripened, it looked like a fuzzy peach, but now it has a hint of a ripe peach, which shows how time has changed this year.

However, as long as people are always doing something, they will not feel empty.

Looking at the various plants growing in the backyard, Chen Yang leisurely thought that he was still a little worried about the Taoist temple, but Niu Shan should come up in a while.

Niu Shan is a carpenter, so he should know a thing or two. After learning, Chen Yang decided to take a break and not be in such a hurry.

There are too many things needed for carpentry. Unless Chen Yang wants to build a new one himself, he won't learn it well by learning it in this kind of rushed way.

On the contrary, they are more likely to rush to learn from the wrong place, and if the Taoist temple collapses while they are building it, then there will be a lot of trouble.

Just then, Black Hair also came out. He was no longer as awkward as before and respectfully served Chen Yang a cup of hot tea.

Chen Yang glanced at Black Hair, then nodded, took the tea, and began to drink.

Looking at the peach tree that was shielding Chen Yang from the sun, Black Hair was also somewhat surprised and doubtful: "At this time of year, the peaches haven't fallen yet. Sir, is this the old peach tree from the valley we used to live in?"

Seeing that the black-haired creature had finally noticed, Chen Yang laughed and scolded, "If you hadn't noticed, I would have been quite surprised."

Black Hair scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

Then Chen Yang said, "When the peaches are ripe, I will definitely save one for you to satisfy your craving."

For Chen Yang, the peach was essentially just something to taste.

Besides, although this peach is somewhat unusual, it is ultimately just an ordinary peach tree.

Black Hair immediately thanked Chen Yang repeatedly and served him for most of the day until the sun was about to set before reluctantly leaving.

The next morning, before dawn, both the birds of prey and the beasts of prey that roamed at night and the forests that were about to get busy during the day were resting.

Huangni'ao, in particular, had a good harvest this year, and every household bought a lot of things, so they could sleep soundly.

But one man, carrying a shoulder pole, went out early in the morning, swaying and staggering.

The baskets behind Niu Shan carried gifts for Chen Yang, while the basket in front held a chubby, plump baby.

Because the child was to be taken up the mountain today, Niu Shan specially prepared a pot of goat milk, just so that Shi Dun would not make a fuss and would not offend the Great Immortal.

The road to the Taoist temple is rugged and difficult to find for others, but for Niu Shan, it is no different from going home.

He had memorized this path hundreds and thousands of times in his mind; he would never dare to forget it, even if it meant his death.

Everything we have today began with that person at the end of this path.

Because of the sheer number of things, even a strong man like Niu Shan could only walk slowly and stop frequently.

Fortunately, because we left early today, we arrived at the entrance of the temple before noon.

The gate was just as it had been last year, but some of the vermilion paint on the entrance had peeled off.

Inside the temple, Chen Yang had just finished breakfast and was preparing to take his miscellaneous books and catalogs to the backyard to study the Civil Engineering section.

Although Chen Yang didn't plan to learn in a rushed manner, he still had to learn. After all, slow and steady wins the race. He could just repair it for now and rebuild it completely once he had mastered the skill.

Chen Yang felt that the task for the Taoist temple this year could be accomplished with some minor repairs.

Just then, Chen Yang heard a knock on the gate. He looked over and could sense the familiar presence at the entrance; it must be Niu Shan.

Chen Yang opened the door and saw Niu Shan standing awkwardly at the entrance.

"Great Immortal, I've come to see you."

Although Niu Shan spoke respectfully, one could tell from his posture that he was no longer the person who had fallen and trembled in fear at night in the temple.

At the same time, Chen Yang also noticed the child sitting on a pile of things in front of the carrying pole basket that Niu Shan was carrying.

"Come in, come in."

I don't know why, but when it comes to kids, they always see how good other people's kids are.

Originally, Chen Yang didn't like children much, but later, as he became a corporate slave and got older, he realized that if he didn't have to consider the cost of living, having a family was not bad.

It's really quiet, especially when the kids aren't making a fuss.

Niu Shan carried the basket into the temple. Shi Dun seemed to sense something, and its big, bright eyes blinked but didn't make a fuss, making it look like a doll.

When Niu Shan was picking out the baskets, he was worried that Shi Dun would cause trouble, but now, seeing Shi Dun's well-behaved appearance, Niu Shan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but think to himself.

"Good lad, you've really made your father proud."

Chen Yang and Niu Shan were connected by the technique of seeking a seal, so Chen Yang could naturally sense Niu Shan's thoughts. Chen Yang couldn't help but find it amusing, and then picked up the stone block in his hands.

Looking at the stone block in his arms, which was giggling from his teasing, Chen Yang felt relaxed and sat on the futon. For a moment, he didn't ask Niu Shan about his purpose.

Niu Shan simply started taking things out of the basket one by one.

After teasing him enough, Shidun was probably tired of laughing and looked a little sleepy.

Chen Yang then stopped teasing him, simply holding the book in his arms, and asked Niu Shan, who was standing quietly beside him, "Tell me, is there anything you still don't understand?"