God and Demon Zifeng

Chapter 130 Scholar and Farmer Essay

Then Leng Yuzhao showed a helpless expression on his face. He took out a handful of spiritual rice from the ring on his hand and put it into Xiaobai's mouth which was already wide open.

"Okay, that's all. If you want some more, go ask the Master for some. I'm going to cook for him."

After Xiaobai got the spiritual rice, he chewed it carefully and rubbed Leng Yuzhao's arm with his tiger head, expressing his gratitude in the way a kitten does.

When Xiaobai swallowed the spiritual rice in his mouth, Liang Zifeng sensed that the blood power in Xiaobai's body was changing, as if it was being strengthened bit by bit by a mysterious force.

"What's going on? Why does the spiritual rice I grow have this ability?"

After Liang Zifeng confirmed that the quasi-spiritual rice had the ability to strengthen blood, he was full of doubts. He was sure that the rice seeds he used to grow seedlings were just ordinary rice and should not have this ability.

"Could it be that something happened during the period from when the rice seedlings grew to when the spiritual rice matured?"

In order to resolve the doubts in his heart, Liang Zifeng used his mental power to notify the team leader who was working in the paddy fields at the foot of the mountain, and asked him to come to the platform to find him with his notes.

The leader of the 20-member team was originally a down-and-out scholar named Fan Wen, who is 35 years old this year. Later, in order to survive, he had to work in the fields. He was considered a scholar who could take things as they came.

Fan Wen was originally from Fanjia Village in the mountains. He had a wife and a son. After the cold disaster, the family was almost in despair. Later, they heard that there was a chance of survival outside the valley built by Liang Zifeng from Yuanshan Village. So, like some people in the village, he moved his family to the area at the exit of the valley and settled down.

Due to the presence of a large number of warriors, and some merchants often come here to sell things, and the third brother and others often take out some food to exchange for other items, plus this place is slightly warmer than other places, so this place is much better than other places.

Because Fan Wen was literate and humble, he quickly became familiar with Yang Tiezhu and his friends. With their help, he rebuilt a very warm stone and cement house and finally had a new home.

Everything was originally moving in a good direction, but a few months ago, the owner of the valley, the legendary Master Liang, suddenly decided not to allow outsiders to live around the valley anymore. Fan Wen felt like the sky was falling.

Many people around him were cursing Mr. Liang, thinking that he was ruthless and calling him a butcher demon who killed people without blinking an eye. However, Fan Wen did not hate Liang Zifeng in his heart. He just sighed at his own misfortune.

Fan Wen looked down on those who cursed Liang Zifeng and even found them a little ridiculous. Basically, everything here belonged to others, and he heard from those warriors that Liang Zifeng's strength was only slightly weaker than the strongest in the royal family. How could they curse such a person?

Fortunately, Fan Wen could read and write. After carefully studying the announcement, he, who had originally been in despair, suddenly saw hope, even further hope. He vowed to become a servant of the Liang family and must sign the contract.

In order to get more information, Fan Wen went to Yang Tiezhu to inquire about the news, and learned about Liang Zifeng's approach to dealing with the villagers of Yuanshan Village.

Especially when he heard that Liang Zifeng had a way to tell whether a person had ill will towards the Liang family, Fan Wen guessed that this method might also be used on outsiders like them. So after returning home, he brainwashed his wife and son every day, and even hypnotized and brainwashed himself.

So, opportunities always come to those who are prepared. In the end, Fan Wen was not only selected into the group of 20 people, but was also chosen as the group leader because he could read and write.

After being selected into the rice field group, Fan Wen and 19 other people were given a magical skill. After a day's hard work, they only needed to practice for an hour at night and their bodies would return to normal, and their strength would increase day by day as they practiced.

In fact, working in the rice fields is not as tiring as imagined. Miss Ya said that because the rice fields are planted with spiritual rice, they are surrounded by a large spirit gathering array. The spiritual energy inside is several times richer than that in the valley.

During the period before the spiritual rice matured, Fan Wen once competed with a 9th-grade warrior outside in strength and actually won. This made the people outside look at them differently.

The only pity is that his wife did not sign the contract, so she cannot enter the valley like him and his son, and cannot appreciate the fairy-like beauty.

In mid-February, the ice and snow outside the valley began to melt, but the outside world was still freezing cold. This made Fan Wen once again grateful for his original decision, and at the same time, he put Liang Zifeng in a position similar to that of gods and Buddhas.

Ordinary people are not allowed to approach the north side of the valley, and the 20 of them have only been there once. As for the exotic platform, they feel that it is not a place for mortals to live.

After stepping onto the platform again, Fan Wen suppressed his excitement and followed the instructions given by Liang Zifeng and soon arrived at the orchard.

Then Fan Wen saw the two magical buffaloes, which were eating straw. As soon as Fan Wen saw the straw, he knew it was the straw from their paddy fields.

"Did you bring the notes I asked you to bring?" Liang Zifeng asked when he saw that the other party was still in a daze.

"Ah, please forgive me, sir. I was distracted."

Fan Wen came to his senses, his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly knelt down to admit his mistake, then tremblingly took out a notebook from his arms and handed it over.

"Sir, please take a look. This is the note about paddy fields. It records all the details of spiritual rice cultivation."

"Yeah." Liang Zifeng thought about it and directly pulled the notebook over.

Then he began to look at it carefully. After a few minutes, Liang Zifeng put down the notes in his hand, but his brows furrowed even more tightly.

"strangeness."

"Fan Wen, let me ask you, before the spiritual rice matured, was there anything abnormal in the rice field or the spiritual rice? Or was there anything special happening around?"

"This..., Sir, let me think about it."

"Well, think about it carefully and don't miss any abnormalities."

Then Fan Wen began to try hard to recall every detail of the past few months. After finding nothing unusual, he shook his head at Liang Zifeng.

"Sir, nothing unusual has happened in the rice fields or the surrounding areas over the past few months. Everything is normal."

Liang Zifeng, feeling a little disappointed, threw the notes to Fan Wen, then waved his hand, signaling Fan Wen to leave, and began to think.

"Oh, forget it. I won't consider the issue of spiritual rice for now. Since I can sense the abnormal movement of Dahei and the others' blood, I can study the power of blood. Maybe I can find a way to deduce the method to strengthen the blood."