Fang Chang just like this, slept in the night wind for a whole night without going back to the house.

In fact, for him, lying on an outdoor lounge chair or on the warm jade bed in the house was very comfortable, and there was no big difference. The cold mountain wind and dew would not affect him.

The surrounding grass leaves and the leaves on the ground had already condensed with crystal morning dew, but the corners of his clothes were still dry.

Gently stood up from the recliner, Fang Chang walked to the edge of the cliff, sat on the morning class stone, and looked at the east.

A ray of dawn had already appeared in the sky. The originally dark night sky was shining by this light, and the sky in the east half of the sky showed a dark green color. The stars in the sky were also slightly affected and became sparse. But the bright stars also became more eye-catching.

The sun first showed a little edge, and in an instant, a golden light splashed out, covering half of the sky. Although it only showed an edge, it already had the momentum of looking down on the world. Whether it was the night sky or the starlight, it was all over the bright light.

However, the clouds on the east side dyed themselves orange red with the brilliance of the sun.

As the round figure in the sky jumped up from the horizon, the earth came alive.

Birds and beasts began to leap in the surrounding mountains, busy foraging or sucking the dew in the morning. The plants and trees became greener as the sunlight rose, and mist appeared in the mountains. When the sunlight shone, the mountains became like dragons in the clouds. Fang Chang's view here is wide, and with his extraordinary eyesight, he could see that there were smoke from cooking fires in the distant countryside.

He gently stood up from the morning class stone and prepared to walk back.

The gourd vines on the stone grew out again, and a string of small gourds formed on it, swaying with the wind, like wind chimes. The ship that had been thrown on the edge of the cliff had turned a little white due to the wind and sun.

The several carvings on the big tree by the cliff also became busy with the arrival of the morning. Since Fangchang was the first to kill the mule, the turmoil in the world did not affect the mountains. The whole family lived a very comfortable life. At this moment, the silly carving was taking a few children below the cliff and looking for small beasts as breakfast, and by the way, he taught the children how to hunt.

Fang Chang first went to the vegetable bed, pulled a few vegetables, washed them casually in Huanhua Creek for breakfast, and then returned to the nearby shed, found the broom, and began to clean the cliff.

It has not been taken care of for a long time. The fallen leaves on the cliff are everywhere. The ones that have fallen early have been dried. They are blown to the corners and overlapped together by the mountain wind. Then they are wet by rain and dew and accumulate there. Xianqi Cliff is very large in area. Fangchang is dry from morning to noon, and the entire cliff is cleaned up and the accumulated fallen leaves are thrown into the ash pit not far away to compose.

Then he took out some dry food from his backpack, ate lunch, then took out wooden buckets to fetch water, cleaned the inside and outside of Wuming Hall, slowly wiped the furnishings in the house, and cleaned the kitchen, shed, cellar, stone table, etc.

After the inside and outside were refreshed, he went to the shed, threw down the broom, and picked up the hoe.

The crops and vegetables in the fields behind the temple were growing in a mixed manner with various weeds, and the situation in the medicinal fields and flower fields was also a bit chaotic. These two are fine work, and they are not too anxious or fast, but Fangchang is very patient and has a lot of spare time. In the next two days, he stayed in the fields and served the crops, vegetables, flowers, and medicinal materials.

Fang Chang took back the hoe.

The fields in front of them have become neat and clean, and look pleasing to the eye. The land has been hoeed and soft, which can not only retain water but also suitable for crop growth, and there are even half of weeds. The same is true for medicinal fields and flower fields not far away.

He put the hoe back, changed to another iron bucket, and took the shovel.

In fact, Fang Chang had made wooden barrels before, and they were slinged by themselves with wooden boards and copper and iron sheets. But later he found that it was better to cast a thick iron barrel directly, and for him, the extra weight was no different. So Fang Chang later used iron barrels to carry water.

A canal was temporarily dug, and water was diverted from Huanhua Creek to the farmland, and the crop fields and vegetable beds were irrigated. The water was carried behind and the flowers and herbs were carefully watered according to different characteristics before the completion was considered complete.

Compared to when I just came back, the Xianqi Cliff is completely new.

Everything in all places on the cliff has a comfortable rhythm. Even if the most picky obsessive-compulsive disorder comes here, praise will come from the bottom of your heart.

Fang Chang looked at all this on the cliff and felt very satisfied.

He returned to the shed, carried the old friend's vine basket on his back, and threw it in with an iron axe, and then went out to go down the mountain.

Walking down the plank road, Fang Chang turned around and entered the depths of Yunzhong Mountain. The cellar on the cliff was not short of food, there were also various pickled vegetables and cured flavors that were resistant to storage. There were also various fresh vegetables in the vegetable bed. I just waited to catch the chickens placed in the forest on the cliff, and there would be no shortage of eggs, but in the end, there were few seasonal mountain delicacies and wild game.

Moreover, there is not much salt in the kitchen, so he has to go to the cave to dig some salt to use.

The scenery along the way is pleasant.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and most of them are thriving wood plants.

When I returned from the bottom of the mountain, there were a few large pieces of salt in the basket behind Fangchang, and a sika deer that had lost its vital signs, as well as many fruits and delicious plant stems and leaves on the mountain. These are good things that can only be eaten in Yunzhong Mountain in this season, and it is rare to see outside the mountain.

In addition, he also carried six large pieces of wood up.

They were all good pine trees of similar age. After being cut down by him, they removed the branches with an axe, and cut them off the middle section and carried them back.

The pine wood in the mountains is solid and flexible, and it is excellent to be used as beams and pillars.

Fang Chang was preparing to find more interesting things for himself in the next long time. Lingjue told him that this might help him understand the way he practiced and take a step further on the road of cultivation.

It can both relax and practice, which is a win-win situation.

Win twice by yourself.

So he was very interested in making work plans for himself.

Throwing a few beams and pillars next to the shed, put the harvested game and salt into the kitchen, Fang Chang first returned to his house, opened the backpack thrown at the head of Nuanyu's bed, and began to take stock of the debris inside.

Since the package behind him became very capable, Fang Chang has developed the habit of stuffing various things into it.

Whether it is the things he bought, the strange plants and minerals he saw on the road, various tools and utensils he had when he was on the way, the leftover food he had brought down the mountain, the exchanged coins strings, or the seizures he had experienced during the disaster, he stuffed them into his back, which made it very complicated.

Fang Chang was ready to clean the inside and return it to his own position.
Chapter completed!