Reborn 1980, Mountains Have Spirits, I Have Fields

Chapter 291 Cornucopia

According to Xiao Lingmei's renovation news, sooner or later the things hidden in the yard will be found out. Since the house cannot be obtained, Wang Dingshu decided to act first.

But where is the stuff hiding?
With his eyes closed, he drew the figure of the house inch by inch in his mind, and finally settled on the grape arbor in the middle of the yard.

It's not that he hasn't dug the ground in the yard.

But I always feel like something is missing.Yes, is there any place that I have been neglecting?

He opened his eyes suddenly: grape roots!

There was rumbling thunder outside the window.

It's raining.

It's raining, it's raining, Xiao Lingmei has to stop working!

He immediately called out: "Get ready. Follow me tonight."

On a rainy night, a group of people sneaked into the quiet courtyard with their ponchos and tools.

Lingmei watched them wielding their shovels in the space, and the sticky and wet soil quickly piled up into small mounds.

Jin Yuanbao asked her, "Do you want to stop it?"

Lingmei gently rubbed its chin: "Wouldn't it be nice for someone to help us dig out treasures for free?"

The grape roots dug out are deep and thick, with a radius of several miles.

Wang Dingshu called to stop.

He himself jumped into the big pit, splashing countless muddy dust.

The subordinates above helped him hold the umbrella, and he roughly ripped open the roots of the grapes, which made Mei's brows tighten in distress.

Wang Dingshu tried his best to dig the soil, and finally, he touched a piece of cold iron.

"Found it. Found it!"

But the iron box has been tightly entangled by grape roots for hundreds of years. He raised the iron handle excitedly and wanted to cut off the roots and shovel it down.He widened his eyes in astonishment, thinking of the evil things that happened in this yard recently, his heart was trembling.

"Look, sir, the grape roots are moving, they're moving!"

The grape roots automatically retracted like a receding sea, and then slowly pushed out a huge iron box.

After being frightened, Wang Dingshu held the box and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Bless the ancestors, bless the ancestors!"

Xiao Jin looked at his crazy look, and sneered: "Your ancestors have already reincarnated. Bless you ass. Isn't that my master's ability?"

Wang Dingshu came prepared.

He brought various cutting tools.

The sharp and loud sound was amplified in the night, but no one seemed to hear it, and not even a single light in the nearby houses was turned on.

This was a weird thing, but Wang Dingshu, who was in a state of madness, didn't notice any abnormality at all.

As the continuous metal sound like dragon chant echoed in the courtyard, the iron cover was successfully pried open.

Everyone can't wait to put their heads in the iron box.

However, they only saw a pile of millet, which was still fresh and plump.

Wang Dingshu was stunned, and then laughed: How could the ancestors hide the treasures without setting off some smoke bombs?He gave an order, and everyone followed him to clean up the millet in the box layer by layer.

Wang Dingshu's movements became faster and faster, becoming more and more impatient, and even jumped into the box. Soon, most of the grain in the box had been dug out, and the treasure he was expecting was still missing.

"Bring the Luoyang shovel!"

A shovel to the bottom, pulled up, the shovel is full of broken chaff and rice stalks.

Wang Dingshu couldn't believe it: How could the ancestors bury a large box of grain in the ancestral house?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

These grains are still fresh, so - he sat down on the grain pile: So, Xiao Lingmei has secretly taken the treasure?Then bury some worthless things to trick him?

For a moment, his complexion changed from rosy and pale with excitement.

Lingmei sighed: "That's grain from 500 years ago. It's a cultural relic with great research value."

The iron box has bottomed out.Wang Dingshu, who was sweating profusely, sat in the box and gasped for breath.

He has been chasing the family treasure for so many years, but the result is that people get ahead of him?

He hid his face and laughed until tears streamed down his face.

His subordinates dare not speak.

Anyone who has pursued a belief for many years suddenly collapses will not feel good.

It took a long time before Wang Dingshu climbed out of the iron box.

"Let's go."

The subordinates looked at the mess in the courtyard: just leave like this?
Some people don't give up, and feel that although there is no treasure in the iron box, it is extraordinary that the iron box has not rotted or rotted for hundreds of years.But a few people pushed it together, damn it.Without the hundreds of catties of grain in it, it was still too heavy to move.

No way, they can only return empty-handed.

On a rainy night, Wang Dingshu came here in high spirits and returned angrily.

After they left, the roots of the grapes mobilized again, pulling the iron box back into the soil like an octopus covering its tail.

In the morning, the rain stopped.

Ling Mei rushed to the small courtyard first, collected the 500-year-old grains, and moved them into the space together with the huge iron box.

When the construction team arrived, they saw only a mess in the courtyard.

"Is this another burglary? Why is it endless?"

Lingmei smiled: "It's okay. They won't come here again."

Without interference, the decoration of the courtyard can proceed smoothly.

In the evening, when Lingmei finally had time to enter the space, she was dumbfounded for a moment.

In the space, rice, wheat, corn, various bean seedlings, and some fruit tree seedlings occupy most of the space.She had almost nowhere to go.

"Xiao Jin." Ling Mei exclaimed, "What's going on?"

Xiao Jin pulled it out from the ground: "Aren't these the seeds in the iron box. I planted them for you."

Lingmei was speechless: "I'm not surprised that seeds from 500 years ago can still grow alive. I'm surprised that you can tell the difference between rice and dry rice?"

Xiao Jin choked, and couldn't help but glance at the rice fields with a guilty conscience.Ok.He's all in the water.

Lingmei shook her head and inspected the rice seedlings with a sigh.Fortunately, judging from the growth situation, it is indeed rice, and Xiao Jin can be regarded as being wrong.

"I don't know which variety of rice it is." Lingmei kept a growth record habitually.Calculated the time for the next fringe, according to the current growth rate of the space, it will mature in two months.

After taking care of the crops, Lingmei began to study the huge iron box.

The iron box looks square from the outside.There are not even a few patterns on the surface.But from the inside, it is a belly-shaped arc, and there is not a very obvious dividing line.

Xiao Jin used a little skill, the outer skin of the iron box peeled off piece by piece, finally revealing a large four-legged round tripod that only glowed with purple-gold light.

Ling Mei walked around the Yuanding for a few times, and said in surprise, "It turned out to be a tripod?"

Xiaojin clicked his tongue in admiration: "The tripod made of purple gold is amazing."

Lingmei rested her chin on her hand and asked, "What's the use?"

Xiao Jin gave her a blank look: "Have you heard of the cornucopia?"

Ling Mei raised her eyebrows, and threw Xiao Jin into the cauldron with the force of thunder.

Xiao Jin yelled loudly, crawled out of the tripod, and shouted angrily: "Xiao Lingmei, why are you crazy?!"

Ling Mei stared at Ding for a while, disappointed: "It seems that there is no movement!"

Shouldn't one Xiaojin be thrown in and ten Xiaojins jump out?
Xiao Jin roared: "You watch too many cartoons, can you grow your brain? This is a cornucopia, not a womb!"

Lingmei laughed along: "Then what's the use of it?"

Xiao Jin sighed: "Look at so many rice grains that have been kept intact for hundreds of years, it must have the function of keeping the blind seeds fresh."

Ling Mei frowned: "That's similar to the function of our space."

Xiaojin jumped into the Lingquan with a plop, and took out the Zifei that Lingmei had set out before.

After soaking in the Lingquan for two years, Zi Fei's jade quality became more transparent.

Zifei fell into the tripod and made a clear and crisp sound, which sounded like a dragon's chant.

Xiao Jin threw a few more stones into it, clapped his hands and said, "Okay. Let's take a look again in a few days."

Ling Mei saw Xiao Jin's nagging, which aroused her curiosity.

(End of this chapter)