Please Kill the Demon

In the early morning of the next day, when Chu Liang opened his eyes, he realized something was wrong.

He first put down the spirit beast egg in his hand. He slept while incubating the egg last night, and he held this egg in his hand all the time, diligently performing the duties of a male mother.

Then he stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the pattering golden rain outside... again?

Why does it keep raining?

Watching the rain up and down Mount Shu, many people were also a little bit guilty.

Why is it Silver Sword Peak again?

Could it be that the real dragon has a spirit, and wants to flood Yinjianfeng to drown that Shushan bully?

All the disciples in Shushan couldn't help praying in their hearts, the real dragon, the real dragon, keep your eyes open.

This level of rain can't drown her, you'd better go to another place, let us feel it.

After Chu Liang finished washing, the rain was over. The time is still very short, the amount is not large, but it is all the essence.

He first went out to take a look at the small field of golden-patterned flowers. Yesterday he planted a crop of dragon-breathed golden-patterned berries, and a dozen or so flowers yielded a total of thirty-odd fruits.

There is also a limit to the plants that the grass spirit can give birth to, and it cannot be used every day when the soil is limited. It is acceptable to be reminded once every seven days. So now there are no fruits in the flower field, only bare flowers that are useless except for beauty.

Chu Liang measured the surrounding land with his eyes, thinking that if the size of the current flower field was increased seven times, wouldn't it be possible to achieve a daily rotation of harvests.

Establish a land fallow and rotation system to develop sustainable ecological agriculture.

I don't know why, although he has never farmed before, but the process from sowing to harvesting yesterday made him feel very cordial.

After looking forward to the appearance of the large flower fields in the future, he left Silver Sword Peak. He had something to do today.

He flew all the way to Hongmian Peak, and came to the small street stall market in Shushan.

The place is still as prosperous as before, and there are many old faces. When they saw Chu Liang, they greeted Chu Liang warmly: "It's been a long time!"

"In the past few days, there are several tea shops, which are cheaper than yours, and none of them taste as good..."

"I just like the smell of you! Uh...it's the smell of your fruit tea."

"..."

Chu Liang responded with a smile one by one. It seems that his brand effect has already been built, but unfortunately, the fruit tea industry is ready to be eliminated.

He spread out the small blanket, and first set up the small sign he had prepared.

"Promotion, buy fruit tea, give away berries."

"Yinjianfeng's specialty is the dragon's breath and gold-patterned berry, which can nourish the beauty of women and strengthen the yang of men."

Those who followed him to buy fruit tea felt a little strange, "What does this mean? You berry..."

"It's this kind of fruit." Chu Liang took out a berry, placed it next to the fruit tea, and said with a smile, "You can give it away for free when you buy fruit tea. Try it."

"Hey, that's a good thing." Everyone expressed their approval.

Anyway, they were going to buy fruit tea in the first place, so having a gift is certainly better than not having one, and the gift looks pretty good, full of juice, big and round.

"Wow, today's fruit tea still has different flavors." Someone exclaimed, as if they had won the lottery.

Gradually, the queue became longer and longer.

After everyone bought the fruit tea, they ate the golden-patterned berries in their hands without waiting to go far.

"It's so sweet! It's the first time in my life that I have eaten such a delicious fruit."

"It's really delicious, and it has a hint of spirituality...and a trace...is this the dragon's breath?"

"Although the spirituality is not strong, it should really have an effect on beauty. The dragon energy can indeed strengthen the blood, it seems to be true!"

"..."

After some exclamations, several people immediately surrounded him.

"How do you sell these berries? I want to buy more." Everyone asked.

Chu Liang smiled and shook his head: "Sorry, today's berries are a gift, and they are only given away when you buy fruit tea."

Those who were rejected complained, because they could no longer taste the berries because of the limited purchase of fruit tea. Some people began to try to ask the people who bought the fruit tea later to buy the gift berry, but the price of a single berry could not be sold, which aroused the curiosity of the latecomers and wanted to taste it for themselves.

After Chu Liang sold out all the fruit tea in stock, the focus of discussion among the people present was on the berries instead.

Purely in terms of spirituality, the golden pattern berry is definitely not comparable to those natural treasures, spiritual plants and elixir, but Chu Liang did not position it as a spiritual plant or elixir, advocating how miraculous it is.

Chuliang positioned it as a health care product.

It may be useful if you eat it, but it will be useless if you don’t eat it. Under such circumstances, the words "beautify women, strengthen yang" are particularly dazzling. Who can completely reject this possibility?

"I'm sorry everyone, the number of dragon's breath golden pattern berries planted now is limited and can only be used as a gift for fruit tea. But the production will be increased in the future, and more berries will be sold at that time, so stay tuned."

After Chu Liang announced calmly, he turned and left Hongmian Peak.

The market response for golden berries is good, and the next step is to increase production, as he said.

...

Many years later, if the black hair ball has a wisdom and a history of its own. Then in their myths and legends, there must be a demon.

In the desolate forest land not far from Shushan Mountain, the great ancestor of the black hairball suffered a brutal massacre.

That demon's name should be the Great Demon King of Chuliang.

He brandished a silver sword light all over the sky, brazenly launched an attack on the black fur balls who were indifferent to the world, and pursued them relentlessly.

There is reason to suspect that he is a pervert who takes pleasure in killing...

But they will never know.

The reason why this big devil chased and killed them was nothing more than seeking seeds.

Seriously speaking, in Chu Liang's perception, these black fur balls were much more difficult to handle than lantern monsters, because they ran so fast and were very flexible.

As long as he kills one of them, the black fur balls behind will immediately change from the rear to the front and run away immediately.

Chu Liang chased it all the way to the very depths of the forest, and managed to kill more than ten black fur balls.

Just as he was hesitating whether to continue chasing or stop, he stopped suddenly.

In the depths of the dense forest, he saw a rather shocking scene.

There is a huge black tree about three feet high. The trunk is extremely thick, and the sharp branches grow horizontally without a single leaf. The thorn-like branches are covered with black hair balls.

This tree is full of ghostly aura, it doesn't look like a tree in Yangjian at all. Chu Liang didn't know its species, so he had to call it a ghost tree for the time being.

It turns out that the black fur ball is actually the fruit of this ghost tree?

No wonder the rewards were plant seeds, because they were originally plants!

It's just that the black fur balls on the branches have no spirituality and can't move. They look very different from those black fur balls running around in the forest.

If you think about it carefully, it probably lacks a soul.

Chu Liang guessed in his heart that when the black fur balls on the branches here matured, they would fuse with an ownerless ghost, turning into those scurrying appearances he had encountered. Or, it needs to be fused with wandering souls to mature.

In short, the black hair ball is produced here.

Although this is a ghost tree, not only is it far away from human habitation, but even animals are rare. Chu Liang doesn't intend to do anything to it.

First of all, it will not cause any harm. Although it is a ghost tree, it doesn't matter if it is placed here.

If it's not necessary, he doesn't plan to attack this ghost tree that produces black fur balls. In fact, if it hadn't been attacked suddenly last time, it would not have taken action against the queen bee rashly, which also led to the disappearance of the fruit tea industry.

Secondly, Chu Liang faintly felt that even if he made a move, he might not be able to deal with this tree. It looked like it was full of yin energy, although it was quite dead at this time, but who knows if it really erupts, it will be strangely powerful.

Of course, if Chu Liang went back to the mountain to inform his elders, he would be able to clean up the ghost tree. In the final analysis, he still wanted to spend more time with the black fur ball. Although every time he encounters him, he looks like he will kill them all, but if he really wants to kill the grass, he definitely disagrees.

It is the so-called sustainable fishing.

Nothing more than is.