I have been involved in the world of cultivation for a hundred years, but I lost; I went back to my hometown to grow vegetables, and I won.
Song Yun, a cultivator in the golden elixir stage, failed to overcome the tribulation and his soul was scattered.
When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the bed in the county hospital, my phone was shattered into a spider web, and 99+ messages were pouring in - the boss was urging me to go to work, the landlord was urging me to pay rent, and my credit card was urging me to pay bills.
She was stunned for three seconds, then smiled.
In the world of cultivation for hundreds of years, she has seen sects destroyed, old friends turned into withered bones, and spiritual fields soaked with blood. Now let her go back to write PPT, squeeze into the subway, and look at the boss's face?
Think beautifully.
Resign, cancel the lease, and buy tickets all in one go. Song Yun returned to her hometown in Qingshan Town with a hoe, and planted the first seed in the three acres of wasteland left by her grandfather.
The younger sister burst into the field holding her cell phone: "Sister, what are you doing?"
"Grow vegetables."
"Then I'll start the live broadcast!"
"Whatever."
In the live broadcast room, the audience watched the fun and saw her using strange methods to loosen soil, water and set up structures. Some said she was putting on a show, others said she was faking it.
Until she picked a cucumber and took a bite at the camera.
A crisp sound rang in everyone's ears, and the barrage was quiet for three seconds, and then went crazy.
——"Anchor! Why is the cucumber glowing?!"
——"It's not glowing, it's water droplets reflecting light... Right?"
——"Sell one more! Just one! I'll pay fifty!"
Song Yun chewed cucumber and squinted at the mist-shrouded back mountains in the distance.
There, there was a white fox that had been squatting there for three days.
