"How do you all get rid of pests?"
Li Ping'an asked.
Bi Qing hesitated, then opened his little mouth.
He stuck out a long tongue and wrapped it around a flying insect.
With a sharp flick, he drew it back into his mouth.
"Like this~"
The little girl: Σ(⊙▽⊙!!!
She lowered her head and stuck out her own tongue, but no matter how far she stretched it, she couldn't see it.
So amazing!
Li Ping'an smiled and told the girl, "Go get Old Ox. Tell him to stop digesting his food."
"Oh~"
The little girl ran off, pinching her tender pink tongue with one hand.
Soon, Old Ox ambled over, rubbing his belly.
"Old Ox, time to work!"
Li Ping'an rolled up his sleeves.
Old Ox bent all four legs and lay down on the ground.
"Moo~"
Tired. This Niu Niu doesn't feel like moving today.
Li Ping'an patted his big rump.
"Stop being so precious. Once we're done, we can even have beef tonight."
Old Ox took various tools out of his Storage Ring, gripping a sickle in his hoof.
"Moo!"
The breeze carried the scent of freshly turned earth.
It mingled with the smell of green grass and the fragrance of all kinds of flowers.
The two little frog Daoist acolytes, Bi Qing and Bi An, stood with their little mouths slightly open and their eyes round as saucers.
Their bodies remained utterly motionless, like wooden figures.
The earthy fragrance among the flowers and trees seemed to seep into their skin.
It spread across their tender faces, and their heads and bodies trembled slightly of their own accord.
The two little acolytes looked at the herb field they had tended for so many years.
They actually felt as though seas had turned into mulberry fields, the people