Chapter 5 (2/2)

What’s more important is that there is not a single wisp of gray smoke in this s.p.a.ce.

Green smoke with various thickness circles gra.s.s and tree. However, the color of smoke flowing over the spring is blue. Is it the diverse nature of things in the world?

Right. According to the five elements, plant is wood and spring is water. Exactly!

Lin Luoran suddenly understands. She fills the gla.s.s cup with spring water and heads out. The sapling beside the pond catches her sight. It did have worked hard to bear that red fruit last night. Therefore, Lin Luoran pours half a gla.s.s of water on it.

Spring water seeps into the soil and is drank by the sapling happily. Meanwhile, the green smoke around it gets thicker as the sapling itself becomes livelier.

Lin Luoran is satisfied and gets out of the s.p.a.ce with half a gla.s.s of water.

The fleet flower almost droops down to the ground, very unhappy with its master’s slow move. Lin Luoran carefully pours the water into the pot.

As it absorbs the water, it gets more green smoke around the veins and prevails the gray smoke.

Lin Luoran makes sure that she is not hallucinating. After “drinking” half gla.s.s of spring water, the dying fleet flower is rapidly becoming vivid.

It is not an illusion that it also grows taller a little bit because the root has raised.

Lin Luoran rubs her eyes. Even in this second, the fleet flower grows a little bit compared with the last second!

G.o.d! The spring water is more effective than any other fertilizers!

Lin Luoran is pleased. She looks at the fleet flower like it is a stack of money. She has always been self-restraint, but smile crawls all over her face right now.

She urges to try out her ability. Holding the pot, Lin Luoran transports into the s.p.a.ce with it.

The dirty pot doesn’t match the neat and clear s.p.a.ce at all.

Therefore, Lin Luoran pulls the fleet flower out of the pot gently. The root of the plant in her hands is three times bigger than it was back when she first picked it up, which all thanks to the spring water. Lin Luoran plans to transplant the fleet flower in the s.p.a.ce. However, she finds that except the periphery of the log cabin which she has no way to get into, the whole s.p.a.ce is covered by 3-foot-high tall gra.s.s. Where should she plant her fleet flower?

Looking around this peaceful s.p.a.ce, Lin Luoran realizes there is much for her to do.

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She takes a spatula which is given an important task as the shovel. Of course, she doesn’t have a professional hoe.

Lin Luoran uproots the gra.s.s. A while later, a one-meter square medicine field is prepared near the spring. She also picks some pebbles and makes an isolation belt around it.

Lin Luoran plants the fleet flower right in the middle of the field and sticks a thin bamboo pole for it to cling to. The gray smoke that used to surround its leaves has long been cleared up by the s.p.a.ce, and all that left around the fleet flower is thin green smoke.

The medicine field is fairly small. It is not because Lin Luoran has got lazy. Although the soil is soft and fertile, the roots of the gra.s.s are strong beyond her expectation. They hold on to the soil tightly and won’t come out.

It takes Lin Luoran a great effort to open up this medicine field and plants the fleet flower which bears her hope.

Checking on her achievements, Lin Luoran shows a satisfied smile.

Having her messy bed in mind, Lin Luoran stops to giggle and transports out of the s.p.a.ce.

It’s two o’clock in the afternoon. Will she be in time to run an errand? Lin Luoran wonders. She neatly packs the dirty sheet and quilt, as well as her sweaty clothes, preparing to throw them away as she goes out.

Even they can be cleaned, Lin Luoran doesn’t ever want to wear these greasy and smelly clothes!