Chapter 193: Hanged ghost

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Han Cheng still leaned back his neck inch by inch and searched on the branches, looking up for a long time, making his neck a little stiff and his head dizzy.
Do we need to push back the sericulture?
This is not a big piece of mulberry trees, with a total of 28 mulberry trees with roots above the mouth of the bowl. He has seen it for more than half, and still no trace of silkworm cocoons.
He lowered his head and moved his stiff neck, thinking a little disappointed.
Why is Fu Jiang missing?
He looked around, but he didn't see the shadow of Fu Jiang, thinking with some doubts in his heart, he was about to call out twice.
"God! Look!"
The sound of wood surprise suddenly sounded at this moment. Han Cheng followed his reputation. Under a mulberry tree with a thick bowl, the wood fingered the sky, his face facing him, his face full of surprises.
Fu Jiang, this guy likes to run wild after he comes out. He didn't have the experience of disappearing before. He would come back by himself every time he ran for a while.
There is such a precedent, and Han Cheng didn't think much about it this time. When he saw the look of wood, he knew about the silkworm. In all likelihood, there were results.
At the moment, I was busy going to Mu Mu, and he just forgot about the blessing general.
"Look."
Wood pointed to a place above and spoke again.
Han Cheng looked in the direction he was pointing, and looked at it for a while before he saw a little thing hanging on a branch.
It's not big, it's not expected to be as thick as his little finger, and it's like an oval stick.
I don’t know if it’s been hanging on the branch for a long time. After the wind and sun, the skin is dark brown.
As the wind blows, it is still swaying, much like an undead hanged ghost.
Han Chengyixi, he shouldn't be wrong, this is it!
At the moment, I don't need anyone else to do it, I hug the tree, climb up, climb the branch and pull the mulberry branch with the ‘hanged ghost’ over, and break it with my hand.
When pulling up the branch, I was pleasantly surprised to find that there were two hanging ghost cocoons hanging next to the head of this branch.
Before getting down the tree, he put the branch with the cocoon in front of him and looked at it impatiently.
Han Cheng is not unfamiliar with silkworms. He was raised to play when he was a child. Sometimes he would put two or three in an empty matchbox and take them to school.
Han Cheng looked at the cocoon that had spanned tens of thousands of years before his eyes. After the initial surprise, he was disappointed.
Because this cocoon produced much smaller cocoons than the silkworms he had raised in his childhood.
Moreover, the cocoons are still thin, and when they are slightly pinched with your hands, the cocoons will collapse.
There are five cocoons like this.
Thinking this way, I couldn't help but shook his head and smiled. It is already very good to be able to find cocoons at this time. Where can I pay attention to so much?
It is not known how many generations of silkworms have been bred for later generations. How can these wild silkworms, which are tens of thousands of years old, compare with them.
Of course, if you think so, it is inevitable that you will feel lost, because it means that the silkworm must be cultivated slowly like rape, millet, and pheasant.
Holding a branch with silkworm cocoons in his hand, he slipped down the tree. Han Cheng pulled down a cocoon vigorously and turned it over to see that one end of the cocoon had been broken, and the cut was a little black.
Unsurprisingly, the silkworm chrysalis inside was gone, only some dried and broken skins remained inside, presumably they had already emerged as moths, and after mating, they became immortal completely.
Han Cheng sobbed his nose, it seems that he will continue to look for silkworms until next spring...
I just thought that there would be silkworm cocoons in the fall, but once the cocoons were formed, it would take a few days for the silkworms to break out of the cocoons, accomplishing good deeds, and forget about the death of their eggs.
But it's good, at least it is certain that there are silkworms here. Knowing this, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can definitely find the silkworms.
Of course, it is also very likely that the killer "Yang Lazi" hidden under the green leaves has not found the silkworm.
Han Cheng looked at the three silkworm cocoons in his hand, and then at the bare mulberry tree, he felt that something was wrong.
Ordinarily, according to the speed at which silkworms can go through a cycle in more than a month, their reproductive ability will never be lower than that of rabbits. Since there are silkworms here, there should be many silkworm cocoons on this mulberry tree in autumn.
But now it is so scarce, which is really puzzling.
Han Cheng's incomprehension only lasted for a short period of time, and a group of noisy birds flapping their wings across the sky and dropping objects solved his doubts.
Seeing that he touched his nose and threw the stone wood towards the flying bird angrily, Han Cheng couldn't help but at the same time, his doubts about the number of wild silkworms were also eliminated.
When the crowd saw that the Son of God was happy, they all gathered around to see what the Son of God was looking for.
The experience of more than a year tells them that it is definitely not Fanpin that can be regarded by the son of God and treated so seriously!
After seeing the true face of this thing, the big brother and others couldn't help but look at each other.
Obviously, he didn't understand what the son wanted such a thing for.
Someone asked the doubts in his mind, Han Cheng in a good mood smiled and said, "Make clothes."
After speaking, he pulled the animal skins around him and added: "It's like this."
After everyone understood Han Cheng's meaning, they were even more puzzled. This fur is very comfortable to wear. Why does the son of God have to use this thing to make clothes and wear.
And this thing is so small, how can it be worn on the body!
Could it be that the handle on this thing was tied with a string and then wrapped around the body in circles?
This look is too weird.
But it should be cool to wear this way on hot days...
Some people like to use their brains, looking at the cocoon in Han Cheng's hands, they began to develop their brains.
Han Cheng didn't know what this man thought, if he knew it, he would definitely be amused.
The purpose of coming today has been achieved, it is time to go back.
Han Cheng thought in a good mood, ready to take someone back, and looked around, but he still didn't see Fu Jiang.
This playful guy.
Han Cheng was so agitated and thought about spoiling, then he shouted:
"Fortune General~!"
The voice came from afar in the empty forest.
After yelling twice, Han Cheng looked around in place, waiting for this guy who was too happy to come over.
In the past, as long as Han Cheng greeted him with two voices, I didn’t know that Fu Jiang who was hiding there would soon come over at a speed of 100 meters~EbookFREE.me~ Sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail, he bounced around Hancheng jump.
However, after waiting for a long time today, I didn't wait for the familiar figure.
Han Cheng's heart was originally very relaxed, but with a sudden jump, he suddenly became nervous.
He suppressed the anxiety in his heart, told himself not to think about it, and then called out.
The voice was a bit louder than before, with anxiety and a trace of anxiety in it.
The forest with fallen leaves was as quiet as ever, except for a few small beasts not far away that were frightened by the sound and ran away without a trace. There was no other movement.
Han Cheng's heart was raised, and he hurriedly asked everyone if anyone noticed where Fu Jiang had gone and when he had not seen him.
Everyone only noticed this when Han Cheng shouted Fu Jiang. At this time, they were trying their best to think about it. However, apart from knowing that Fu Jiang had been here, all the others did not know.
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