Wang Yao took a hand lamp and checked around. There was not much damage this time, but a few gentian plants had their leaves pulled out. I think the other party reacted very quickly. He should have stopped destroying when he heard something moving in the house, then turned around and ran away.
Wang Yao stood on the mountain, looked into the distance, and saw a corner of the village. Under the night, the mountain village was very quiet.
"Some people really won't shed tears until they see the coffin!"
Early the next morning, it started to rain lightly, and the autumn rain was very cool.
Wang Yao watered the herbs planted in the medicine field as usual. Although it was raining, it could not compare with the magical ancient spring water.
After finishing his work, he went back to the house and started to select medicinal materials and brew Chinese medicine according to the prepared prescription.
Mulberry leaves, licorice, platycodon, mint, forsythia, reed root...
inside the house,
A person, a pot, a fire, a bit of medicinal fragrance,
outside the house,
Continuous autumn rain, quiet Nanshan,
Such a day is suitable for doing a lot of things, such as finding a place to drink a cup of coffee, reading a good book at home, or looking at the rain and thinking about something, or having a good sleep. Rainy days are usually very quiet.
Wang Yao is in the hut, looking at the flames, smelling the aroma of medicine, and boiling Chinese medicine. He is not boring or boring, and he enjoys it.
Burdock, Nepeta, Silver Flower, Bamboo Leaf...
Atractylodes, Poria, yam, lotus seeds, licorice...
Perhaps it was because of the rainy day that Wang Yao felt particularly calm. At the end of the day, he had successfully brewed three medicines, and the sky had not yet darkened in the afternoon.
Phew, Wang Yao breathed a long sigh of relief, extinguished the fire, cleaned the "Baicao Pot", and stretched his body.
"That's it for today."
In less than two days, he had successfully brewed four doses of medicine. The progress of the task was much faster than he imagined, so there was no rush.
He sat on a chair, took out the "Natural Sutra" and began to read silently.
Although he did not understand the specific meaning of the scriptures, he could still vaguely understand the mystery in it. When Wang Yao felt happy, he had not touched the basics of Qi Guiding. , that is, the method of breathing in and out, I suddenly touched the threshold today.
Hiss, whoosh...
The essence of the Tao is secretly hidden, and the extreme of the Tao is dim and silent. Ignore and listen, embrace the spirit and be still, and the body will straighten itself... The way of nature is always clear, the way of yin and yang is always quiet, the way of being a human being is always meridians, which is called the natural meridians. The Tao is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and the earth; the Tao is heartless, running the sun and the moon; the Tao is nameless, nourishing all things... Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature...
This "Natural Sutra" is not very long, and it does not take a long time to recite it once. Wang Yao read it very slowly. Firstly, the text was obscure, and secondly, he also wanted to understand the philosophy contained in it. During his sleep, the sky darkened, but he seemed not to feel it and continued to read the scriptures silently.
Buzz, the phone rang suddenly. Wang Yao closed the book, then put it back into the system, saying "What a pity" to himself.
Just now, he seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, as if he had touched something, seen something, and felt something. With just a sound, everything disappeared.
"This scripture is indeed extraordinary!"
"Hello, Mom?"
"I went home for dinner and I haven't seen you all day!" Zhang Xiuying's concerned voice came from the phone.
"I know, Mom."
Wang Yaosuo closed the door, held an umbrella, and went down the mountain.
The mountains in the rain are very quiet, especially when the sky is dark, and the silence is a bit scary.
Wang Yao was already used to it. He went down the mountain and returned home. The meal was already on the table, including four dishes and one soup, including fish and meat.
"Wow, it's so rich. What day is it today?" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense and wash your hands quickly."
"Why!"
A family of three eating happily.
"Are you going up the mountain at night?"
"Well, I'm a little uneasy." Wang Yao said.
"Mom is worried about you being alone in the mountains at night!" Zhang Xiuying said this more than once.
"Aren't there still three delicacies?" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Why don't you let your dad go up the mountain to accompany you?"
"Don't be ridiculous. There's only one bed in that cabin. It's really fine. Just keep it in your mind!"
After all, Wang Yaocai gave up those thoughts in his mother's mind.
After eating and chatting for a while, Wang Yao went out with an umbrella and went up the mountain.
"Old Wang, why didn't you say anything just now? Please advise him!" Wang Yao went out, and Zhang Xiuying immediately blamed the boss.
Wang Fenghua just smoked silently there.
"Let him grind!" It took him a while to say this.
"What, didn't you disagree with him growing medicinal herbs a few days ago?"
Wang Fenghua said nothing after hearing this. He happened to have a meal with the village party secretary a few days ago. During the meal, the village party secretary Wang Jianli drank a little too much and talked too much. He remembered a few words very clearly.
"Your Wang Yao is a formidable young man! He knows people's feelings and understands accidents. The whole village has taken the wrong look!"
In the village, Wang Jianli often praises people, but it is all superficial. People who are familiar with him know that when he praises people after drinking, he really praises them. Such words are not suitable for a young person. It's a great compliment.
It was also that time that made Wang Fenghua realize that his son had really changed.
Let it be up to him, right
Wang Yao went up to Nanshan Mountain with a hand lantern, and it didn't take long to reach the hut. A door blocked out the wind and rain.
The lights turned on, and in the deep mountains, gentle chanting could be heard.
The rain outside the house fell quietly and did not stop until late at night.
The next day, the weather suddenly became much cooler.
After watering the medicinal field, I climbed up Nanshan Mountain, sat down on a rock on the mountain, and silently practiced the breathing and breathing method taught in the "Natural Sutra".
He had checked this scripture online. It was rumored to be written by Taoist Jinxian Guangchengzi. However, the ones he found on the internet were different from what the system provided. Not only were there fewer scriptures, but there was no basic guidance at all. The art of introduction is like an abridged version.
Wang Yao closed his eyes and narrated silently. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the sun started to rise.
In the early morning, the vitality is the strongest and the sunshine is mild. It is not as sunny as at noon, so it is suitable for breathing.
After sitting on the Nanshan Mountain for about an hour, Wang Yao went down the mountain and went into the hut to continue brewing medicine when he saw people starting to go up the mountain road.
Moo, ah, a herd of cattle and sheep went up the mountain along the mountain road.
"Uncle, so early?"
"ah."
"Hey, what does it smell like?"
"It smells like herbal medicine. I wonder what that boy from the Fenghua family is up to?"
“I’ve been on Nanshan all day and not looking for a job!”
"Well, farming is pretty good!" the old man said while smoking his pipe and looking at the hut in the distance.
"What's so good about it? Can you make money?!" The middle-aged man looking at the hoe said disdainfully.
"It's better to bully a white-headed man than a poor young man!"
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