Of course, this is just a feeling. I haven't tested it yet, and Fang Zheng doesn't know what it is.
Although his strength has greatly increased, Fang Zheng also feels that his vitality is somewhat lacking and his energy is not so strong.
Returning to the backyard, looking at the spiritual ginseng still standing like a pine tree with a pillar holding up the sky, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said: "Yesterday the poor monk helped you, today you have to help the poor monk."
After saying that, Fang Zheng carefully dug out the layer until the roots of the ginseng were exposed, and then gently cut off a small section of the roots. Finally cover the soil again...
Taking the roots, Fang Zheng found a flower pot and buried it directly in it. He took a deep breath and injected the spiritual energy of the Buddhist medicine into it!
A few seconds later, the soil in the flower pot trembled slightly, and then a green bud sprang out, growing rapidly in the cold wind, sprouting branches, growing leaves, falling leaves... and finally, like his father, a pillar held up the sky!
Fang Zheng couldn't help but mutter maliciously in his heart: "Ginseng, ginseng, indeed ginseng has ethics. People all have long forked branches, and they pay attention to keeping them round and not causing trouble; but you are like a pillar holding up the sky, with few branches and a thick trunk. … Those who know it are ginseng, but those who don’t know think that the earth has also welcomed spring.”
When he was thinking wildly, the spiritual ginseng had finished growing, and the last bit of Buddhist medicine spiritual energy had been absorbed by him, and he was completely at peace.
Fang Zheng was not polite, peeling off the soil in the flower pot layer by layer, and then dug out the ginseng whole. As for some roots, Fang Zheng deliberately left them behind. If there is a shortage of ginseng in the future, he can just inject the spiritual energy of Buddhist medicine into the flower pot. This will save him the trouble of digging up the ancestral ginseng root...
The main body of the spiritual ginseng is as long as a forearm! It has a light golden color, but after being left in the air for a while, it turns white, as white as jade, with a hint of yellow in the white. Fangzheng raised the ginseng high and faced the sun... The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, such a big one. Spiritual ginseng, if this is put up for auction, tsk tsk... Fang Zheng only sees small amounts of money.
Just then, a voice came: "Master, what are you looking at with a carrot? Your mouth is almost watering..."
Fang Zheng's face turned cold when he heard the words. He looked around and saw the lone wolf strolling back from outside, squinting his eyes as if he was looking at a fool.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly at Lone Wolf, but he didn't speak yet.
Lone Wolf suddenly trembled. Why did the master's smile feel so similar to when he was trying to trick someone? No matter what, let’s flatter him first! So Lone Wolf quickly shouted: "Master, you are getting more and more handsome."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately smiled: "Disciple, you have a good understanding."
"Thank you, Master. By the way, Master, what are you looking at with a carrot?" Lone Wolf breathed a sigh of relief and asked again in a mean tone.
Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Jingfa, we don't have much firewood in the kitchen. Go and pick up some. If you don't fill the firewood shed, dinner will be halved."
After saying that, Fang Zheng walked into the kitchen. When Lone Wolf heard this, he immediately looked miserable. It seemed that he had indeed stepped on a thunderbolt. But, he really didn’t understand, and he didn’t say anything...
"Junior brother, what Master is holding is not a carrot, that is his precious spiritual ginseng. Be more careful next time when you speak..." Hong Hai'er looked like a big brother, walking past with his hands behind his back in an old-fashioned manner.
The monkey followed and patted the lone wolf on the head and said: "Brother, collecting firewood is a tiring job. Junior brother wants to help you."
The lone wolf felt warm in his heart. Sure enough, the monkey had the best heart!
As a result, before the lone wolf could express his gratitude and give him a hug, he heard the monkey say: "But I suddenly realized that I am in a hurry to understand Buddhism, so I can't accompany you. Senior brother, it's freezing cold here." , the road is slippery, please pay attention to safety on the road." After saying that, the monkey clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head, and left.
The lone wolf stood there, looking at the monkey's back, and silently said in his heart: "MMP!"
"Brother, don't be angry, I'll help you!" At this moment, a voice sounded.
The lone wolf turned his head and saw the squirrel coming over in a majestic manner, waving his little paws and saying, "I'll help you pick up firewood!"
The lone wolf glanced at the cloth bag dragged behind the squirrel, rolled his eyes, and said, "Aren't you helping me collect firewood? Are you going to hitchhike to the forest to collect pine nuts?"
The squirrel laughed awkwardly...
The lone wolf shook his head helplessly, and finally took the squirrel out, but from time to time the guy glanced at the black cloth bag that the squirrel tied around his neck, licked his lips... he had something to eat.
The squirrel above his head didn't know that his delicious food had been targeted. This little guy is sitting on the wolf's head, pulling on the wolf's fur, squinting his eyes, feeling high-spirited and proud of his intelligence...
At the same time, three people came to the mountain road. An old man had a kind and gentle face. When he was not smiling, he gave people the feeling of smiling. Wearing reading glasses, but walking is not slow at all. Following the old man was a woman. If Fang Zheng saw this woman, he would recognize her. It was Jiang Ting, the little nurse from the hospital who took Monkey, Fatty and others up the mountain. The old people walking in front were Director Zhao and Zhao Yumin, the directors of the county hospital.
Walking next to Mr. Zhao is an old woman. The old woman has a serious face and looks a bit old-fashioned. She has gray hair and is wearing a simple sweater. However, when she looks around, she has the aura of a superior. If a doctor sees her, he will definitely recognize her. This person is none other than Ruan Xianghe, the director of Montenegro Central Hospital. He has a masculine name and is also a man who is vigorous and resolute in his conduct.
As early as Du Mei's inexplicable pregnancy, Dean Zhao had paid attention to Yizhi Temple. Later, when a man became pregnant with Brick, he was even more confused and even wanted to go up the mountain to find out. But when he said these words to his friend Ruan Xianghe, Ruan Xianghe gave him a direct criticism and education: "What age is this? Do you still believe this? If there are really ghosts and gods in this world, how about What do we doctors do? We go to pray to gods and worship Buddha when we are sick? As the director of a hospital, don’t you know how many monks you have treated? Why do monks come to the temple to treat illnesses when they have supernatural powers? "
After being scolded by Ruan Xianghe, Zhao Yumin thought for a while and realized that it was the same reason, so he suppressed the curiosity in his heart.
But two days ago, Dr. Sun suddenly found him and told him that someone went to Yizhi Temple and came back pregnant with a combine harvester!
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yumin almost took off his shoes and gave Dr. Sun a meal of Sole Power Pills! But when he saw the B-ultrasound picture that Dr. Sun took out, he was stunned. There really was a sharp-edged combine harvester in his belly! Thinking back to the previous events, the doubts and curiosity that had been suppressed emerged again.
So Zhao Yumin called Ruan Xianghe again and explained the situation. Ruan Xianghe was angry and annoyed: "What nonsense! Old Zhao, are you too tired recently? Are you hallucinating? You think deformed children are bricks." Forget it, now it’s a combine harvester again! Why didn’t you say that he was pregnant with an aircraft carrier? If that were the case, our country would have to support him.”
(End of chapter)