The pilgrimage that lasted for more than half a month finally disappeared. Like the strange wind that Zhong'er called a tornado forty-three years ago, it came in an instant, raged for a while, and then stopped abruptly.

What was left to Xinghua Village, in addition to the wild wolves, completely broke the original peaceful and leisurely days of the villagers.

For a long time to come, the villagers did not escape from this almost crazy scene.

They are still fascinated by the process of what happened, how it developed, and all kinds of anecdotes and jokes that have arisen from it.

For example, the sour jujube lady went to the mountain and found a soil worm. After drinking the cold spring water, she pulled her stomach for several days, and the whole person lost a lot of weight, and she walked with a snarky child.

What the full moon asks for is guano like guano. After drinking it, I always suspect that what I drank was bird droppings.

When she thought about it, she was sick to her stomach. Vomit and can't vomit, don't vomit and be suspicious, and eat all day long.

Of course, not all negative voices, but also positive statements. Mao Qing said that when he was young, he suffered from backache and leg pain due to the cold, but he drank the magic medicine he obtained on the top of the mountain, and he was much better for a while.

According to his mother-in-law, that day, she and Maoqing went to ask for medicine, and they only thought about prayer for a while, and forgot to look at the bowl in time.

After a long time, I lifted the red cloth and saw that there were dozens of ants crawling in the bowl.

Mao Qing hurriedly ran to the divine spring, scooped up water and drank it. A few days after returning home, the backache and leg pain have been reduced a lot, and I still don't feel sore.

Mao Qing is an honest and honest master, and is recognized by the old and young masters of Xinghua Village. As a result, his words are very persuasive.

Those who think that the miracle medicine does not work dare not argue anymore, so they can only secretly find out the reason for their own body.

Could it be that he was not sincere and determined when he asked for medicine, and he did not get the favor of Xian'er, etc. Most of the villagers' arguments only stay on the surface of things, and if they lack deep thinking, they seem to be floating, as if they have no brains.

Zhenfu squatted quietly at home and deeply dissected the whole incident. He realized his stupidity, missed a great opportunity to make a fortune, and scolded himself for being a fool.

Just imagine, at that time, I already knew that I had to bring new cloth, new bowls, and new chopsticks to the mountain to seek medicine, so why didn't I think of going to the town to buy a batch of goods.

Those who are hot-headed and can't find anything to buy from him will definitely come to him to buy them. As long as the price is raised a little, wouldn't it be a small fortune to sit back and enjoy it?

As a result, he began to ponder how to find another way, find unpopular people to take advantage of loopholes, make his own home, and make himself rich.

Of course, he would never talk to anyone about such thoughts. He was afraid that the villagers would learn from him to take advantage of the gaps, and he would be able to make anyone's money.

At the same time, he was also secretly looking forward to when Jin Lian would make some more movements, and it would be better to make a bigger and more lively noise than this time.

While Zhenfu was pondering, Xylophone was also reflecting, thinking about some of the inspirations he had gained from this matter.