Yuan Jia didn't think of this, but since the old man said it, the curious Yuan Jia had to know the reason. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Puzzled, he asked, "Why?"

The old man seemed to be a little unhappy when he said this, and said a little casually: "He is the main member of that experiment, and he is also the most critical of those members of the Colorful Lingzhi!" His idea seems to be to want to know the possibility of transferring the effect of the Colorful Lingzhi to other things, I thought he was going to transfer its taste to another thing with a better taste, and then I learned from you that the Colorful Lingzhi is a medicine, so it seems that he wants to transfer the medicinal power to other places. ”

Yuan Jia had never heard of this word, but he had also heard that some crazy pharmacists would conduct countless experiments on a drug in order to explore the infinite possibilities of this medicine, and it seemed that the owner of this "Fang Cao Village" was also a crazy pharmacist!

Along the way, the old man Huoxiao didn't say a word, his face was obviously unhappy, and Yuan Jia didn't dare to provoke him, since he knew him, Yuan Jia had never seen the old man Huoxiao with such a gloomy face, it seems that he has a bad relationship with the owner of this "Fang Caozhuang"!

Not long after the two walked in such a delicate atmosphere, Yuan Jia found that the clouds and mist in front of him began to decrease significantly, and the surrounding scenery began to be no longer a simple mountain rock, more or less flowers and plants slowly appeared on the mountain rocks, and the further they went, the more flowers and plants appeared.

Gradually, the clouds were removed, and a small manor appeared in front of Yuan Jia's eyes, a three-meter-high wall built with white stone bricks and tiles outside the manor, making it impossible for Yuan Jia to look at the scenery inside, and there were two white jade lions at the gate who were not angry and self-assured, and there was nothing unusual in addition, the gate made of paulownia wood looked a little simple, and the plaque on the door read "Fang Caozhuang" in black letters Three big characters, the font is square and strict, each stroke is according to the appearance of the ancient characters one by one copy of the plate, it seems that the person who writes the plaque is a person who is obsessed with the system and does not seek change.

The old man grinned, and pushed open the gate with an uncomfortable face, showing the scenery in this gate in Yuanjia's eyes.

This is a standard Jiangnan house layout, there is no such as Qiao Taigong's poor and extravagant mansion, but it exudes a scholarly atmosphere, each piece of flowers and plants seems to be placed in accordance with the close design, the building materials of the house are mainly composed of yellow wood, and then built with red paulownia wood, and then carved beams and painted buildings by the carvers, showing a unique style.

Walking into the door, a charming fragrance came to the face, it was the fragrance that belonged to nature, and it was also an aroma that did not need to be modified by others, Yuan Jia saw butterflies and bees frolicking wantonly on the bright stamens, some young sons and beauties walked in groups in this pavilion, most of them held a classic book in their hands, and their mouths were talking, as if they were discussing something with the people next to them.

And from some rooms faintly came the fragrance of some medicinal herbs, and a faint fire could be seen through the window paper, which seemed to be the person who made the medicine according to the old man who laughed at the fire.

And the old man who was standing in front of Yuan Jia still had a stinky face, as if the people here owed him much money, he straightened his clothes, and regardless of the people around him, he shouted at the houses in the north: "Zhao Cong!

The sound of the old man laughing was like a bronze bell, swept away like a wave, like a gust of wind, Yuan Jia suddenly felt a pain in his eardrums, and his brain was also a little buzzing, and the people walking through the pavilions and pavilions also felt a sudden pain in their eardrums at the same time, and even some houses had some cracks, which showed the strength of its sound waves!

As soon as the old man's words fell, a majestic momentum was suddenly released in the house to the north, and an old man in a blue-green robe stepped into the air from there, this old man's beard was white, although his face was a little thin, but his eyes revealed an incomparable spirit, and his face was older than the old man Huoxiao, and the blue-green robe on his body was embroidered with some bright flowers and plants like dragonflies, making his robe look a little fancy.

As he slowly approached, Yuan Jia could gradually smell a fresh and soft medicinal fragrance approaching him, and the pain in his ears was somewhat relieved by the smell.

"Cripple, this is a public place, let's go to the house and say something!" The old man named Zhao Cong's voice was crisp and good, and there was a hint of anger in his soft voice, it seemed that he was dissatisfied with the behavior of the old man who laughed just now.

The old man dug out his ears disappreciably, and said with some resentment: "Okay! Don't talk to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to climb this damn mountain, quickly arrange a room for me to rest!"

Zhao Cong raised his eyebrows and waved his hand at the back, and the people who were originally holding books and talking eloquently in the back saw Zhao Cong's gesture after returning to normal, and they all slowly returned to various rooms.

Zhao Cong said: "Dead lame, don't you think it's too troublesome to climb this mountain, or is it faster to get the colorful Lingzhi from us?"

The old man did not reveal the slightest information that he was here to take the Colorful Lingzhi, but the old man in the green shirt had already speculated that the old man Huoxiao had come to obtain the Colorful Lingzhi on this trip, and it seemed that this person was a wise person!

The old man smiled disdainfully and said, "I asked you if you would give it?" Do you want Lao Tzu to come and beg you, look at your sassy appearance!"

Zhao Cong said without changing his face: "It's not that we don't give it, will there be less colorful Lingzhi that you get from us, whether you take it or steal it? And now our research on Colorful Lingzhi has entered a critical period, and there are signs of success, so we can't take out even a single Colorful Lingzhi now! Oh! By the way, there is something you probably don't know yet, right? Colorful Lingzhi is actually a medicinal herb, not food!"

After hearing this, the old man who laughed at the fire didn't know whether it was because he was angry or because he was poked at himself, his face was flushed, and he stared at him with round eyes and shouted, "Old ...... Father...... Lao Tzu already knew!"

Yuan Jia secretly laughed after hearing this, Zhao Cong was explaining why they no longer gave the old man the fire smile the reason why the colorful lingzhi was no longer given, and the last sentence was probably laughing at the old man.

Zhao Cong pretended to be surprised and smiled: "You know? It's not easy! I thought you had always regarded us as the ones who provided the ingredients!"

Before the old man could get angry and take the next sentence, Zhao Cong looked at Yuan Jia with a puzzled look in his eyes and asked, "Eh, who is that child? Your son? I remember that you don't seem to have a wife!"

The old man waved his hand and said: "No, that's a little ghost who just came from outside, it just so happens that he also needs the colorful lingzhi to save his friend, so I will take him to the top of the mountain to pick some colorful lingzhi, and I can save you from looking at your face!"

Zhao Cong laughed out loud and said, "I'll just say how do you know that Colorful Lingzhi is not food, no wonder someone told you!"

The old man didn't refute him unexpectedly, but looked left and right a little uncomfortably, ignoring Zhao Cong's wanton ridicule.

Zhao Cong tried hard to stop laughing, beckoned to Yuan Jia, who was standing not far behind the old man Huoxiao, and said with a friendly smile: "Child, don't stand so far! Come on, come here, be talked to by us old guys!"

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