Zhao Dashan said with a smile: "Yes, the medicinal materials in here are exactly the ones that Divine Doctor Mo needs, although there are only two pairs of each, I think it should be enough for Divine Doctor Mo to use for a few days, right?"

"Yes, you can. Mo Bei grinned, he thought that these medicinal materials were to cure Zhao Dashan, but he never expected that they would be the ones he needed, obviously, compared to his own condition, Zhao Dashan hoped that Mo Bei would heal his son, otherwise he would not have ordered someone to find the medicinal materials in a short time and use a helicopter to transport them to Mojiazhuang.

It is not difficult to know that in order to obtain these medicinal materials, Zhao Dashan should have spent a huge amount of money.

Zhao Dashan said again: "Divine Doctor Mo, these medicinal materials you need are relatively difficult to find, and my people have only found two, but don't worry, I have already ordered someone to look for them, and I will send them over immediately after finding them." ”

"Good. ”

After the medicinal materials arrived, Mo Bei had no intention of falling asleep, and began to prepare a medicinal bath to heal the injuries of the dantian, the medicinal bath is actually very simple, that is, put several medicinal materials into the water and boil for two hours, and then pour the medicinal liquid into the wooden barrel, and what Mo Bei has to do is to soak the body in boiling water, in order to absorb the medicinal effect, and cooperate with the internal strength of his cultivation to repair the dantian.

It's a simple step, but it's a huge challenge for anyone, especially when you get into boiling water, which is unceremoniously deadly.

Looking at the steaming wooden barrel in front of him, Mo Bei hesitated, then slowly put his hand in, and as soon as he touched the medicinal liquid inside, he subconsciously retracted as if he had been electrocuted, it was too hot and painful, and his hot fingers were almost bald!

Despite this, Mo Bei's eyes were firm, as the so-called hardships can only be driven by hardship, if you can't even cross the current difficulty, how can you talk about cultivating immortals?

Taking a deep breath, Mo Bei silently recited the Ziyang Decision, and then gritted his teeth and went directly into the barrel, when his legs just entered it, a sharp pain swept through his heart, Rao is mind was firm and let out a painful roar, because of clenching his gums, the corners of his lips even flowed out of vaguely visible blood.

In addition, he even felt that his legs seemed to be unconscious, which was an illusion caused by too much pain, and then Mo Bei slowly sat down in the barrel, revealing only one head!

Pain!

Indescribable pain enveloped him, like a stormy wave impacting his body and his soul, if he hadn't stuck to his heart and silently recited the Ziyang Decision, it was estimated that he would have fallen into a coma at this time.

The pain slowly disappeared, and Mo Bei also felt a strong medicinal effect penetrate into his skin and flow along his blood, although this medicinal effect was not as good as purple qi, but it made him feel warm in his body, especially after entering the dantian, there was an indescribable sense of comfort.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the medicinal liquid in the wooden barrel had cooled, and when he looked at Mo Bei again, his face was red as if he was drunk, but his eyes flashed with excitement.

Wow!

The boy stood up, and although his whole body was flushed, it was shocking that the scars on his body had become lighter, as if they would disappear after a few more soaks in the medicinal bath.

"It's a pity that I can't refine the pill, if I can refine the pill, I can use these medicinal materials to refine the Great Returning Pill, and then a pill can repair my injured dantian!" Mo Bei sighed, in fact, his injury is nothing to a cultivator, but it is extremely fatal to mortals, fortunately, he has the Qingdi Internal Scripture, and he can completely heal his injuries according to the above methods.

Because he couldn't absorb the purple qi, Mo Bei didn't know how much his injuries had recovered, and he could only feel it when the purple qi came from the east tomorrow morning.

After a simple shower, Mo Bei left home, at this time Meng Xiangwei and others had finished their activities for three days and two nights, everyone had already left Mojiazhuang by bus, and the villagers gathered at Yingyue Lake to share the joy of this time.

"Mo Bei, you came just in time, you can take the 20,000 yuan!"

As soon as he came to the lake, Zhang Fu beckoned to Mo Bei, he was the temporary accountant of the village, and he would settle all the expenses and receipts: "The old rule, all the ingredients they need to entertain Mr. Meng this time are purchased by the villagers at twice the market price, and the 20,000 yuan is before the fish and shrimp in the past few days!"

In order to entertain Meng Xiangwei and others, they caught a lot of fish, shrimp and crabs in the past three days, and the market price was only 10,000 yuan, which was exactly 20,000 yuan according to the double.

Mo Bei was not polite, and directly put the money away, after all, he also needs money now.

"Brother Zhang, how are the villagers' income?" asked Mo Bei with concern.

"That's a good one!" Before Zhang Fu could speak, a villager said: "Each family earned an average of two thousand yuan, in addition, those people also bought a lot of local products when they left, my family sold two roosters, one hundred and twenty yuan each, and also sold some red beans!"

"Native eggs cost a dollar, and my family sells more than 100 eggs!"

"The honeysuckle I picked last year also sold for more than 100. ”

The villagers have spoken, and the rural people feel that there is nothing rare in their lives, but the things that are not rare in their eyes are quite rare in the eyes of the city people, even if they are available in some supermarkets, the prices are very outrageous, and people subconsciously think that some of the crops grown by the people are of good quality.

Because of this, many people bought some special products before leaving, which made many people happy, because their total income in these three days was more than the income from planting three or four acres of sweet potatoes.

The villagers are very happy, but Mobei is not very happy, you must know that there are only more than 400 households in Mojiazhuang, even if there are some local specialties in the village? If there are more people who come to the village to travel, it will not be able to meet the needs of those tourists at all, so it is necessary to grow some things that are rare in the city, peanuts and sweet potatoes are the main crops, but the price is not very high.

Therefore, it is far better to grow some coarse grains, although the yield is not very high, but the price is not low, and it also saves time and effort.

Of course, Mo Bei also thinks about this, after all, this year's crops have not been harvested yet, and even if they are planted, they will have to wait until after the spring of next year.

The sun is slanting in the west, Mo Bei casually fished a ground cage in the lake, and then carried the crayfish and crabs in the cage back to the house to prepare dinner, dinner was very simple, spicy crayfish and spicy shrimp, in addition to this, he also picked two cucumbers in the vegetable garden at home, mixed with garlic, the taste was crisp and delicious.

After eating, Mo Bei returned to the house, looking at the soul locking jade at the head of the bed, he was very conflicted, because even he didn't know whether to fall asleep or not, what if he couldn't control himself in the dream?

Although the woman is very beautiful and she doesn't have to be responsible afterwards, she is a ghost!