Wang Yao took the hand lamp and checked around, this time there was not much loss, but a few gentian plants were plucked out of their leaves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info thinks that the other party reacts quickly, and it should be that when he hears movement in the house, he stops destroying it, and then turns around and runs.

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 don't cry when they don't see the coffin!"

The next morning, there was a light rain in the sky, and the autumn rain was cool.

Wang Yao watered the herbs planted in the medicinal field as usual, although it was raining in the sky, but it could not be compared to the wonderful ancient spring water.

After he was done, he went back to the house and began to choose the herbs according to the prepared prescription and boil the Chinese medicine.

Eastern mulberry leaves, licorice, bellflower, peppermint, forsythia, reed root......

Inside the house,

One person, one pot, one fire, a little bit of medicinal fragrance,

Outside,

Continuous autumn rain, quiet South Mountain,

Such a day is suitable for doing a lot of things, such as finding a place to have a cup of coffee, reading a good book at home, or looking at the rain to think about something, or a good night's sleep, rainy days, usually very quiet.

Wang Yao was in the hut, looking at the flames, smelling the fragrance of medicine, boiling Chinese medicine, not boring, not boring, and enjoying it.

Burdock seeds, nepeta spikes, honeysuckle, bamboo leaves......

Atractylodes, Poria cocos, yam, lotus seed, licorice, ......

Perhaps because of the rainy day, Wang Yao's heart was extraordinarily quiet, and at the end of the day, he actually succeeded in boiling three pairs of medicines, and the sky had not yet darkened in the afternoon.

Whew, Wang Yao let out a long sigh of relief, extinguished the fire, brushed the "herb pot", and stretched his body.

"That's all for today. ”

In less than two days, four pairs of medicines had been successfully boiled, and the progress of the task was much faster than he imagined, so he was not so anxious.

He sat on a chair, took out the "Book of Nature", and read it silently.

Although he didn't understand the specific meaning of the scriptures, he could vaguely appreciate the subtlety of it, and when Wang Yao felt happy, the one who didn't touch the foundation of the qi channeling technique, that is, the method of breathing, actually touched the threshold all of a sudden.

Hiss, whew......

The essence of the Tao, stealing the darkness, the extreme of the Tao, faint and silent. Ignore and listen, hold your mind and be quiet, and your form will be self-righteous...... The way of nature is always clear, the way of yin and yang is always quiet, and the way of people is often scripted, and the name is: natural scripture. The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world, the avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon, the avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time...... Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the law of nature......

This "Book of Nature" is not very long, and it will not take a long time to recite it once, Wang Yao reads it very slowly, first, the scriptures are obscure, and secondly, he also wants to understand the philosophy contained in them, unconsciously, the sky is dark, but he seems not to feel it, and still silently recites the scriptures.

Hum, the mobile phone rang suddenly, Wang Yao closed the scriptures, and then withdrew into the system, secretly saying "It's a pity".

Just now, he seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, as if he had touched something, seen something, felt something, just a sound, and everything disappeared.

"This scripture is really extraordinary!"

"Hey, Mom?"

"I'm going home for dinner, and I haven't seen you all day!" Zhang Xiuying's concerned voice came from the phone.

"Got it, Mom. ”

Wang Yao closed the door, held an umbrella, and went down the mountain.

The mountain in the rain is very quiet, especially when the sky is dark, and the silence is a little scary.

Wang Yao was used to it, went down the mountain, returned home, and the rice had been served, four dishes and one soup, with fish and meat.

"Wow, it's so rich, what day is it today?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Don't be poor, wash your hands quickly. ”

"Hey!"

A family of three, eating happily.

"At night, still going up the mountain?"

"Well, it's a little reassuring. Wang Yao said.

"This night, in the mountains, you are alone, mom is not at ease!" Zhang Xiuying said this more than once.

"Aren't there still three fresh?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Do you want your dad to go up the mountain to accompany you?"

"Don't be funny, that hut, just one bed, it's really fine, you just put your heart in your stomach!"

To put it mildly, Wang Yaocai dispelled those thoughts in his mother's heart.

After eating and chatting for a while, Wang Yao went out with an umbrella and went up the mountain.

"Lao Wang, why didn't you speak just now, persuade him!" Wang Yao went out, and Zhang Xiuying immediately blamed the boss.

Wang Fenghua only smoked there silently.

"Let him grind!" said after a while.

"What, didn't you agree with him planting herbs a few days ago?"

Wang Fenghua didn't speak after hearing this, he had a meal with the village party secretary by coincidence a few days ago, and above the dinner, Wang Jianli, the village party secretary, drank a little too much, talked a lot, and had a few words, he remembered very clearly.

"Your Wang Yao, the future life is terrifying! Knowing people's feelings, accidents, the whole village has lost their eyes!"

In the village, Wang Jianli praised people a lot, but those were all superficial things, and those who were familiar with him knew that he praised people after drinking, and that was really a compliment.

It was also that time that Wang Fenghua realized that his son had really changed.

And let him be?

Wang Yao carried a lamp up Nanshan, and it didn't take much time to get to the hut, and a door blocked the wind and rain from the outside.

The lights came on, and in the deep mountains, the sound of soft chanting sounded.

The rain outside the house fell quietly until the second half of the night.

The next day, the weather was much cooler all at once.

After watering the medicine field, he climbed the South Mountain, sat down on a rock on the mountain, and silently practiced according to the method of tuna taught in the "Natural Scripture".

He had checked this scripture on the Internet, and it was rumored to be written by the Taoist Jin Xian Guangchengzi, but the ones found on the Internet were not the same as those given by the system, not only were there many fewer scriptures, but there was no basic guidance at all, just like a deleted version.

Wang Yao closed his eyes and spit out silently, and suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, but it was the sun that was rising.

In the early morning, the vigor is the most abundant, the sun is mild, not as sunny as noon, suitable for breathing.

After sitting on the top of Nanshan for about an hour, seeing that people on the mountain road had already begun to go up the mountain, Wang Yao went down the mountain, entered the hut, and continued to boil medicine.

Moo, baa, a herd of cows and sheep went up the mountain along the mountain road.

"Uncle, so early?"

"Ahh ”

"Hey, what's the smell?"

"Herbal flavor, that kid from the Fenghua family doesn't know what he's tinkering with?"

"I'm on Nanshan all day, and I'm not looking for a job!"

"Well, farming is good, too!" said the old man, smoking a dry tobacco pouch and glancing at the hut in the distance.

"What's so good about making money?!" said the middle-aged man who was looking at the hoe disdainfully.

"I'd rather bully the white man than the young man who is poor!"

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