Chapter 51: A Long Way to Go 3

At the same time.

Origi country Kyoto Crepe Flat. Western. Nan. Crepe's pharmacy backyard.

A gentle spring sun hung high in the cloudless clear sky, and the trunk of an old locust tree planted in the corner of the small backyard was thick and luxuriant, and at this time, the mild sunlight was projected through the scattered gaps between the branches and leaves of the old locust tree onto the ground covered by the shadow of the old locust tree, sprinkling a scattered and indiscriminate point of light.

The Chinese herbs drying on the wooden frame bamboo cattails in the courtyard exude their own unique herbal fragrance, which is not pungent when mixed in one place, but smells good.

After lunch, after moving his body a little in the courtyard to eat, Mu Ziru, who was wearing a dark color narrow-sleeved robe, was sitting on the ground under the old locust tree at the moment, leaning against the thick and rough trunk of the old locust tree and closing his eyes and sleeping.

Mu Ziru leaned his head slightly against the trunk of the old locust tree behind him, revealing a slightly pointed chin, and the skin on his neck exposed outside the robe was sickly pale, and if he got closer, he could even see the green tendons under the skin.

At this moment, Mu Ziru's face was calm, and his long hair tied into a high ponytail hung down in front of his right shoulder, but the white at the end of his hair was set off by the dark robe on his body so dazzling that it was impossible to ignore.

I saw Mu Ziru's left leg stretched out and resting on the ground steadily, his right leg bent and stepped on the ground, his left hand resting on his abdomen, and his right hand resting on his bent right knee at will......

This situation, if you look at it from a distance, it makes people feel quiet and peaceful for no reason. At this moment, Dr. Xuan Changsheng, who is standing at the gate of the courtyard connected to the backyard of the pharmacy, feels like this!

Looking at his son who was sitting under the old locust tree and resting from afar, the crepe doctor, who was the father, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled silently, and then silently turned around and went to the pharmacy in front.

The son, who has been away from home for seven years, is sitting quietly in front of him at the moment, and no one can help but feel happy!

Mu Ziru was not yet eighteen years old when he left home, and he was still a child in the memory of Dr. Xuan, but now when he comes back, he is already a husband who stands up to the sky......

Doctor Xuan had less than a cup of tea before a pure white pigeon fluttered its wings and flew into the backyard of the pharmacy.

I saw that the pure white pigeon landed on the ground at Mu Ziru's feet, folded its wings, and after turning in place a few times, it tilted its little head in the direction of Mu Ziru, making a slight "cooing" sound.

If you look closely, you can find that the pigeon's left leg is helped with a small bamboo tube of the same color as the pigeon's leg, and if you are careless, you will not notice that there is something tied to the pigeon's leg! Also, the pigeon looked about a lap and a half bigger than the usual pigeons.

As if disturbed by the "cooing" of pigeons, Mu Ziru suddenly opened his eyes and glared viciously at the pigeon standing at his feet, tilting its head to look at him.

One person and one pigeon looked at each other like this for a moment, and after seeing that the pigeon had finally straightened its head, Mu Ziru put away the vicious expression on his face, and instead put on a common evil smile.

A breeze gently blew, blowing the branches and leaves of the old locust tree in the courtyard, the branches and leaves rubbed, making a slight "rustle" sound, and the scattered points of light projected on the ground and Mu Ziru through the branches and leaves also changed shape and position with the swing of the branches and leaves of the old locust tree.

This situation is beautiful and picturesque!

Slowly raising his left hand, palm facing up, Mu Ziru gently called to the pigeon: "White foam, come here." ”

I saw that the pigeon called "white foam" by Mu Ziru jumped on the ground and walked two steps, and suddenly fluttered its wings and flew to the palm of Mu Ziru's outstretched left hand.

Standing on Mu Ziru's palm, Bai Mo dishonestly lifted its untied right leg, slightly bent its thin claws and gently scratched Mu Ziru's palm.

"Hehe......" Mu Ziru let out a chuckle when he was scratched by the white foam.

I saw Mu Ziru stretch out his right index finger and gently poke Bai Mo's little head, and laughed softly: "Bai Mo, your life is long enough!" It's been sixteen years since I raised you, how can you still be alive! I've been gone for seven years, why did Zhu Zimo's guy stupidly raise you for seven years, why didn't he take you to make soup and drink? Pigeon soup is very replenishing! ”

As if he understood Mu Ziru's words, the white foam jumped twice in Mu Ziru's palm, as if to express its dissatisfaction.

Laughing and poking Bai Mo's little head with his fingers, Mu Ziru finally reached out and took off the small bamboo tube of the same color as Bai Mo's pigeon legs tied to Bai Mo's legs.

Holding the bamboo tube in his hand, Mu Ziru raised his left hand and raised it gently, and Bai Mo fluttered his wings and flew away very tacitly.

Standing up and patting the dust stuck to his body, Mu Ziru raised his legs and walked towards his separate room.

Pushing open the door, then closing the door with his hand, and then inserting the latch, Mu Ziru walked unhurriedly to the landscape painting screen placed on the right side of the room, and under the wall next to the screen was a dresser made of mahogany.

Unlike the dresser used by women, the dresser in Mu Ziru's room only rested on a polished and smooth copper mirror, a horn comb, and an ink-colored hosta, and nothing else.

Walking to the dresser, Mu Ziru squatted down, opened the door of the cabinet under the dresser, and pulled all the messy pieces placed inside to the ground, and then reached out and patted a certain point at the bottom of the cabinet, and the bottom of the cabinet was pulled to the side, revealing a dark hole, which turned out to be a dark grid!

Mu Ziru took out a boxy dark red wooden box from the dark grid, put it on the ground, opened it, and the wooden box contained five or six bottles with red soft cloths on the mouths, but the color of the bottles was completely different - porcelain bottles.

I saw Mu Ziru take out a blue porcelain bottle from the wooden box, pull out the red soft cloth stopper, pour out a little blue powder from the porcelain bottle in the palm of his left hand, and then put the small bamboo tube that he had taken from the white foaming pigeon's leg on the blue powder in his palm.

Then, Mu Ziru pressed the tip of his right index finger and rolled back and forth on the powder in the palm of his hand a few times, then twisted both ends of the bamboo tube, and gently wiped off the blue powder stained on the bamboo tube with his fingertips, and waited for about three or four seconds, and more than a dozen small but clear fonts gradually appeared on the small bamboo tube!

"Mo, stay, go, Jiang, Nan, Xun, Wu, secluded, underworld, also, to, seek, Dan, branch, Hong, ripe, Tang, law, celery, and tip." Looking at the no more than twenty small characters that were fully displayed on the surface of the bamboo tube, Mu Ziru slowly read out one by one.

After reading it, Mu Ziru pondered for a while, as if thinking about the meaning of those twenty words.

After a long time, I don't know if I have figured out the meaning of those twenty words, I saw Mu Ziru plug the blue porcelain vase with a soft cloth stopper, put it back in place, and then took out a red porcelain vase and a yellow porcelain vase from the wooden box.

Placing the bamboo tube on the ground, Mu Ziru first pulled out the soft cloth stopper at the mouth of the red porcelain bottle, sprinkled the red powder in the porcelain bottle evenly on the bamboo tube, and then pulled out the soft cloth stopper on the mouth of the yellow porcelain bottle, and also sprinkled the yellow powder in the porcelain bottle evenly on the bamboo tube to cover the red powder sprinkled before.

Just as Mu Ziru was packing up the porcelain vase in his hand, the bamboo tube that had been sprinkled with three colors of powder on the front and back suddenly made a slight "swish" like an omelette sound.

Take a closer look, it is actually the "sizzling" sound made by the bamboo tube being corroded by the red and yellow powders!

After Mu Ziru put the wooden box back into the dark compartment at the bottom of the dresser cabinet, closed the dark compartment, and stuffed all the messy debris that he had pulled to the ground before, and closed the cabinet door, the bamboo tube was also corroded, leaving only some bamboo chips on the ground.

Leaning over, Mu Ziru blew lightly towards the ground, and those bamboo chips were blown away by him and disappeared.

What is surprising is that the ground where the bamboo tube is rested does not even have a trace of corrosion! This makes people sigh: it really deserves to be developed by the impermanence ghost doctor!

It's night.

After eating dinner and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Mu Ziru came to the door of the crepe doctor's room, at this moment, there was still a faint light shaking in the crepe doctor's room, obviously the crepe doctor had not rested.

Taking a deep breath, raising his hand, and knocking lightly on the door, Mu Ziru asked in a small voice, "Dad, have you slept?" ”

"Not yet! Wait, Daddy is here to open the door. Without letting Mu Ziru wait, the voice of the crepe doctor immediately sounded in the room, and then the sound of approaching footsteps.

There was a sound of the bolt flicking behind the door, and the door was immediately pulled open by the crepe doctor, and Mu Ziru saw at a glance that the crepe doctor standing inside the door was only wearing a white undershirt, and a light blue gown was draped over his shoulders.

Xu felt a little cold, the crepe doctor tightened the long coat on his shoulders with both hands, looked at Mu Ziru who was standing outside the door wearing a dark robe that almost blended with the night, and asked suspiciously: "Ah Wei, why don't you rest so late?" ”

"The child is here to tell his father, the child is going to go to Jiangnan tomorrow, one is to see the Nine Kingdoms Martial Arts Conference held in Nanling County, Pingxi Prefecture, Jinyi Province, Jiangnan this year, and the other is to go to Nanqu County, Pingnan Prefecture, which is adjacent to Pingxi Prefecture, to find a few rare herbs. Without a trace of concealment, Mu Ziru explained the places he was going to go one by one.

Mu Ziru said as he looked into the crepe doctor's room, through the crepe doctor's shoulder, Mu Ziru could see a pile of dried medicinal materials stacked on the tea table facing the door, at the foot of the tea table, there was an old bronze medicine mill and an old gray low stool, and there were several wooden boxes next to it, which had already contained a lot of ground medicinal materials.