Chapter Ninety-Six

It was still dawn when Deng Si'er came back, but he didn't expect to sleep until noon the next day.

Although the sunlight in autumn is not as strong as in summer, the so-called 'autumn tiger' is not a weak sick cat.

Deng Si'er's kimono was lying on the bed, Zuo Zhi and Chu Jing heard Dou Yu say that Deng Si'er was very tired when he came back, and he fell asleep as soon as he entered the house and fell asleep, so until now, no one has come to wake Deng Si'er.

But Deng Si'er was awakened by the sun, and Deng Si'er felt that if he didn't get up again, his face would be sunburned.

"Damn, it's all this time? Why didn't anyone wake me up? Deng Si'er slept in a daze, his eyes were half-open and half-open, almost squinting into a slit and looking out of the window.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the bright light almost turned Deng Si'er's eyes, which were almost squinted into a slit, into a slit.

Deng Si'er shook his head, sat on the edge of the bed and prepared to put on his shoes, but when he raised his feet, he found that the shoes were well put on his feet, Deng Si'er couldn't help but look at them in a daze for a while, and was stunned.

How he fell asleep after coming back yesterday, Deng Si'er can't remember clearly.

But yesterday, the process of refining the Thousand Peerless Pill with Mo Lidao was all clearly engraved in Deng Si'er's mind, as if he could see it as soon as he closed his eyes.

What kind of experience is it, Deng Si'er can't tell how he feels at this time for a while, and the hard work of nearly four hours yesterday made Deng Si'er suddenly have a hearty feeling when he woke up.

It turns out that it is such a beautiful feeling to do a good job seriously with your own efforts, not perfunctory and not giving up.

While thinking about it, Deng Si'er involuntarily stretched out his two hands and put them under his nose to look, the more he looked, the more satisfied he felt, as if he had confidence in an instant.

This kind of confidence is a down-to-earth feeling that he has never had since Bai'an Village followed Zuo Idiot to investigate the case.

"Hmph, if the master refines the Thousand Peerless Pill, see if you dare to underestimate me in the future?!" Deng Si'er couldn't help laughing, and said a little arrogantly.

Sure enough, Deng Si'er is still Deng Si'er, and his nature is difficult to change.

Deng Si'er was happy in his heart, so he wanted to show off to others, so he gently hummed a little song and went out of the house. Looking left, but he didn't see the person he could show off, although he was a little disappointed, but he still couldn't hide the little excitement in his heart.

Deng Si'er stretched his waist widely, and the crisp sound of the bones and joints made Deng Si'er feel comfortable all over.

After thinking about it, Deng Si'er suddenly ran into Zuo's room, found a pen and paper, sat at the table and began to write:

"I woke up and couldn't see you, but I still have important business, so I won't wait to see you. If there is anything delicious, remember to leave me more, and when I finish refining the medicine for Mo Heimian, I won't forget to ask him for your share. ”

Deng Si'er picked it up and read it after writing, nodded with satisfaction, although the handwriting was irregular, but it looked neat, Deng Si'er blew on the paper, pressed the paper under the teacup, and walked briskly towards the low house of Mo Lidao.

Probably because he was in a happy mood, he had to walk for a long time in the past and arrived at his destination unconsciously, Deng Si'er still wondered in his heart.

But these were just momentary thoughts, and Deng Si'er's efforts in the blink of an eye were all thrown behind his head.

Deng Si'er pushed the door into the house and looked around, the low house was full of medicinal fragrance, and the air was still floating with the heat from the medicine stove, and the smoke was burning, feeling like the realm where the gods lived.

Getting a little closer, Deng Si'er saw Mo Lidao sitting on the small chair next to the furnace.

Deng Si'er looked at Mo Lidao covering the blanket he had put down, and the head chick seemed to be pecking at the rice little by little, which was funny and felt a little sad.

When he didn't help with refining, in those more than ten years of refining medicine, was it just Mo Lidao who stayed next to this ancient furnace ding, and when he lost his sense of taste, he was struggling to refine the Thousand Peerless Pills

Deng Si'er squatted down and looked at Mo Lidao's side face curiously while thinking about it, his skin was white from the sun all year round, but because he had been influenced by herbs all year round, his face was very ruddy.

Although he knew that Mo Lidao was older than Chu Jing, compared with Chu Jing's face that had experienced the vicissitudes of the rivers and lakes, Mo Lidao actually looked about the same age as Chu Jing, and even felt that Mo Lidao was a little younger.

Mo Lidao was already looking at the fire under the stove, and although he was able to rest a little when he was free, he didn't sleep well. Deng Si'er squatted next to Mo Lidao, and after a while, Mo Lidao opened his eyes consciously.

"You're here, what time is it now? How do I feel like I've slept for a long time" Mo Lidao gestured to get up as he spoke, but he still grabbed the blanket brought by Deng Si'er with both hands, so as not to let the blanket fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Deng Si'er felt warm in his heart for some reason, and immediately stepped forward to hold Mo Lidao's arm, and only let go of his hand after Mo Lidao got up and stood firm.

Mo Lidao just glanced at Deng Si'er, and didn't say anything, after the first round of refining yesterday, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer.

Deng Si'er thinks this is good, anyway, Mo Lidao's age is enough to be Deng Si'er's father.

"I said, don't have a black face, do you want to refine those medicinal materials together?" Deng Si'er looked at Mo Lidao and bent down to pick the fire under the furnace, so he asked out loud.

Mo Lidao got up and clapped his hands, and said slowly:

"No hurry, no hurry."

Deng Si'er nodded, Mo Lidao had carefully explained the steps of the process of refining medicine to himself before refining medicine, although a large part of Deng Si'er couldn't understand it, but Mo Lidao himself said that he was not in a hurry, so he should not be in a hurry.

"Next, I have to wait for a while, until the medicinal juice in the furnace is boiled thick, you go and bring the Xishen grass, and I will teach you to grind."

Mo Lidao walked to the side and rummaged around, but he didn't know where he found a medicine mill and sprinkled some powder that he didn't know what it was, so he beckoned Deng Si'er to come over.

Deng Si'er walked over with the Xishen Grass, looked at the very small medicine mill in front of him, compared the Xishencao in his hand, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously:

"So small?"

Mo Lidao nodded and said with a smile:

"That's right, this is a medicine mill that I built myself, and it's definitely more than the ones on the market. You break the brook god grass and try it. ”

Deng Si'er folded the Xishen Grass into three pieces and put it into the medicine mill, squatted down and began to try to grind the medicine, but he didn't expect that it was really as Mo Lidao said, it was easy and easy to use, and it didn't take any effort at all.

"Come, sit and grind." Mo Lidao brought a small stool and put it under Deng Si'er's buttocks, then stood aside and yawned and said:

"You grind the medicine here, I'll go sleep for a while, and when I wake up, you can stop, remember, this grinding medicine can't stop."

Grind until you wake up? Can't stop yet?!

Hearing this, Deng Si'er looked at the back of Mo Lidao who turned around and walked away in surprise, and said hatefully in his heart:

I wouldn't have given a blanket if I had known!