Feng Zhongqing chattered while bending over and picking up the little white rabbit and putting it into his bamboo basket, this little rabbit, a small man, is probably a young rabbit.

This person is a rabbit, as a companion, Feng Zhongqing also found someone to talk to, and he kept talking all the way, introducing his master, introducing where they lived, introducing Huifeng Mountain, and envisioning where to make a nest for the rabbit or something.

At the top of the mountain, the sun rose into mid-air.

He found a stone with the wind on his back and leaned on, and took out the breakfast that the master made for him from the bamboo basket, and the master was going down the mountain to visit the doctor today, so he prepared breakfast for the two of them early in the morning, and the master ate on the road, and he also said that he would eat on the road, but he didn't want to eat while walking, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he began to feel hungry again, he really didn't want to complain, but the food cooked by the master was very difficult to eat, and he would not dislike it if he was hungry!

In the burden of the cloth, there were two buns, a steamed bun, a few pickle lumps, and a green radish, which had just been dug out of the cellar, radish.

Every year, Master planted some radishes, mustard greens, and radishes were kept for raw eating, or boiled radish soup to strengthen the body, and the mustard greens were salted into pickle lumps, which were kept for food.

Feng Zhongqing also moved the little white rabbit out, put it in front of him, and tore off a few pieces of tender radish velvet from the radish and gave it to the little white rabbit, the rabbit's nose trembled rapidly, smelled it a few times, and after confirming that it was his food, he began to eat it, and one person and one rabbit ate very happily.

Time passed little by little, and the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and it seemed that it was almost noon, Feng Zhongqing looked at the few soul returning grasses he found, praying that he could produce coral-like seeds in the sun.

This time, not every soul grass can produce seeds, but it can produce seeds, which is even rarer, so it is said that it takes fate to meet seeds.

The little white rabbit walked slowly a few steps at Feng Zhongqing's feet, and then lay down under a soul returning grass.

At this time, the sunlight was even more poisonous, and Feng Zhongqing knew that noon was coming, so he didn't have the heart to look at the little white rabbit, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the soul returning grass in front of him.

Little by little, the sunlight moved over, but the Soul Returning Grass in front of me didn't move at all. In the silence of the mountains, there is hardly any sound.

Suddenly, there was a brushing sound. Feng Zhongqing followed the sound and looked over, and what caught his eye was the bright coral-like seeds on the top of the Soul Returning Grass, and the sound was the sound of the little white rabbit shaking the Soul Returning Grass.

"You're really my lucky star." Feng Zhongqing jumped over, and quickly picked the seeds, he was lucky today, he picked six seeds, and then when he picked the seventh seed, he saw that the seeds quickly suffocated.

This means that the moment of noon has passed.

And the seeds that were picked have always kept the appearance of being picked, always so bright red and so bright. Feng Zhongqing carefully put the seeds into the silk cloth bag that had been prepared in advance.

Feng Zhongqing put the rabbit into the bamboo basket, and carried it around the mountain on his back and began to dig other herbs. Master practiced medicine and needed a lot of herbs, so from the time he could distinguish the herbs, he began to help the master dig herbs, and now the task assigned by the master has been completed, and it has been completed so beautifully, then the rest of the time, you can dig herbs

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