The hot air balloon rose into the air at a high speed, and after waiting for a hundred meters, Yang Wenhua turned off the flame valve and began to look for the westward airflow layer in the air.

Yang Wenhua navigated against the offline map, and floated in the air for a long time, and finally let the hot air balloon float towards the west.

The hot air balloon departed from Xincheng, passed through the vast Liaodong, and floated over the shore of the Bohai Sea, and more than half an hour later, before the fall of Jinwuxi.

Yang Wenhua avoided the crowds, found a flat dam on a mountain, and lowered the hot air balloon, planning to continue to take off tomorrow, after all, not only is the vision not good at night, but the sky is also extremely cold.

Yang Wenhua didn't lower the hot air balloon directly to the ground, otherwise he would raise the hot air balloon by himself tomorrow, but it would be a troublesome thing, just let it float all night, and he didn't care about the gas money.

After putting down the anchor hook and hanging it firmly, Yang Wenhua slid down the anchor rope, ready to make a fire and get something hot to eat.

There were a few melodious bells ringing in the distance, Yang Wenhua didn't care, he saw a temple in the distance in the sky earlier, but it was a little far away, and he continued to clean the ground with a sapper shovel, preparing to get out of the clean place quickly.

Yang Wenhua went to the small forest next to him, cut a fist-thick dead tree and came back, and chopped a firewood pile out.

After boiling some boiling water and filling the kettle, Yang Wenhua began to roast and eat, not ordinary meat, all tiger meat, bear meat, and other great supplements.

Since entering Liaodong and attacking Goguryeo, Yang Wenhua's small space of broken jade has never increased.

It wasn't until a few days ago that Yang Wenhua proposed to raise Yuanhua's marriage age, women must be more than sixteen, and men must be more than seventeen to marry, and after gaining everyone's approval, the small space of broken jade finally expanded a little more.

What followed was the feeling of hunger that had not been seen for a long time, and Yang Wenhua had eaten several meals in the past few days with old ginseng stewed tiger meat.

After eating and drinking, Yang Wenhua got up and walked again, then ran a few laps, and ate some more until he couldn't eat anymore, so he rested for a while, climbed onto the hot air balloon along the anchor rope, and prepared to rest.

Lying on several layers of thick bear skin, covered with several layers of tiger skin, I felt warm all over, coupled with the hanging basket gently fluttering in the wind, suddenly a burst of sleep came to Yang Wenhua.

In the haze, Yang Wenhua felt that someone was praying for something, his voice was a little sad and mournful, accompanied by the cry of a child, Yang Wenhua began to feel a little annoyed, and listened carefully.

It seems to be, "I beg the great immortal for mercy, the poor middle-aged widowed ,......, only had a son under his knees, and now he is terminally ill,......, and his grandson is only two years old,......, begging the great immortal for mercy." ”

"Mother, you don't ask for him, life and death are fateful, we don't have to ask for any immortals, you are so old, don't kneel to him."

The voice became louder and louder, until it became clear, Yang Wenhua also woke up from his sleep, looked at the translucent fire outside, and listened to the bitter persuasion of a man who was out of breath, Yang Wenhua sighed and got up.

Looking below, a gray-haired old woman with a child of about two years old, and a number of maids and guards behind her, a group of people were kneeling and praying in front of the hot air balloon.

Next to him, a middle-aged and elderly man with a sallow face and gray hair was paralyzed on a recliner, and was trying to support his body at the moment, struggling to persuade the old woman who was kneeling.

Seeing that the old woman didn't listen to her, the man on the recliner couldn't help but raise his head and roar at the hot air balloon.

"Are you a human or a ghost? Why hasn't he shown up after all this time? ”

Yang Wenhua looked around, measured the distance, and threw a crockpot of high-height wine, and after the crockpot hit the firewood below, some of it was sprinkled into the fire next to it, and suddenly a burst of flames burst into the sky.

The people below were a little confused by the sudden movement, and suddenly stopped the sound of pleading, and even the man on the recliner looked at the violently burning pyre at this time, and showed an incredible expression.

Yang Wenhua saw that it was quiet below, and immediately took out an electric horn and asked, "Who is kneeling?" What do you want? Get up and talk back. ”

Hearing such a loud voice, there was a burst of confusion below, or the old woman cared about her son's body, and she reacted first, and began to tell the reason excitedly.

"The old body Qin Yang, the first husband Qin Ai, the door of the house is not far from the mountain."

When Qin Yang said this, he took the child on the side to get up and came to the side of the recliner, looked at the man on the recliner with soft eyes, and then led the child to kneel down in front of the hot air balloon and continued.

"This is my son Qin Qiong, the word Uncle Bao, a lifetime of loyalty and righteousness worthy of the world, the year before last to help the current saint ascend to the throne of the Son of Heaven, Yu Xuanwu Men suffered dozens of wounds and has not healed, and now he has returned to his hometown to recuperate, and the injury has been repeated this spring.

Please also see the great achievements of my son in the world, the old woman is lonely, and my grandson is young, and he can save my son's life, and the old woman will build a temple for Daxian, and the sacrifices will be endless all year round. ”

Qin Shubao, the door god in the future, Yang Wenhua sighed, of course it is no problem to save it, but he is not a doctor, how to save it.

Yang Wenhua thought about it, and the strong flashlight shone down.

A bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, which immediately startled the people below.

Qin Qiong was hit by a strong light on her face, so she instinctively stretched out her hand to block it, and only after hearing Yang Wenhua's voice did she put her hand down.

"Don't get in the way, let me see."

Yang Wenhua looked at Qin Qiong's face, thought about Qin Qiong's cause again, and said: "I'm not a great immortal, just an overseas returnee, I don't have a good way to deal with your son's illness." ”

Hearing the sound from the hot air balloon, Qin Mu suddenly felt desperate, Yang Wenhua was a little unbearable, thought about it, and continued.

"Mother and son, son and mother, crying bitterly without light, it is okay.

Here's some old ginseng, you can take it to your son's stewed chicken soup and drink.

If you want your son to recover, go to Yuanhua Kingdom in the east and find a man named Sun Simiao, who should be able to cure your son's illness. ”

Dropping the old ginseng, Yang Wenhua cut the anchor rope and let the hot air balloon float up to the sky, this place is obviously no longer possible, anyway, it won't be long before dawn, find the westward airflow layer to float first.

Although Yang Wenhua did not help Qin Qiong to treat her illness, Qin's mother still bowed down and thanked for a while, and after taking the old ginseng back to stew chicken soup for Qin Qiong to take, Qin Qiong's body really improved.

Thinking of the words left by Yang Wenhua today, Qin's mother insisted on accompanying Qin Qiong to Xincheng despite her advanced age, and after finding Sun Simiao, she cured Qin Qiong's illness.