Xiao Jianluo saw that everyone was shocked by his cheap brother, and said goodbye with a laugh, in the future, there will be a master covering, and his worth will definitely rise. www.biquge.info As for whether he retires from the marriage or not, it doesn't matter if he retires or not, today he should put down everything he should have put down, and in the future, the man is determined to be a general, why worry about having no home in the world?

Then spent ten taels of silver to ask someone to help find a carriage, Xiao Jianluo took Zhao Mingcheng and his wife, and drove the carriage to the small courtyard he rented in the countryside.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the fresh and fragrant air came to his face, and Zhao Mingcheng felt as if he had strayed into a paradise.

The courtyard faces the lake and stands, it is regarded as a mountain and water, a large area of water and a large lake in front of you, sparkling, water birds and wild ducks chase each other and float in the clouds, like a dream.

At this time, it is the turn of summer and autumn, the tall and green swamp leaves are growing vigorously, under the stem, a bag of cloud swamp is like a pregnant woman, the skin is as white as jade, it is about to mature, and it is very eye-catching.

Xiao Jianluo pointed to a terraced field on the mountain by the lake and said: "Brother Zhao, you see, on the loess terraces over there, a large number of lush plants are goblin melons, which can be harvested in two months." That thing, although it is not like an ancient spiritual object, but it can survive in the mountains, and the nearby villagers still like to dig it very much, so I can't help but feel a little more. ”

"What can benefit the people is a good thing, but as for whether there is aura or not, it is not very important!" Zhao Mingcheng didn't expect Xiao Jianluo to still have a side of caring for the people, and comforted him with a smile, "Of course, your operation method is not quite right, you have to take those treasures and sell them for silver, and then buy more food to take care of the people, so that it is called the merit party." ”

Zhao Mingcheng is also speculating on the wonderful use of merit, he suspects that many scholars or Confucians, it is difficult to break through in the original realm, but after often rubbing into the ancient temple, the final upgrade rate has risen significantly, which shows that it is likely to be the reason for enlightenment or absorption of part of the merit.

At the moment, Zhao Mingcheng doesn't want to say it for the time being, but this kind of method that can collect merits, Zhao Mingcheng doesn't mind giving advice, as for whether he can finally realize it in advance, it depends on his understanding.

"You're right, I've been here for the past two years, and these villagers have taken good care of me, and many of them have occasionally helped me with experiments. Sometimes, I have been thinking about how to help them live a good life, and now after you say that, I instantly know what I am going to do in the future! ”

Xiao Jianluo looked at the green mountains in the distance and muttered that the time and bitterness of the past two years seemed to be still vivid.

Yuan Qingyu didn't expect her son to really grow up, all these years, she and his father have been ruthless and didn't come to disturb their son, they just wanted their son to suffer a little and exercise his mood, in fact, over the years, when she was not sick, she often sneaked over here and peeked at her son's life.

For example, those various plants like strange trees in the corner of the yard are the spiritual rice fruits cultivated by his son, that thing, when it comes to the harvest season, the spiritual rice tree will exude its own unique fragrance, which makes people have a great appetite, and Yuan Qingyu has come to eat it secretly.

It's just that in the past year, the frequency of the disease has obviously doubled, alas, the world is impermanent, I'm afraid that's what I said!

Yuan Qingyu looked appreciative at the moment, she already knew that she had mistaken a son when she was sick, but for the handsome little bald head in front of her, she liked it from the bottom of her heart for no reason, and immediately accepted Zhao Mingcheng as her godson.

Zhao Mingcheng didn't care, anyway, he was playing with Xiao Jianluo as a sworn brother, and he didn't mind calling his godmother, no, he was very concerned about this cheap godmother's frequent illness, and took the initiative to ask Xiao Jianluo for the reason to see if he could help.

Xiao Jianluo was worshipping in his heart about the magic of his cheap brother, and when he saw him asking, he hurriedly said:

"According to the miracle doctor who helped my mother see a doctor before, my mother may have fallen from a height and injured her skull, and there may be a backlog of dirty blood in it! However, the craniotomy must be carried out by a saint-level divine doctor to be foolproof, and ordinary doctors do not dare to take it over at all, alas, right now, the frequency of her illness is getting shorter and shorter, and I am afraid that the longer it drags on, the more serious the problem will be! But saint-level divine doctors are hard to find, they are generally not very good at helping mortals, I have been paying attention to it for many years, and I have not met one, brother, if you have great talent, don't hide it, curing my mother is my biggest wish in this life! ”

Hearing that he fell from a height and injured his skull, Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help frowning, this situation is really difficult to deduce, and motioned to his godmother to sit down and help play with the pulse extraction technique of the second hanger.

Of course, his ultimate goal is to see if Strange Ding can handle it, doesn't that guy often pop up some Dan? It looks like a cow, I don't know if it's reliable at the critical moment?

Xiao Jianluo immediately moved a chair and pressed his mother to let Zhao Mingcheng take the pulse, over the years, he has been practicing "The True Solution of All Things", in fact, only he knows that he just wants to cultivate several ancient spirit grasses to help cure his mother's illness, compared with his mother's health, what reputation is ridiculed, it is all floating clouds.

However, the things that I make by myself are similar in shape but not in god, and they can't help at all.

"Ding-dong! If you find an unknown evil spirit, please stay away! Serious tip, please stay away! ”

Zhao Mingcheng just wanted to probe his talent into her body, when he heard Wei Ding's urgent voice, he hurriedly took his hand back, and communicated: "Xiao Ding, what did you find?" ”

"This person is evil and possessed, and he needs: golden rooster spiritual blood, ten thousand poisonous centipedes, devil mushrooms, ice breaking silkworm chrysalis, devouring fairy grass, and sealing the demon tripod pattern to suppress and dissolve. Otherwise, the symptoms can be cured, and the Buddha Merit Qu can be used to suppress it. However, in that way, it will speed up the evil transformation of Wending, and the probability of producing the Buddha Demon Ding will increase. ”

Strange Ding expressed it in detail this time, and Zhao Mingcheng gave it a big praise.

Xiao Jianluo quickly let go of Zhao Mingcheng and sat quietly after seeing Zhao Mingcheng's pulse, and finally saw him open his eyes at this time, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Zhao, how is my mother's situation?" ”

"It's not optimistic, I just made an abnormal discovery, my godmother's illness is not like a head injury!" Zhao Mingcheng frowned and asked Yuan Qingyu, "Godmother, is there any disappearance in your Wending?" By the way, I wonder if you still have any memories of yourself when you fell that day, for example, what special thing you saw? ”

Hearing Zhao Mingcheng ask, Yuan Qingyu solemnly recalled, "When I fell from the top of the cliff that day, I seemed to be in a daze and saw many coffins placed on the cliff in the middle of the mountain, and I don't know if it was a hallucination. Now there is a trace of blood red in the body, and I seem to feel that this thing is a little strange when you ask, what's wrong? Could it be that dirty thing? ”

Hearing that Ya Bo's hanging coffin had come out, Zhao Mingcheng already believed in Wei Ding's diagnosis very much, and seeing that the two of them looked anxiously waiting for their answer, he comforted him slightly: "Brother Xiao and Godmother don't worry, that thing is not terrible, if you want to cure the disease, there is also a prescription, as long as we can buy the things in the whole prescription, I will list the most important things now!" ”

Zhao Mingcheng instantly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his arms, and then wrote out the five main medicines of 'Golden Rooster Spiritual Blood, Ten Thousand Poisonous Centipede, Devil Divine Mushroom, Ice Breaking Silkworm Chrysalis, and Devouring Immortal Grass', and handed it to Xiao Jianluo and said: "If you can collect the above five things within a year, your godmother will be saved, but for now, I mind that it is best to ask my godmother to live in the Wishing Temple, where the Sanskrit sound has the effect of temporarily suppressing the frequency of illness!" ”

"These five things, I only know that the Golden Rooster Spirit Blood is in the Cloud Pavilion, and I haven't heard of the others!" Xiao Jianluo had already thought about it at this time, and he would find a way to mix it up in Yunxiao Pavilion tomorrow, and then find a way to take their golden rooster spirit beast and slaughter it, so that his mother could make up for his body first.

"In this way, we will put the other spirit grasses on the black market and buy them at a high price, and if we encounter them, we will take them at all costs!"

Zhao Mingcheng has always been very protective of his relatives, he thinks that if there is a chance, it is best for all walks of life to post a small advertisement, the world is big, just five kinds of spiritual things, as long as you have money, you should be able to get it.

Yuan Qingyu heard that the newly recognized cheap godson actually had such filial piety, and he was very relieved, but he didn't care about what Buddha and Demon Ding might mutate, and he worked tirelessly to go into battle in person, and forcibly cooked Lingmi Eight Treasure Rice for his newly recognized godson.

With the addition of Lingmi, the taste of Babao rice will definitely be better, Yuan Qingyu often cooks it and eats it by himself, at this time, it is just right to express his gratitude......

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