Yang Wei glanced at Yang Chen on the bed, as if he was afraid that talking here would affect Yang Chen's rest, he took out a cigarette and lit it, walked to the door, sat on the threshold and swallowed the clouds, watching the boy Fuman under the shed in the courtyard busy cooking.

The Gospel lay also walked over slowly, shook the hem of his robe, sat down on the threshold, tilted his head and asked, "Can the tendon washing technique recast the meridians of the human body?" ”

Yang Wei nodded with a cigarette and said: "The idea of those Xuanshi should be correct, although they can't help Emperor Qin seek immortality, but they thought of a way to recast the meridians of the human body to improve Emperor Qin's physique and help him live longer, so these people cut the dragon in the East China Sea, Kunlun asked for fairy grass, and searched for elixir in the mountains, after a lot of hardships, they finally experimented with this technique, but unfortunately aging is an insurmountable natural law, and Emperor Qin's physical state at that time could not withstand such a domineering recasting technique, so this method was shelved and hidden. ”

The Gospel lay was curious: "Then how can you have this secret method, could it be that it was passed down by your predecessors of the Loose Sect?" ”

Yang Wei shook his head with smoke and said: "Once a son of heaven and a courtier, Zhao Gao saw that Emperor Qin's body was declining, and he was very worried about his future, in order to marry Prime Minister Li Si, he got a lot of good things from the palace to tie Li Si, and this secret technique of the deep palace is also among them, during the melee in the last century, a leader stole an ancient tomb in order to raise military salaries, and there was a batch of Li Si's handwritten handscrolls in the tomb owner's funeral goods, and the tendon washing technique was among them, the leader and I knew each other, and asked me for help with something, So he gave me Li Si's handwritten scroll as a gift. ”

"I see." The Gospel monk bowed slightly, touched his beard and smiled: "Since you have come to me, do I also have the opportunity to witness this technique?" ”

"I went up to Zhongnan Mountain nearby, and I was going to do something here with you, but there are always people who have been kicked in the head by a donkey here." Yang Wei shook his head slightly, obviously feeling inconvenient.

The gospel monk hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, there is a big cave under the cliff on the other side of the mountain, and no one will disturb you." ”

He was anxious to keep it, and it was evident that he was very interested in the 'tendon washing technique'.

"This technique requires nine masters of the inner family to work together, and with the elixir, we have to find seven more people." Yang Wei bit the cigarette butt and took out a brand-new mobile phone, glanced at the monitor, held the phone and shook it left and right, and frowned: "The signal is so bad." ”

"It's like this in the mountains, the signal comes and goes, it's better to go to the roof." The Gospel lay pointed to the roof.

So Yang Wei jumped on the roof with his mobile phone.

The Gospel lay man wandered in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking at the people on the roof from time to time, looking leisurely.

Yakuan.

The company's headquarters has long been moved to Yanjing, the company's largest traditional Chinese medicine distribution enterprise in Yanxia, but the company's honorary chairman, Mr. Shan Deshan, often lives in Shancheng, the birthplace of 'Yao'an'.

Today's old man Shan doesn't care much about the company's affairs, and almost all of them are handed over to the younger generations to take care of, and he is enjoying his old age.

Old man Shan's father has been running the 'medicine hermitage' since then, and the courtyard of the old house of the single family is also called the 'medicine hermitage', and the old man Shan who is over 90 years old lives here.

The courtyard of the medicine hermitage is deep and elegant, and in the garden with red and willow green, the beard is snow-white, and the old man Shan who is wearing a white shirt is stretching his fists and feet to practice a set of southern boxing.

In the pavilion on the side, there was a young girl with a ponytail, also wearing a set of snow-white and light practice clothes, and her eyes were closely following Old Man Shan's fists and feet.

Her name is Shan Yutong, and she is the youngest granddaughter of Shan Deshan.

The young juniors in the medicine nunnery like the outside world of flowers, most of them have gone out, and there are very few young people who can endure loneliness and live here.

The phone on the stone table suddenly rang, Shan Yutong picked up the phone and walked out of the pavilion with a smile: "Grandpa, your phone." ”

"Who's here?" Old Man Shan asked casually, and his fists and feet were both rigid and soft, and he did not stop.

Shan Yutong glanced at the caller ID of his mobile phone and said, "I don't know, an unfamiliar number." ”

Old man Shan kept saying, "Ask who it is." ”

Shan Yutong immediately connected the phone, put it in his ear and asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?" ”

Yang Wei's awe-inspiring voice came from the phone, "Let Shan De answer my phone." ”

Who, such a big breath? Shan Yutong frowned and said, "Who are you, I'll tell you." ”

Yang Wei said politely: "Where did you come from, tell Shan De, and say that the surname Yang is looking for him." ”

Shan Yutong held the microphone and said to Shan De, who was practicing boxing: "Grandpa, the other party didn't say who it was, only said that his surname was Yang, and asked you to answer the phone, and his tone was a little domineering." ”

"Surname Yang?" Shan De, who was pushing his fist, was stunned for a moment, quickly put away his fists and feet, walked quickly, took the phone in his granddaughter's hand, and fed the microphone.

"Shan Laosi, the shelf is not small!" Yang Wei's salty voice came.

Shan De's expression suddenly froze, and he said with sincere fear: "Master Wei, I was practicing boxing just now, I didn't know it was your phone." ”

Shan Yutong on the side showed a look of surprise on his face, usually even in the face of high-ranking and powerful dignitaries in China, grandpa is also calm, what kind of person is this 'Wei Ye', who can make grandpa lose his temper so much?

Shan De also glanced at his granddaughter, as if he was deliberately evasive, walked quickly to a big tree, and said politely: "Master Wei, do you have any instructions?" ”

Yang Wei was not polite to him, and said directly: "Fourth, prepare a batch of medicinal materials for me." ”

Shan De said without hesitation: "What kind of medicine do you want, you say." ”

"A pair of thousand-year-old ginseng, a pair of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, a pair of thousand-year-old male and female He Shou Wu, a pair of Soul Returning Grass, a pair of Blood Jade Tai Sui, a Dragon Ball, and a pair of Red Snow Lotus......" Yang Wei reported thirty-six medicinal materials in one breath, and all of the medicinal materials reported were rare.

After Shan De crossed his fingers and listened, he said with some embarrassment: "Master Wei, there are too many names of medicine, I haven't memorized them all, you wait a minute, I'll find a pen and paper." ”

Yang Wei didn't embarrass him in such a matter, Shan De immediately covered the phone and asked his granddaughter to bring a pen and paper, and then gave his granddaughter a long way away, and sat in the pavilion with a pen and paper for Yang Wei to report again.

Yang Wei, who re-reported the name of the medicine, asked, "Fourth, when will the medicine be ready?" ”

After Shan De took the medicine list and looked at it, he hugged the phone and said with a wry smile: "Master Wei, we have reserves for other medicinal materials, but I really don't have the Soul Returning Grass and Dragon Ball here." ”

Yang Wei suddenly said angrily: "What do you do as the head of the medicine storehouse, you can't take it at the critical moment, what do I want you to do?" ”

"Master Wei, don't worry, listen to my explanation first." Shan De cried and laughed and said: "You also know that the soul revival grass is only possible to grow in the place of yin and evil, I have only seen this thing in the classics, I have never seen the real thing, not to mention the dragon ball, it is said to be the inner pill in the body of the dragon, these two are almost legendary things, I am really powerless!" ”

Yang Wei on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and asked, "Except for the Soul Rejuvenation Grass and Dragon Ball, can you guarantee that the other medicinal materials are in place for me?" ”

"Yes." Shan De replied.

"Okay, you don't have to take care of those two things, I'll solve them personally, and after seven days, you let people send the things to Zhongnan Mountain on time......" Yang Wei explained the time and place.

"Okay." After Shan De hung up the phone, he sighed with emotion with the medicine list in his hand, shook his head and said to himself: "Can you get the Soul Restoration Grass and the Dragon Ball?" A cow man is a cow man..."

On the shore of Qinghai Lake, a middle-aged man with a dark face sits cross-legged on the surface of the sparkling lake, his eyes evenly closed.

In an old temple behind him, the thin-faced Zang Ji sat under the statue of the Buddha, holding a string of prayer beads and chanting words in an old state, reciting Buddhist scriptures with his eyes closed, and his expression was peaceful and peaceful.

Don't look at the original lamas in this dilapidated old temple have gone their separate ways to other temples, only such an old lama with his apprentice guarding the last wisp of incense, but a hundred years ago, the old lama's master was also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, and his tantric kung fu was extraordinary, and he was called the 'spiritual saint'.

An off-road vehicle galloped on the shore of Qinghai Lake, bringing up smoke and dust all the way, and soon stopped outside the dilapidated temple, a middle-aged man jumped out of the car, took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the temple for a while, and walked in quickly.

After seeing the thin monk sitting facing the Buddha in the main hall, the middle-aged man asked respectfully behind him, "Are you Master Zang Ji?" ”

Zang Ji stopped chanting, opened his eyes and bowed to the Buddha Namase, then got up and stood up, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said in reply: "I am Zang Ji, is there anything the donor is looking for me?" ”

The middle-aged man immediately took out the phone, dialed a number and went out, and immediately put the phone in front of Zang Ji with both hands and said, "Master, your old friend wants to talk to you." ”

"Old friends?" Zang Ji was puzzled, took the phone and fed.

"Zang Ji, it's me, your broken temple hasn't collapsed, right?" Yang Wei's voice came from the phone.

As soon as Zang Ji heard the voice, he knew who it was, and immediately showed a faint smile on his face, and said, "Buddha bless, you can still shelter from the wind and rain." ”

Yang Wei said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you a little, come out and take a walk, it's boring to stay in that broken temple." ”

Zang Ji smiled: "The heart is at ease, the big is at ease, and it is not boring." ”

"Don't do it." Yang Wei sneered and said: "Come to Zhongnan Mountain, the gospel has prepared mountain treasures to entertain you, remember to bring your master's 'spirit bead', I will borrow it." ”

Zang Ji smiled faintly, his feelings were playing the idea of 'Lingzhu', and he shook his head and said, "I'm old, I don't want to run around anymore." ”

Yang Wei said indifferently: "You don't need to run around, I have already called someone to pick you up, you just have to come along, you don't have to worry about anything, eat and drink Lazar to ensure that you can arrange it well." ”

Zang Ji shook his head and said, "Don't go." ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Yang Wei immediately turned his face and said angrily: "Bald donkey, if you don't come and try it, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”