Why did Chongyang Ancestor want to see Peony, Hua Lan had questions in her heart, but she didn't ask, but just explained to the little Taoist priest very politely: "Little Master, you probably don't know very well, Peony has a very serious illness, and Hua is inseparable from her side. If Chongyang Ancestor has to see it, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult. ”

What she meant was to accompany Peony to see Chongyang Ancestor, and Sleepless stopped her politely and said, "Since this is the case, a few donors will rest here for the time being, and Sleepless will go back to pay homage to the ancestor." ”

As he spoke, he saluted very respectfully, glanced at the peony who was already cowering behind Hua Lan, his eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he turned around and walked out of the guest house.

The little Taoist priest behaved strangely, and Hua Lan didn't go to the guest room. She sat by a bluestone case in the courtyard, her eyes unintentionally supporting her chin, and staring at the old man who was picking yin vines in the rockery in the distance.

Hua Lan didn't enter the guest room, Shou'an Wang Shi Jingyun and Jin Se also sat down at the stone table, and their eyes invariably followed Hua Lan's line of sight to the rockery.

There are more people in the guest house, and it is impossible for the old man not to know. The old man probably noticed the gazes of a few people, and after slowly picking the half-blue yin vine, he walked over slowly with a bamboo basket.

The golden fruit of the yin vine is only the size of a soybean, but it is a very delicious and delicious fruit, sweet and sour, appetizing. But this fruit is another taboo, that is, it cannot be eaten on an empty stomach.

Seeing that the old man wanted to come over by herself, Hua Lan hurriedly stood up respectfully and bowed to the old man, and asked, "Old man, you have picked so many yin vine fruits, do you want to dry them?" ”

After the fruit of the yin vine is on the cheeks, it is very easy to preserve and can be eaten for a long time. When Hua Lan said this, the old man laughed.

He slowly put the bamboo basket on the table, indifferently glanced at the peony standing on the side, and said meaningfully: "This girl, can you help the old man to clean it?" ”

“……？”

Peony was stunned, with two big misty eyes, he looked at the golden fruits in the bamboo basket on the table blankly, and looked at the old man in confusion.

The old man had a kind smile on his face, and his kind face was gentle, and when he saw her looking at him, his face turned pale, and he pulled down his face, "What, this little favor of the old man, does the girl have to refuse?" ”

There was a spring in the corner of the courtyard, and the old man's gaze swept over and gestured to the peony. Peony thought for a while, saw that it was not far away, looked at Hua Lan, and saw that she didn't say anything, so she nodded to the old man, and obediently took the bamboo basket and walked towards the spring.

As soon as the peony left, the old man sat down at the table, looked at Hua Lan with a kind face, and said with a smile: "The little boy is young and promising, and he actually knows the preservation method of the yin vine fruit, the old man is interested in asking, after this yin vine is dried, why is the medicinal power greatly reduced, I don't know if the young man can teach a lesson or two?" ”

The evaporation of water from the yin vine fruit will only enhance the medicinal power, and the old man's question is clearly contradictory.

Hua Lan thought for a while, and then asked, "Uncle Weihe has this question?" ”

"What, is there something wrong? The old man picks the yin vine fruit all the year round and dries it all the year round, but unfortunately, it does not have any curative effect all year round. Every time I eat it, I have bloating and food accumulation. Since the little boy is proficient in medical science, he asked the young man to help the old man answer his questions, what is the reason for this? ”

The fruit of the yin vine is already dissipated and depressed, and it is said that the food is full of food, which does not work.

Hua Lan was also very confused, and shook her head blankly: "Although I have some pharmacological knowledge in the next, there is still no way to explain the disease of the old man, please forgive me for being shallow in the next study." ”

"Well, he's a talker."

The old man stretched out his frowns and laughed.

At this time, Peony cleaned the fruit and put it on the table, and the old man beckoned to her, and said gently, "You can sit down too." ”

Peony Mu looked at the old man for two seconds, his eyelids were dull, but he didn't hear it, and he returned to Hua Lan and stood up.

"Huh."

The old man laughed embarrassedly, his eyes fell on the table, he took a bunch of crystal clear yin vine fruits, handed them to Hua Lan, and said, "Young man, this fruit is delicious." The old man is old, and he is not blessed to consume these fruits, but you are young, and you are even more energetic when you eat them. ”

"More old man. It's just that the younger generation has not eaten lunch, and these fruits are still not suitable for consumption. ”

Hua Lan politely refused, and then asked the old man with a homely smile in a softened tone: "Uncle, why are you in the guest house?" ”

"Me?"

The old man smiled heartily, his eyes were fixed on the tentacles hanging on Hua Lan's chest, a slight trace of frustration appeared, and he sighed: "The old man has always lived in this courtyard. Every flower and grass here is carefully planted by the old man's hard work. The feelings are deep and inseparable. ”

"You've always lived here?"

Hua Lan looked around at this garden-like courtyard, very puzzled, and asked, "So, you are also a guest of Chongyang Palace?" ”

The guest was staying in a guest house, which seemed to be a reasonable explanation.

The old man raised his eyebrows indifferently, his frustrated expression became thicker and thicker, and his eyelids pulled down: "Alas, people are old, so they have such a hobby." ”

Hua Lan heard the loneliness and sadness in the old man's mouth, and did not speak again.

The old man said: "A few of you are here to find Chongyang Ancestor, do you know his temperament?" ”

Hua Lan shook her head very blankly: "Uncle, Hua is here to ask for an antidote to poisonous weeds, I heard that this Chongyang Ancestor has a very strange personality. You live here all year round, can you tell us a little bit about it? The younger generation is determined to win this trip and does not want to return in vain. ”

"Hmm."

The old man nodded, scratched his fingers on a few longevity eyebrows hanging on his eyelashes, and shook his head very depressedly: "It's hard to say." The old man heard that poisonous weeds are extremely harmful, and everyone wants a recipe for detoxification. This can be a trivial matter. ”

Of course, Hua Lan understood that Chongyang Ancestor would not easily come up with a recipe for the detoxification of poisonous weeds, and asked tentatively: "What about Qing, what about Chongyang?" Hua Lan is sincere, not for her own selfishness, but Chongyang Ancestor is a grandmaster-level figure, and he should be a person with a clear distinction between green and white, so he won't embarrass the younger generation? ”

The old man lowered his eyelids, glanced at Hua Lan with a complicated flash in his eyes, sighed gloomily, and said, "What the little boy said is true." ”

He didn't continue, but sighed a few times before saying, "If the old man's guess is right, the little boy has a very cunning master, right?" ”

Hua Lan had been observing the old man, who was dressed in simple coarse cloth clothes, but his expression and demeanor were full of majesty and dignity, especially this tone.

If it were an ordinary guest in this guest house, they would not face a few of their gorgeously dressed guests so calmly.

The identity of the old man made Hua Lan suspicious, and when she mentioned the master, this doubt became even stronger.

"Uncle, you must know Master Stinky Socks, right?"

Hua Lan's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and she suddenly asked.

"Huh."

The old man's already gloomy face was completely devoid of brilliance and gloomy: "The little boy is deliberately entertaining the old man, right?" You are the old Chongyang Palace teasing the old man, right? ”

Seeing that Chongyang Ancestor had told the truth, Hua Lan smiled in her heart, and her face was stunned: "Uncle, the younger generation has traveled thousands of miles and broken through many difficulties, so he came to Chongyang Palace, just to find an antidote to poisonous herbs to save people's fire." Where does the word teasing come from? The younger generation holds himself a little bit of the same medical theory, how can he offend the ancestor, the old man must be mistaken. ”

"It's really good to have a misunderstanding, but you said it lightly? So tell me, what's going on with the thing around your neck? ”