Mu Feng fainted, and it was three days after he woke up. Qing'er stayed by the side and took care of him day and night for three days, and saw that he was sleeping peacefully, except for the skin injury, there was no major problem, and he couldn't bear the hardship of the past three days, and he fell asleep next to Mu Feng. Mu Feng woke up and saw Qing'er in his sleep. Qing'er frowned slightly, and when she heard it, she was calling Brother Feng, as if she was comforting Mu Feng in a dream.

Mu Feng's heart was sour, and he stretched out his sore arm to straighten out the hair that had slipped on the corner of Qing'er's mouth. As soon as Mu Feng came into contact with Qing'er's hair, Qing'er opened her eyes in a daze, and in her sleepy eyes, she seemed to see Mu Feng caressing her hair, Qing'er felt very warm, called Brother Feng stupidly, reached out and held Mu Feng's hand and put it on her face, and then slowly closed her eyes.

As soon as she closed her eyes, Qing'er woke up, it turned out that she was not dreaming, but when she thought of pressing Brother Feng's hand on her face, she was embarrassed in her heart, I don't know if she continued to pretend to be asleep and felt the warmth from Mu Feng's hand, or... What to do, what to do! Shame on people. In the end, Qing'er stood up with a red face and said to Mu Feng: "Feng, Brother Feng, I'll go get you some food." ”

Then he disappeared from Mu Feng's field of vision as if he fled. Mu Feng looked at Qing'er's galloping figure with a smile on his face. I endured the pain in my body and did it. There was a wooden box on the stool next to him, which was well sealed around it, and Mu Feng knew that it was his grandfather's urn. Mu Feng held the box in both hands, put it on his lap, and reached out to stroke the wooden box, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Qing'er entered the house with a bowl of steaming porridge, stirring as she walked. At this time, Qing'er freshened up, threw away the embarrassment just now, and watched Mu Feng caressing the wooden box, knowing that Brother Feng was missing Grandpa Baicao. So, he walked over with a bowl and whispered, "Brother Feng, you are hungry, drink some porridge." Qing'er's porridge is delicious. Listening to Qing'er in front of him saying child-like words, Mu Feng also knew that Qing'er was afraid that he would be sad again.

Mu Feng looked at Qing'er with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Thank you, sister Qing'er, Brother Feng likes to drink Qing'er's porridge the most." Qing'er saw that Mu Feng had come out of her grief, so she moved the chair and held the bowl and said, "I'll feed Brother Feng." Then he lowered his head, scooped up a spoonful, blew a few times, and handed it to Mu Fengzui, at this time, seeing Mu Feng looking straight at him, Qing'er looked around and said, "Brother Feng, what are you looking at?

Mu Feng didn't answer, still looking at Qing'er with a smile, and Qing'er also stared at Mu Feng in confusion. Mu Feng said: "Qing'er, you look so good with a red face, like a fairy in the sky." "Brother Feng teased me, I'm not a fairy. Qing'er said coquettishly. Although she said so, Qing'er's heart was sweet. After a while, the porridge was finished. Mu Feng asked Qing'er to bring the box that Grandpa Baicao left for Mu Feng. Qing'er said: "Brother Feng, you have a good rest, I'll go back first." Come back in the evening. The well-behaved Qing'er knew that Mu Feng should be left alone for a while at this time. Mu Feng said thank you to Qing'er. Qing'er left.

Mu took the box, opened it and saw a letter, a book, a very fine texture of agarwood, and a square shape of non-gold and non-jade. Feng'er took out the letter, opened it and saw her grandfather's familiar handwriting.

"Feng'er, when you read this letter, Grandpa was already gone. Although you usually don't deal with things in a hurry, you don't show your feelings, as if you are almost detached from your youth. But grandpa knows that your heart is not cold, and grandpa can feel the love and dependence of your heart on grandpa.

Because of this, my passing is the greatest test for you in your memory, and with your heart, if someone helps you, you can save the day. Life and death are the norm of life, you don't have to be too sad, when one day you know what life and death are, you will understand that grandpa's death is a great transcendence. If you realize life and death one day, you and I may see each other again······"

At this point, the suicide note suddenly became indistinct, and the handwriting in the blur was confused. It was difficult to see clearly, and then I saw that the words gradually disappeared from back to front, Mu Feng felt in a trance, and saw that there was not a word on the papyrus. Strangely, Mu Feng didn't feel these anomalies, as if the open papyrus was blank.

At this time, Mu Feng didn't understand why his grandfather left him a blank piece of straw paper, Mu Feng fell into deep thought, and always felt that there should be something on the blank straw paper. Mu Feng didn't know that there was such a world in the endless time and space, this world was full of strange mountains and rivers, there was a green mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, the mountain seemed to be floating in the clouds without roots, and there was a gazebo on the top of the mountain sitting in a scroll in one hand, rich jade like a god, a dignified person.

When Mu Feng read the suicide note, this person felt that the clouds and mist around him seemed to move, and he closed his eyes slightly, and then his expression was clear, and he still held the scroll, and said while reading: "If you don't have it, you can't keep it." As soon as he finished speaking, the handwriting of the suicide note in Mu Feng's hand gradually disappeared, and Mu Feng seemed to have never read it, and then Mu Feng fell into deep thought.

In another piece of time and space, there is a white-haired old man sitting in the pavilion of the medicine field, and there is a medicine pod suspended in front of the old man, and the void under the pod is on fire, and the color of the flame is red and blue when the old man gently shakes the fan. If Mu Feng saw this old man, he would definitely recognize this old man as Grandpa Baicao. The old man's expression suddenly tightened, and he found that the suicide note he left for Mu Feng was abnormal, and when he counted it, he found that the scene he had deduced fell into chaos. sighed repeatedly: "Strange, strange." ”

Mu Feng was completely unaware that the suicide note in his hand attracted the attention of two pieces of time and space. I'm still thinking about what Grandpa Baicao left a blank sheet of paper for. Thinking about it like this, I fell asleep unconsciously. In his sleep, he dreamed that he was reading the suicide note left by Grandpa Baicao, and suddenly the handwriting was confused, and then disappeared. Mu Feng suddenly woke up and found that he was dreaming, and then took the suicide note, and then looked at it and it was still blank. Thinking back to the dream I had, I only vaguely remember that my suicide note said "You and I may have a time to meet again", and I can't remember anything else.

Mu Feng was puzzled, so he had to give up and pick up other things. The title of the book is "Taishang Forgetfulness", Mu Feng flipped through it at will, and felt esoteric and abnormal. Put down the book, and picked up a sign, the Yangwen on the sign shows that it is the word "Shennong", I don't know what this word is for, Mu Feng held the brand, and remembered Grandpa Baicao, these things Grandpa should be carrying, touching the Yangwen on the brand, holding the wooden card tightly, as if to catch something.

Suddenly, I felt a stream of heat from the palm of my hand to the wooden card, and then the heat flow came back, extremely pure, and automatically flowed in the meridians after entering the body, Mu Feng realized at this time what is internal force and what is true qi. On weekdays, he acts like flying, Mu Feng just feels that his body is powerful, and at that time, the power is invisible and integrated. Now this heat flow is perceptible, as if it were something tangible.

After Mu Feng closed his eyes and sensed the changes in his body, he opened his eyes and looked at the wooden card. I saw that there was a medicine tripod-like picture and text under the word Shennong, and I felt that the back of the brand was uneven, and I looked at the back again, and saw that there was a graphic like a wooden bowl on the back. Mu Feng felt very surprised, and when he left the brand, the medicine tripod and the figure were fixed, as if they had only been formed after his hand. Mu Feng played with the sign for a while, and saw that there were no other changes to the brand, so he picked up the block of unknown texture. This block is like a lump of wood compared to a wooden card, with no peculiar variations.

Mu Feng took these things and remembered Grandpa Baicao again. Grandpa is gone, Mu Feng feels that in the vast world, his existence is very redundant, when Grandpa Baicao is there, Mu Feng can still find support, I hope that I can live with my grandfather and accompany my grandfather. However, now that his grandfather is gone, Mu Feng suddenly doesn't know what to do and how to live.

It was getting late, and the setting sun was suspended on the top of the mountain, dark red like blood, dyeing the passing stratus clouds scarlet, like folded blood-red handkerchiefs. Everything was quietly shrouded in the slanting light, looking so listless, and the hundred herbs were silent in the slanting light. Qing'er looked at the Baicao House under the slanting sun, thinking that there would be no Grandpa Baicao in the village from now on, and couldn't help but have wet red eyes. Then Qing'er wiped her eyes and walked into the house.

Mu Feng was still sitting on the bed, silent. Hearing the door rattling, he looked up and saw Qing'er. "Qing'er, you came just in time, accompany me to go outside. Qing'er stepped forward to help Mu Feng. With Qing'er's support, Mu Feng endured the pain in his limbs and walked out of the valley.

Mu Feng looked at the sparse withered grass outside the valley, a cool breeze blew, and the withered grass swayed lonely, as if the wind was stronger, it could blow it down. "Qing'er, do you think I look like those withered grass?" Qing'er looked at the withered grass swaying in the wind, and cried out with some regret: "Brother Feng". I want to say something but don't know how to say it. Mu Feng smiled at Qing'er and turned his head to look at the figure in the sunset behind him. "From now on, where should I go, what should I do?" Mu Feng asked silently.

With the passage of time, Mu Feng also came out of the thick grief, and continued to collect medicine and make medicines on weekdays. In fact, it is useless to pick it, the name of the village gets along with Grandpa Baicao on weekdays, and more or less learned some methods of health care and health care, there is no disease and no pain on weekdays, and the Zhuang family is in good health, and occasionally due to sudden changes in the weather, they can also collect some medicinal materials to manage themselves. This is probably also a healing cure.

Over time, the medicines collected in Baicaolu were all processed by Grandpa Baicao and sold to the pharmacy in the city. When everyone was chatting under the tree after dinner, Mu Feng said: "Grandparents, uncles and uncles, Feng'er is leaving the village now, thank you for taking care of you all these years." Qing'er was adding tea to the old people, and after hearing Mu Feng's words, she asked anxiously, "Why did Brother Feng leave?" Mu Feng looked at Qing'er's anxious and overwhelmed expression, and explained respectfully like the old man in the village: "When Grandpa was alive, he asked me to send his ashes after his death to Shennong Valley for burial. ”

After everyone listened to each other, an old man said: "I am the most traveled in the village, and now I have never heard of Shennong Valley, Xiaofeng, do you know where Shennong Valley is?"

Mu Feng shook his head and said: "Feng'er doesn't know, but when you go to the ends of the earth, Feng'er will find it." "Well, in that case, you need to be prepared. When to go, let everyone know. Although everyone was a little reluctant, thinking of the old doctor's will, they hoped that Mu Feng could find Shennong Valley and fulfill the old doctor's will.