Can this matter be said on the surface? Yang Jian was speechless for a while, and the heavenly eyes on his forehead were about to wrinkle into Sichuan characters.

Seeing that he was distressed, Hu Bugui smiled and picked out a few inconspicuous white flowers and grasses from a plate of washed yellow artemisia on the table, and said: "It is Erlang Zhenjun who governs Nanzhan Buzhou, and now I and Hua Shen Doctor Immortal Power are sealed, and I am no different from mortals, that is, you have something to help, you really have more than enough heart and not enough strength." ”

"Right now, we are the only ones who ask you, how can you ask us for a reason, there is one thing to ask for help from Yu Tian right now, go to Zhongdu to get some Soul Grass to do research for Hua Shen Doctor, in case of emergency. ”

After speaking, Hu Xiaoye took out an empty mineral water bottle, because the bottle was transparent, he could clearly see that there were more than a dozen fairy beads inside, flashing with low-key and dazzling brilliance, and placed it on the table at will, and said, "Please also ask Erlang Zhenjun to help." ”

Yang Jian coughed, his eyes fell on the few inconspicuous grasses, knowing that Hu Bugui understood his overtures, and thought things through and explained it clearly.

Because of the punishment from the Heavenly Court, there are demons in the Nanzhan Continent in the drought for many years, if Hua Tuo comes forward to treat this matter, the Heavenly Monarch must feel unhappy that he has lost face, but if he Yang Jian happens to have medicine in his hand to eliminate a catastrophe invisibly, it happens to be a great joy for everyone.

He swept away the unhappiness between his eyebrows, and said: "I want the Immortal Monarch to break the fee, roaring the sky, don't accept it quickly, and go to Zhongdu to buy the soul grass back." ”

The roaring dog standing at the table was already stunned, thinking about how much he had earned from this errand trip, and secretly thought to himself: "It is said that the Tongtian Immortal Sect is rich and rich, and it is rare to be rich like this, eating an artemisia grass requires immortal beads to promote planting, although this thing is rare in Nanzhan Buzhou, it is worth a high-grade spirit stone at most, and this immortal bead can be worth a thousand high-grade spirit stones, this Hu Xianjun is really heroic." ”

Yang Jian's shout made the Roaring Sky Dog wake up, and he hurriedly responded yes, stepped forward and took the bottle of fairy beads to buy medicine without mentioning it.

I don't understand the price of Nanzhan Buzhou, and the immortals in the book don't know about it for many years, but just looking at the expressions of these two of them, he knows that he has given too much.

It doesn't matter if you give too much, he's happy.

Not only can this group of mortals be protected from the control of the demon race, but also the relationship is cleared, and a few days later, they can return to the Tongtian Immortal Sect with Hua Shen Doctor safely, and take Hua Tuo's medicine to Chen Xiaoshen, not seeking a cure, as long as the disease can be controlled in a short period of time, otherwise lung cancer, once the blood vessels are compressed somewhere, respiratory failure is a matter of minutes.

If it weren't for this reason, he would have saved immortal beads with peace of mind and worked hard, and he wouldn't have come here to take a special trip.

People are in good spirits at happy events, Hu Bugui and Yang Jian both go to their hearts, concentrate on tasting the delicious hot pot, and talk happily.

Wuzhuang view.

This harmonious scene was seen by Sun Wukong, and he was amazed, scratching his ears and cheeks and asking Zhen Yuanzi: "This Yang Jian is fake, right? I remember when Heavenly Court asked him to arrest me, the fight was a thunderbolt of lightning, and he didn't show mercy at all, how can he be so polite to my little junior brother at this time?"

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile: "The things that should be done are not ambiguous, and I also know how to protect myself, Erlang God likes to deal with smart people, and with you, a monkey, it is unreasonable to say." ”

"Are you really confused when I think of my grandson? I have already seen the little junior brother put those bushes of grass on the table, Yang Jian's eyes changed, what kind of dumb riddle is this, but Lao Sun doesn't understand, big brother, you should tell me, right?"

"You don't know that. Let me ask you, who is Yang Jian's master?"

"Yuding is a real person. ”

"That's right, back then, in order to solve the suffering of the epidemic among the people, this Yuding real person once asked Shennong for cimicifuga grass to treat mortal soldiers, and the cohosh grass was the white flower grass that Hu Xiaozi just put on the table, this is Erlang God mixed in the artemisia grass, it is a gesture of goodwill for help, it is really difficult for this child, thoughtful, exquisite, and clear, it seems that I am too worried, Yang Jian and he can deal with it alone. ”

"This is also a knowledgeable family, my master has always liked to play dumb riddles, when he preached and solved doubts, he put a three-ring ruler on my head, I realized that I wanted to go to his room to teach private lessons, if I was stupid, I would definitely not be able to learn eight or nine magic skills at that time. Sun Wukong hehehe, pointing to the picture and saying: "When are you going to tell him the old things, I want to taste this red soup hot pot, it will make people appetite when they look at it." ”

"Don't worry, the time has not yet come. Zhen Yuanzi sighed: "This child's memory is still sealed, don't rush to find him." ”

Sun Wukong heard this, knew that it was the master's last order, and said: "It's all up to the eldest brother's orders." ”

Over there, Hu Hu didn't return to eat and drink, and he always felt cold behind his back, as if someone was looking at him, so he didn't talk nonsense with Yang Jian, and asked to understand that it would take about five or six hours for the Roaring Sky Dog to go back and forth to Zhongdu.

After returning to the main hall and discussing with Hua Tuo, Li Dalang's father and daughter saw that they would be able to complete the medicine tomorrow, and they were grateful, and Hu Bugui told them to sleep well and get up tomorrow morning to make medicine together.

Because Hua Tuo has been found, he has been worried about things for a long time, and finally has eyebrows, sleeps very steadily and sweetly, and sleeps until the sky is slightly bright, and he can hear a small sound outside the window.

Hu Bugui took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was only five o'clock in the morning, and he felt in his heart that this working person really got up early.

He was woken up and couldn't sleep, so he simply stepped on his shoes and came out to wash, Li Dalang saw that he was awake, and hurriedly whispered hello.

Hu Bugui saw that he was grinding something with a small stone mill, and calculated that the time Howling Dog should not have come back yet, so he asked, "What did you get here?"

Li Dalang said: "The villain originally had to cook the three meals of Dr. Hua on weekdays, thinking that the things he ate yesterday made his stomach hot, so he deliberately got up early to prepare some stomach-nourishing diet. ”

"That's right, I have a heart. Hu Bugui washed his face twice, sniffed the aroma of steamed rice in the air, and asked, "What are you grinding?"

"This is the food that the villain himself figured out, and the immortal will know when he tastes it. "Looking at Li Dalang's appearance, I am quite confident in this dish.

"Okay, then I'll go around and I'll be back in a minute. ”

The buildings of Huatuo's Xianju are all blue tiles and white walls, simple and simple, but the care is clean and comfortable, full of greenery, everything looks vibrant in the morning light, and the air is moist and fresh.

"It's a good place. Although there are few vegetables in the vegetable garden, they are all growing well, but unfortunately there are only some Chinese cabbage lentils, Hu Bugui walked around, remembering that Li Dalang did not prepare any vegetables, and pinched a few small tender gourds down, planning to wait for a fresh taste.