The white-bearded old man outside the door greeted Wushuang and them when he entered the door, he nodded kindly, stared at Wushuang's glasses and smiled, then turned around and entered the house and closed the door.

Wushuang looked at the old man's back in surprise, why is this old man so strange? Ma Sihai is already considered to be physically tough, but compared to him, this white-bearded old man is also a hundred years old, and the folds on his face have been piled up into a stack, which can trap a mosquito. But look at the movement of his walking, every step with a strong wind. When he passed by Wushuang's side, Wushuang smelled a very peculiar smell on him, this smell was indescribable, a little sweet, and a little bitter, like an old soap horn.

"Who could he be?"

Squeak squeak...... The white-haired yellow skin was jumping left and right on Wushuang's shoulders, and the two little Doudou's eyes were full of green light, and they were abnormally excited. He kept staring at the white-bearded old man who had just entered the house, and saliva was already flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"You little traitor! When my brother comes, you won't be okay with me, will you? Hmph! I'll kick you out tonight! I won't let you sleep on my kang!" Ma Ya gently flicked the little head with white hair and yellow skin.

But the small lesson still couldn't calm down the white fur and yellow skin, it jumped off Wushuang's shoulders and jumped to the edge of the window, but it was already October 1, the temperature in the ridge was much lower than outside, and the doors and windows of every house were closed. Its head slammed against the window, and it was eager to rush in.

Ma Ya is a girl after all, and the girl is careful, and she immediately senses that something is wrong with this white-bearded old man, otherwise she would not have let the white-haired and yellow-skinned react so much.

"Brother, this old man may be a spirit in the mountains!

"Oh, the spirit in the mountains has changed, and the courage is too great, isn't it? Just transformed into a human form and entered the tunzi in front of so many people? It seems that he has a good friendship with your grandfather! Your grandfather's situation...... Hmm......" Wushuang didn't go on.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned man was already crazy, and the eyes of the two little mung beans were shining, and they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, jumping up and down and tossing back and forth in the yard. The little paw dragged down a bud for a while, stole a carrot from a neighbor's house, and pulled out a coriander root from the ground after a while, and put it all in front of Wushuang to show him.

"Damn, little beast, are you crazy?

"What the hell are you going to do, little one, what do you mean by showing me this?" Wushuang looked at the several different plants in front of him in surprise, most of them had rhizomes or whiskers, but what did these represent?

"This little thing is very clever, it's going to tell you something, but it doesn't know how to express it. As if encouragingly, Ma Ya touched a white hair in the middle of its head.

The little thing was recognized by the owner, and he was a lot bolder, so he simply ran out of the tunzi, and after about ten minutes, he put a ridge of vegetation in his mouth and put it in front of Wushuang.

"Kikyo can't it be, can it become a sperm?" said Wushuang grinning.

Ma Ya couldn't understand what the yellow skin was trying to say, and almost all the vegetation it brought back had roots. What is it?

At this time, a hunter in the tunzi ran over, carrying a roe deer on his shoulder, and it seemed that he had just come back from the ridge to honor Ma Sihai.

"Ya, hurry up and stew it for your grandfather in a while, my family has nothing fun to honor him, just such a little craft, don't be picky!"

"Third master, thank you, didn't you come here yesterday with a fever? Are you feeling better? Don't move around, just take a good rest. Ma Ya took the roe deer from Orion.

"It's okay, my body is hard and strong, my head was still buzzing before I got up this morning, I didn't expect my son to say just now that I opened the window to breathe, and we don't know what evil wind is blowing in the tunzi, the smell is fragrant, I smell this way, the disease on my body is all gone, do you think it's strange? haha......" Orion smiled heartily.

"Yes, yes, little girl, don't worry, the old man will definitely get better, my father had asthma last night, coughed up blood, and he was going to be sent to the hospital just now, no, it's okay to smell the aroma in the mountains, the ancestors bless, the old man doesn't often say, our Heilongtun is a blessed land, and the Manchurians were all here to develop the dragon vein. A woman shouted loudly.

If it is possible that a cold and headache will be resisted by the body's immunity, then how can it be said that the old asthma for many years is good? Wushuang and Ma Ya looked at each other, and felt that the strangeness in the tunzi was related to the strange smell wafting in the air.

And this smell also followed the white-bearded old man to the tunzi, and it seems that he is really not small. But what is it that can come and go and get rid of the pain? I guess he might also be a medicinal herb.

"Brother, you come!" Ma Ya took Wushuang's hand and dragged him into his West Room and closed the door.

"Oh, you two are so unreasonable, in broad daylight...... Tut-tut...... What's the hurry?" Lu Haotian mocked.

"Ya, this is not good, the villagers are watching from the outside!" Wushuang said this, but he closed the door with his hand, and still stopped Ma Ya's small waist from behind.

"It's annoying, you've learned from Brother Mouse. Release, I'm here for you to smell this thing. Ma Ya took out an old-fashioned lunch box from the drawer, opened the lid of the lunch box, and wrapped a piece of red paper in it with a root of old ginseng, this old ginseng does not look shriveled, but there are about 20 whiskers underneath, which is definitely the best wild ginseng. Just like that, a small finger with the thickness of a finger is estimated to be a few thousand dollars. I don't know when the old man dug it up.

"Good thing! This old ginseng has been growing for at least a few decades. ”

"It's not for you to look at this, you smell it, see what it smells like?" Ma Ya shook the old mountain ginseng in front of Wushuang's nose.

The boss with peerless eyes glared and exclaimed, "It's exactly the same smell as that white-bearded old man?" you mean...... Wouldn't it?"

"That's right, ginseng, the king of herbs! Only ginseng has such an effect, didn't my brother notice that as soon as he approached, my grandfather suddenly became much more energetic? You see, my grandfather has been talking to him for so long in the house now?" Ma Ya said, pointing to the window of the east room.

On the kang in the east house, Ma Sihai's face was much more ruddy, and he was talking with the white-bearded old man with a smile on his face, the two had been talking for three hours, and Ma Sihai still didn't feel any discomfort in his body.