"It's cold...... Where is this?"

Ye Cang felt that he was very weak now, and tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy as if they were filled with lead. After trying for a long time, I barely opened a gap. In a trance, Ye Cang saw the bright light, saw the thatched roof, and then Ye Cang's eyelids became heavy again, so he had to continue to sleep.

............

It's a quiet valley. A small stream flows down the base of the mountain, and a few trees beside the stream are lush and green, condensing crystal dew in the morning mist. Not far away, several grass huts gradually leaked out of the mist, a wisp of cooking smoke slowly rose, and a few cheerful cries of birds were occasionally heard in the forest. The sunlight weaves through the jungle, leaving a trail of light in the morning mist, wrapping around the branches like white ribbons and finally reaching the ground. Not far from the grass house, there are several medicine gardens of considerable scale, and a garden of medicinal herbs is spread out in patches, and occasionally a few strange grasses can be seen exuding a crystal luster in the dense light.

At this time, on a raised slope to the south of the cottage, a thin and thin figure stood quietly, breathing slowly in the sun. After standing like this for a long time, the figure moved. The right hand is slowly raised, and a circle is drawn in front of the body, then the body is slightly to the left, the left leg is bent, and the body is rhythmically turned back. Looking at its appearance, it is a bit like a move in Tai Chi, but it is different when you look closely.

"Hoo ......"

After a few gentle movements, the thin figure finally stopped. An ordinary little face, thick eyebrows, the childishness on the face is still there, and the skin is fair, probably because of the reason that he has just finished exercising, the little face is flushed, and there are still a few drops of water on the forehead, and he can't tell whether it is morning dew or sweat.

"Finally broke through the first layer," muttered the owner of the body. Thinking that he came to this world inexplicably half a year ago, was seriously injured, and his body became like an eleven or twelve-year-old child, the little guy felt extremely depressed.

This figure is Ye Cang. Half a year ago, after being chased by the blood arrow and the ape, and stubbornly endured the blood arrow's killing arrow, Ye Cang fell off the cliff, and then fell unconscious. When I woke up, I found myself in a strange world, when my body was also seriously injured, and I was rescued by a middle-aged Taoist priest under a cliff, and then I came to this medicine garden for treatment.

After collecting the fist technique, Ye Cang tidied up his clothes, glanced at the lush woods in front of him, and then turned around and walked towards the nearest grass house, where a wisp of cooking smoke was slowly rising, and a faint smell of food wafted in the air.

"Yuanming Daoist, I'm back. Ye Cang came to the door of the grass house, gently pushed the door open, and walked in.

"Ye boy, why is it so long this time? Hurry up and eat, there is still a lot of work to be done later. ”

In front of a simple wooden table and chair inside the door, a middle-aged Taoist priest sat with fluffy hair, shaking his head and eating, his face was full of grease, and he didn't know how long he hadn't bathed, and he said without raising his head after hearing the sound of Ye Cang entering the door.

"Dao Chief, I see. Ye Cang said respectfully, but he secretly shook his head in his heart, when he was rescued, he found that this unkempt Taoist priest acted in an unrestrained style, and he did things completely according to his mood and preferences. When he was injured, he took care of it hastily at most, and when his injury was a little better, he unceremoniously let himself help with some chores in the medicine garden, and when he was completely alive and could move freely, he was even more free and easy, completely letting himself work, and even Ye Cang was taking care of three meals a day. Yuanming Daoist himself eats and sleeps every day, sleeps and eats enough, and after lunch at noon every day, he will hold a scripture book in his hand, and he will squint and sleep for an afternoon after reading it for a long time.

"After eating, remember to water the No. 7 medicine garden, and the grass in the No. 9 medicine garden will be taken care of again. ”

After finishing breakfast, Daoist Yuanming stroked his stomach with satisfaction, and then squinted at Ye Cang and said. "Hey, looking at you, it seems that you have gained something from your practice. ”

Daoist Yuanming said suddenly, then put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and stared at Ye Cang strangely for a while.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that you second-rate family could still have such a self-cultivation technique, it seems that the ancestors of your Ye family are not ordinary people. Daoist Yuanming glanced at Ye Cang twice and said leisurely.

"The Taoist has won the award, our Ye family is a second-rate small family in the lockdown, and it can't be on the stage. After listening to the words of the middle-aged Taoist priest, Ye Cang hurriedly explained.

Half a year ago, when Ye Cang woke up from a coma, he found that his consciousness was still there, but his body was completely new. What's even more strange is that there are still some memories in his consciousness that do not belong to him, and later Ye Cang realized that he has traveled to a new world, and has a new identity, and also has a new life and beginning.

After half a year of running-in, Ye Cang completely digested the original residual memories of this body. Coincidentally, the original owner of this body was also named Ye Cang, a child of a small family called Fengcheng from three hundred miles away.

"Okay, I don't want to peek at your Ye family's ancestral exercises, your family's little bit of skill is still difficult to enter the eyes of the poor Dao. Seeing Ye Cang's hurried explanation, Yuanming Daoist pursed his lips, "Hurry up and eat, it will be the end of the year in three months, according to the usual practice, Guanli will send someone to collect medicinal herbs at that time, we have to work hard recently, we can't be lazy." ”

"Yes, yes, everything is at the command of the sermon. Ye Cangxiao tried his best to show a cute and obedient expression on his face, but he secretly cursed a lazy fox in his heart.

So after breakfast, Ye Cang obediently carried some wooden tools and walked in the direction of the medicine garden.

At this time, at the door of the grass house, Daoist Yuanming was lying comfortably on a wooden rattan chair, looking at Ye Cang's obedient way to work, and he didn't say anything, but from the curvature of the corners of his eyes, it could be seen that this unkempt Taoist priest was still in a good mood at this time.

Half a year ago, the Yuanming Dao chief passed by the cliff on the way to collect medicine, and found a smashed carriage and three seriously injured people, two adults and one small person, two of whom were already out of breath, but the children still had a breath. Judging from the costumes of several people at that time, the little guy should be a rich child, and there was a round jade around his neck when he was found. It may be that the road was intercepted by bandits, the family members were killed, and the last few people also fell off the cliff with the carriage. Fortunately, Ye Cang only broke a few ribs, and was discovered by the Yuanming Dao Elder in time and picked up a small life. However, when Daoist Yuanming asked Ye Cang's origin, Ye Cang was groggy and couldn't seem to remember anything about the previous events.

Originally, Daoist Yuanming wanted to send Ye Cang down the mountain after his injuries were healed, but Ye Cang's body had just recovered and he was relatively weak, and it would take a long journey to return to the lockdown, and Ye Cang could not find his way home at a young age. Second, Yuanming Daoist found that Ye Cang was indeed very "talented" in the cognition of herbal medicine, and the herbs in the medicine garden were only a little instructive, and Ye Cang could write them down, and he also had a certain understanding of medical science, and often some simple drug combinations could achieve unexpected results.

In addition, after Ye Cang's injury was healed, he worked diligently before and after, and he was very respectful to himself. Gradually, Daoist Yuanming didn't mention anything about letting Ye Cang leave quickly.

In this way, Ye Cang stayed in the medicine garden for more than half a year.