On the way back, Wang Fan was in an unprecedentedly good mood, and sang the eighteen touches that he hadn't sung for a long time... Today, I earned nearly 1,600 yuan! Not tens of thousands a month?

Wang Fan feels that life is very good now, and there is no noise in the countryside, it is plain and quiet, there is no pollution, and the air is good. Every day the sun rises and the sun sets, and the small days pass

Flattered.

When I got home~ I hastily ate some food, took a hot bath, and fell asleep in a hurry, and heard someone shouting outside early the next morning.

Wang Fan turned over and got up and opened the door, it turned out to be Ma Ling'er, the village flower.

The more Ma Linger thought about it after she went back a few days ago, the more embarrassed she became, although she knew that Wang Fan might have been talking about it that day, and casually said that she was looking for no one to propose. But Ma Linger always felt that if Wang Fan really came to propose,

She was worried that Wang Fan would talk about this matter everywhere, and she would be a little embarrassed at that time. After all, this is the countryside, not the city. If everyone knew about the two of them kissing, then she would

How can you gain a foothold in the village after that?

Therefore, Ma Linger still planned to explain it to Wang Fan after tossing and turning for nearly a few days, so that Wang Fan quickly broke off this thought. Don't pester her!

After Wang Fan listened to Ma Ling'er's words, he smiled at Ma Ling'er instead: You women just like duplicity, and what you think in your heart is different from what you say. You took the initiative to kiss before

Me, you still say it's not interesting to me?

Ma Linger hurriedly retorted: I said, why are you such a scoundrel?

"Then you said yourself, did you take the initiative to kiss me on the mouth?" Wang Fan said with a rogue mouth.

"Humph!" Ma Ling'er was speechless, and snorted, what are you doing here with this scoundrel? It's like having a love affair with a cow. After speaking, Ma Linger left in a huff

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After Wang Fan watched Ma Linger leave, he closed the door and turned around and entered the room, and then flashed into the space, and as soon as he came in, he froze!

This is....

How has this space become bigger, the original size of one acre, now there are two or three acres, and there is a small thatched house next to it.

Wang Fan looked at the internal structure of the small hut, in addition to a stone table and two stone benches, there was a stone bed next to it. There is an ancient book on this stone table, but there is no writing on the cover

Text, when Wang Fan walked over and was about to take a look, the wordless book suddenly turned into a streamer and drilled into Wang Fan's brain.

Wang Fan suddenly felt a splitting headache and came over for a while. Wang Fan, who was lying on the ground, stopped, and his eyes returned to clear yin.

It turned out that this was a medical book (I really don't know what the name is, so I just didn't write it and was lazy), and it was written by a Taoist who thought it was nameless during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

And the preface of the book also describes the location of the Taoist temple before the nameless Taoist, which is Fenghuang Village in Bayu Wanxian County (woo, the author really doesn't know what the name of Wanxian County is in ancient times)

Wang Fan was shocked, isn't that what we are? Could it be that the abandoned Taoist temple on the top of the back mountain is the Taoist temple of the nameless Taoist?

According to the old people in the village, the Taoist temple has been passed down for many years, and later in the late Yin and early Qing dynasties, Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan, killing the entire Sichuan and Chongqing ten rooms and nine empty, and the Taoist temple also suffered

The Taoist priest in the face also escaped to death, and the former Taoist temple was extinguished in the long river of history.

When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that our ancestors came from Fujian to increase the population after the Qing Dynasty immigrated from Huguang, Fujian and other places.

After Wang Fan thought of this, he sighed! This is history!

Then he was happy again, and the crystallization of this nameless Taoist finally cheapened himself. It's a legacy!

Wang Fan stayed in the space for a while, and planted seeds on the extra land after the upgrade. and exited the space.

Wang Fan was going to go up the mountain the next day to go to the Waste Taoist Temple, no matter what, he still went there to worship the nameless Taoist.

Early the next morning, Wang Fan carried the worship supplies on his back, carried the kettle and held the mountain knife in his hand, and walked all the way to the top of the mountain. When I arrived at the former site of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, I put down the offerings and kowtowed respectfully.

Wang Fan wandered around the Taoist temple again, huh... This is...? There is a ginseng plant in a relatively remote and hidden miscellaneous next to it! Wang Fan hurriedly walked over to take a look, and he couldn't get stuck

This leaf of this strain of ginseng for at least twenty years. Wang Fan immediately dug out this ginseng plant, this thing must be valuable. In the past, there were many kinds of medicinal herbs in the mountains, but later there were more people digging them.

The ginseng in the mountains has long been gone, let alone the ginseng of these twenty or thirty years.

On the way back, Wang Fan began to wonder how to sell this ginseng? I have to go to the city to sell it!

After returning home and gobbling up food, Wang Fan returned to his room.

Thinking of the wild ginseng he dug before, Wang Fan took out his copycat mobile phone, took a few photos, and then posted it on the forum to see if there was anyone who knew the goods and came to buy it

His ginseng.