"Kwon Heng...... I remember the name. ”

Dai Xiao said seriously: "I will go to you for my achievements in the future." ”

"It's time for a lunch break! It's time for a lunch break! ”

Huang Xiu cleaned up the mess of lunch, entered the door and greeted:

"Let's lie down on the desk and take a rest, so that we can have the energy to go to class in the afternoon!"

The children immediately lay obediently on the simple desk, and Quan Heng got up and left, no longer bothering.

"If you want to go to the border, I can ask someone from the village to take you there."

"No, I'll leave tomorrow morning."

Quan Heng looked at the "weeds" around the school yard, and suddenly said: "Prunella vulgaris, barbangui, Houttuynia cordata, these are indeed very common in the field. ”

"Yes, it's all Chinese medicine."

Huang Xiu nodded and said:

"I originally thought that poverty alleviation would start with the delivery of Chinese herbal medicines, but domestic pharmaceutical factories rarely collect traditional Chinese medicines, and in the past few years, there have been large-scale acquisitions by foreign companies, and our local pharmaceutical factories have been forced to sell at low prices and become the pockets of foreign capital."

It's not that it's unpatriotic, it's really cornered.

If the upper echelons do not lend a helping hand, what will the civilians at the lower levels do?

Where does the strength come from to resist?

If you really want to be forced to the point where you can only save yourself, the result can be imagined.

"Pharmaceutical factories can drive regional development, and they must be done." Kwon Heng said.

"I know - if we don't cherish Chinese medicine, others will grab it, and when we really need it and we don't have it, it's too late."

Huang Xiu said, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he said: "As long as the economy develops, it can also solve many conceptual problems - I have limited personal strength, and I want to correct some old thinking for children, but I am afraid of over-correction...... I realized that education was so difficult. ”

Quan Heng said: "I personally think: overkill is to overcorrect.

"Because the change of people's concept needs to be impacted, we must first realize that there is a struggle, and then we will face up to this problem, instead of vaguely covering the past, as it was in the past for a long time."

Huang Xiu: "If you want to open the window, you have to tear down the roof first?" ”

"Almost." Kwon Heng didn't say anything more and stepped into the school's humble library.

It is said to be a library, but it is actually just a love book corner.

The books are all donated by caring people, and most of them are shabby.

Quan Heng's eyes swept and he pulled out a book with an abnormal texture of paper, which was coated with a thin layer of tung oil.

Waterproof paper?

Inside, there are some pictures of the mountains.

"Is this a light map?"

The light and shadow map, the book will be different from the field, and a special angle is needed to find the location, otherwise ordinary people in the ancient cemetery can find it, which is too dangerous.

And it is usually accompanied by poems, poems are light and shadow diagrams, and the correct location of the tomb can be found when the poem is broken, and the last page or the beginning of the book should be the storage position.

As for the poems...... It's all passed down orally from generation to generation, and they can't be written or written.

"Yes, this is a book found in the original village chief's house, and there is everything." Huang Xiudao.

Quan Heng thought for a while and said, "Are there still tombs near the Red River?" ”

"Yes, it's still a cave."

Huang Xiu looked at the somewhat worn-out book and thought about it carefully:

"But in fact, this book was left by a Taoist master, and you ...... Younger than you, seventeen or eighteen years old.

"I said that I had traveled, and I had been traveling abroad for three or four years, learning from Heming Mountain, and walking in the red dust. I've also seen that little Taoist, very leisurely, and indeed a little fairy-like character.

She was only followed by a tanuki cat named "Pear Blossom", and it was rumored that she could talk, and everyone called her "Tanuki Fairy". In our village, we also catch fish to hire cats and ask them to get rid of rats.

"She helped us solve a lot of problems, including this "ghost centipede tomb", which is amazing."

"The Taoist ...... From Heming Mountain? ”

Seeing Huang Xiu nodding, Quan Heng was full of thoughts.

Song Jingyun is from Heming Mountain and is also a Taoist priest.

"Yes, I remember this clearly, there should be words on the back of this book."

Huang Xiu flipped the book of light and shadow to the end, and sure enough, there was a poem.

The font is extremely chic, Luan Xiang Feng Zhu, the pen goes dragon snake:

[Wandering wreckage, crazy traces, like an untied boat; Spend all day long, eat and swim. 】

There was also a small cat's claw next to it, which seemed to be slapped hard, and the ink splashed a little.

Tanuki Cat ...... Taoist......

"Do you know the name of this Taoist priest?"

"Everyone is called Xiao Daoye, or Xiao Dao Chang," Huang Xiu was stunned and said, "Hey, isn't there a signature on the back?" ”

Signature?

Kwon Heng turned the page forward and found that there was indeed a line of words.

- Crane compassion Taoist, stay.

There is also a line of crooked small text next to the signature:

- Pear Blossom Daxian, stay.

Quan Heng's expression moved slightly, his fingers stroked the ink, and in a trance, he heard a clear and free young voice, and his smile was particularly beautiful.

[What elementary school font hahahaha...... Cats also have to write, so it's better to press the paw prints directly]

A girl's muffled and annoyed voice rang out:

[Bad Taoist, stinky Taoist, you didn't teach me words, Pear Blossom Daxian won't catch mice for you to eat today! ] The cicada won't give you a title anymore! 】

The sound faded away in the blink of an eye, and there was no trace.

I don't know why Quan Heng's heart suddenly tightened and was very uncomfortable, but then he settled down and laughed again:

"It's a ...... The dashing trail is long. ”

Walking in the red dust, the green pine is far away and there is no splendor, but there are immortals in the world.

I haven't finished inserting the single book in the back.,Don't continue to read it yet!!

(End of chapter)