"Medicine Ancestor"

There are mountains in Qianjiang, its name is Langshi, the strange peaks stand in a forest, stretch and undulate, the clouds and mist in the mountains are kind, mysterious and unpredictable, it is difficult to see the end, it is a treasure place of Zhong Lingyuxiu in the field of Qianjiang City.

The climate in the mountains is warm and moist, there are many strange flowers and fruits and various medicinal materials, birds and beasts are also numerous, among which the peaks and cliffs and streams do not know how many are mortal, and many are shrouded by the kind clouds and mist, although there are many dangers, but it is also mysterious very, which makes people yearn.

In the Langshi Mountain, which stretches for hundreds of miles, a small town with only a few thousand people is guarded by the arch, and this town is called Baishi Town. As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to draft water, this is in the Baishi Town, which is in the shade of the mountains, and the medicine pickers and hunters in the town are all collecting medicine and hunting in Langshi Mountain for a living.

Of course, most herb pickers and hunters can only mingle among the lower peaks, and the cliffs that are too majestic and treacherous are only discouraged. After all, if it weren't for the extraordinary or experienced hunters and herb pickers, no one would dare to go deep into them, and that would be no different from seeking death.

Ten miles southeast of Baishi Town, there is a peak called Baishi Peak in Langshi Mountain. This peak is 600 zhang high, looking at it from afar, it is quite tall and majestic, and both sides of the peak are cliffs and abysses, it is rarely visited by medicine pickers and hunters.

However, at this time, on the top of Baishi Peak, there was a young man dressed in cyan cloth, who was carrying a basket and holding a medicine collection sickle, walking through the thorny jungle. The blue cloth on his body was a little old, with two patches on his back, a pair of straw sandals under his feet, and his immature but slightly resolute face was still stained with dew. With his left hand, he used a wooden stick to remove the thorny vines in front of him, and in his right hand, he held the medicine sickle tightly, and his clear eyes keenly searched everywhere for traces of herbs.

Obviously, this is the herb picker from Baishi Town, who is taking advantage of the early morning when the dew is not dry, to collect medicine in the mountains. It's just that this young man is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he dares to climb this rather bumpy and difficult Baishi Peak alone, which is a bit surprising. After all, this White Stone Peak is not only extremely rugged and bumpy, but there are also many fierce beasts born in it, even old hunters and medicine pickers dare not enter at will.

This young man's name is Du Feiyun, he is fourteen years old this year, he is a medicine picker who makes a living by collecting medicines, and today he is as usual, he hastily ate breakfast at dawn and came to this white stone peak to start a day's hard work.

In just two hours, the basket he carried on his shoulder had been filled with two catties of herbs, which was comparable to the results of many veterans of herb picking, and it was enough to see that Du Feiyun was much stronger than most of the herb pickers in the town.

After searching around the mountain peaks for half an hour, and picking dozens of silver moon flowers, Du Feiyun found a big stone to sit down and rest, unloaded the back basket on his shoulder, wiped the sweat on his face, Du Feiyun looked at the herbs in the back basket, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Everyone else is afraid that this White Rock Peak is too bumpy and difficult to walk and that there are fierce beasts, but how do they know that this peak also has the most and most dense herbs?

It is true that in the past two years, Du Feiyun has been able to pick nearly twice as many herbs as others every time, and he has dozens of dollars of money every day, and he can also earn about three taels of silver in a month.

However, Rao is like this, these three taels of silver are still stretched thin for the expenses of a family of three. After all, he, his sister and his mother have to eat and wear, and his mother is frail and sick and has never stopped taking medicine, and three taels of silver a month is really a drop in the bucket.

His mother's illness was very strange, and he had seen his mother take medicine since he was a child, but there was no sign of improvement for so many years, and the cause could not be identified. Du Feiyun knew that the means of several doctors in Baishi Town were really limited, and if they wanted to cure their mother's illness, they could only wait until they had saved enough money and go to Qianjiang City to find Xue Shen, who was famous in Qianjiang City, for treatment.

Xu is the bright sunshine spread on his body made Du Feiyun's eyes a little foggy, and maybe he thought of Qianjiang City, which he had never set foot in, and his heart gave birth to fantasies and yearnings. In short, inexplicably, Du Feiyun suddenly saw that there was really a prosperous city in front of him, the towering and tall city walls, the weaving crowds, the rows of houses and shops, all of which were really presented in front of him.

The city is very wide, the city walls stretch for dozens of miles, and within the city walls, you can clearly see many pedestrians walking shoulder to shoulder in the streets and alleys. Many lavish carriages, drawn by horses, slowly drove through the streets, their hooves clattering against the stone floor. The high shouts of the small traders carrying the merchants' burdens, the bargaining in front of the stalls, and the noisy noises all came clearly and imprinted into Du Feiyun's ears. ...,

Du Feiyun looked at the various scenes in the city dizzyingly, his face was full of surprise and curiosity, and his eyes gradually became misty under the dazzle. What he didn't realize was that he had gotten up at some point, and walked in with his basket on his back towards the wide, tall gate.

Stepping into the city, the turbulent and noisy feeling was even more obvious, and the pedestrians who were pushing carts and horses back and forth at the city gate passed past Du Feiyun, and the sound of boiling people came from a distance, and the sound was in the ears.

He wandered aimlessly through the city along the weaving crowds, constantly looking around at all the novelties around him, and before he knew it, he came to a slightly secluded alley. There are no small traders carrying the burden of merchants, no old women pushing carts to sell vegetables, and no steaming steamed bun shops, only clean and tidy stone streets, and simple and dignified plaques hanging on the lintels of shops on both sides.

Looking at the antique and drug shops on both sides, Du Feiyun raised his feet and stepped into an antique shop called "Yuxian Zhai", and came to the elegant and clean rosewood shelves to carefully examine each piece of goods.

The shop of Yuxian Zhai is huge, dozens of one-person-high shelves will be full of rows in the shop, and many simple and elegant antique utensils are displayed on the shelves, exuding a dignified and mysterious atmosphere.

The light in the shop was a little dim, there was not a single customer to be seen, and there was no servant to greet him, only a shopkeeper wearing a black crown and a blue robe lying on the counter and pretending to sleep.

Du Feiyun's eyes looked around the shop, then he withdrew his gaze and continued to stare intently at the dazzling array of antiques in front of him. Every antique is so exquisite, so noble and luxurious, or dignified, or light, or elegant, Du Feiyun was fascinated by it for a while, and forgot the time.

After moving lightly, browsing and marveling at the exquisiteness and elegance of dozens of goods, Du Feiyun's gaze suddenly fell on a small black tripod half a foot high, and he couldn't move it anymore.

The small tripod is dark all over, I don't know what kind of material it is cast, it has three legs, and the tripod body is depicted with several lifelike black dragons, dignified and mysterious at the same time, it also looks very smart. Du Feiyun gradually became fascinated, his eyes were immersed in this small tripod and he couldn't extricate himself, and he couldn't help but reach out and take the small tripod off the shelf, holding it in the palm of his hand and admiring it carefully.

"Ahem......"

A suppressed cough suddenly sounded, breaking the slightly dull atmosphere in the shop, and waking up Du Feiyun, who was fascinated, he turned around and saw the old shopkeeper with a long white beard looking at him sleepily.

"Shopkeeper, how can this Xiaoding be sold?"

For some reason, Du Feiyun inexplicably had the idea of taking this Xiaoding as his own, but once it was born, it could not be contained. At this time, he had forgotten about himself and had never carried a penny at all.

Hearing this, the old shopkeeper lying on the counter slowly got up, rubbed his worried and cloudy eyes, his shriveled and loose mouth shook slightly, and said without being salty or light: "Don't sell it!"

Du Feiyun was suddenly in a hurry, holding Xiao Ding in one hand, and said a little angrily: "What kind of shop do you open if you don't sell things, isn't this a pastime?"

The old shopkeeper raised his eyelids slowly, his cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked back and forth on Du Feiyun for a moment, and then his lips moved slightly: "I see that you don't have any money to pay the bill, besides, such a rare treasure in the world, how can it be exchanged for pickled things like silver taels." If you really want it, then leave the bamboo basket behind you, and the thing will be yours. ”

As soon as these words came out, Du Feiyun was stunned for a moment, and he was a little shocked in his heart. How did the old shopkeeper see through the fact that he had no silver on him, and if he didn't think about it for the time being, even the herbs in this basket that were only worth a few dozen dollars would definitely not be able to exchange for this dignified and simple Xiaoding in his hand. Besides, the old shopkeeper actually said that this Xiaoding is a rare treasure in the world, and it is a treasure that silver can't buy at all, which makes Du Feiyun speculate even more in his heart, is it possible that businessmen in a capital city like Qianjiang City are so boastful?

However, since the old shopkeeper opened his mouth and decided to exchange a basket of herbs for a treasure so cheaply, Du Feiyun was also called a small wealth fan in vain. Yes, after only being stunned for a moment, Du Feiyun diligently put the basket on the counter, and was about to go out with Xiaoding in his hand.

"Wait!" Du Feiyun was about to go out and leave, the voice of the old shopkeeper came from behind, Du Feiyun stopped, and secretly said in his heart that this old man should not regret it, right?

"You take this too, the two are one and the other, and one is indispensable. ”

Du Feiyun turned around, and saw a white light flying out of the old man's hand, instantly falling into his palm. He lowered his head to take a closer look, and suddenly it was a piece of white jade half a foot long, the white jade was as square as a bamboo slip, warm and moist, and the color was transparent, obviously not ordinary.

In this way, Du Feiyun was a little unexpected, he didn't expect that there would be such a treasure as a gift, so he bowed and thanked the old shopkeeper in surprise, but saw the old shopkeeper lying on the counter and falling asleep.

After thanking the old shopkeeper, Du Feiyun walked out of Yuxian Zhai happily with Xiao Ding and Yu Jian in his hands, but he never noticed that the corner of the old shopkeeper who was lying on the counter and pretending to sleep slightly hooked up an unpredictable smile.