Chapter Forty-Eight: Dingjia Village

Ding Basi rested for a while, propped up half of his body with his elbows, and said to Gao Ming with a slight gasp: "Brother Gao Ming, you can take that piccolo to me." ”

Gao Ming took out the piccolo and handed it over, Ding Basi took a long breath, put the piccolo to his lips and blew it.

The crisp sound of the flute spreads melodiously through the forest.

After a while, the same flute sound came from the mountains and forests.

Ding Basi pricked up his ears to distinguish carefully, and then his face showed a stupid smile. He smirked for a while before he suddenly woke up and turned his head to look at Gao Ming.

Gao Ming saw all this in his eyes, and when he saw Ding Basi's eyes, he lowered his head and rubbed his nose, just pretending not to notice it.

Ding Basi put away the piccolo, slowly lay back on the ground, closed his eyes to rest, and whispered to Gao Ming: "Brother Gao Ming, rest for a while, rest for a while and then leave." ”

Gao Ming was free from him, only standing aside, vigilantly observing the surroundings to see if there was any danger.

After resting for a long time, Ding Basi finally made a move and turned over.

Gao Ming grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

Ding Basi said gratefully: "Brother Gao Ming, this time, thank you so much, thanks to you!"

Gao Ming replied: "Big brother is polite. Are you alright?

Ding Basi replied: "It's okay, it's just that there is some pain in the chest and abdomen, just relieve it for a while." ”

Then, Ding Basi took out the herb from his waist and said, "Look, this is the herb." ”

Gao Ming looked carefully, this herb was short and ordinary, no different from ordinary grass. If there is anything special, it is that it is particularly verdant, and there seems to be a green vitality contained in it.

I only heard Ding Basi say: "Brother Gao Ming, don't underestimate this herb, this is a fairy grass." ”

Gao Ming was a little surprised: "Immortal grass?"

Ding Basi nodded, and said with some pride and some joy: "Exactly, this kind of herb is rare, that is, this Eight Frog Mountain, you can find such a fairy grass." I've been collecting medicine for so many years, but I only met Master once in my early years. These Eight Frog Mountains are really treasures left by the ancestors!"

"So, this herb is precious?"

Ding Basi replied: "Zhen is Zhen, if you want to say expensive, it's not easy to say." ”

"Oh, what does that mean?"

"This kind of herb is also wanted by those immortal figures. But if it is sold in the mortal world, it may not be able to sell for a good price. However, if you can meet the immortal figure, dedicate yourself to him, and exchange a little favor, it will be very cost-effective. ”

After Gao Ming heard this, his heart suddenly understood.

This herb can't be sold for money in the mortal world, but if you can get acquainted with the immortals, exchange friendships, and the immortals will give a small gift at will, we and other mortals will naturally be of infinite use.

At this time, I only heard Ding Basi say: "Brother Gao Ming, this herb will be given to you." ”

Ding Basi handed the herbs to Gao Ming and said, "Brother Gao Ming, if it weren't for you this time, I wouldn't be able to pick this herb, and even my life would be lost here." Take this herb. ”

Gao Ming was shocked and waved his hand again and again: "How can this be made! This is the herb that you fought hard to pick up, how can I ask for it? No, no, absolutely not." ”

I only heard Ding Basi say: "Eh, Brother Gao Ming, I am a small country person, and it is useless to keep this herb." You are not an ordinary person at first glance, and this herb may be of some use to you. ”

Gao Ming shook his head like a rattle in the hand of a naughty boy: "Big brother, you almost lost your life to pick this medicine, I can't ask for it, I resolutely don't!"

I only heard Ding Bada laugh, but said, "Brother, I risked my life not for this herb." I'm just here to pick herbs. ”

Gao Ming listened and was stunned.

I only heard Ding Basi continue: "Brother, I won't tell you, since I learned this skill from my master, I like to walk around in the mountains. It's much more comfortable in the mountains than in the village. And ah, whenever I see a treasure of herbs, I must find a way to pluck them. So, I'm not here for this herb, I'm just here to pick this herb. ”

Gao Ming couldn't help but be speechless after hearing this.

This...... Big brother, what do you want me to say about you?

Is this a so-called occupational disease? Is there such a terrible thing about occupational disease?

Gao Ming was speechless, but also admired Ding Basi a little more.

Ding Basi insisted on giving the fairy grass to Gao Ming, but Gao Ming postponed it and accepted Ding Basi's statement. So he said, "Okay, then I'll take it." But in the future, no matter how useful the eldest brother is, don't be so polite. ”

Ding Basi smiled and said, "What you said before, I understand now, brother!"

When Gao Ming heard this, he also smiled back.

The two went down the mountain together, and there were no twists and turns on the way.

The two followed the mountain path all the way down. Before you know it, the sun has turned westward.

The two came to the bottom of the mountain and saw a small mountain village in the distance. The small mountain village is surrounded by a ring of earthen walls.

There are more than a dozen families scattered in the small mountain village, all of which are surrounded by earthen fences into courtyards, with three or two huts, adobe bricks as walls, and thatched roofs. From afar, there are curling smoke swaying in the evening breeze.

It was about the time when the farm work was late, and the little daughters-in-law of each family made a fire in the house and cooked. On the road, there are villagers in twos and threes, dragging farm tools, chatting, and walking leisurely towards their homes.

Most of the villagers wore straw hats with torn brimming, and they were dressed in linen shorts. His long hair was tangled with blades of grass, tied behind his head with a straw rope, and his dusty coat hung down his shoulders.

Their arms were black and thin, like dry wood and withered branches. Their trouser legs were tied high and knotted with a thick layer of dry mud. Their straw sandals were pulled, and their steps were short and slow. They were hunched over and carried hoes and other farm tools. They hold a dustpan in one hand and a cigarette stick in the other. They chatted with cigarettes in their mouths, and as soon as they spoke, gray smoke erupted from their mouths and nostrils.

Ding Basi didn't speak, and walked past the villagers one by one in silence with a high voice.

These villagers only turned their heads to look at Ding Basi, and then turned their heads to Gao Ming.

Gao Ming's clothes had already been dirty and messy along the way, but looking at the fabric and clothing style, it still did not hide its luxury.

The villagers only looked up and down Gao Ming's clothes, and then they were relieved, and immediately turned their heads, looking like they had put aside their relationship. There are few people like this who are willing to step forward to get involved. Just live your life in peace, but don't invite disaster without pleasing at that time.

Finally, he turned his gaze to Ding Basi's bamboo basket, and his deep gaze seemed to be looking through Ding Basi's bamboo basket.

This Eight Crab Mountain is a big treasure, and in Ding Eighty-four's bamboo basket, there may be any treasure.

Ding Basi didn't speak, just buried his head and walked forward.

In the crowd, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old black boy raised his head, just in time to see Ding Basi walking by, his face showed joy, and shouted: "Fourth brother!"

Ding Basi stopped, turned his head, recognized the greeting guy, and responded with a smile: "Shun'er." ”

Shun'er asked happily, "You came down from the mountain again?"

Ding Basi said: "Yes, I just came down from the mountain. ”

Shun'er asked, "Did you encounter anything interesting this time?"

Ding Basi slowed down and walked side by side with him: "This, speaking of which, I really bumped into a big guy this time." ”

Xiao Shun'er's eyes lit up: "What is it?"

Ding Basi pretended to be frightened and said: "Big python! That big python is as thick as a small trunk, three or four zhang long!"

"Ahh

"But it's not, that guy, the tail is flicked up, the sand is flying on the rocky ground, and the big tree with the big bowl mouth can be shaken off with one tail!"

Gao Ming laughed secretly in his heart when he heard this, this old Ding, who looked honest in Min Niang, why did he go down the mountain, and in a blink of an eye, he became a person who ran a train in his mouth?

How can the python be so powerful? It's really so powerful, can they still survive?

Ding Basi even stroked, blowing nonsense and blowing the sea, as if blowing the encounter of this medicine collection out of a novel romance. The brave and fearless herb picker Ding Basi took his right-hand man Gao Ming to snatch the fairy grass from the mouth of the fierce python and taught the python a hard lesson.

Xiao Shun'er was stunned when she heard it, and was so bluffed that she shouted from time to time, her little eyes were full of curiosity, curiosity and nervousness, nervousness and yearning for stimulation, yearning for danger and fear, and all the fears were transformed into strong admiration and threw themselves into Ding Basi.

Ding Basi was illuminated by this admiring gaze, as if bathed in the warm sun of the three springs.

At the moment, it was even more exciting.

And at this moment, an old voice came, stern and questioned: "Four boys, is there really such a monster?"