It's another day's evening.

After the smoke and water were vast and cool in the evening, a flat boat rushed away from the mirror-like lake, causing layers of ripples on the lake.

A few scattered clouds floated in the air, like light smoke.

As soon as Su Changqing held up the penny, the boat floated forward, because the cats and dogs at home had not eaten fish for a long time, so he took the time to go fishing in the lake.

After half an hour of fishing, there were already 4 or 5 fish in the basket.

A small flat fish and a few white stripes.

That's enough for him to make a pot of fish soup.

Stopping the boat on the shore, Su Changqing walked to the shore with the fish basket.

At this time, it was almost dark, and the two monks who had been performing in the town had also returned home.

Because there are two more monks in the family, Su Changqing has also learned from them to be vegetarian recently.

It's just that...... Although he told them that he didn't need to pay for the room, the young monk would always secretly put the money on his desk.

He thought of the young monk's somewhat stubborn gaze, sighed slightly in his heart, and continued to walk towards the mountainside.

When I returned home, every room in the house was cleaned up by the two monks and spotlessly clean.

Su Changqing walked to the kitchen and made dinner for the two little masters and his family. He beckoned everyone to come to the kitchen to eat.

......

On the dinner table of the Su family's house

Yuan Guang was holding the dishes a little restrainedly, and glanced at Old Song Jushi, his eyes flickered a little, and he suddenly spoke, "Song Jushi ......"

"Huh?" Su Changqing replied vaguely as he ate.

"Have you heard about the haunting of the Li family?"

Su Changqing was stunned, and the chopsticks in his hand trembled.

This...... Why did this monk suddenly ask himself this question? Could it be that he recognized him?

It's just that after a few days of fermentation, the rumors of the Li family's haunting are basically known to everyone in the town. Therefore, the little monk suddenly asked him, not necessarily because the other party recognized him.

Su Changqing hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded, "I know, this rumor has been spreading all the time recently." ”

The young monk had a smile on his face, but he looked a little stiff because he didn't smile often.

"Tomorrow...... Is Song Jushi free?"

Su Changqing shook his head, but he didn't plan to ask for leave, "Hmm...... I'm going to the teahouse tomorrow. ”

These two little monks have long known about going to work in the teahouse, after all, they have lived in this Song Jushi's house for some time, and they also know each other's work and rest time very well.

Yuan Guang nodded silently, but did not speak again.

However, Su Changqing still had some doubts in his heart.

"Are you going to do something tomorrow?"

He asked.

Yuan Guang hesitated for a while, seemed to be looking at Su Changqing's face, and looked at it for a few seconds before he spoke, "Hmm...... Because the little monk was very interested in the rumors that the Li family was haunted, the little monk planned to go and see it tomorrow. ”

Glancing at the little monk who was eating seriously next to him, Su Changqing was a little puzzled, "Isn't he going to go when he is clean?"

Yuan Guang pursed his lips and touched his round head.

The little monk Yijing was originally eating seriously, but when he heard them talking about him, he quickly raised his head to look at his senior brother.

"One net...... Go too. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Guang still planned to bring his junior brother with him.

After this topic was finished, everyone stopped talking, and after eating in silence, Yuanguang rushed over to wash the dishes, Su Changqing couldn't resist him, so he could only go with him.

......

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Locked the door with a "click", Su Changqing, who returned to the bed, covered the quilt, turned on the flashlight, and began to read for 3 hours a day.

The faint light shone on the slightly yellowed white paper, reflecting the light and shadow of teeth and claws.

Su Changqing looked up and found that it was Yingluo on the original bed curtain, which was fluttering with the wind at this time.

He could have read "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" by now, but because he did not understand the strange herbs in it, he had to go to the bookstore in the town to buy a book on Chinese herbal medicine.

I don't know if it's because of some ghost, in this Xu bookstore, there happens to be an old "Encyclopedia of Chinese Herbal Medicine", and Su Changqing kissed the dusty writing. Although this cover is very dirty, Su Changqing doesn't care at all, but feels that he has earned it.

But he really made money, after all, there is such a bookstore in this town, if you can't buy it here, then you can only take the car to the center of the water market to buy it, which will cost a few hundred, so it is not cost-effective.

Turning to the page I saw last time, Su Changqing looked at it, and suddenly saw a very interesting name.

Nine-headed lion grass.

According to the book, these nine lion grasses are distributed in various places south of the Changgong River basin. It is born in shady and damp places such as hillsides, underforests, roadsides, and streams. And the taste is pungent, slightly bitter, and cool. It has the functions of hair juice and detoxification, heat clearing and detoxification, and antispasmodic. It can be used for colds, sore throat, diphtheria, indigestion in children, high fever in children, carbuncle swelling and poison, poisonous snake bite and other symptoms.

Maybe he'll be able to use it sometime.

Su Changqing's hand touched the illustrations in the book, and his interest was suddenly aroused.

I watched it for hours as I watched it for hours, and I saw that the night outside the window was thicker and the autumn wind was howling.

In Su Changqing's mind, something suddenly seemed to move.

He was a little sleepy, and he suddenly cheered up.

After watching intently for a while, Su Changqing realized that it was in his mind that the system that had always had a weak sense of existence appeared again.

It was 12 midnight on November 1st, which coincided with the start of the November draw.

To be honest, although Su Changqing only drew a few times, the things he drew were still of good use.

Basically, now he can't live without them.

With a slight expectation, he opened the lottery panel of the system, and Su Changqing looked at it intently.

It's still the familiar 16 patterns, 4 martial arts options, 4 grass and tree creatures options, 4 miscellaneous options and finally 6 spaces.

The martial arts options this time are: Tai Chi, Wudang Boxing, Reincarnation Dafa and Calling the Wind and Rain.

Su Changqing knew this Tai Chi boxing, but this last Wind and Rain Calling Technique seemed to be something that only the gods did, and I don't know if he drew it, he would not make it. It's just that he doesn't know what this Wudang Fist and Reincarnation Dafa are.

He was about to look away, when he suddenly saw a line of small words appear below the three words "Wudang Boxing", which read:

This was founded by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang School of martial arts, including Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua, etc.

Su Changqing's heart moved, it turned out that this could still be seen and analyzed, but why didn't he know it before?

That's it...... He used to be very perfunctory about the system, so he didn't take the initiative to learn about it.

He got interesting here, so he continued to stare at the four words "Reincarnation Dafa".

Soon, another line of small print appeared below.

It is a sorcery that can use your voice and eyes to induce people to reminisce about the past.

This...... It's kind of like hypnosis.

Su Changqing was interested, and once again sighed that this system really has all kinds of strange things.

However, this reincarnation Dafa, no matter how strange it is, is also rare, but this method of calling the wind and rain, after all, since ancient times, calling the wind and rain has been a means of immortals.

He was curious, and looked towards this "Calling Wind and Rain Technique", and then, a sentence was displayed below:

Luck, use the banana fan to stir up the lake, and when it reaches the tenth day, the heavy rain will pour down.

Look...... This seems to be a martial art?

Su Changqing was a little puzzled, he was reborn, in these years, he had never read any martial arts novels, and he had never seen anyone who practiced martial arts, so he didn't know what this martial arts could do when he reached a certain level.

It's like being blind and can't see the road at all.

It's just that...... Didn't this system originally say that you could still draw any immortal cultivation cheats? How did you go through so many lottery draws, and you didn't see any immortal cultivation cheats once?

Su Changqing was puzzled, so he threw this question to the system.

The system's cold voice came from his head, "When the host level reaches level five, the martial arts cheats option will be converted into the immortal cultivation cheats option. ”

Grade...... Level five?

Su Changqing looked at his system panel and found that he only had one level, and behind the first level, there was a small experience bar, which was displayed at the moment: 0/100.

How did you upgrade before?

Su Changqing thought about it and found that he couldn't think much anymore, but he remembered that he had reached the first level in a daze.

However, he had already said that he would cheer up and move forward according to the path pointed out by the system, and Su Changqing naturally couldn't live according to his previous foolishness, so he hurriedly asked what task the system had to do.

The system's indifferent voice sounded in his head: the longer the mission, and the greater the host's effort in the mission, the more experience was gained.

Su Changqing looked at it a few times, only then did he understand, turned his head and looked at the bed curtain that was constantly fluttering with the wind a little dazed, and he was suddenly stunned for a while.

Through the bed curtain, Su Changqing could vaguely see the outside scenery with the window wide open.

It was a clean and pure night.

......

After a while, the system's prompt sound sounded again and again in my head:

The November draw has begun, is it going to be drawn immediately?

He was stunned, shook his head, pulled himself back from his daze, and looked at the lottery panel of the system again.

This...... I've seen the martial arts options before, and the next thing to look at is the four options for plants, trees, and creatures.

The four options are: a bag of corn seeds, a red-crowned crane of unrecognizable size, and a large rooster with a bright red cockscomb and a seed at the end.

There was no note under this sub, so Su Changqing didn't pay too much attention to it, and hurriedly glanced at it and looked at the sundries option.

It was just at the first glance that Su Changqing was stunned when he saw the sundries option.

This first thing is actually a year's lifespan!

Su Changqing's always plain heart suddenly swelled up with thousands of waves.

He is now 84 years old, and whether he can live until next year is also two words, if he draws this year's life, then ...... You can basically guarantee that you will live until next year.

And...... This time I drew a year's life, so ...... Does it mean that you can draw your life again?

No matter how breezy a person is, no matter how eloquent a person is, he will be just as crazy when he encounters something that can increase his life.

Su Changqing is not a saint, let alone seen through the red dust, and he has more motivation to move forward after having a goal recently, and on the way to the Great Dao, the unpredictable lifespan is his weakness.

But he was also a man who had lived for more than a century, and he calmed down a little, took a deep breath, and pressed his heart back into his chest, and then continued to look towards the next miscellaneous option.

Luckily, the next one isn't something that cries the hell.

This is a string of Buddhist beads.

This string of Buddha beads is very smooth and round, and from time to time there are flashes of light, which does not look like it is ordinary at all.

It's just that through the system, Su Changqing can't take a good look at it at all, so he turned his gaze and looked towards the next sundries option.

The next one is a ragged-looking chair with only three legs.

A chair randomly pulled out of the utility room at home is much better than this chair.

It's just that...... Maybe it's because things can't be seen?

Su Changqing thought about it, and suddenly shook his head with a smile.

I don't know if I can't smoke anything, what do you want to do so much?

He sighed to himself, and his gaze returned to the last clutter option.

The last one is a bowl.

This is a fine white porcelain bowl, the bowl body is very white and smooth, if placed in ancient times, it must be a fine product, but now in this technologically advanced 21st century, it is very ordinary.

After reading all the prizes, Su Changqing closed his eyes slightly, and shouted softly in his heart: start.

With his order, the point of light rotated rapidly, at first the point of light turned too fast, Su Changqing couldn't see it clearly, until a few seconds later, this point of light walked up slowly, and finally the pointer "clicked" and stopped.