Hearing what those people said, Mu Qing's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at Tong Chen and said, "It's them!"

Tong Chen nodded: "It seems that you are lucky!"

After speaking, he took out the phantom spirit grass he snatched yesterday from his shoulder bag, handed it to Mu Qing and said, "Your people are here, you can go with them, this is the phantom spirit grass that was snatched from you yesterday, and now I will return it to its original owner!"

Looking at the Phantom Spirit Grass handed over by Tong Chen, Mu Qing's eyes first flashed with a look of surprise, and then her expression became a little complicated, and after a while, she finally made up her mind and said to Tong Chen: "Forget it, you still keep this Phantom Spirit Grass, and it should be regarded as a reward for helping me treat my injuries before!"

Tong Chen was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, then I'll take it and use it first, and I promise to return it to you within a week!"

"Can you give it back to me after using it?" Mu Qing looked at Tong Chen, smiling rather than smiling.

Tong Chen didn't explain much, took out the two bottles of medicinal powder from his shoulder bag, handed them to Mu Qingdao, and said, "You take these two bottles of medicinal powder, go back and sprinkle them on the wound a few more times." ”

This time Mu Qing did not refuse, she reached out and took the medicine bottle, exhaled deeply, and then glanced at the dense forest beside her, and said to Tong Chen: "That...... I'm leaving. ”

Tong Chen nodded: "Be careful, pay attention to the wound!"

"Yes, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

......

After saying goodbye to Mu Qing, Tong Chen walked down the mountain road aimlessly, and Mu Qing's face appeared in his mind from time to time, and he felt a little uncertain in his heart.

I don't know how long I walked like this, a clear stream appeared in front of Tong Chen's eyes, he shook his head, walked to the side of the stream, squatted down and bowed a handful of water into his mouth, and suddenly felt refreshed.

When he raised his eyes again, he suddenly saw an elderly woman sitting on a big rock opposite the stream, the old woman was dressed plainly, and her appearance was not different from that of an ordinary old lady, but she had a unique temperament, which made people feel quiet and peaceful after seeing it.

Tong Chen was a soldier in his previous life, and he had a natural sense of closeness to the old man and the child, and when he saw this old woman, he couldn't help but raise his feet and walk towards the other party.

When he walked in front of the old woman, he found that the old woman was holding a clay cup in her hand, and there was a set of tea-making utensils beside her, which was actually boiling tea and drinking.

When Tong Chen walked in front of the old woman, the old woman raised her head to look at him, her eyes were very kind and plain.

Tong Chen didn't know what to say, but he couldn't say nothing, hesitated for a moment, he said: "Grandma, you ......" halfway through the words, seeing the old woman stretched out her hand and pointed to the position next to her, Tong Chen was slightly stunned, and then understood, and quickly walked to the position next to the old woman and sat down.

Before the meeting, the tea in the tea-making vessel had already boiled, Tong Chen took the initiative to take the tea towel, and then took the tea-making utensils and poured a cup of hot tea into the clay cup in front of the old woman.

The old woman glanced down at the tea he had poured into the teacup, then took a sip of tea.

Tong Chen suddenly thought that he also had tea leaves on him, which he had picked from the tea trees in his world and then fried them, he had only soaked them in water a few times, and had not tried to boil them to drink, while thinking, he reached out and took out a paper bag from his shoulder bag, and then handed it to the old woman, and said, "Grandma, how about you taste my tea?"

The old woman was bowing her head to drink tea, hearing his words, she slowly raised her head, first glanced at the paper bag in his hand, and then looked at him again, after a while, put down the teacup in her hand, took the paper bag handed over by Tong Chen, opened it, and saw the tea inside, the old woman handed the paper bag back to Tong Chen, and at the same time pointed to the tea utensils beside her.

Tong Chen immediately understood, took the paper bag, then took the utensils from the small stove where the tea was boiled, and after carrying it to the stream and pouring out the tea inside, he clarified the utensils again, and then returned to the big stone, poured his tea leaves into the utensils, added water, and waited quietly for the water to boil.

In the process of waiting, he didn't say a word to the old woman, but the wonderful thing was that Tong Chen didn't feel embarrassed at all, but felt that the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Finally, the tea was boiling, Tong Chen picked up the utensils and poured a cup of hot tea for the old woman, the old woman glanced at him, and suddenly as if she was doing a trick, she took out another teacup out of nowhere and handed it to Tong Chen.

Tong Chen was stunned for a moment, showed a clean smile to the old woman, then took the teacup and poured himself a cup of tea.

When he was about to take a sip after he had poured it, the old woman had already tasted it: "What kind of tea is this? The old woman finally spoke, her voice as warm and peaceful as Tong Chen imagined.

"I grow my own tea. Tong Chen said nonsense.

"The tea you planted?" Hearing Tong Chen's words, the old woman's eyes looked at Tong Chen again.

Tong Chen nodded: "Does grandma like it?" If you like it, just take it from me, I have it." ”

While speaking, Tong Chen took out a few packs of paper bags from his shoulder bag and put them in front of the old woman.

"This tea is not an ordinary tea leaf, presumably the aura of the place where this tea is planted must be very strong, right?" the old woman tasted another sip of tea soup, and then said.

Tong Chen originally felt that the old woman was not good, but when he heard the old woman's words, he was more sure of his thoughts: "Grandma is right, the place where this tea is planted is a little fairy." ”

The old woman nodded, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Me, Tong Chen!" replied Tong Chen.

"Tong Chen?" An imperceptible look flashed in the old woman's eyes: "Which Tong?"

"A child who has no taboo words. After Tong Chen finished speaking, he asked again: "Grandma, do you often make tea here and drink it?"

The old woman took another sip of tea and said, "It's not very often, but I come here every once in a while, the air here is good, and the water is good." ”

Tong Chen was surprised, and then asked: "Does grandma's family live near here?" If it is convenient, grandma can tell me, and I will send you tea regularly in the future." ”

The old woman shook her head: "No need! Everything pays attention to fate, so why force it? If you and I are fateful, we will definitely meet again in the future." ”

Seeing that the old woman didn't want to say more, Tong Chen didn't ask again, seeing that the tea soup in the old woman's pottery cup was gone, Tong Chen reached out and poured another cup of tea for the old woman, and then filled his cup with tea. One old and one young, facing the verdant mountains and gurgling streams, I don't know how many cups of tea I drank, until night fell, and the old woman got up and left.

That night, Tong Chen slept with his clothes near the big rock, and after waking up the next morning, thinking that the time to come out this time was almost up, Tong Chen entered his world and picked some herbs casually, and then walked towards the direction of home with the medicine basket on his back.