Song Mingyue

Chapter 35 Divine Pill
Gourd doll.

Nezha troubles the sea.

Split the mountain to save the mother.

A full hour passed, and Zhao Hao was seen in the room dancing and dancing in a heroic manner, vivid but a little frothy, the listener was mesmerized, but the storyteller was infected by the expression of the listener, fully get involved.

Until a handsome maid gently knocked on the door and came in.

"Sir, please take a break, sir. If you don't give up, sir, please share your lunch with me."

Before reaching the dining room, Zhao Hao smelled a fragrance from a distance.

Boiled fish, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, homemade tofu, fried meat with mushrooms, and a three-flavored soup...

Same as his first visit.

Only this time, the hostess did it independently.

The taste is not bad at all.

After Zhao Hao took a sip of each dish, he couldn't help admiring: "Mencius said: A cook who can't play the piano is not a good doctor, and a sage will not deceive me!"

The veil covered that flowery smile, but it couldn't hide the deep smile in those beautiful eyes.

The boys in the house, or a table of six or seven people, or a group of three or five people standing and eating with bowls in their hands, the whole room was full of laughter and laughter, occasionally frolicking, but there was no arguing or crying.

Zhao Hao looked up, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Seeing his eyes wandering around thoughtfully, Yang Fang couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at, young master?"

Zhao Hao sighed slightly, "I can smell a strong... happy smell."

Yang Fang couldn't help laughing again: "Young master is really elegant."

Gentleman, gentle and moist as jade, why did the people in Jiangning City in the past, when they mentioned the son of the Zhao family, they all shook their heads and looked down on him as a dandy and evil, whether the rumors were wrong, or the prodigal son turned back... If he changed his past, the contrast between before and after would be too great big.

Zhao Hao restrained his mind and was about to concentrate on his meal, but he saw that half-sized boy Yang Jun staring at him with a pair of big round eyes, with a bit of hope and a bit of shyness, completely different from before. That hostile look.

Zhao Hao asked with a smile, "Your brother, do you have something to ask me?"

Yang Jun blushed suddenly, hesitated for a long while, and finally mustered up the courage to ask: "There is really a fairy mansion on the Huashan Mountain, sir, do you know where it is?"

Zhao Hao was immediately stunned.

I'll go... This little kid won't pack up his bed tomorrow and go to Huashan to find a teacher to learn art.

"Immortal mansions are everywhere, whether in Huashan Mountain or Qixia Mountain. It is only for those who are destined, and it is useless to force them."

"Oh……"

Looking at the disappointed expression on the face of the half-child, Zhao Hao was slightly relieved, otherwise this guy listened to his "cutting the mountain to save his mother" and then ran away from home overnight, which would be a lot of fun.

……

In a tile house, there are seven or eight small beds. Although it is a bit crowded, it is extremely clean and tidy, and it is bright and airy.

On a small bed in the front left corner, an eight or nine-year-old boy was lying motionless on his stomach with the clothes on his back lifted to reveal his white and tender back.

Looking carefully, one could see four or five shiny silver needles inserted into the vital parts of his back and waist.

On the right, a six or seven-year-old boy was sitting quietly against the wall, with a slightly shy expression on his face, because he took off one of his trouser legs, exposing his whole leg, and also had a few silver sticks stuck in it. Needle.

The veiled woman was applying concoction to another boy with dysentery.

"I have told you many times, don't scratch with your hands, if you scratch again, Mr. will leave you alone."

While gently smearing the medicinal juice on the slightly stench-smelling little head, she scolded softly.

The sun shines through the window on her cloud-like hair, as well as that white jade-like, slender neck, as if bathed in a layer of golden, flawless radiance, making her whole body seem to have become sacred up.

Zhao Hao walked in lightly, looking at this scene, suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

When his eyes fell on the silver needle, there was a look of admiration in his eyes again.

Let me go, the technique of acupuncture and moxibustion is a miracle doctor in this era.

"Some minor illnesses and pains can be cured, but there are some illnesses that the doctor can't help..." Yang Fang glanced at him and said helplessly.

Zhao Hao's heart moved slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, hesitant expression appeared on his face, and finally he mustered up his courage again.

"A few months ago, I was seriously ill. Fortunately, my mother asked a divine doctor to treat me... I have a few magical pills here, which may be of benefit."

Facing the holy woman in front of him, Zhao Hao felt that he couldn't make up the story, so he directly turned to the topic.

"Exchanging five Xiaoquan Pills will consume 500 merit points."

"Release Xiao Quanwan."

Zhao Hao reached out his hand to pretend to take out the inside of the clothes, and there were already five pale yellow pills in his hand.

"Divine pill?" Yang Fangxiu frowned slightly, looking at the medicinal pill in his hand with a puzzled expression, "Father once said that all pills are three-point poisonous and inferior to herbal medicines, besides... since it is a divine pill, why don't you store it in a small bottle?" In other words, the young master put it in his pocket at will?"

I'll go... Freshly baked elixir, one is worth 100 merits, where can I find a bottle?
But Zhao Hao himself felt that his mother was unreliable.

If someone else played like this, Zhao Hao would definitely suspect that he was fooling himself with the sludge he squeezed from his body, so he had to beat him up as if he was a crutch, and make him limp... limping.

But things have come to this, I can only pretend to be forced, maybe I have to tell her that the products produced by the system must be high-quality goods, travel at home, kill...

Zhao Hao looked serious, and said calmly: "The genius doctor gave you a few large bottles of this magic pill. It was very effective at first, but you can only take five pills, and after five pills, there is no effect. poison, how about letting him try a small one first?"

Sure enough, seeing him like this, the look in Yang Fang's eyes became serious, and she whispered to the maid beside her, "Pour a bowl of hot water."

After taking two mouthfuls of hot water and a light yellow pill, the boy with a head full of dysentery suddenly yelled, and the expressions of Zhao Hao and Yang Fang changed in shock.

"It's so comfortable, so warm, and it doesn't itch so much on the head..." The child with dysentery was full of excitement.

Yang Fang looked up at his head suspiciously, only to see that the ringworm sores that were originally full of pus had all formed yellow and black scabs, and no more pus came out.

"Sure enough, it's a magic pill." Yang Fang's expression became a little uneasy.

"One more." Zhao Hao hit the rails while it was hot.

The second one, the yellow-black scab on the head has completely turned black, and the boy can no longer feel itching at all, and some of the black scabs have even fallen off, revealing the white and tender scalp, which is obviously completely healed.

Even Yang Fang, who has experienced the great joy and sorrow of family fortune, and who has cultivated to be flattered and humiliated, can't calm down anymore. She looks at Zhao Hao with incredulous eyes, not knowing what to say for a while.

Zhao Hao let out a long sigh of relief.

Ordinary skin diseases and the like only need to recover one or two points of health to recover. I don’t know if 5 Xiaoquan pills plus life therapy can make the blind boy see the light again?And whether those disabled children with lame legs and rabbit mouths can fully recover?

At this time, the system prompts that 5 points of merit have been added... Only 5 points of merit can be obtained for curing a dysentery head, but theoretically, the loss outweighs the gain.

oh oh oh!
The cured dysentery head ran out of the dormitory with a full face of excitement, running back and forth in the courtyard, jumping, and constantly yelling excitedly, like a little lunatic.

The boys who were playing around also cheered after learning the truth.

The juvenile cheers of joy and the ecstatic expression hit Zhao Hao's heart deeply, and he felt that no matter how much merit he spent, it was worth it.

If the boy who was blind was healed, what kind of cheers would weep?
The power of the divine pill was confirmed, Zhao Hao no longer concealed it, and immediately pulled out another 10 small Quandan from his pocket.

"There's only so much left, I'll bring some more in the future."

Yang Fang stared at him blankly, with complicated expressions in her eyes, she turned around and told the maid beside her for a long time, "Xiaoyue, go to my room and get the jade bottle by the bed."

After the maid turned around and left, Yang Fang murmured again with a dumbfounding tone: "The little girl has heard about the magic pill for a long time, but she has been unwilling to believe it. Today I finally believe it. It's just ...The little girl has never heard that someone puts the magic pill in the pocket like a bean and holds it in the hand..."

Looking at the Xiaoquan Wan in his hand, Zhao Hao felt as if he was grabbing melon seeds, peanuts and black beans, and his expression became awkward.

"Please keep the matter of the divine elixir a secret, and don't let it out to others, otherwise, I am afraid that you will find it difficult to be at peace in the future..."

Although Yang Fang's voice was soft, it was extremely dignified.

Although Zhao Hao will not be sliced ​​into pieces for the matter of the divine elixir, the square in front of the Zhao Mansion will be crowded with people seeking medicine, and the Zhao Mansion may not be able to live in peace.

……

As the sun set, Zhao Hao and his party had already left.

The woman with the veil stood in front of Chai Fei, looking at the tree-lined path, dazed.

That bottle of "Divine Pill" has been treasured by her, and she has repeatedly told the maid not to reveal any of it.

The curative effect of the magic pill is so miraculous, but she dare not let those boys take five pills in one go, otherwise the curative effect is too subversive, and it will inevitably cause chaos, even if they hide in the wilderness, it may be unavoidable.

Taking one tablet a month, gradually, may be the best choice.

She has always been thoughtful, so naturally she has to think carefully.

It's just that the dandy who was once famous in Jiangning City seems to have too many secrets, too many things that shocked her heart, and too many feelings that she can't describe...

Including, feelings of attachment.

(End of this chapter)