Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"Are you dazzled?" The old woman squinted Su Haitang with a smile.

"You can't reflect on the light, make a fuss, go to bed, and go to the mountain tomorrow to gather some herbs. Before going out, help me kill the pheasant, and stew the soup to replenish the girl's body."

The two of them supported each other and slowly walked out of the room with the oil lamp.

Su Haitang's eyes moved under his eyelids again, and he fell into a coma again, consciously and constantly reading in his mind: Dao is Dao, very Dao; famous, very famous...

On the Yuncang Mountain thousands of miles away, on the top of Qiyue Peak surrounded by white mist, a long figure floated out of the cave and walked on the moon.

A hundred years ago, when the cause and effect finally reached the point of understanding, he was able to do it, but he was worried.

"Blessed Tianzun, I am hungry and thirsty, can I ask for a bowl of water?"

The old hunter who was catching the chicken in the chicken coop raised his head, facing the figure of a fairy tale bone, hurriedly raised his voice to greet his wife.

"Old lady, the distinguished guest comes to your door, please pour a bowl of hot water!"

As he said, he glanced at the Taoist's snow-white whisk, and the spotless cyan Taoist robe, smiled slyly, rubbed his hands and explained with a slightly cautious expression.

"There is a sick person at home. Killing a chicken is not intended to offend you."

The Taoist smiled slightly, calmly.

"It's okay, the old man can do it himself."

The old woman brought a bowl of water, and respectfully asked the Taoist to drink it, and asked carefully.

"I don't know where is Xianchangxian Township? Why did you come? If it's convenient, can you diagnose the Yu couple one or two? Don't dare to sacrifice."

The Taoist was slightly surprised and smiled broadly.

"Meeting is predestined and should be. Poor Dao came for looking for the deceased, to observe the aspects of the two planes, and to be healthy, but there is no predestined relationship with children. I don't know the patient..."

"The Daoist has good eyesight!" The old Orion kept listening, and when he saw that the two of them had no children, he admired them more excitedly, and invited them into the house.

"Don't dare to lie to the immortal head, this sick girl was saved by my old lady in the mountains yesterday."

"I don't know which young lady was in trouble, and the lonely one fainted in this barren mountain. You have good medical skills, let me see it again?"

The Taoist smiled and agreed, and accompanied the two kind old people into the back room, smelling the familiar smell of medicine, and looking at them with a smile.

"The two old ways are warm, admirable."

Seeing his kind attitude, the old Orion felt close.

"Hey, what the **** is this? Whoever is in trouble? Help me if I can help, accumulate virtue."

The Taoist nodded.

"A house of virtue and deeds will be blessed."

The old Orion happily rubbed his hands.

"Thanks to your good words!"

The Taoist entered the Westinghouse, stretched his finger and pressed Su Haitang's wrist, his brow was raised.

"How about it?"

The old woman asked with concern, pressing the corner of the beholder for Su Haitang and blocking her face.

For an unmarried girl, it is difficult to meet a foreigner, and fame matters.

"It's okay, the poor way of prescription is still symptomatic. It's difficult for you to always remember that there are four generations of people, right?"

"You, you..." Hearing this was wrong, the old Orion widened his eyes in surprise and stammered.

The Taoist put down Su Haitang's arm, smiled slightly, and reported his family.

"Pan Dao Qinghe, once had a relationship with Ling Zu Shang, leaving a pair of heat-clearing and poisoning prescriptions, and a transmission jade."

Qinghe took out a white jade pebble and handed it to the old man.

The old Orion rubbed his eyes, looked at the familiar jade Pei, then went back to the house and turned out his own one.

"It turns out that the immortal has arrived!"