Chapter 37 The Continuous Autumn Rain Quiet Nanshan

Wang Yao checked around with a hand lamp, and there was not much loss this time, but a few gentian plants had their leaves pulled out. Presumably the other party reacted very quickly. They should have stopped destroying when they heard movement in the room, and then turned around and ran away.

Standing on the mountain, Wang Yao looked into the distance and saw a corner of the village. Under the night, the mountain village was very quiet.

"Some people really don't cry without seeing the coffin!"

The next morning, the sky began to rain lightly, and the autumn rain was very cool.

Wang Yao watered the herbs planted in the medicine field as usual. Although it was raining, it could not be compared with the magical ancient spring water.

After finishing his work, he went back to the house and began to select medicinal materials according to the prepared prescriptions and make Chinese medicine.

Eastern mulberry leaves, licorice, platycodon, mint, forsythia, reed root...

inside the house,

One person, one pot, one pile of fire, some fragrance of medicine,

outside,

Continuous autumn rain, quiet Nanshan,

Such a day is suitable for doing a lot of things, such as finding a place to have a cup of coffee, reading a good book at home, or looking at the rain and thinking about something, or having a good sleep. Rainy days are usually very quiet.

Wang Yao was in the hut, looking at the flames, smelling the fragrance of the medicine, boiling the traditional Chinese medicine, not boring, not boring, enjoying it.

Burdock fruit, nepeta ears, silver flowers, bamboo leaves...

Atractylodes macrocephala, Poria cocos, Chinese yam, lotus seeds, licorice...

Perhaps it was because of the rainy weather, Wang Yao's heart was extraordinarily quiet. After one day, he successfully brewed three medicines, and the sky had not yet darkened in the afternoon.

Phew, Wang Yao let out a long sigh of relief, extinguished the fire, cleaned the "Baicao Pot", and stretched his body.

"Come here today."

In less than two days, four sets of medicines have been successfully brewed. The progress of the task is much faster than he imagined, and it is not so urgent.

He sat on a chair, took out the "Natural Scripture", and began to recite silently.

Although I don't understand the specific profound meaning of the scriptures, I can vaguely understand the mystery in it, and when Wang Yao felt happy, the one that didn't touch the foundation of Qi Guidance Technique , that is, the method of breathing, unexpectedly touched the threshold today.

hiss, hoo...

To the essence of the Tao, to be silent, to the extreme of the Tao, to be dim and silent. Ignoring the sight and not listening, embracing the spirit to be quiet, the form will be self-righteous... The way of nature is always clear, the way of yin and yang is always quiet, the way of being human is always classic, the name is: the natural classic. The avenue has no shape, but it gives birth to the heaven and the earth;

This "Natural Scripture" is not very long, and it will not take a long time to recite it once. Wang Yao read it very slowly. Suddenly, the sky darkened, but he didn't seem to feel it, and continued to read the scriptures silently.

Hum, the phone rang suddenly, Wang Yao closed the scriptures, and then retracted it into the system, secretly said "It's a pity".

Just now, he seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, as if he touched something, saw something, felt something, and with just a sound, everything disappeared.

"This scripture is really extraordinary!"

"Hello, Mom?"

"I went home for dinner, and I haven't seen you all day!" Zhang Xiuying's concerned voice came from the phone.

"Got it, Mom."

Wang Yao closed the door, held up an umbrella, and went down the mountain.

The mountain in the rain is very quiet, especially when the sky is dark, it is a little scary.

Wang Yao is already used to it, he went down the mountain, and when he returned home, the meal was already on the table, with four dishes and one soup, including fish and meat.

"Wow, it's so rich, what day is it today?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Don't be silly, wash your hands quickly."

"Hey!"

A family of three ate happily.

"At night, are you still going up the mountain?"

"Well, I'm a little worried." Wang Yao said.

"Tonight, in the deep mountains, you are alone, so don't worry!" Zhang Xiuying said this more than once.

"Isn't there still three delicacies?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Do you want your dad to go up the mountain to accompany you?"

"Don't be ridiculous, there is only one bed in that hut, it's really fine, just put your heart in your stomach!"

After all, Wang Yao dispelled those thoughts in his mother's heart.

After eating and chatting for a while, Wang Yao went out with an umbrella and went up the mountain.

"Old Wang, why didn't you speak just now, persuade him!" Wang Yao went out, Zhang Xiuying immediately scolded the boss.

Wang Fenghua just smoked silently there.

"Let him grind it!" It took a long time for such a sentence to pop out.

"What, didn't you disagree with him planting herbs a few days ago?"

Wang Fenghua did not speak after hearing this. He had a meal with the village party secretary by coincidence a few days ago. During the meal, the village party secretary Wang Jianli drank a lot and talked a lot. He remembered a few words very clearly.

"Your family, Wang Yao, is a fearsome young man! Knowing people's feelings, and telling accidents, the whole village is blind!"

In the village, Wang Jianli praised people a lot, but it was all superficial. Those who knew him well knew that when he praised people after drinking, that was the real compliment. Body, is a great compliment.

It was also that time that Wang Fenghua realized that his son had really changed.

Let him alone?

Wang Yao went up to Nanshan Mountain with a lantern, and arrived at the hut with a door, which blocked the wind and rain outside.

The lights came on, and in the deep mountains, there was a soft chanting sound.

The rain outside the house fell quietly, and it didn't stop until the middle of the night.

The next day, the weather suddenly became much cooler.

After watering the medicine fields, he climbed up Nanshan Mountain, sat cross-legged on a rock on the mountain, and silently practiced according to the method of breathing and breathing taught in the "Natural Classic".

He had checked this scripture on the Internet, and it was rumored that it was written by Taoist Jinxian Guangchengzi, but the ones he found on the Internet were not the same as those given by the system. Not only were there a lot less scriptures, but there was no basic guide at all. The art of introduction is like a cut version.

Wang Yao closed his eyes and muttered silently, suddenly felt that the sun was shining brightly in front of his eyes.

In the morning, the most energetic, the sun is mild, not as sunny as at noon, suitable for breathing.

After sitting on Nanshan for about an hour, Wang Yao went down the mountain when he saw that people had started to go up the mountain on the mountain road, and went into the hut to continue brewing medicine.

Moo, baa, a herd of cattle and sheep came up the mountain along the mountain road.

"Uncle, so early?"

"what."

"Hey, what does it smell like?"

"Herbal smell, what is that kid from Fenghua's family up to?"

"I'm on Nanshan all day, and I'm not looking for a job!"

"Well, farming is also very good!" The old man looked at the small road in the distance, smoking a dry pipe.

"What's so good about making money?!" The middle-aged man who was looking at the hoe said disdainfully.

"It's better to bully a white-headed man than to bully a young man who is poor!"

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