surnamed Wang

Chapter 702
The three-inch man took off the burden on his body, opened the layers of furoshiki, and revealed a storage bag.

Miao Ye'er picked up the storage bag and weighed it, then asked casually:

"Little guy, who is your master?"

"Impolite little girl, how can you say the owner's name casually? Besides, I'm older than you, so please be respectful."

"Heh, how dare you ask this senior how old he is this year?" the woman joked.

"Fifty to five." The villain straightened up, quite proud of himself.

Unexpectedly, the young woman burst out laughing until she burst into tears, then she tapped his head and said:

"How amazing I should be, the co-author is just half of me."

The villain was surprised: "Are you 110 years old?"

"It's not bad at math." The woman is even more beautiful.

"Excuse me, I am not as old as you." The villain's attitude was obviously much more respectful.

"That is."

Miao Ye'er showed a smug smile, but when she was halfway through, she suddenly realized that she looked down and saw a sly look in the eyes of the three-inch little man, and the woman immediately said angrily:

"Brat, who do you think is old?"

As he said that, he slapped it down, and the three-inch man quickly squatted down, holding his hair crown with one hand, and pressing the other on the red box, and disappeared without a trace.

Miao Ye'er didn't want to really hit him, and hurriedly searched around, Miao Ling said at this time:

"Don't look for it, he's gone."

I saw a very shallow mark on the wooden box that the villain just stayed in, and after careful identification, it could be seen that it was a teleportation array.

The woman blamed herself slightly: "It's all my fault for scaring him away, I haven't asked who sent him here yet."

The old man shook his head, "I probably already guessed it."

As she spoke, she opened the storage bag and took out a scarlet beetle from inside. Miao Ye'er's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief:

"It's him?"

Miao Ling nodded, showing a very unusual smile, the storage bag was full of 280 four red Gu worms, which was exactly the same as the current number of Gu people.

……

It was the autumn harvest, and the village was full of excitement, except for a family in the west of the village who was frowning.

The old man in the family is over eighty years old, which is considered a long life in the whole village. Once people get old, they will inevitably suffer from diseases. The old man went out to pee in the middle of the night and was exposed to the cold wind. Now his nose is crooked and his eyes are squinted.

"Is the third master still not here?" A middle-aged man anxiously asked his daughter-in-law.

"Gengzi went to invite, it should be here soon."

As soon as the words fell, two figures appeared at the door, both in their thirties, and the one with a fair complexion, at first glance, was not a farmer who depended on the sky for his livelihood.

The young man didn't say much, and quickly stepped forward to catch the old man's pulse, then rolled his eyelids, and ordered: "Jianzi, the medicine box."

The slightly dark young man behind him hurriedly handed the medicine box to the bedside, and the fair young man took out a few silver needles from it, and neatly stuck them on the old man's head and several acupoints on his body.

The old man, who was still drooling, became normal with the naked eye. Seeing this, the middle-aged man felt relieved, and cupped his hands at the young man who was about the same age as his son:

"Third Master, you are really skilled in medicine."

The young man smiled and said:
"Fortunately, it was discovered in time. Three consecutive days of needle injections are almost enough. Remember to go to my place in the afternoon to get the herbal medicine. After drinking for a month, the roots will go away."

"Hey."

The farmer responded, and said to the young man named Gengzi, "When I get the medicine in the afternoon, I will bring you two bags of white flour for the third grandfather."

The fair young man carried the medicine box on his back, shook his head and said:
"Save the white flour for the winter. I haven't finished eating the ones I gave you last time. I watched the warehouse grow up full, but it's just a matter of little effort."

The "mancang" in his mouth was the nickname of the old man on the bed, and the others didn't find this name strange, so they sent him out the door enthusiastically.

The young man walked along the small road in the village, passing several golden wheat fields, and the villagers greeted him warmly when they saw him. They all responded one by one.

After passing the fields, there are peach forests. There are two things that are most gratifying in autumn in Taoyuan Village. One is the golden grains, and the other is the fragrance of fruits.

The peach forest is vast, and when the fruit is ripe, even the whole village can't finish eating it, and most of it falls on the ground, mixed with dead leaves, and becomes the nutrient for the coming year.

People in the village have eaten peaches since they were young. When the grain production is not good, they eat peaches as food. Too deep, mostly picking a big and delicious peach on the periphery.

When Wang Gangquan passed by, the children competed to show off their spoils one by one.

This genius doctor is well-known in the village for his kindness and good temper. Anyone who suffers from a headache will inevitably ask him for an injection or prescribe some dark medicinal soup. Preserved fruit, chew a piece after drinking the medicine, the original bitterness is nothing.

Wang Qingquan praised them, and they were inevitably "extorted" to take away a few pieces of preserved fruit, but the medicine box was also filled with heavy peaches, which would last for several days when they went back.

Reaching the depths of the peach forest, few people come here, even if someone suffers from a sudden illness, they will only ring the bell outside.

Wang Gingquan came to a small courtyard without haste. The outside of the courtyard was fenced by peach branches of different lengths. This was the medicine garden he opened up. The fertilizer he used was quite extravagant. It is full of various herbs, including fairy grass.

Entering the courtyard, the scent of medicine mixed with spiritual energy rushes towards the face, which makes people feel refreshed. There are formations around the fence to prevent the spiritual energy from overflowing.

Wang Gangquan picked a few herbs he needed and walked towards the house. He saw a basket of eggs at the door from afar, and knew that someone was coming, so he brought half a bag of medicinal residues from the kitchen and put it aside.

"Why did you come so early this time?" Wang Gingquan asked the woman in the house who was eating a peach.

"I raised a few more chickens."

"Can you take care of it?"

"Don't mention it." The woman walked to the door, "Recently, I have been fed too much medicine dregs, and some of them started talking, saying that I abducted their children, and the twittering caused a headache. I didn't even raise a rooster. Where did they come from? child?"

"I told you earlier." Wang Bingquan couldn't help laughing.

The woman rolled his eyes at him, "It's as if you eat less eggs."

At this time, she noticed the medicine box on the other side's back, and couldn't help but say:

"Is this going to treat people again? Let me tell you, there are so many fairy grasses in your yard, just rub a few pills for them, and keep them safe and sound for the rest of their lives, and even save on food."

"Everything has its own laws, how can it be as simple as you said?"

"As long as you are capable, you are so capable that a pig scolds your mother."

Yang Dingchun yelled at him, Wang Gangquan, who was always eloquent, was speechless.

……

The matter started decades ago, when the two had just escaped from the control of the servants of the Holy Spirit, Wang Gingquan took up his old business and treated villagers for free.

A family in the village gave birth to a stupid son who was still not enlightened at the age of 13. The parents were anxious and asked Wang Bingquan to come.

At first he didn't want to help, but after seeing the child with his own eyes, he couldn't help but think back to those years when he was a foolish prince. His heart softened, and he gave them a golden ring lantern plant that could open up their wisdom.

As a result, this move made Yang Dingchun laugh at him for decades.

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(End of this chapter)