The pool with white mist was hazy, and the water mist was blown away and deformed with the exhaled air, changing into various shapes.

Old man Muqi disagreed with me when he disagreed with me, as if he had despised Wenquan as a great insult to him, so he grabbed me and ran up the mountain angrily.

With this old man's extraordinary foot strength, I now suspect that he is not as good as a crutch, and the crutch in his hand is actually a unique weapon.

Old man? Stick? With his granddaughter? Hidden his name?

...Old Mr. Sun, the old man in Tianji?

Then is Yiyou, an outsider who is pestering his granddaughter, A Fei?

Forget it, judging from age, I am the most likely person to act as a miserable Li Tanhua. As a bare-handed bow-level knight, Li Xunhuan is a talented person who can trick himself into this way.

What? You said that bare hands are not considered archers?

Why can Jin Shanshan be Archer with the ability to throw things in the treasure house? Another rank called Thrower should be established!

However, with this army, will a full-time "disgraceful" guy like Sebala be called up after his death? He will be invincible with his old face everywhere?

So after passing the ancient hot spring house countless times, I finally came in at the instigation of Old Man Muqi to try it out.

"Oh, my bones will be sore when I get older, especially on this rainy day."

Old man Muqi wrapped himself in a bath towel excitedly and soaked in the steaming pool. His old face was instantly reddened by water vapor, and he felt satisfied, as if he was in heaven.

The cause of this hot spring should be that there are porous water-bearing rock formations nearby, which are subject to underground heat energy and become hot water. After the rock formation boils, it turns into a sulfate spring and gushes out of the ground.

The faint sulfur smell is slightly pungent, but it has a unique refreshing effect.

All of them are here, so let's try it?

The initial temperature of this hot spring is very high, and it is neutralized by the tributary flowing into the mid-mountain lagoon, adjusting the hot and cold temperatures in the pool.

If I rashly walk into that hot water area, I will be the ghost of Yangcheng Lake (War Death Edition).

So I decided to choose a place close to the inlet of the cold pool to soak it, and stay away from the high-temperature waters.

"Huh... it is indeed the paradise on earth..."

Soaking in warm water with fatigue, I felt like there were ants crawling on my skin, and a slight sense of electric current surged from my body to my scalp. The slippery water body was close to the body temperature, allowing me to lie in the water without pressure and relax, wishing I could dive into the water.

Material and spiritual are common, and mental fatigue can also be healed by material comfort.

I dived half of my head into the water and spit bubbles. Even though I looked at the dark clouds in the sky, it seemed to have turned into a beautiful scenery. The cold raindrops dripped on the hot springs, making the picture become shady. Old man Muqi, who was opposite, also looked like he was far away from the mountain.

The mechanical water sound kept ringing in my ears, turning into a hypnotic white noise, and my sleepy eyelids became heavier. My hands spread out and put them on the wall of the pool, my head was about to droop, and I fell into a dark and sweet dream...

"Young man, if you fall asleep here, I can't take you to the hospital."

Old Man Muqi's voice seemed to be coming through the water, hazy and vague, but effectively woke me up who was about to fall asleep.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I've been so tired recently... I'm seriously lacking in sleep. To be honest, if I knew this place was so good, I would come here to take a hot spring every day."

I sighed sincerely.

Old Man Muqi's long white beard shook and let out a hearty laugh, "Hahaha, I'll just say it!"

The old man's voice is particularly magnetic due to his slack vocal cords, and his breath is sufficient than that of ordinary old man. So when he smiles, the hot spring buzzes, and he is calm while old.

He scooped up the water and poured it on his bare forehead, "It is true that young people should strive, but they should also pay attention to safety and ensure sufficient rest."

I leaned back to prevent myself from falling asleep again, "That's what I said, but there is nothing I can do... There are so many things, what else can I do except to fight for time..."

The vast majority of the elderly are different from the energetic young people.

If it was a young slut, after hearing what I said, I would definitely open my mouth and say, "What do you mean? Then don't the construction workers work hard?", or "996 is so vigorous, you can't do it if you feel it's hard."

At this time, if I argue, "I just say I have worked hard, I have nothing to do with others and I will not compare."

Then the gangster will definitely start performing, "I am discussing hard issues with you, why can't I compare with others? Why are your thoughts so narrow?"

...Okay, the more I think about it, the more tired I feel.

Old Man Muqi is obviously an experienced school who has experienced the world. He has no resistance to my negative energy, but is just sharing his own method.

Old man Muqi looked at me with his little eyes. His eyes were full of experiences unique to the elderly, and he did not get too entangled with me in details. "When I first started running the Yudell Ranch, I was very tired every day. Fortunately, this hot spring helped me wash away my fatigue..."

I nodded vigorously, "Well, I will definitely come again next time."

"Marcus," said the old man Muchi, "There is another way I will teach you together. Put a vase in the house and insert a bouquet of Mades flowers into it every day. Make sure that you will feel particularly refreshed every day when you wake up!"

I'm a little hesitant about this method.

"Is this method really effective? Put flowers in the house, what if I have pollen allergies?"

Old Man Muqi soaked in the hot water area for a while, his wrinkled face was flushed, and he slowly moved to the warm water here. "Of course it works, you can tell if you try it. By the way, you must use the flowers on this mountain. Other places are not new and there is no way to refresh yourself."

I said in my heart that this is not a problem with flowers at all, but the magical effect of Mount Madez, right?

After soaking in this hot spring for a while, I felt so good that I could participate in the savage triathlon to win the first prize, become the gold medalist of hippo fights, and the champion of the bicycle competition.

...Why did I feel my saliva flow when it comes to the bicycle competition?

Do I have hidden Cybertan bloodline?

Just thinking about this, suddenly a gurgling sound came from the water.

As soon as I looked up, I found that Muqi's old face turned red, "Hahaha... This hot spring can promote digestion and boost appetite. If you soak for a while, you will get effective..."

"It's okay... It's not just farting..." I wiped the cold sweat from my head.

Old man Muqi poked out his hand and took out a few eggs like magic from the bag on the shore, and then threw them to the outlet of the hot spring, allowing the gurgling underground hot water to rinse a few eggs. The eggs appeared magically hovering on the water surface, thrilling like noisy birds.

"It's ready to eat!"

Old man Muqi said happily, then picked up an egg, skillfully cracked the shell, and handed one to me.

I took it and the temperature on the outside of the egg in my hand was very high. When I knocked it open, I saw that the egg white liquid inside solidified, and it was actually cooked in a short time!

The egg whites of the hot spring eggs have completely solidified, and most of the egg yolks are basically formed, but there is a little translucent gel-like shape in the middle.

The color of the egg yolk is solidified and light yellow on the outside, and the tender part in the middle is dark yellow. It is not only soft and tender when eaten in the mouth, but also has a strong egg fragrance. The warm and yellow egg liquid is also beneficial to the body's nutritional intake.

After eating the first one in a hungry manner, I almost disappeared without feeling the taste buds. So I first roe the second one with the tip of my tongue, pressed against the palate, and rubbed gently to taste...

"good!"

Although the method of boiling eggs is simple, the cooking skill will definitely not be able to do so easily without years of experience. At this time, I will only give me a bowl of rice and a plate of soy sauce, and I will be able to eat it until I have enough.

Old man Muqi smiled and finished eating two eggs, soaked them back in the water with satisfaction.

"No matter how hard the days are, I have to leave myself some rest time, young man."

Muqi said while patting my shoulder, reaching out to pick a small flower from the corner of the hot spring house.

"What is this?" I asked.

On the upright grass stems of the soft and thin branches, there are a string of small flowers with purple patterns. The wind chime-like flowers are dotted with purple spots, quietly blooming inconspicuously like weeds, but shaking away by the wall, blooming with a delicate smile.

Isn’t this the flower I threw into the water yesterday? I haven’t noticed it yet, but now when I look carefully, I have seen the ravines and ravines in the entire valley, and the light fragrance fills Mount Mades without any scent.

Old man Muqi said with a rich expression: "This is a good thing. Put a bunch of people in the house in summer and the house will have a refreshing smell. I will be very energetic when I wake up the next day..."

A beautiful picture of a bald old man picking flowers on the mountain under the dim morning light suddenly appeared in my mind. Even in the hot spring, I couldn't help but shivered.

This scene is so chilling that it reminds me of a white bearded JK and a muscle-bearded sailor suit...

"I miss it so much. At that time, the cattle and sheep breeds had just been introduced. The ranch was in trouble. I worked hard here alone, and I was so tired after dinner that I fell asleep. But every day when I woke up, I would see such a bouquet of flowers in the house..."

Muqi said in a sigh.

I wiped the cold sweat from my head, "Oh, it's not the flowers you picked yourself..."

Old man Muqi unconsciously patted his body to relieve the soreness of his old joints. "It's my daughter. She was only ten years old when she came to the island with me. She was very novel when she first arrived in the countryside. She jumped around every day, just like the plums now..."

As he spoke, the old man fell into inexplicable silence.

I asked tentatively in a hesitant tone: "Your daughter..."

When I heard this, I found that the face of old man Muqi indulged in memory was like a tablecloth where dye was accidentally knocked over. The gloomy and anger became increasingly intense, making the old face that was kind and cheerful on the usual days extremely ugly. Every wrinkle seemed to be full of anger.

"That unfilial daughter! We have nothing to do with each other!"

He looked at the roof and let the raindrops fall on his head, "That obedient Julian is gone! The Julian who can ask his father if he is hard, pick flowers for me, boil water for me, and chat with me with cattle and sheep is already a thing of the past!"

His adjective is still very restrained, but it carries a kind of pain that is more sorrow than death.

I was silent for a while and did not retreat because of his fierce reaction.

Because I know that the old man's state is a kind of self-protection of past trauma, the pain of a memory being awakened by misfortune. After that, there is often a wound that is bleeding and heart-wrenching at all times.

"Old Muqi, think about you and plums." I reminded softly.

Old Muqi fell silent, finally let go of the little flower that was about to be pinched off in his hand, and woke up from his memories.

But when he woke up, his eyes were filled with hope and he looked at him...

Looked at me.

"Marcus, you must teach Mei well."

His dry palms held my hand tightly, "I am old, and my education of Julian has also failed. I don't want May to repeat the same mistake... She is still young..."

Maybe it was to let me educate Mei carefully, and he also told me about Muqi's daughter in an intermittent monologue.
To be continued...