"Another three days of Chinese medicine..."

Yan Zixiu sat on the bench, helplessly looking at the traditional Chinese medicine bag in his left hand bag, and sighed inwardly: "I've had enough of these bitter water seeds. When will it end?"

He looked up at the people coming and going on the avenue, patients, family members, visitors, doctors, nurses and hospital staff of all ages. Most of the people had expressionless faces, and many looked sad.

Full face.

Yan Zixiu has been frail and sick since he was a child. In the past twenty years, he has taken medicines and injections and suffered a lot. Looking at these patients, he suddenly felt emotional in his heart: "It would be great if no one got sick."

The autumn wind blew by, and a sycamore leaf swayed left and right. Yan Zixiu stretched out his right hand to catch it.

At this time, a feeling of sleepiness surged...

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Yan Zixiu suddenly felt that he was sleeping in the wilderness, and his body was covered with many fallen leaves. He vaguely felt a person walking in the distance. As the person approached, Yan Zixiu felt a warm air flow passing by, and the clothes on his body

The fallen leaves all drifted away in an instant.

Yan Zixiu got up quickly and looked up. He turned out to be a tall and tall young man in white clothes in ancient costume. He was about 20 years old. His eyebrows were like paint, his eyes were like stars, his skin was fair, and he felt as if his whole body was growing from the inside out.

Light.

Somehow, Yan Zixiu had the intuition that this young man was his former master, and naturally he felt a very close feeling in his heart.

The young man in white smiled and nodded at Yan Zixiu, raised his hand and nodded to the side, and a light door appeared in front of the two of them.

The young man conveyed a thought to Yan Zixiu: "Follow me." Then he stepped into the light door. Yan Zixiu followed naturally and suddenly felt that he had arrived in a fairyland:

I saw an endless blue sky, with auspicious clouds blooming in the blue sky, and some very beautiful and strange birds flying in the sky. I and the young man in white were standing on a huge sapphire platform. Around the platform were towering precious trees and flowers and plants.

The gentle breeze stirs, bringing bursts of fragrance.

Yan Zixiu couldn't help but take a deep breath. He felt refreshed, relaxed physically and mentally, and translucent inside and outside. It was a wonderful feeling he had never experienced before. He also saw white marble watches standing on the left and right of the high platform, towering into the clouds. There were three channels in front of the platform.

The golden steps descend gently and extend to a very spacious fountain square. After passing the square, there is a hundred-foot-wide Mingguang Avenue leading into the distance with no end in sight.

There are precious trees on both sides of the avenue, and more than a dozen beautiful buildings and jade buildings can be vaguely seen. Further on both sides, there are boundless fields, surrounded by clear rivers like jade belts, golden crops undulating with the wind, and there are some hills and green mountains in between, with splashing waterfalls.

Broken jade and lakes are like gems, shining brightly everywhere, beautiful and peaceful. What a beautiful fairy scenery.

Yan Zixiu couldn't help but sigh, what kind of place is this? It's so nice!

Then I heard the voice of the young man in white: "This is the Medicine Master's Immortal Mansion."

"The Medicine Master's Immortal Mansion?" Yan Zixiu's inner questions kept popping up.

The young man in white said: "This is the gift I promised you when I was a teacher."

Yan Zixiu's master-disciple intuition was confirmed. But he had more questions: "Back then? A gift? For me? Now?"

The young man in white smiled: "Slowly you will understand."

"Then can I come here more often?"

The young man in white said: "This Immortal Mansion is for you to take with you. Of course you can come at any time."

Yan Zixiu asked: "Master, you brought me here this time. How will I come here in the future?"

The young man in white smiled and said: "How to get in, you have to figure this out yourself."

He waved to the sky, and a colorful and beautiful parrot flew over. The parrot nodded to the young man and said in human words: "Hello, Master."

The young man nodded slightly, turned to Yan Zixiu and said, "Zixiu, this is Wuyou, the spirit of the Medicine Master's Immortal Mansion. You can be understood as the general manager of the Immortal Mansion."

Yan Zixiu waved to the parrot and smiled: "Hello, Wuyou."

The parrot nodded: "Hello, Zixiu."

The young man in white said: "Okay, it's almost time. I still have something to do, so it's time to leave. You can go back too."

Yan Zixiu was reluctant to give up: "Then when can I see you again, Master?"

"Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, everything will come naturally. When the opportunity is ripe, you will see it naturally." After the young man in white finished speaking, the brilliance flashed and disappeared.

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Yan Zixiu was startled and found that he was still sitting on the bench, and the sycamore leaves were falling on his outstretched right hand.

Did I have a dream just now? Yan Zixiu took a look at himself and felt that his body and mind were relaxed and clear. All kinds of sick and sick feelings for many years were gone, especially the lower abdomen where the Dantian area was warm. Looking again, the leather bag

The traditional Chinese medicine bag inside was missing, and there was a dark green jade ring on the index finger of his left hand.

Wasn't it a dream just now? Yan Zixiu took off the ring and looked at it carefully. He saw that the ring was simple in style, surrounded by a refreshing aura, and there were some golden star-shaped spots on it, which added to its beauty.

He put the ring back on, stood up and moved around, feeling that his whole body was full of new vitality. The heavy burden he had carried for more than ten years since he could remember was suddenly thrown away, and he couldn't help but feel happy. God is so merciful.

I was so happy that I completely forgot about the missing Chinese medicine package.

Yan Zixiu was happy and confused for a while before he calmed down and took stock of the situation in front of him.

This was 1992 in Huaxia, and it was also the second year that he was assigned to Liyuan Township after graduating from technical secondary school. Originally, the township had financial difficulties and was unwilling to recruit new people. But these years, graduation assignments were all mandatory, so the township delayed a few

Yue reluctantly accepted him.

After officially starting work, the township arranged for Yan Zixiu to have a deputy mayor to take him as a trainee. Six months later, he was asked to go to Gulou Village, the second farthest place from Liyuanji, to work in a team. The main tasks of working in a team were twofold.

, one is to assign various tasks in the township and supervise their completion, and the other is to collect various funds. The Huaxia Kingdom, which has just entered the 1990s, is not yet wealthy as a whole, so the allocations given to the township by superiors are far from enough for daily expenses. What should I do?

What? Find a way to raise funds yourself. The so-called self-financing means that the final pressure basically falls on each village.

There is no way, all departments need to operate normally, the salaries of primary and secondary school teachers need to be paid, water conservancy and roads need to be repaired every year, etc., etc., money is needed whether you open your eyes or close your eyes. In one sentence, it is difficult.

Yan Zixiu was an honest man, and because he was frail and sick, he would ask for leave every now and then. Therefore, the people in the village did not think highly of him. One time, because he was in a hurry, he wrote a simple leave note, and the top leaders were still in the village meeting.

He was taken as a joke and read to everyone, causing everyone to burst into laughter. This time he came to the city's First People's Hospital for treatment of neurasthenia, and the deputy mayor in charge reluctantly granted him three days' leave.

"Career depends on spirit. From today on, everything will be different." Yan Zixiu stood up, stretched his arms and legs, felt the abundant vitality, and his confidence rose from within, and he left the hospital carrying his purse.

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There were still more than two days left in the holiday, so Yan Zixiu decided to go home first and let his parents know that his physical condition had improved, so as to save them from worrying about him.

Yan Zixiu was sitting on the long-distance bus going home. For the first time, he was in the mood to appreciate the scenery outside the window. For the first time, he had the energy to pay attention to the situation in the car. The bus, which usually seemed noisy and noisy, seemed to be very quiet today, and everyone seemed to be in a different mood.

good.

He stroked the dark green ring, feeling the fresh and pleasant atmosphere emanating from it, and recalled today's wonderful experience in his mind. After staying in the Medicine Master's Immortal Mansion for such a period of time, in reality the leaves had just fallen a short distance away. It seemed that these two

The flow of time in the world is different. That's okay. Master said that I can go to the Immortal Mansion at any time, and asked me to figure out the way to go there. It's really interesting. And Wuyou, the spiritual manager of the mansion, has a really nice voice.

Worry-free, worry-free, worry-free, it’s really good.

While he was chanting about Wuyou, suddenly there was a flash of colorful light, and the chief manager Wuyou appeared in front of him: "Zixiu, you called me?" Yan Zixiu was startled, and hurriedly looked around and found that the passengers were sleeping and talking.

When talking, it seems that Wuyou can't be seen or Wuyou's voice can be heard.

He felt relieved and said in his mind: "You guy, you scared me. But I just have a lot of questions to ask you."

"Just tell me what you want to ask."

Yan Zixiu asked: "Master, who is he?"

Wuyou replied: "You will know after a while."

"Oh, then how can I enter the Immortal Mansion?"

"Master lets you figure it out for yourself."

Yan Zixiu was confused: "Why didn't you two tell me directly?"

Wuyou let out a melodious laugh: "To tell you directly, you are not impressed."

Yan Zixiu was helpless: "Uh... okay. What should I do first now?"

"First find a way to actively enter the Immortal Mansion."

Yan Zixiu raised his forehead and asked, "Can you give me some tips?"

Wuyou was very straightforward this time: "Yes. Think about how you entered the Immortal Mansion for the first time?"

Yan Zixiu blurted out: "Didn't Master take me in?"

Wuyou prompt: "Then how did you meet Master?"

Yan Zixiu said: "I fell asleep and had a dream."

Worry-free: "Then why do you have this dream?"

"How did I know...oh, no, there are some different situations."

Yan Zixiu began to calm down and remember.


Chapter completed!