He finished his words for a while, but received no response.
Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, not knowing what had happened, and asked: "Mountain God, are you still there?"
No answer.
"Grandpa Mountain God, are you still there?" Yang Xiaobao called again.
Still no reply.
Yang Xiaobao snorted, knowing that the other party didn't want to talk to him.
His temper is really weird.
Yang Xiaobao shook his head, stuffed the bronze mirror into his pocket, kowtowed a few times on the futon, stood up, left the mountain temple, and walked down the mountain.
When he reached the mountainside, he heard the sound of rushing water.
Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment and realized that he had reached the waterfall.
He thought of the flower in the pond.
I don’t know what is happening to that flower now.
In the future, with the bronze mirror, there will be no need to come here to absorb the energy it emits.
Yang Xiaobao suddenly had an impulse: he wanted to take a look under the pond and absorb the energy emitted by the flower again.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao walked towards the waterfall.
Because it was noon, there would be no one here at all.
Yang Xiaobao came to the edge of the pool, jumped straight into the pool.
Because he has been here many times, he is very familiar with the roads.
After sinking to the bottom of the pool, he found the location of the flower.
But when he saw the flower, he was stunned.
It should be said that what he saw was a withered flower.
This was beyond Yang Xiaobao's imagination.
He never expected that the flower would wither like this.
Why does it wither?
Was it withering because he received the bronze mirror given by the mountain god?
Or was it because of the withering of this flower that the mountain god gave himself this bronze mirror?
Yang Xiaobao looked at this withered flower and felt very disappointed.
He reached out and stroked the flower, trying to see if he could input energy to revive it.
Unexpectedly, he just touched the flower, and the flower turned into pieces and disappeared into the water.
Yang Xiaobao sighed secretly, knowing that there was nothing he could do to save his life, so he kicked off his feet and fell out of the water.
Back on the shore, he wrung out his clothes and left the pool.
All this is like a dream.
But the heavy bronze mirror in his pocket told Yang Xiaobao that this was definitely not a dream, but a reality.
"Why did the mountain god give himself this bronze mirror? What did he mean when he said it would be useful in the future?"
Yang Xiaobao returned home with many doubts.
That night, there happened to be a moon.
Yang Xiaobao waited for Su Guihua and Liu Mei to go to bed, then took out the bronze mirror and walked to the yard.
He turned the side that illuminated people upward and pointed it at the moon, which was like a jade plate.
Something strange happened!
Yang Xiaobao saw that the moonlight was like water flowing down from the sky, continuously "flowing" into the bronze mirror.
And the dim yellow surface of this bronze mirror suddenly became as bright as a lamp.
However, this situation did not last long.
Just a minute or two later, the beam of light from the moon to the bronze mirror suddenly disappeared.
But the bronze mirror was still so bright, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime.
Yang Xiaobao was very surprised and put his hand on the bronze mirror.
He felt that energy quickly poured into his body from the bronze mirror.
After a while, his body was filled with energy.
And the bronze mirror became its original appearance again.
This is so amazing!
Yang Xiaobao almost jumped up with excitement.
From now on, as long as the moon rises at night, he can absorb energy.
This is much better than jumping into the pond water to absorb that flower.
And he can feel that the energy that this bronze mirror poured into his body is much deeper than the energy in the water.
Yang Xiaobao returned to the bedroom, put the bronze mirror in his own pocket, and did not fall asleep for a long time.
The next day, Yang Xiaobao and Su Guihua said a bit, drove to Spring City with a car.
Su Guihua has become accustomed to Yang Xiaobao's behavior often going to major cities, and he hasn't said anything.
By the time of Spring City, as soon as the door of the Lanxuan Restaurant was entered, I saw that Father Yin and Yin Rui were sitting in the hall.
When they saw Yang Xiaobao coming in, they immediately stood up and greeted them.
"I was still giving up when you could arrive, but I didn't expect that it was here." Father Yin said with a smile.
Yang Xiaobao knew that they were waiting for themselves, and quickly thanked.
Three people walked into Yin Rui's office, and Yin Rui personally made tea for Yang Xiaobao.
"Xiao Bao, this time let you come to Chuncheng, mainly to thank you." Yin Rui said the tea to Yang Xiaobao, "If it was not you, our Lanxuan restaurant would really be closed."
"President Yin, I said yesterday, we are a win -win situation, you don’t have to be polite."
"Actually, there is another thing, you need your help."
"Oh? What is it?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.
Yin Rui turned to look at Yin Wannian, and seemed to want Yin Wannian to say.
Yin Wannian coughed and said, "Xiao Bao, I went to Shitou Village last time, and saw you about Xue Shaozhi's disease."
"Oh, that matter ..."
Yang Xiaobao still doesn't understand what Yin Lao means.
"They all say that you are a famous doctor of Shiti Town, and one of my old friends is sick. I want to ask you to help him see it."
"Oh, this is the matter." Yang Xiaobao nodded and understood Yin Wannian's meaning.
He did not agree directly, but groaned.
Before Yang Xiaobao said, Yin Wannian also said: "Xiaobao, you can rest assured, as long as you make him improve, you will definitely get medical expenses. My old friend, I still have a little money at home."
Yin Wannian is very rich, and his friends who make it must be endless.
Yang Xiaobao waved his hand and said, "Yin Lao, I don't mean that."
He went on to say: "I am just an ordinary village doctor, and it is not a disease that can be treated."
Yin Wannian laughed and said, "Xiaobao, you are too humble, I am Yin Wannian who lives for a lifetime, who hasn't seen it? At first glance, I think you are not easy."
Hearing Yin Wannian's words, Yang Xiaobao smiled embarrassedly.
"Xiaobao, you promise my grandpa, otherwise my grandpa lost a chess friend and should be sad again." Yin Rui said.
Yang Xiaobao nodded at the end: "Well, then I go and see. If you can't cure it, there is no way."
Seeing Yang Xiaobao agreed, Yin Wannian was very happy.
"Xiao Bao, you promise to see, it's already very good. If you really can't cure it, it is not your problem."
"Then wait for lunch before going." Yin Rui said, "I asked the chef to prepare the food. These dishes were pulled from you."
Within noon, Yang Xiaobao found that Lanxuan Restaurant was full, and many people lined up outside.
"President Yin, how did you say that you had to buy other restaurants last time?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.