The pendant can be held in one hand and is moist throughout. Holding it in your hand feels like holding a piece of fine jade.
But after careful observation, Hou Jiuming discovered that the material of the jade pendant was not jade at all, but an unknown wood that was very similar to jade.
That's right, it's wood.
Because in addition to the complex artificially carved graphics and text, there is also a very clear wooden texture.
"It's incredible. There is actually wood that looks like jade. If we could plant it in large quantities, wouldn't we be able to make a fortune?"
He was already certain that this jade pendant was definitely the product of an immortal cultivator.
Thinking of this, I can't wait to mobilize my magic power to infuse it.
"Buzz~"
With the blessing of mana, the wooden sword, which was originally like a dead object, immediately trembled slightly, and a touch of cyan lit up on its surface.
At the same time, a feeling of being able to do whatever you want came to my mind.
Following this feeling, my thoughts moved.
"Whoosh!"
The small sword flew up into the air, magically suspended in the air.
"Big~"
The three-inch long sword grew longer and wider with a buzzing sound.
Soon, a dagger about a foot long, two fingers wide, with a sharp blade and no hilt appeared in front of Hou Jiuming.
At this time, excitement that could not be concealed emerged in his eyes, and he manipulated the small sword according to his feelings.
As he controlled it, the dagger was still crooked at first and flew awkwardly.
After the cup of tea was over, it turned into a green afterimage, floating erratically in the room.
"Hahaha~"
After mastering the dagger proficiently, Hou Jiuming could no longer suppress his laughter.
The excited voice even spread outside the room.
Zhuzi, who was cleaning the shop, heard this and scratched his head in confusion, as if he couldn't figure out why his shopkeeper was so crazy. He shook his not very smart head, picked up the rag and continued to do his work.
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The next day, news spread probably because of the treatment of Bao Wa and his grandmother.
Although there was not a steady stream of people seeing doctors, it was not as empty as the first two days.
"Okay, you go back and follow this prescription, and you will definitely recover within half a month." As he spoke, Hou Jiuming handed a prescription he had just written in his hand to a middle-aged man in front of him.
"Thank you, thank you Mr. Hou!"
The man took the prescription with both hands and bowed to thank him. It was not until Hou Jiuming waved his hand that he went to the counter to grab the medicine.
After sending the patient away, Hou Jiuming stretched and looked at the time. It was already noon, and he was ready to go to Baowa's house.
Judging from the looks of Baowa and his grandma, they probably didn't know that the small sword was a tool for immortal cultivators.
Otherwise, I wouldn't give it away so casually.
Maybe it was by chance.
This time, he was just going to go and inquire to see if there was any other news.
After telling Zhuzi to cook and eat by himself and not to worry about him, he set off with the things he had asked Zhuzi to prepare in the morning.
After asking around, I found Baowa's house in the far west of the town.
There is a separate courtyard with three peaked rooms. The courtyard area is not small, several hundred square meters.
To be honest, this house is very nice, better than the houses that most people living in Luoyue Town live in.
He really didn't expect that Baowa's family actually lived here?
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"Dang~dang~dang~, is anyone home?"
"Who?"
Not long after knocking on the door, Baowa's voice rang.
Then, there was a burst of hurried footsteps.
"Crunch~"
The wooden door opened, and when she saw it was Hou Jiuming, Baowa was surprised and said hello quickly.
"Mr. Hou, why are you here? Come in quickly."
Children of poor people have long been in charge of the family. Although Baowa is only twelve years old, she is very sensible. Whether she is taking her grandma to see a doctor or treating others with dignity, she is very decent.
"Let me see how your grandma is doing!"
"Baowa, who's here!" At this moment, a weak voice came from inside the house.
"Grandma, Mr. Hou is here to see you!"
"Ah, sir is here. Come on, help me down. I will greet you personally."
Hou Jiuming didn't dare to let her greet him in person, so he gave Baowa something and quickened his pace, "Old man, I just came to see how you are doing.
You can't get out of bed, your body is still weak!"
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the house, and saw the old man getting up from the bed with his arms stretched out.
Seeing this, Hou Jiuming hurriedly stepped forward, supported her, and pulled the quilt next to her to put it behind her so that she could lean against her more comfortably.
"Excuse me, Mr. Hou, you are a good person!" Grandma Baowa said with a face of shame and sincerity when she saw Hou Jiuming like this.
"You are serious. How do you feel about your body? Are there any discomforts?" After a polite word, Hou Jiuming changed the topic directly and did not want to talk more about this matter.
Because the word "good person" in the past life has changed its meaning.
"Thanks to you, I'm much better than yesterday. I can already sit up on my own!"
Next, the two chatted about their condition for a while and said some things that were difficult to say in the crowd yesterday.
Ask her to be more careful when going to the cemetery.
The old man had lived through ups and downs for most of his life and naturally believed deeply in ghosts and gods. Although Hou Jiuming only said a few words vaguely, she understood it immediately.
"I see, I said that, when I saw the old man that day, I always felt like someone was blowing cold wind on the back of my neck..."
After figuring out what was going on, the old man couldn't help but feel lingering fear. Fortunately, he met Mr. Hou this time, otherwise, this old life would really be possible.
At the same time, she also realized that Hou Jiuming was no ordinary doctor.
After all, you can know ghosts and gods.
It can also cure diseases caused by ghosts and gods. It's strange that it can be ordinary.
So, in the following conversation, the old man looked a little more respectful.
After being polite for a long time, and seeing that he was about to run out of words, Hou Jiuming mentioned his intention to come.
"Old man, in addition to seeing how your body is recovering this time, I have one more thing I want to ask. Is it convenient?"
The old man was not surprised by Hou Jiuming's words.
After all, between the two parties, they were the one who benefited. Now that the other party came to the door with something, it was obvious that he had something to ask for. Thinking of this, she did not delay and said immediately.
"Mr. Hou, you're welcome. You can help me. It's nothing inconvenient. Please tell me."
Seeing the old man acting like this, Hou Jiuming didn't show any pretense and directly took out his small sword and asked.
"I would like to ask, where did you get this pendant?"
Looking at the green pendant, a trace of sadness flashed in the old man's eyes.
Even though it was a flash, it was still keenly captured by Hou Jiuming.
"Is there any secret?"
At this moment, the old man spoke.
"My son picked up this pendant when he went into the mountains once. It looked good, so he brought it back to Bao Wa as a plaything!"
"Besides the pendant, is there anything else?"
Hou Jiuming knew about the disappearance of Baowa's father, but Xiaojian was very important, so he didn't care about anything else and asked directly.
"That's not true. To be honest with you, after Dajiang came back, he was very evasive about this matter. Only after I asked repeatedly did I find out that this pendant was obtained from a corpse!"
After saying this, the old man looked at Hou Jiuming's face and observed his expression. He thought that hearing that he had picked it up from a corpse would make him feel surprised or uncomfortable. This chapter has been completed!