Chapter five hundred and fiftieth two young and frivolous
After several days of treatment by the madman, the whip marks on Hong Ling's cheeks disappeared, and the scars on her body were almost healed.
"You have just recovered from a serious illness. Do you want to go to the fields with us to relax?" After breakfast, the madman invited with a smile.
"Okay!" Hong Ling responded with a slight smile, just wanting to relax a bit.
Hearing this, Dongfang Xuxiao raised his hand and said, "There are so many people and it's so lively, so I'll go with you too!"
"No problem!" The madman looked at Dongfang Xuxiao with ulterior motives: "The fields are not only a place to relax, but also a good place to cultivate feelings!"
"..." Dongfang Xuxiao remained silent decisively.
Led by Madman and Xuening, Dongfang Xuxiao and Hong Ling came to a small farmland.
What you see is a field of rice ears dancing in the wind.
"It looks like it's almost ripe, right?" Hong Ling, who grew up in the palace, had never seen ripe ears of rice with her own eyes.
Xuening chuckled: "Listening to your words, I know you grew up in a good family!"
"Yeah!" Hong Ling responded without mentioning anything about her past.
"The ears of rice have just grown now, and there is still some time before they mature!" While speaking, Xuening walked to the field and pulled out a weed.
"That's it!" Hong Ling nodded as if she understood; she followed Xue Ning and walked cautiously to the field.
Seeing this, the madman quickly shouted: "Be careful! Don't step on the rice!"
"Okay!" Hong Ling smiled back and imitated Xue Ning, removing weeds from the rice fields.
Dongfang Xuxiao glanced around: "There are still many wastelands around, why not cultivate more?"
The lunatic looked at Dongfang Xuxiao with an idiot's eyes: "How much do you think we, husband and wife, can eat?"
"..." Dongfang Xuxiao.
"Planting too much is just a waste. Instead of doing this, we might as well save more energy for recuperation!"
"..." After a moment, Dongfang Xuxiao found his voice: "In case there is a natural or man-made disaster some year, there is nothing wrong with saving more food!"
"Crow's mouth!" the madman cursed, but he did not hesitate to answer Dongfang Xuxiao's worries: "This field may not seem like much, but the food it produces every season is enough for us to eat for a year and a half; as for food,
The endless grains are stored in a warehouse not far from our residence; the grains stored for the past fifty years will not affect our normal life no matter what kind of natural or man-made disasters we encounter!"
"..." It seems that I am worried for nothing!
"Why don't you come and help me quickly!" Xue Ning looked up from the field and said to Madman and Dongfang Xuxiao.
"Coming!" the madman responded, reaching out and gently tugging on Dongfang Xuxiao: "Hurry up!"
"..." You are not asking us to relax, you are clearly asking us to do hard work, okay?
Ignoring Dongfang Xuxiao's expression, Madman walked into the field and joined Xue Ning and Hong Ling.
The rice fields with few weeds were all cleared in half an hour with the efforts of Hong Ling and four other people.
Dongfang Xuxiao raised his hand, looked at the green grass liquid in his palm, and asked sadly: "Two seniors! Is this grass liquid easy to clean?"
"Don't worry..." Madman stepped forward, patted Dongfang Xuxiao's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "...wash it a few more times, and it will be clean!"
"..." Dongfang Xuxiao.
Looking at Dongfang Xuxiao's troubled expression, Hong Ling couldn't help but laugh.
"Let's go! Let's go to the next stop!" The madman greeted and led Xuening towards the west.
Dongfang Xuxiao deliberately slowed down and walked side by side with Hong Ling: "Are you sure we are here to relax?"
Hong Ling glanced at Dongfang Xuxiao lightly, her lips parted slightly: "Hong Ling thinks it's good!"
"..." Okay! I take back what I just said.
After walking for about a stick of incense, the four of them stopped in front of a large field.
"Senior Madman, did you grow these herbs?" There was undisguised surprise in Hong Ling's eyes.
"That's right!" There was a hint of pride in the madman's voice.
Hong Ling looked at the herbs and divided them into small pieces each: "Panax notoginseng, Yunxiang, Gastrodia elata, Poria, Coptidis chinensis, Angelica sinensis, Gentiania, Polyporus, gentian, yew..."
Hearing the name of the medicine accurately spit out from Hong Ling's mouth, the madman suddenly felt excited as if he had met a confidant: "Little girl! Do you know about herbal medicine?" "Know some!" Hong Ling said modestly: "Some time ago, I met the Grand Master.
I have learned a little bit; I wonder if what I just said is wrong?"
"There is no mistake!" The madman pushed Dongfang Xuxiao away and came to Hong Ling's side excitedly: "Who is your great master?"
"Qianding Mountain - Master Wudao!" Hong Ling did not hide anything and told the truth.
The eyes of Madman and Xuening flashed with surprise at the same time.
"Are you telling the truth?" The madman was in a state of complete disbelief at this moment.
"Of course!" Hong Ling nodded heavily: "Hong Ling has never lived with Grand Master. She didn't go to Qianding Mountain until something unexpected happened a few months ago... As for the medical skills and martial arts that Hong Ling has learned, they are only
It’s just a matter of the past few months!”
"In just a few months, I can actually recognize all the herbs here; I have to admit that Master Wu Dao is Master Wu Dao after all..." The madman stroked his beard and sighed: "... Even the disciple Sun, only
I’m afraid no one can match it, right?!”
"What? Senior Madman also knows Grand Master?" Hong Ling asked in confusion.
"How can I have that kind of honor?" The madman shook his head, with too much emotion in his eyes: "When I was still traveling around the world, I heard about his great name for a long time. At that time, there were as many people who wanted to worship him as their teacher, just like the turtles crossing the river.
; However, he has not accepted anyone as his disciple... I never expected that after I have been living in seclusion for fifty years, he will even have disciples!"
"The world is changing very quickly, and many things are hard to explain!" Xu Ning also lamented.
"Yes!" Madman had to agree with what Xu Ning said: "But... I can see the disciple of Master Wudao today. I have no regrets in this life!"
"Senior Madman is serious!" Hong Ling did not dare to take it seriously, and quickly changed the subject: "Forgive Hongling for asking, does Senior Madam admire the Grand Master?"
"He was more than just an admirer!" When mentioning the past, Xue Ning couldn't help but give the madman a blank look: "Back then, in order to see Master Wudao, he knelt at the foot of Qianding Mountain for three days and three nights!"
Hong Ling and Dongfang Xuxiao looked at each other in astonishment. They never expected that he would worship Master Wudao so much.
Having his background revealed in front of his juniors, the lunatic was inevitably a little uncomfortable. He rubbed his nose and said, "You are so young and frivolous!"
"Really?" Xue Ning smiled but said, "Your youth and frivolousness are the ones who suffer the most from me!"
"How do you say this?" Dongfang Xuxiao and Hong Ling asked in unison.
"don't want……"
"What? Do you dare to do it or not?" Before the lunatic could finish speaking, Xue Ning interrupted him decisively: "Didn't you kneel under Qianding Mountain for three days and three nights until you fell unconscious and was carried back by me?