I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"You don't need to worry about Fang Qing's matter. Go and find Liu Li again."

"Why bother looking for her? Didn't I already give you the prescription?"

As the car drove into Chunqiu Huafu, Mr. Jiang, who was on his way home from get off work, asked in confusion.

"Two of these herbs don't seem to be available on the market. Or did she misspell the names?"

"No?"

Jiang Chen pretended to be serious, "Then there's nothing we can do."

"If she can write it down, then it must exist. I don't care, you have to collect it all for me."

She had already made the boast, and if it all came to nothing, she didn't know how that woman who "gained her status through her son" would ridicule her. Li Shurui felt that such humiliation was unbearable.

Having no other choice, the person could only nod and say, "Okay, I'll go ask her again."

The car passed by Pei's house again.

Upon returning home, he was surprised to find the Taoist nun at home.

"Didn't you go to pick up the Martial Saint?"

The couple entered the house side by side, their posture affectionate.

He takes the subway by himself.

Li Shurui winked at the man, and before Jiang Chen could make a move, the man unexpectedly walked over.

"I have something to tell you."

Mr. Jiang was surprised.

That's really strange.

"what's up?"

Duanmu Liuli remained silent.

"You guys chat."

Li Shurui didn't think much of it and left, heading upstairs.

"what happened?"

Jiang asked with a meaningful smile.

Then a crumpled, folded piece of paper was handed to me.

"what?"

He looked down, took the paper, and was still smiling. But when he opened it, he seemed to be taken aback. His smile froze instantly, and he immediately closed the paper and looked around.

Fortunately, Li Shurui had already gone upstairs.

"..."

He refocused his gaze on the Taoist nun's face, opened his mouth, and asked, "...Where did she come from?"

The Taoist nun remained silent, not to appear profound, but simply because she was not fond of talking.

Jiang Chen clenched his fists, crumpling the prescription into a ball.

It turns out the other party wasn't being lazy by not picking up the Martial Saint, but was specifically waiting for him.

Their eyes met, and Jiang Chen felt a lump in his throat.

Is it yours?

When Duanmu Liuli opened her mouth, as always, every word she uttered was a gem.

Yes.

Or not.

No matter how I answer, it seems wrong.

This question is both incredibly tricky and ingenious.

"Where did it come from?"

"I said in a muffled voice, like a broken record," said Boss Jiang.

"Someone gave it to me."

Upon hearing this, someone's eyes twitched. Could it be that Pei Yunxi had also come seeking medical help?
Looking directly into those soul-stirring eyes, Jiang Chen couldn't utter any words against his will. After a long pause, he finally managed to say, "Thank you."

Not handing it over to Li Shurui really helped him a lot.

of course.

Although he escaped a calamity, his image in the eyes of the Taoist nun has probably plummeted.

While touched, Jiang Chen also felt awkward, so he even started to avoid looking the other person in the eye.

"Ah."

At that moment, a response came.

That's right.

In response to his thanks, Duanmu Liuli gave a seemingly casual yet serious "hmm".

Jiang Chen was taken aback, staring at that calm and stunning face, then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Amitabha.

Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

A person outside the secular world is not bound by worldly etiquette and rules.

Taoism, in particular, advocates following one's heart, nature, and desires.

What else can we do?

At this moment, this is the only way I can comfort myself.

"The prescription you gave Shurui contains two herbs that don't seem to be available on the market."

Jiang Chen rationally changed the subject.

"Yes. There are some on the mountain. I'll bring them next time I go back."

How can I ever repay such a great kindness?
If he were a woman, he would really want to give himself to her.

Saying thank you again feels too inadequate.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Chen spoke sincerely, his eyes filled with emotion, everything understood without words.

Duanmu Liuli remained silent, then suddenly turned around, walked to the cabinet, opened the drawer, took out a book, and walked back, handing the book to Jiang Chen under his questioning gaze.

Jiang Chen took it and glanced down at it. *The Inner Chapters of the Master Who Embraces Simplicity*

Obvious.

This is a Taoist classic.

Although he was well-read, he had never read or even heard of this book.

I flipped it open casually.

"Therefore, the person of one person is a reflection of the nation."

The chest and abdomen are like palaces;
The arrangement of the four limbs is like the suburbs;
The joints are like the officials;
The spirit is like a ruler, blood is like a subject, and breath is like a person.

Therefore, if one knows how to govern oneself, one can govern a country.

"Loving one's people ensures the peace of one's country; nurturing one's spirit ensures the preservation of one's own health..."

Depend on.

Martial arts masterpiece?

A sudden turn of events, like finding a hidden village amidst a dark willow tree, comes without any effort at all.
Mr. Jiang was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't believe it. He clutched the book tightly, looked up anxiously, and asked, "This is..."

"For you."

Mr. Jiang blushed.

This is not shyness.

It wasn't awkward.

Instead, it was excitement.

really.

Reversal is the movement of the Tao.

The more you try to hold onto something, the more you will lose it. Conversely, when you relax and have a calm mindset, fate may surprise you unexpectedly.

Even with Boss Jiang's composure, he couldn't help but beam with joy at this moment, even losing his composure by taking a step forward, grabbing the long-desired book in one hand and the Daoist nun's wrist in the other.

His lips trembled; he didn't know what to say, but he wanted to kiss the other person.

Don't misunderstand.

It was definitely not for the purpose of taking advantage of others.

It was merely a simple emotional outburst.

Fortunately, reason prevailed.

He has only achieved his wish, not yet attained great skill, and it is not yet time for him to be arrogant and complacent.

Fortunately, the Taoist nun understood his feelings at that moment and did not hold it against him.

You are my lucky star.

Jiang Chen grabbed the other person's wrist and, overcome with emotion, revealed his true feelings.

He originally thought he only had one cheat.

Not really!

The Taoist nun is clearly another human-shaped cheat code.

Faced with his heartfelt "confession," Duanmu Liuli remained calm and aloof, withdrawing her hand.

"Excuse me."

Mr. Jiang immediately apologized, saying, "I was just too excited."

He raised the ancient texts and said, "I will definitely practice hard and will not let you down, nor disgrace our Taoist teachings."

They're good at trying to get close to people, but the other party doesn't appreciate it.

"It's not a secret technique."

Mr. Jiang's agitation faltered. "Huh?"

"These are the basic scriptures."

Mr. Jiang's expression froze.

like.

Too soon to be happy?

"What's the point?"

"Strengthen the foundation and cultivate vitality."

Concise and clear.

Jiang Chen's joy slowly faded. Considering the context and trying to understand what the other person was doing...

I'm worried about his health.

His face twitched, and his heartfelt laughter turned into a forced smile.

"Don't you want it?"

Duanmu Liuli asked again.

Shrimp and pork heart.

It's practically shrimp and pork heart!

Mr. Jiang wanted to stand firm and shove the book back into his hand, but his body wouldn't obey him.

Although it's not some kind of divine skill or secret manual, it at least has some effect.

It's healthier than taking sildenafil, right?

"……want."

Imagine how it feels to be grateful when someone is clearly making fun of you.

Boss Jiang's expression was truly indescribable.

"Say thank you."

"..."

Mr. Jiang looked up abruptly and took a deep breath. "I already said that."

"Oh."

"I want to hear more."

Boss Jiang's brows were contorted, and his forehead was dark with anger. If he weren't truly outmatched, he would definitely have struck with all his might! (End of Chapter)