Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 31 Spring Flowers in March in Jiangnan (Please read on, give me monthly tickets and recommendation votes!)

When Ren Shaoyang arrived home, it was nearly dusk.

Ding'an was stretching in the open space in front of the house. First, she jumped lightly, and then she struck many strange poses.

Then, one hand forms a claw, from stretching exercises to waving the claw with great force.

It even did a handstand.

It looks quite intimidating.

Ren Shaoyang didn't disturb him and went into the house, where he saw that the little beggar had already fallen asleep.

Hongxiu has been practicing her skills very hard these days, always getting up at the crack of dawn and practicing while crying.

Perhaps hearing the noise, the little beggar turned around groggily, a smile appearing on his round little face. With his eyes closed, he whispered in his sleep.

"Hey cripple, did you bring... anything good to eat?"

"no!"

Ren Shaoyang's face darkened, and he put down what he was holding.

There was a loud clanging sound.

The little beggar suddenly opened his eyes, glanced around, and said with a sly look, "Three hundred and twenty-four taels and five mace of silver. I'm rich! I'm rich!"

Ren Shaoyang was surprised and picked up the money bag to count it carefully.

Damn, not a single point off!
He went to Hongxiu's bedside and lifted her eyelids.

The large eyeballs appeared to be floating.

Ren Shaoyang opened his eyes and said in admiration, "In ancient times, people could distinguish silver by flowing water; now, people can count by sound. I'm convinced!"

"Ah."

Hongxiu, like a silkworm pupa, twisted and turned over, and soon snoring and soft sleep talking could be heard.

"Big meat buns, tofu, ha, and chestnut cake too, hehe, what did the cripple bring me this time?"

She dreams about food all the time. Oh no, this girl is hopeless.

Ren Shaoyang sat down, rubbing his brow, looking utterly helpless.

Just then, Ding'an walked in, covered in sweat, and handed him a jar and a small paper package: "Here, these are what you wanted."

Ren Shaoyang reached out and took it. He saw that the jar contained a pool of transparent liquid, colorless and odorless, while the paper packet contained a small amount of pale blue powder.

"Three cups of morning dew, three qian of salt," Ren Shaoyang laughed. "Haha, the main ingredients are all ready."

“You’re really strange,” Ding’an said with a smile. “You insist on collecting flower dew at dawn and then sun-drying the salt for seven days.”

Ren Shaoyang said, "Follow the prescription. We don't understand pharmacology, but it's always right to do it." As he spoke, he worked tirelessly, dissolving the salt in the dew and squeezing out the bile from the snake gall and stirring it until it turned a deep blue color.

After waiting a while, sprinkle in cassia seed powder to settle the impurities, and finally add wild chrysanthemum juice and stir quickly.

Ding'an watched his methodical movements and couldn't help but swallow hard.

Until a bitter smell, like mint with a floral fragrance, wafted over, and there was already a pool of icy blue liquid in the jar.

"It's done!" Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands and said happily, "Leave it overnight, and wash your eyes with the medicine at dawn tomorrow!"

Ding An asked, "Crippled man, is this thing really that miraculous?"

Ren Shaoyang said confidently, "Of course! The original text records: When one cultivates to the point where the Gallbladder Meridian of Foot Shaoyang opens the pupil, and then washes the eyes with 'Snake Gallbladder Eye Brightening Dew', one can see the wingbeats of flies ten steps away after three days!"

"Wow!" Ding'an exclaimed, slapping his belly as if applauding. "Awesome, awesome!"

"But," he thought of something, "if the little beggar were to cultivate to the 'Bright Eyes Style,' would the clothes she sews for us be any better?"

Ren Shaoyang and Ding An looked down at their crooked black robes with baggy sleeves.

When worn by the two of them, they looked like the "sweeping goddess" hanging under the eaves.

They looked at each other in silence, then turned away guiltily.
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"Crippled man, you...you're not trying to get me killed, are you?"

Before the sun had even risen, Hongxiu looked at Ren Shaoyang with a panicked expression. He was holding a porcelain bowl in his arms, from which bubbled and steamed, the icy blue liquid swirling and emitting a chilling aroma.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is for your eyes."

Ren Shaoyang placed the porcelain bowl on the table and grabbed Hongxiu, who was trying to slip away, saying, "Sit still, sit still, it'll be fine after you wipe it."

"Oh~!"

Hongxiu sat obediently, closed her eyes, and let him do as he pleased.

Ren Shaoyang looked at her and said, "Don't open your eyes. Don't let the medicine get into your eyes. There will be a stinging sensation at first. You need to close your eyes and rotate your eyeballs thirty-six times to allow the medicine to penetrate. Do you understand?"

Hongxiu smiled sweetly, a smile that lacked her usual mischievousness and instead radiated a glowing glow, like a spring flower in full bloom. She said sweetly, "Okay!"

Ren Shaoyang took a deep breath and carefully applied the "Snake Gallbladder Eye Dew" from the porcelain bowl to the little beggar's eyelids, eyelids, and corners of his eyes.

Hongxiu's facial muscles twitched slightly, and then the chair beneath her made a "clattering" sound.

Ren Shaoyang massaged three acupoints on her eyes—Yangbai, Jingming, and Chengqi—one by one. Seeing that she was enduring the pain, he said softly:

"Hongxiu, I brought some delicious food yesterday. I'll cook it for you later."

Hongxiu pursed her lips and whispered, "What's delicious?"

Seeing that the icy blue color around her eyes was fading, Ren Shaoyang used a boiled strip of cloth to tie around her eyes and said, "Ginseng, this will nourish you!"

Hongxiu had tears streaming down her face, but she said with a smile, "Then I have to give it a try."

Ren Shaoyang said, "Okay, Ding'an is cooking it. Now, use the 'Eye-Spinning Method' of the Eye-Brightening Style to rotate your eyeballs thirty-six times, and use the medicine to flush out the impurities."

After a while, once Hongxiu had rolled her eyes thirty-six times, a silly laugh was heard.

"Haha, the ginseng chicken soup is here!"

Ding'an, holding a scalding hot clay pot in one hand, grimaced from the burn, but still jogged in with a smile.

Ren Shaoyang took the bowl, ladled some out, let it cool a bit, and then handed it to the little beggar.

Hongxiu held the cup with both hands, sipping it slowly. After a while, she tilted her head back and said foolishly, "Delicious!"

Ren Shaoyang and Ding An were delighted and each filled their own bowls. They drank together and found it to be fragrant, rich, and delicious.

"Can I drink chicken soup for the next three days?" The little beggar tilted his head.

Ren Shaoyang looked at the cloth bag full of ginseng next to him and laughed, "You can drink it until your nose bleeds!"

"Really? Yeah!"

The little beggar clapped his hands excitedly, then suddenly said, "Crippled man, when my eyes are better, let's go to Jiangnan together!"

"Why the sudden urge to go to Jiangnan?"

Hongxiu poked her face in her hands: "Everyone says Jiangnan is beautiful, but we've never seen it."

"Hey! Great!" Ding'an slammed his hand on the table. "I just happen to be going to Jingzhou to visit my master and the others."

Ren Shaoyang thought for a moment and said, "Stillness breeds restlessness, that's fine! We'll travel and see as we go, and it will take about two months to get to Jingzhou, just in time for the Dragon Boat Festival. At that time, it will be a sea of ​​people and colorful flags, quite a sight to behold."

"Dragon Boat Festival!" The little beggar exclaimed excitedly. "I know, I know! You, Cripple, said that we eat zongzi and race dragon boats on the Dragon Boat Festival!"

Ding'an listened with longing and asked, "What do zongzi taste like?"

The little beggar didn't know either, and looked at Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang coughed and said, "There are preserved vegetable and pork, egg yolk, red bean paste, and white sugar."

"Yay!" Hongxiu jumped up, raising her hands high. "I want both the sweet and the savory ones!"

"Heh, heretic! Too much of anything can get boring." Ren Shaoyang chuckled and brushed her bangs aside. "You can remove the cloth in three days."

The young man slammed his fist on the table and stood up, his face beaming with pride.

"Let's drive our donkey cart down to the south of the Yangtze River!"

(End of this chapter)