Reborn Genius Doctor Yin

Chapter 191: I miss my loved ones every festive season (1)
San Cong's face fell miserably, his heart was so desolate!
"Come back again?" Feng Liuxing raised his eyes and spoke with a smile.

"Yes!" In the respectful echo, two people appeared at the tip of the bamboo forest.

The same bamboo green clothes, black hair tied high, red leather belt around the waist, also very young, looks at most twenty years old, breath is more calm than the three obediences and four virtues, and the breath is also gentle.

It was Feng Yi and Feng Er, one of the ten Feng guards of the Feng family, who was later given the alias Yi Lai Er Qu, and San Cong Si Deben ranked third and fourth.

Going back and forth a few steps closer, knelt down and replied: "Feng Yifeng returned to the island, fortunately, my subordinates did not disgrace their fate."

"Both sides didn't notice?" Feng Liuxing's eyes flickered, and his tone was stern.

"Return to the young master, this subordinate is very careful, avoiding all eyesight, and arrived there safely." As the boss, he reported on his behalf.

"Well, if that's the case, he will have nothing to worry about." Feng Liuxing nodded: "It's been hard work, go back and rest for a few months."

"Young master, in fact, that place is also very dangerous. The Yangyue family has been investigating very closely, and the Lin family in this area is not very safe." There was a moment of silence, and Er Qu returned with some anxiety.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place." Who would have thought that he would play tricks under the nose of the Erjia?Feng Liuxing smiled, with a deep meaning.

Think about it, don't worry if you come and go, anyway, the young master's decision is always right, the phoenix guards just follow the order, and guarantee that there will be no mistakes.

"Young master, the language mirror is overwhelmed and can no longer be used." Seeing the back and forth who finally completed the task, Si De had to bite the bullet and report.

"When did it happen?" Feng Liuxing paused inwardly, his brows tensed into Sichuan characters.

"Yesterday, after the interrogation over there yesterday, the language mirror was cut off near the end of the call due to excessive use. There was a crack on the edge of the mirror." Side's scalp exploded.

He really didn't want to talk about it, especially when the young master was in a good mood, but unfortunately, he had to say it, if asked later, the consequences would be even more serious.

"What's the new news? What did he do that made the gods angry?" Turning around, Feng Liuxing's eyelashes twitched.

"The little fire-breathing beast was injured, and the young master turned it into a pet in a rage, so that the little Tianma kicked and killed Bai's daughter's ferret, and even jumped to death a leopard." Side minimized the matter as much as possible. It doesn't matter, the result is the most important.

Uh, another opponent.

Young master, can't you take it easy?

One to two to three twitches from the corner of the mouth, secretly wiping sweat.

"If you kick it, you will kick it. The Bai family can't do anything to him." With a smile on his lips, Feng Liuxing continued to eat breakfast with incomparable elegance: "Well, send the language mirror to maintenance, and tell the elders that the young master doesn't ask for anything else. At least it is required to be repaired to the extent that it can be used twice a year."

After thinking about it, he continued with the previous sentence: "Also, although their family has a rich heritage, it probably won't be possible to repair the language mirror in Shenxiang. Prepare the materials and bring them to them in the past tense."

Si De quickly agreed, handed the plate to the third follower, and hurriedly moved the mirror to the inner courtyard.

Very good!
I think he won't be able to enjoy it in the next few months, and now he finally has someone to accompany him. Looking at Si De's back, San Cong can even imagine the "excited" appearance of the elders of the Treasure Academy blowing their beards and staring when they accepted the order .

Ever since, the previous depression was swept away, and I felt better.

ahhhhhhhhh...

After another sneeze, Shui Xiao rubbed his nose, raised his head and looked up at the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows were tight, and his wrinkles were deep enough to kill a few flies.

Depressed, Shui Xiao is very depressed. I don’t know how many times I have sneezed this early in the morning. There is an old nursery rhyme that says "Sneezing is a sign that someone is thinking about you." So, who is missing yourself?

It is also the ninth day of the Double Ninth Festival, and I miss my relatives a lot during the festive season.

Now she is in this different world, and what separates her from her hometown is not thousands of rivers and mountains, heaven and earth, but an insurmountable time and space road. Even if her relatives miss her at the other end of the distance, the longing cannot penetrate the barrier of time and space, right? .

If it's not her family, then it can only be Shui Shijiu's family, but who is that person who misses Shui Shijiu so much?So that it made her sneeze again and again?
Silently looking up at the sky, Shui Xiao felt a little lost.

It was already mid-sunrise, and the sun was high in the sky.

The rays of the sun stretched her shadow a little longer, and behind her, there was already a large area of ​​medicinal materials that had been dug by hoes. Looking around, every medicinal material had traces of being harvested , the flipped leaves have not had time to naturally return to the growth posture of the face and the back.

Looking at the large traces, at least it can be concluded that this is by no means a workload that one person can complete in one morning.

On the road outside the medicinal herb garden, the little green horse is lying lazily basking in the sun, its posture is peaceful, and occasionally flapping its ears; Tinker Bell is lying on his back, shaking its big fluffy tail from time to time, looking very cute. boring.

After a long silence, Shui Xiao lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly. Nursery rhymes are always nursery rhymes. Maybe he caught a cold. He picked up a small copper pick and dug wildly at the medicinal herbs on the ground.

There is no such thing as the Mid-Autumn Festival in God's Landing, but it attaches great importance to the Double Ninth Festival, and even regards this day as important as the Spring Festival. If there is no accident, people will have a reunion dinner on this day to celebrate.

The festive festival in people's hearts in Chongyang is also the best day of digging medicine in a year.

The properties of medicinal materials are different, and the time for digging them is also stipulated. However, on the day of Chongyang, any medicinal material can be picked, regardless of season or variety, and there is no need to avoid time. As long as you can find it, you can pick it up and save it for later use. .

This, for alchemist doctors and people who collect herbs for a living, is no different from a very big festival day, so every Chongyang Festival, alchemist doctors and herb collectors will disappear.

Shui Xiao also "disappeared", and since Chongyangzi was at the exact moment, he "disappeared" from Sanjueyuan, appeared in the medicinal herb garden outside the hospital, and has been busy since the early morning until now and has not been willing to rest.

However, the only thing that depressed her was that she started sneezing after dawn, and she didn't know how many sneezing until the sun was high. This also made her very unhappy.

However, no matter how upset she was, her nose would still itch from time to time, and the sneezes would still come one after another, almost shaking the ground without sneezing.

Helplessly, Shui Xiao didn't care about it so much, just continued to sweat like rain, and when the sun was about to set, she had almost patronized the medicinal materials on the south side of the San Jue Yuan.

When Long Jingyun found it, he looked at the messy traces in the garden, and the back of the person who was struggling in the Rhodiola garden, wiped off his sweat, and was a little dumbfounded.

"Another post?" Shui Xiao put away the dug-up plant, stood up slowly, and asked nonchalantly.

(End of this chapter)