The farm life of a master of metaphysics

Chapter 68
"With this Polygonum multiflorum, I think my white hair can turn back to black hair, so I can look younger!" The old drunkard said jokingly.

"Then why don't you go get some plant hair dye, it will soon turn your white hair into black!" Song Ying said casually after hearing what the drunkard old man said.

As soon as these words were said, Song Ying was stunned for a moment.

correct!If she really wanted to know what happened to her mother back then, she could just wear a white wig and pretend to be a ghost at night.At that time, I will naturally ask about what happened back then!

Pretending to be a ghost or something, for a master of metaphysics like her, that's something she's good at!
Thinking of this, Song Ying became amused.

"Sure enough, people, you can't stay where you are and think about problems, you have to come out and walk! Once you come out and take a walk, this idea will come out by itself!"

"What are you giggling about, and what are you talking about?" Qin Jie stretched out his hand at this moment, wanting to touch Song Ying's forehead.

Song Ying came back to her senses and quickly avoided the hand.

"What are you doing? I'm not sick! I just thought of how to find out the truth back then!"

"How to check? Let's hear it?" Qin Jie asked.

The old drunkard listened and went to dig Polygonum multiflorum.

Song Ying looked at Qin Jie and laughed.

"Pretend to be a ghost and scare them! My mother's death must have something to do with the old Song's family, so I just need to pretend to be my mother and scare them."

"But not everyone in Old Song's family will be scared! You have to know, there are several people living in Old Song's house!" Qin Jie reminded after thinking for a while.

"Don't worry about that! Shanren has his own tricks!" Song Ying said proudly.

"Maybe, I can help a little!" At this moment, the drunkard old man who had already dug up Polygonum multiflorum, turned around and said with a medicinal herb in his hand.

Both Song Ying and Qin Jie looked over, and looked at the drunkard old man in puzzlement.

"I found a plant of grass here just now. This plant has hallucinogenic effects. On the day you pretend to be a ghost, let the other party suck some into it, and you will be able to produce hallucinations!" The drunkard old man looked at the two of them and explained. .

"There are such good things!" Song Ying and Qin Jie surrounded them.

"That's right! It seems that we really chose the right direction today! Walk around, keep walking, maybe we can meet some good things!" The drunkard old man said: "By the way, girl Ying'er, Don't you want medicinal seedlings? There are several Polygonum multiflorum seedlings here, do you want to dig one and go?"

"Yes!" Song Ying was reminded by the drunkard old man, and then remembered the purpose of coming to the mountain today, and quickly took out her small hoe, carefully dug out a Polygonum multiflorum seedling, and then wrapped it in leaves, Put it in the back basket.

After doing all this, the three of them continued on their way.

Stop and go along the way, but also harvested a lot of things.

The old drunkard's mouth was always grinning. He didn't expect to find all the medicinal herbs that he couldn't find in normal times.

However, after all, Song Ying was recovering from a serious illness. After walking for about an hour, her physical strength was exhausted, so the three of them found a mountain stream and stopped to rest.

It's almost time for dinner now, Qin Jie looked around, and said to Song Ying: "I'll go around and see if I can find something to eat, you can pick up some dry firewood nearby, and make a living I'll be right back soon!"

"Well, then pay more attention to yourself!" Song Ying responded, and then watched Qin Jie leave.

After Qin Jie left, Song Ying looked around.

"Grandpa Alcoholic, just take a rest here, I'll go pick up firewood, if you have something to do, call me!"

"Wait!" The drunkard old man remembered something, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket.

"You keep this pill in your mouth! This will drive away some of the miasma in the mountains."

Hearing this, Song Ying suddenly thought of something.

"Then what about Qin Jie? Why didn't you remind him just now?"

Seeing Song Ying's worried expression, the drunkard old man couldn't help laughing.

"You girl, quickly put the pill in your mouth! You are the boy Qin, are you? According to the internal strength of boy Qin, he doesn't need this thing at all!"

When Song Ying heard what the old drunkard said, she immediately felt embarrassed, quickly took a porcelain bottle, poured a pill into her mouth, and went to collect firewood.

The old drunkard didn't really sit and rest where he was, but went to the mountain stream to wash his face and see if there were any fish to catch along the way.

In the end, several crabs were caught, but none of the fish was seen.

Probably because few people came here, Song Ying quickly picked up a lot of firewood and came back.

"Grandpa Drunkard, I saw some fresh feces nearby. It seems that there are a lot of animals in this mountain!" Song Ying said as she brought back the last bundle of firewood.

Hearing Song Ying's words, the drunkard old man just turned his head to look at it, but his pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.

"Squat down!"

It was too late to say, but soon, Song Ying squatted down subconsciously, and a long dark brown shadow rushed past her head.

At this time, Song Ying discovered that the one who attacked her just now was actually a cobra.

Song Ying was a little frightened. Just when she was about to stand up and run, she found that her legs were weak and she had no strength at all.

Seeing that the cobra was about to launch a second attack, a long sword flew over and hit the cobra three inches in the head, and then nailed him to the trunk of a big tree, letting it do whatever it wanted. He resisted, but couldn't break free.

"Are you okay!" At this moment, Song Ying was hugged into a warm embrace, the familiar atmosphere gave her a sense of security, and then she burst into tears with a "wow".

"Qin Jie, I was almost bitten by a snake just now! I didn't do anything to it, why did it bite me?" Song Ying mumbled while crying.

Seeing that Song Ying could cry and speak aloud, Qin Jie knew that she was not too frightened.

At this moment, like comforting a child, he hugged Song Ying's head and comforted him softly.

"Okay! It's all right! Don't worry! I'm here!"

The drunkard old man looked at the scene in front of him, smiled, and didn't come to disturb him, but continued to squat by the river and play with moving stones.

The old man is old, he still needs to have a little discernment, don't be an annoying person, let's quietly be an invisible person here!
After Song Ying's emotions passed, she gradually stopped crying, and then felt a little embarrassed.

"That, thank you! I'm fine!"

(End of this chapter)