Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

"Are you dazzled?" The old woman smiled and tucked Su Haitang into bed.

"Don't reflect the light in front of it. If you are making a fuss, go to bed quickly and go to the mountain to collect some herbs tomorrow. Help me kill the pheasants before going out and make soup to replenish this girl's health."

The two of them supported each other and slowly walked out of the house with oil lamps. The curtains were lowered, leaving only a room with faint starlight.

Su Haitang's eyes moved again under his eyelids, and he fell into coma again. His mind kept chanting as if consciously: The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is very famous...

Thousands of miles away on Yuncang Mountain, on the top of Qiyue Peak shrouded in white mist, a tall figure floated out of the cave and walked on the moon.

When he finally understood the cause and effect of a period a hundred years ago, he was able to put an end to his worries.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I am so hungry and thirsty on my way here. Can you please ask for a bowl of water?"

The old hunter who was catching chickens in the chicken coop looked up and saw a figure with an immortal air, and he hurriedly called out to his wife.

"Old lady, a distinguished guest is here, please bring me a bowl of hot water!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the Taoist's snow-white whisk and spotless blue Taoist robe, smiled innocently, rubbed his hands and explained with a slightly reserved expression.

"I have a sick person at home. I don't mean to offend you by killing a chicken to replenish my health."

The Taoist smiled slightly and looked calm.

"No problem, old man, please do as you please."

The old woman brought a bowl of water and respectfully asked the Taoist to drink it, making her request carefully.

"I wonder where the Immortal Village is? Why are you here? If it's convenient, can you diagnose the Foolish couple? I don't dare to miss out on the offerings."

The Taoist was slightly surprised and smiled.

"Meeting each other means we are destined to meet each other, and we should. I came here to visit an old friend. I looked at the faces of the two of them. They are in good health, but they are not related to children. I don't know who the patient is..."

"Taoist Priest has a good eye!" The old hunter had been listening attentively. When he saw that he revealed the truth about the two having no children, he was immediately excited and admired him even more, and invited him into the house.

"I dare not hide it from the immortal. This sick girl was saved by me and the old lady in the mountains yesterday."

"I don't know which family's lady is in trouble. She passed out alone in this deserted mountain. You have great medical skills. Can you show me again?"

The Taoist agreed with a smile and followed the two kind-hearted old people into the back room. He smelled the familiar smell of medicine and looked at them with a smile.

"The two of them are very warm-hearted and admirable."

Seeing his kind attitude, the old hunter also felt close to him.

"Hey, what does this mean? Who is in trouble? Just help if you can, it's a good deed."

The Taoist nodded.

"A family that accumulates virtue and does good deeds will be rewarded with blessings."

The old Orion rubbed his hands happily.

"Thank you for your good words!"

The Taoist entered the west room, stretched out his fingers to press Su Haitang's wrist, and raised his eyebrows.

"How about it?"

The old woman asked with concern, covering Su Haitang's face by pressing the corner of the quilt.

It is not easy for an unmarried girl to see her husband, as honor and integrity are important.

"It's okay. Pindao's prescription is still symptomatic. Why don't you always remember it? It has been passed down to four generations, right?"

"You, you..." When the old Orion heard that this was wrong, his eyes widened in surprise and he stuttered.

The Taoist put down Su Haitang's arm, smiled slightly, and announced his home.

"Principal Taoist Qinghe once had a relationship with his ancestor, and he left behind a prescription for clearing away heat and detoxifying, and a jade pei for communication."

Qinghe took out a white jade pendant and handed it to the old man.

The old hunter rubbed his eyes and looked at the familiar jade. Then he went back to the house and took out his own jade. Comparing the two, they were exactly the same!

"It turns out that the immortal has arrived!"