"Brother Chen, who is this Mr. Sun?" Qi Baoshan covered his face and asked Chen Jinyuan in a low voice, feeling a little curious about this old man whom Chen Jinyuan called "Mr. Sun".
"What is Mr. Sun? It's Mr. Shen." Chen Jinyuan whispered.
"Shen Lao? Is there such a surname?" Qi Baoshan's eyes were full of doubts, and he couldn't figure out why Chen Jinyuan recognized him, but he, a native of Qibao Mountain, did not.
Chen Jinyuan sighed helplessly, "Do you still remember what I asked you that day in the woods?"
"Remember?" Qi Baoshan held his chin and thought for a moment, then a glint flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in horror, "Brother Chen, you mean, he is the Purple Yunlong King Ginseng?"
Chen Jinyuan shrugged. This kid also reacted too slowly. He only thought of it now.
"Senior, are you Ziyun Dragon King Ginseng?" Qi Baoshan had something strange on his face. He boldly stepped forward and pulled on Ginseng Weng's long beard. This was perhaps the first time in his life that he had seen what a monster looked like.
"What are you doing, kid? You still want to get slapped!" Shen Weng opened Qi Baoshan's hand impatiently, but his temper was a bit hot.
"Uh, haha!" Qi Baoshan laughed twice. Then he remembered how scary this old man was and quickly took two steps away.
Shen Weng looked up at Chen Jinyuan and sighed helplessly, as if there was a lot of resentment in his eyes.
"Weng Ginseng, that ginseng baby, I really never thought about harming it, I just picked a few of its roots when I was practicing..." Chen Jinyuan thought that the old man was still worried about the ginseng baby, so he said quickly.
"That's just a small matter." Shen Weng waved his hand and stopped Chen Jinyuan from talking, "Old man, I have been practicing for countless years and finally broke through the immortal realm. I was about to enter the heaven and become an immortal, but you got me here.
Come on, alas..."
"That...I don't want to either!" Chen Jinyuan smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that this would be the case. Looking at it now, the gift given to him by space should really be Ziyun Dragon King Ginseng.
It's a pity that this old ginseng has transformed and is already in the immortal realm. Even if I want to ask him for two roots, I'm afraid I won't be able to get them. Not only that, he also brought the ginseng baby in. No matter what he thinks, Chen Jinyuan can't get two roots from him.
I feel like I made a loss on this business today.
Shenweng didn't say anything, closed his eyes again, and shook the bamboo pole in his hand, looking at ease.
"Shen Lao, what are you fishing for?" Qi Baoshan looked curiously at the fishing rod in Shen Weng's hand. The line sank into the churning sea of clouds below, and the sea of clouds was not water. The old man could fish from it.
what?
"Shut up~"
The old man scolded Qi Baoshan, looked at the sea of clouds, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved up. He lifted up the bamboo pole in his hand, and immediately saw the long line pulling something out of the sea of clouds.
"Gah..." a mournful cry, mixed with the sound of flapping wings.
Chen Jinyuan took a closer look and saw that what was hooked on the fishhook turned out to be a wild goose. He couldn't help feeling aversion to the cold. This old man was probably the first person in ancient and modern times to use a fishing rod to catch wild geese.
Qi Baoshan also wiped the sweat from his forehead and secretly felt sorry for the unlucky goose. He could be caught like this. This goose was really unlucky.
"Haha, I'm in luck today!" The ginseng man caught the flapping wild goose in his hand and ignored Chen Jinyuan and the other two. He laughed and took the little ginseng baby to leave.
"Senior, do you also eat meat?" Chen Jinyuan stopped the ginseng man in surprise.
"Why, you can eat vegetarian food. Why don't you allow me to eat meat?" The ginseng man didn't even look back, and disappeared in a flash.
"Brother Chen, what should we do?" The two of them stood there blankly. Qi Baoshan licked his lips, then approached Chen Jinyuan and asked.
Chen Jinyuan smiled bitterly and said, "What else can we do? Just go back. This time we will lose a lot of money."
"Boy, old man, let me give you a message: have few desires and do nothing, be at ease physically and mentally, follow the conditions of gains and losses, and have no increase or decrease in your mind. If your mind is frivolous, you should calm down and look down. You must know that if the mind is pure, the land will be pure. Resting the mind means eliminating disasters!"
Just when Chen Jinyuan and the others were about to turn around and leave, they heard Shen Weng's old voice coming from the top of Qibao Mountain, causing the clouds and mist in the mountain to churn.
"Uh, Brother Chen, what did he say?" Qi Baoshan asked.
"Who knows, maybe it should stop me from plotting against that ginseng baby!" Chen Jinyuan frowned and shrugged, "Let's go down the mountain."
"Oh!" Qi Baoshan seemed to understand, "My mother should have cooked the game. We can have a big meal when we go back now."
After saying this, Qi Baoshan happily started looking for the way down the mountain with Chen Jinyuan, who was in great pain.
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There was nothing to say all night, and the next day he went up three poles.
The door opened, and Chen Jinyuan stretched out greatly. The sun shone on his face, which made him feel a little dazzling, but the warmth was very comfortable.
Lin Yilian was practicing swordplay in the courtyard. Next to her was this half-year-old child, who also held a small sword in his hand. He imitated Lin Yilian's moves and practiced accordingly.
"Hey, young master, are you up?" Seeing Chen Jinyuan's lazy look, Lin Yilian sheathed her sword and said angrily.
Chen Jinyuan curled his lips, stretched hard, and said lazily, "You know the young master is up, why don't you go get me some face wash?"
"Humph!" Lin Yilian stamped her feet vigorously, gave Chen Jinyuan a sharp look, turned around and left with the sword.
Chen Jinyuan felt extremely happy and waved to the child in the courtyard, "Hey, kid, what's your name?"
The child looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, but he was taller than the average twelve or thirteen-year-old child. His face was square and fair. When he heard Chen Jinyuan's inquiry, he turned around and gave Chen Jinyuan a big roll of his eyes.
, holding the sword in his chest, he said coolly: "I'm not a child, and I don't talk to men who bully girls!"
"Oh, it's quite cool!" Chen Jinyuan laughed dumbly. It was really funny for a little kid to pretend to speak like an adult. "I didn't bully her. She lost money in a bet and promised to do eight things for me.
A maid of fifteen years, this is what she should do, you know?"
The child glanced at Chen Jinyuan suspiciously and slowly walked towards Chen Jinyuan, "Really? Why don't I see it?"
"How about you ask her yourself later?" Chen Jinyuan said with a smile.
"How much money did Sister Lian lose to you? I'll help her pay it back!" The child patted his chest vigorously, looking very upright.
"Hey, little brat, if you help her pay it back, don't you miss your wife?" Chen Jinyuan teased with a smile.
"You..." When the child heard this, his face immediately turned red. Chen Jinyuan looked amused and became even more happy.
"I'm not a little kid!" Seeing Chen Jinyuan making fun of him, the child's face turned red and he immediately argued.
"But I asked you your name, and you didn't say it. If I didn't call you a kid, what would I call you?" Chen Jinyuan shrugged.
