Chapter 286 Ji Nanjue who is allergic to peach blossoms
Su Bei raised his head and looked at the sky. Perhaps because he got up too late, the sun had tilted slightly, reflecting the faces of several people.
After leaving the mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles, what you see is the lush green fields and endless tall trees. Although the trees are complex, they are not messy, leaving a complete official road for pedestrians to travel.
Both sides of the official road are covered with summer pansy, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the summer breeze brings warmth, gradually intoxicating.
In May, the summer pansy blooms in the morning and never sets.
The number of pedestrians gradually increased.
Li Zijun gently brushed away his bangs that had been blown away by the wind, and the tree and the sea of flowers appeared in front of his eyes. When he saw it, the trees were dotted with cherry blossom spots and light red, accompanied by the gentle breeze.
Send it, lower it slightly, and make the flowers smell fragrant.
There was a falling red rain.
"Ah sneeze..."
While Su Bei was intoxicated by the fairyland-like scenery in front of him, Ji Nanjue, who was holding her little hand tightly beside her, trembled suddenly.
"Ah sneeze."
Ji Nanjue stretched out her bare hands, covered her mouth and nose with her clothes, and frowned:
"What a heavy pollen."
Su Bei raised his eyebrows, hesitated slightly, and said:
"Ji Bao'er, are you allergic to pollen?"
It’s really strange to cultivate immortality. You can’t resist laxatives, you can’t resist love potions, and now looking at it, you can’t even resist allergies!?
Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei, who was smiling but not smiling, stretched out two fingers and pinched the soft flesh around his waist, her eyebrows raised:
"I'm not allergic to pollen, I'm allergic to peach blossoms..."
"Ah sneeze."
Li Zijun blinked his eyes and looked around curiously. Sure enough, among the trees, he saw a few peach trees that were still blooming pink. He tilted his head and said softly:
"This place is really strange. It's this time of year. Where do the peach blossoms come from?"
Su Bei waved his big hand and unsheathed his sword, knocking the peach blossoms blooming on the peach trees not far away to the ground.
In an instant, there was a rain of pink petals between heaven and earth.
"Damn peach blossom."
"Are Ji Bao'er happy? My husband helped you vent your anger..."
After saying that, he looked at her like a coaxing child, causing Ji Nanjue to roll her eyes at him.
Unexpectedly, just after Su Bei's action, several passers-by shouted loudly from behind:
"Who are you?"
"You are not allowed to be disrespectful to Peach Blossom!"
There was some surprise in Su Bei's eyes. He turned around and looked back.
After thinking about it, he bowed to them and said with a kind smile:
"I'm in Lower Jiangsu Province. I came here with my wife, children and disciples to travel. I don't know the rules here. I'm sorry."
"..."
The fluttering white shirt is set against a patch of peach red, and her figure is like jade. Under the flying flowers, she looks like a banished immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
A few pansy petals fell on Su Bei's white hair.
When the young lady who scolded her saw the scene in front of her, her mind was filled with Su Bei's smile as warm as the spring breeze. She was stunned for a moment, her heart skipped a beat, and then a blush crept up her neck, and she hesitated.
After a while, he shyly said:
"It turns out that some of you are visiting from out of town. I'm sorry."
"..."
Su Bei felt happy. He did not expect that his appearance was still a pass. He allowed Ji Nanjue beside him to pinch his back hard and continued to laugh:
"Can you trouble this girl to explain to Su the reason why this peach blossom has not fallen?"
"..."
As he spoke, he looked towards the cart behind the woman.
There seemed to be a frail old man lying on it, with a pale face. There were two men beside him taking care of him seriously.
Suddenly, Su Bei seemed to notice something, and then carefully felt the old man's physical condition.
Then his eyes met Ji Nanjue's. Ji Nanjue narrowed her eyes, nodded towards Su Bei, and whispered in his ear:
"It's evil spirit."
The woman did not notice the little movements of Su Bei and the others, but said to herself:
"Through our Taocheng, forty miles away from Taocheng, there is a piece of Taohuawu. It is said that the Peach Blossom Fairy lives in it."
"It is said that if people in Taocheng have any symptoms, they only need to go to Taohuawu to ask for a bowl of Peach Blossom Spring and drink it. After a few days, their health will gradually improve..."
"Well, I heard from the older generation that the peach blossom scene has been going on in Taocheng for hundreds of years, and you can even see it in winter."
"..."
Su Bei's eyes changed slightly, then he looked at the woman and asked:
"Miss, who is your friend lying on the cart? What's going on?"
The woman turned around, took out a towel and gently wiped the old man's head, turned around and sighed:
"It's my grandpa. A few days ago, many people in our village seemed to be infected with cholera in one day."
"..."
Su Bei hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward and said:
"Can you let me take a look? Before traveling, I studied medical skills with my master for several years. Maybe there are some ways..."
A hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and she quickly said:
"Then thank you sir, Ah Sheng, Amao, please give in and let this great gentleman show it to grandpa."
"..."
Perhaps it was due to Su Bei's temperament, but the woman did not hesitate at all when he spoke. Even the two strong men quickly got out of the car and looked at Su Bei expectantly.
Su Bei stepped forward, stretched out his fingers and gently placed his fingers on the old man's pulse. Sure enough, he felt a slight evil spirit dormant in it.
Although it was only a little bit, it was definitely not something a mortal could bear. Thinking of this, Su Bei tentatively tried to absorb that evil spirit into his body.
Unexpectedly, the evil spirit flowed into Su Bei's body obediently.
Just when Su Bei was feeling his pulse, the woman lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Su Bei, but she always raised her head secretly to take a glance and sighed:
"The doctors in the village have no choice. Now we have to go to Taohuawu behind Taocheng, hoping to ask for a bowl of Peach Blossom Spring."
"Some people in the next village also got cholera a few days ago. The symptoms were exactly the same as grandpa's. They went to Taohuawu and drank that bowl of Peach Blossom Spring and their bodies got better..."
Su Bei symbolically took out a silver needle and stuck it on an acupuncture point of the old man. He saw that the old man's complexion gradually turned from pale to rosy, and even his coughing sound became much quieter.
When the two men beside him saw this, they quickly said in surprise:
"Sister, look, grandpa is really much better..."
Hearing the words, the woman stepped forward in three steps and two steps at a time. Looking at the scene in front of her, she was surprised and happy. Her eyes looking at Su Bei were filled with gratitude:
"Aman'er thanked this gentleman!"
After thinking about it, he started to feel in his pocket and found out about two taels of broken silver. He seemed to think it was not enough, so he gritted his teeth and took off the hairpin from his head, and handed it to Su Beide:
"Aman'er doesn't have anything to thank you sir. I only have these to express my sincere gratitude. I hope your sir will not refuse..."
Su Bei waved his hand, shook his head and said with a smile:
"This old gentleman's health is only temporarily better. If you want a radical cure, Su still recommends a trip to Taohuawu."
"But thinking about it, now his body must be able to support this one hundred miles journey..."
After a pause, Su Bei finally expressed the doubt in his heart:
"Well, girl, you said that if the person next door got this cholera, he would be completely cured after just drinking a bowl of Peach Blossom Spring?"
"Is this true?"
The woman glanced at her two brothers, then nodded repeatedly and said:
"Of course it's true, everyone in our village knows it..."
Su Bei nodded, and then smiled at the three of them:
"Then I wish you a safe journey, girl."
Turning around, he gently raised his hand, and the pink petals that fell on the ground hung on the branches again like rainwater flowing backwards.
Su Bei took a step back, pulled Ji Nanjue and Li Zijun, and retreated into the rain of upside-down peach blossoms.
The woman stared blankly at everything in front of her. At dusk, mottled lights began to appear in the forest, slowly appearing on the disappearing figure in white...
As we walked along, the trees were filled with peach blossoms in brilliant red.
The woman rubbed her eyes repeatedly to confirm that the scene in front of her was real, and stood motionless for a while.
After a while, when I looked back, I saw the two brothers with their mouths wide open just like myself:
"Sister, the powerful monk who led our village to practice doesn't have such means."
"Have we seen the immortal master?"
"Maybe he's a great monk..."
...
Outside a city.
Three figures slowly emerged, and then there were violent coughs:
"A sneeze, a sneeze, a sneeze..."
"Su Bei, I'm not done with you. You know that I'm not comfortable with Tao Hua, but you still act like this?"
"Ah Zhi, do you want to die?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue's face turned red, she pinched Qiong's nose tightly with one hand, and glared at Su Bei.
Su Bei coughed lightly, feeling a little guilty. He was so proud that he forgot such an important thing.
With a smile on her face, she walked to Ji Nanjue's side, put her little hand to her mouth and breathed:
"Ji Bao'er, I made a mistake as my husband..."
Ji Nanjue took his hand out:
"Shut up."
Su Bei: "..."
Li Zijun bit his tongue quietly, shrank his head, then thought about it and said:
"Master, according to that sister, drinking from Peach Blossom Spring can cure cholera. Does that mean that the mysterious monk living in Taohuawu has a way to cure evil spirits?"
Su Bei put down Ji Nanjue's little hand, narrowed his eyes, and speculated:
"That's not necessarily true. I can also take away the weak evil spirit in the old man's body. I'm not sure whether that person has any means or is he just like me, forcing the evil spirit out..."
Then a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Ji Nanjue and Li Zijun and said:
"You two stretch out your arms, I want to try."
Amidst the doubts of the two of them, Su Bei held one person's pulse with one hand, and just like he did to the old man just now, he silently circulated the evil energy in his body, trying to integrate the evil energy in the two people's bodies into himself.
Unexpectedly, when the evil energy in the two people's bodies was about to enter their own bodies, it seemed that there was suddenly an inexplicable barrier.
If I have to describe it, the three kinds of evil spirits are not compatible...
Su Bei gently put down their arms and smacked his lips:
"It's exactly what I thought."
Then he raised his head and looked at the city not far away, smiled and said:
"Let's stay in this peach city tonight..."
The three of them approached the city gate, followed the flow of people, passed the gate and walked through the city gate opening, and arrived at Peach City.
Not long after the three people from Su Bei entered the city, two dusty figures outside the city gate walked leisurely towards the city gate, rolling up the loess.
If you look closely, you will see a group of thin dogs, one old, one young, and one young. They are all dressed in rags and have disheveled hair. The native dog is a bit like a dog, and his eyes are a little arrogant and a little resentful.
Looking at the old and young people.
"The old flower and the little beggar dog, have a lot of freedom in life, no wine, no meat, no beauty, no taste at all..."
The little beggar riding on the old beggar's head shouted in unison, and slapped the old beggar on the head with his dirty little hands.
"You little brat, you're just trying to fool around and you're not serious. Have you ever eaten meat or drank alcohol?"
The old beggar raised his head and rolled his eyes at the little beggar, saying disdainfully.
"Hey, Laohua, tell the truth, are you my father? Am I the child of you and the stolen girl?"
The little beggar smiled and pulled the old beggar's hair and asked.
"Buttball, if I had a bastard son like you, our family would be in trouble for eight, no, sixteen lifetimes..."
The old beggar argued with him impatiently.
"My Laohua family thinks that there were countless strong people in the family back then. I think that I, Laohua, am also a Qilin son that everyone respects."
The little beggar riding on the old beggar pretended to be old-fashioned, tilted his head and said.
"Old lady, you've said this a thousand times, and I'm so close to believing it."
As he spoke, the little beggar stretched out his arms as far as he could and tried to touch his face.
"You are so immodest, I won't argue with you, old lady."
The old man and the young man kept talking, raising a cloud of loess and swaying around in a carefree manner. The poor dog behind them was eating dust, and their eyes became more and more disdainful and resentful.
At this time, Su Bei and the others had already checked into an inn. Under Ji Nanjue's somewhat uneasy gaze, Su Bei booked two rooms with a smirk.
One standard room and one double bed room.
After settling in, Ji Nanjue, who was full of expectations but also resentful, and Li Zijun, whose face was flushed, came to the lobby downstairs for dinner.
At this moment, two figures suddenly caught Su Bei's attention.
He patted Ji Nanjue gently, but found that Ji Nanjue looked in the same direction.
"Laohua, I think my skills are just a little bit different from those of the gods."
The little beggar who just walked into the inn said to the old lady very solemnly.
"Have you realized the great way and want to ascend in one step?"
The old woman curled her lips, looking disdainful.
"No, no, I am still one step away from being a heavenly being, but my skills today have reached the level of being a heavenly being."
The little beggar was stroking his empty beard, pretending to be mature.
The old beggar slapped the little beggar on the head:
"shut your mouth!"
The little beggar rubbed his head and looked aggrieved: