Chapter 290 Different from ordinary people's broad thinking, how can a man say no
Qin Yang stretched out his right hand, his face full of sincerity.
Wang Qinian didn't take it seriously and slowly stretched out his right hand. However, at this time, an awkward smile appeared on Wang Qinian's face and he slowly retracted his hand.
There were blisters like malignant sores on the back of his right hand, and there were still some unhealed blisters and scars on his palm, which looked quite disgusting.
"I forgot that I was poisoned when I was collecting herbs some time ago, and the sores I developed will be infected by others..."
Qin Yang stared at Wang Qinian's right hand with an expression like a question mark from a black uncle.
Are you kidding me?
I didn't see these sores just now, why are they here now?
And it looks like some of the blisters have healed and some have not yet burst. It's really done.
"It doesn't matter, your left hand is fine too!" Qin Yang retracted his right hand and immediately extended his left hand.
"The left hand is also there. It was the left hand that was poisoned first." Wang Qinian stretched out his left hand, which seemed to be more serious...
Qin Yang took his hand back, it was impossible to shake hands.
Qin Yang secretly swore in his heart that this old guy, who looked like a mortal no matter how he looked, would dare to take off his wedding veil if there were no problems!
I wanted to use my strength and test it out, but I just thought that most of the people in the village were a little weird. They were either extremely powerful, or they could resist a slap from a Lingtai monk, but nothing happened.
Who knows what changes will result from directly falling out.
Nine times out of ten, you can't defeat these normal-looking farmers and fishermen.
"Brother Qin, go ahead and pick it. There are other medicinal materials besides here..."
Qin Yang nodded and walked to the Mingshen fruit tree. At least it seemed that the elixir itself was fine.
Take out the small wooden shovel and touch the Myojin fruit tree. The gathering skill will be activated.
With a thought, the skill was activated, and a ray of light enveloped a Mingshen fruit tree.
As the halo converged, the Mingshen fruits on the Mingshen fruit tree appeared in Qin Yang's hands.
Take out a wooden box, put these Mingshen fruits inside and put them away.
Qin Yang kept paying attention to Wang Qinian from the corner of his eye. He seemed to be a little surprised when he saw him using skills to collect, but he had no other reaction.
It doesn’t matter whether he has problems or not, as long as the elixir itself is fine.
After picking one, Qin Yang stopped.
"No more picking? We don't know how to use these fruits. It is said that they were planted a long time ago. People in the village cannot pick them. No outsiders have come to the village for many years. Please pick more.
, just plant some more."
"Isn't this bad?"
"It doesn't matter."
Qin Yang smiled shyly, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
As long as you can use your skills to pick and refine it, it proves that the fruit you pick belongs to you, and there is nothing to worry about.
After Qin Yang picked a third of it, he stopped with some embarrassment.
"That's all..."
"It doesn't matter. According to the elders, some of these fruits will wither in a hundred years. No one knows how long some of them will grow. If I don't pick them, they will fall into the soil sooner or later."
With a simple smile, Wang Qinian watched Qin Yang pick all the Mingshen fruits in a terraced field in one go. The smile on his face did not dissipate, but instead seemed to make him happier.
After picking, Wang Qinian threw over a cloth bag.
"Here are the seeds I collected during my normal days. Brother Qin, just plant these seeds."
Qin Yang took the bag, and there were seeds like peach stones inside. He covered it with his palm, but it showed that he could not pick it up.
"These seeds are considered for me, right?"
"Of course I gave it to my little brother, but after my little brother leaves, the newcomers can pick it when they come." Wang Qinian didn't take it seriously and nodded.
The moment Wang Qinian responded, the skill suddenly showed that it could be picked up.
After refining all the seeds, Qin Yang chose another fertile spiritual field on one side and planted the seeds.
When the planting is over, nothing happens, and the seeds are buried in the ground, waiting to sprout in the future.
"It's getting late. Brother Qin needs to rest in the village for the night before leaving."
"No, I'm in a hurry."
"Well, I won't force anyone to do anything."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Qinian left.
Qin Yang looked at Wang Qinian's back, and the suspicion in his heart slowly faded away.
Maybe I really think too much. Why can't this withered Taoist girl be a good person? Why can't she find an honest man to marry?
I am not the roundworm in her belly, so I know everything clearly.
Maybe she is really tired of everything outside...
After walking down the hillside, Qin Yang looked back at the small village where the smoke was curling up, and murmured in a low voice.
"It may also be that they have been eating spiritual plants for generations. Although they have no cultivation methods, their bodies have essentially broken away from the realm of mortals..."
Qin Yang walked down the terraces and walked in the direction of the river.
In the original terraced fields, two places on the soft black earth began to tremble slightly. Two delicate green shoots broke through the soil and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One of them turned into a sapling four to five inches tall and then stopped.
Another one branched out and swayed its young branches, growing to a foot high before stopping.
After walking for less than a stick of incense, I met two villagers walking out of the mountain carrying some fat hares.
"Where is Wang Er's daughter-in-law's maternal cousin going?"
"I still have something to do and I have to leave." Qin Yang replied casually.
"Why are you leaving now? Wang Er said yesterday that he didn't entertain me well and asked us to prepare some game. Isn't this because our village didn't entertain us well? It's a small village in the wild. Brother, please bear with us."
"No, no, it's quite nice here. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the neighborhood is peaceful. If I have nothing to do, I can recuperate here for a while, which will actually be quite good."
Qin Yang exchanged cheerful greetings.
This is the truth. Maybe he is used to cheating and deceiving outside, and has seen too many people and monsters, so he is quite uncomfortable with this small mountain village.
If you didn't know that there is such a thing as cultivation in this world from the beginning, maybe it would be good to just be a salty fish...
At the same time, another seed sprouted in the black soil he planted, breaking through the soil...
After marching along the river bank for three days, Qin Yang had a lot of thoughts, and there were always some random thoughts in his mind.
When waiting for the wedding dress to go away, you must find a bed with a transparent bedding that is exposed to the sun, make a wooden posture, and have a good sleep. Ever since the wedding dress appeared, I have forgotten that sleeping in bed is the right thing.
What does it feel like...
When I go to Dahuang in the future, when I see Zhang Zhengyi, I must stab him ten times. As for why, I haven’t thought of it yet...
Women like Dry Blood Dao Ji are good. They were born as girls. No matter what they did in the past, if they find an honest man to marry, they will quit the world...
The groom of the second Wang family will probably have a miserable life in the future. Being beaten three times a day is considered a sign of the withered Dao Ji's conscience.
The old village chief was unwilling to shake hands with him and was playing coquettish tricks. There was most likely something wrong with him.
That village is actually pretty good. There are endless spiritual plants to eat. Think about how I was back then. I was so poor that I didn’t even know whether the jade rice was sweet or salty. My dream is to be rich, just be willful and eat all the jade rice.
Throw a bowl away...
When you have time in the future, you can find a village like this and spend some time cultivating there...
As a time traveler who came from the era of information explosion, I love reading books and am knowledgeable. I want to read everything from recipes to pictures of witches to travel notes and encyclopedias of spiritual plants.
I always feel that knowledge is never too little and will always be useful.
There is a big difference in nature between thoughts and people in this world.
Like many monks, he is not too stubborn and loves to dig deep. He also looks at problems from multiple angles.
But similarly, he will not have the same pure thoughts as other monks.
My mind is too complicated and I have too many thoughts.
Even when I have nothing to do, I will still think about it, and even occasionally wonder, withered blood Dao Ji is an old driver, that simple groom officer, can he surrender withered blood Dao Ji?
After all, there are only exhausted cows and no damaged land...
On the other side, the old village chief squatted beside the ground planted by Qin Yang, looking at the seeds that had sprouted in just two or three days, and the smile on his face slowly faded.
"Kachacha..."
The last seed sprouted, and the old village chief looked at these wisdoms with different growth rates with a blank expression on his face, his face filled with disbelief.
"Is this little brother Qin a madman? If not, how can he come up with so many new ideas?"
The old village chief walked to another spiritual field, where a kind of elixir that could help flesh and blood was grown was planted. Only one plant in it was picked.
There was a new seed buried in a fist-sized bag next to it.
But so many days have passed, and the seed has not even sprouted.
"After so many days, the blind young man didn't even have a new idea. This one is more normal. His thoughts are as firm as iron and as pure as one." The old village chief's face was full of regret, but his smile bloomed again.
Then he looked at the whole spiritual field on the other side that had all sprouted, and silently comforted himself.
After all, there are exceptions, and meeting such an abnormal person is considered normal.
Walking down the mountain, Wang Qinian took another look at the messy spiritual field, but couldn't help but feel a little upset.
Some of the good Mingshen fruit trees grow close to the ground, with differentiated branches intertwined together, and some have grown to three feet high, with no branches at all, just one pillar reaching up to the sky...
With such a messy appearance, what kind of messy new thoughts does that little brother Qin have?
Don’t watch it anymore, I’m upset...
Wang Qinian went down the mountain in a rather gloomy mood and walked towards the village, when he heard a sound from behind.
"village head!"
Wang Qinian looked back and saw Qin Yang running from a distance with his wedding clothes on his back.
In an instant, the wrinkles on Wang Qinian's face were squeezed together.
"Brother Qin, why are you back again?"
"I have some questions in my mind. If I don't come back to take a look and ask for clarification, I feel so confused that I might as well come back."
"Brother Qin, let's go." Thinking of the ruined spiritual field, Wang Qinian's waist became a little stooped...
"Village Chief, you may not be happy with what I said, but I can't help it. Ever since I left that day, some thoughts have always appeared in my mind, and they have become more and more profound, making me unable to sleep or eat well. I can't help it.
When I came back, I almost went crazy..." Qin Yang sighed.
"Brother Qin, just ask whatever you want." Wang Qinian was refreshed. Among those random thoughts, was he really thinking about returning to the village?
"Didn't the village chief say that there are other medicinal fields? Just pick them at will? I'm not usually so greedy. This time there is always a way that if I don't pick the medicinal materials, I will become depressed and sick, and end up in despair. I feel that my
The feeling is always accurate, I am quite afraid of death, so... Village Chief, do what you said before still count?"
"Ah..." Wang Qinian's face was dull, and he was dumbfounded...
"Doesn't it count?"
"Calculate……"
"Just forget it. Village chief, you go ahead and I'll pick it first. When you're done, just give me the seeds and let me plant them again."
Wang Qinian stared blankly at Qin Yang, who was running towards the spiritual field. An emotion called regret, like poison, eroded all his thoughts.
I have never seen such a person in all these years!
Simply!
Qin Yang was like a storm, and he searched all the spiritual fields on the top of a mountain. After walking down again, Wang Qinian still stood there blankly.
"Village chief, where are the seeds?"
"Forget it, it's getting late, let's talk about it another day..." Wang Qinian replied feebly, feeling a little pain in his chest as he looked at the devastated spiritual field.
If you give him the seeds, I'm afraid everything planted here will be useless...
"I'm feeling a little unwell, so I'll go back and rest first..."
Wang Qinian said a word, turned around and left. After three or two steps, he started walking as fast as flying. He walked very fast. He didn't look like an old man who was feeling unwell...
“Village Chief, wait a minute, I have a question that I’m not happy with!”
Qin Yang chased after him and grabbed the village chief's arm, looking like he would choke to death if he didn't say anything.
"Village Chief, who are you?"
"I am just an old farmer." Wang Qinian blurted out, almost getting anxious.
After receiving the answer, Qin Yang was satisfied and let go of Wang Qinian, who quickly left.
Qin Yang looked at Wang Qinian's leaving figure and then looked at his hands.
If the skill doesn't respond, this guy is not dead.
In the past few days, some new ideas have occasionally appeared in my mind. If they were ordinary days, they would be forgotten in an instant.
But in the past few days, those thoughts seemed to have taken root and sprouted, lingering, becoming clearer and clearer, and questions kept hanging in my mind.
It almost drove him to death.
After recalling it, the biggest suspect in the past was the village chief and his ability to pick and plant elixirs.
The more questions there are, the more they linger and spread like the poison of thoughts.
Until new ideas and questions appeared again, but they did not take root again.
Qin Yang had no choice but to just go ahead and use the simplest and crudest way to solve the problem.
If you have any questions, just ask.
If you have an idea, do it.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, try again, pick some more, and plant some more. If this is really the case, then the new questions and thoughts that will arise later will become impossible to get rid of again.
Just solved a question, there are more to come...
Qin Yang strode towards the village. The sky began to get dark, and the people working outside the village also returned to the village.
At the entrance of the village, I happened to meet the honest husband of Dry Blood Dao Ji.
Qin Yang's eyes lit up, and the curiosity on his face almost exploded.
Pulling Xiao Wang Er aside, Qin Yang asked in a low voice.
"I ask you a question, and you answer it honestly."
"ah……"
"You and I are doing that tonight...well, what are you doing to my cousin? Can you control her?"
"What is that?"
"You're so stupid, just give birth to a son!"
"Ah..." The honest man was so excited that his face turned red and he hesitated and couldn't speak.
"Why are you so shy? I am also your cousin. I care about you. If you can't do it, I will give you a secret recipe. If it works, forget it! Hurry up and tell the truth!"
Little Wang Er hesitated, his face almost burning.
"no?"
Xiao Wang Er nodded with difficulty and whispered: "My mother-in-law beats me every day because of this..."
The anxiety on Qin Yang's face disappeared, and a fleeting thought he had that day became deeply ingrained. It was obviously a bad idea, but it turned into a curiosity that was about to explode.
At this moment, his curiosity was satisfied. Qin Yang took a deep breath and patted Xiao Wang Er on the shoulder with a hint of sympathy on his face.
"Cousin-in-law, how can a man say no? Even if he doesn't, he still says yes!"