Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 214 Silver Marks at the Bottom of the Lake
At a certain moment, the old beggar seemed to be very surprised and said to Huang Bai:
"I see that you, a junior, seem to have suffered from tuberculosis for many years, and you seem to be dying soon."

"However, your knowledge is improving day by day, and you can be regarded as a seed of reading."

"If you're lucky, if you meet some great Confucian from the imperial court and come down to investigate, maybe you can really come here."

Hearing the old beggar's words, Huang Bai couldn't help showing a wry smile, and then said helplessly:
"Old man, what you said is a bit too advanced. There is no profound knowledge, but it is just the accumulation of pain~"

"Look at me now, how can I have any qualifications to meet such noble people."

"What's more, even if someone really appreciates it, I don't think I can last long with this look. The most I can do is live two years longer."

When he said this, he sighed involuntarily:

"Ugh……"

"After studying hard for many years, I wanted to do a great job to serve the country, but I didn't expect to suffer from this serious illness."

"My life is suffering, and the only person I'm sorry for is my mother who worked so hard to bring me up and tried her best to save my life."

"I am really ashamed of my mother's teachings over the years."

Before the two could continue talking, they heard the sound of iron pans colliding with each other suddenly from the kitchen.

Ping pong ping pong...

Kung fu in a short while.

Mrs. Huang was holding a big bowl with a corner missing, and put it on the table.

Look carefully at the things on the table.

That broken ceramic bowl was about the size of a human head, and inside it were three pieces of black pancakes that were pitch black.

The other bowl is filled with soup.

It's just not any other good things, it looks like clear water, but there are a few grass leaves boiled in it.

After taking out three bowls, Mrs. Huang picked up the first bowl and started serving soup to the old beggar:
"Old man, you haven't eaten for a long time, it's best to drink some of this soup first."

"This hemp pancake is best served with soup, otherwise it will be hard to swallow."

After she finished speaking, she poured the first bowl of thick soup, which looked relatively dark, to the old beggar.

Followed by.

The second bowl and the third bowl.

By the time the third bowl was served, the pot had already turned into clear soup, and there was not even a vegetable leaf left.

Moreover, even so, Huang's did not waste a single bit of soup.

until the entire pot is scraped clean.

I took a bite of the pancake.

The old beggar only felt full of numbness, as if eating wheat bran in his mouth, it was dry and dry.

I can't breathe all over my mouth.

After chewing and swallowing a few mouthfuls slowly, the sweet, bitter, spicy and salty moment, can be said to have completely experienced the tastes of the world.

It can be said that inside this noodle pancake, let alone noodles, even the pancake is made of that unknown grass seed paste.

"Yeah, delicious, delicious."

Huang Bai was very familiar with crushing the pancakes, and then put them in the bowl for a while, then a bowl of thick rice porridge appeared.

A meal comes down quickly.

After all, apart from a bowl of light soup and a pancake, they had nothing to eat.

After eating, the old beggar patted his stomach, and then said very carefreely:
"It's so comfortable to eat~"

Hearing his words, Huang's smile blossomed:

"Old man, it's good that you eat well."

It is normal for poor families to at least have something to eat, but their family is really poor enough.

however.

Just put down the bowl, it seems that there is no nourishment from the soup just now.

Huang Bai coughed again:

"Cough cough cough..."

This time it was more serious.

The waist of the whole person has been bent more than ninety degrees, and just by looking at his facial expression, one can tell that this must be very painful.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Huang quickly took out a teapot from the side:
"Drink some water quickly."

"Drink some water to moisten your throat."

The teapot poured out water, and then poured it into the teacup.

But it wasn't cold water, but something dusty, like a potion.

at last.

After holding on to Huang Bai, who took a few sips, he slowly recovered at this time.

The first thing I saw when he came over was to open his mouth and say to Wei Yi:

"Surprised the old man."

"My old illness, if it weren't for the prescription that my mother asked me, I'm afraid I would have died long ago."

"However, as the number of attacks increases, the effect of the prescription for clearing the lungs and relieving cough gradually decreases, and I'm afraid it is about to fail."

All prescriptions are drug-resistant.

What's more, if he drinks medicine once he can't do it, it's easy to develop drug resistance.

The whole person has completely grown into a medicine jar.

Hearing what Huang Bai said, the old beggar suddenly showed a smile, and then asked him:

"Do you want to be cured?"

Hearing this, let alone Huang Bai, even Huang Shi who was standing next to him couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

But it is only a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Huang's newly sparkling eyes slowly dimmed, and she only saw her smile and said with some reluctance:
"Sir, stop joking."

"Over the years, we have tried all kinds of folk remedies."

"Now it seems that we, the two of us, may not have the chance to enjoy happiness, so don't you ever comfort us."

If this disease can really be cured, it will not be reduced to a beggar.

Although it is said that an old family is like a treasure.

But an old beggar who is about to starve to death, if they don't give him food, he might really starve to death on the street.

It's really hard to believe!

Seeing these two hopeless, seemingly determined to die in front of him, the old beggar really laughed.

I just saw him suddenly slapped his hands, and then said with a smile:

"Since I'm here, it means we are destined."

"Old beggar, I saw the right person. I know that you are a family with sinister virtues."

"What's more, this little guy is so knowledgeable, he is a living seed of reading, and he can't be tortured by a mere illness."

When he said this, the old beggar suddenly coughed:
"Cough cough!"

Just watch him caress his mouth with his hand.

When he let go of his hand, he saw something like a grass seed being coughed into his hand.

Looking at the little thing in his hand, the old beggar said:
"I ate one of your grass pancakes today, then I will give you back a good son."

Just after he finished speaking.

All he saw was the grass seed that fell in his hand, and suddenly fell under the table.

These are all poor families, and the land in their homes is all muddy, but it has been hardened by being stepped on.

however.

Something magic happened.

I only saw that the grass seeds that fell on the ground seemed to be elastic, and suddenly bounced off the ground a few times.

After a while, it landed at the bottom of the yellow cypress.

the next moment.

The grass seeds took root immediately.

Under the inconceivable eyes of the two people, the seeds quickly took root and germinated, and two leaves, three leaves, and four leaves grew taller.

In a short time, it directly changed from the appearance of a grass seed to a small sapling three feet high.

Blossom.

A bud quickly emerged from the twig.

It blooms first, then bears fruit. After a while, a bright red fruit the size of a walnut appeared.

Wait until the fruit fully emerges.

In an instant, the whole room was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

It seemed that at that moment, the whole house became much brighter.

Seeing this scene, the Huang family's mother and son were stunned. What a magical experience it was.

Even Huang Bai stuttered a little at the moment:

"This... God... Immortal..."

Followed by.

The two of them looked in the direction of the old beggar.

However, in the direction where the old beggar was sitting just now, there was no sign of him, only a phantom that gradually dissipated.

And as the phantom completely dissipated, there was only one sentence, echoing back and forth in the room:

"Little guy, why are you still hesitating at this moment, why don't you eat that fruit quickly~"

Hear this.

Huang Bai, who was still confused just now, came back to his senses in an instant.

next moment.

He quickly reached out and plucked the red fruit the size of a walnut from the tree in front of him.

This thing is also miraculous.

At the moment when the wrapping was just picked off, the young tree that was still bright just now decayed in an instant.

It immediately turned into a puddle of mud, and it no longer looked like the fairy fruit tree just now.

"Ah!"

He opened his mouth and swallowed the red fruit.

Huang Bai only felt that at that moment, there seemed to be a hot current, which dissipated from his stomach to his whole body.

The whole person seems to be more comfortable.

Before he could recall this feeling, he felt that there seemed to be something in his throat that could not vomit.

Seemingly getting used to coughing, Huang Bai opened his mouth and coughed twice:
"Cough cough..."

Just when he coughed.

A cloud of black blood spit out from his throat.

And after spitting out this mouthful of blood, he only felt that his whole body and mind became much lighter in an instant.

The burning feeling in the chest seemed to have become very cool.

Not only that.

The originally pale and skinny Huang Bai turned rosy in an instant.

Even the body with little flesh is slowly becoming fuller at this moment.

At this time, he was looking towards him.

This is clearly a handsome young gentleman, and a literati is nothing more than that.

In addition, he has suffered for many years, and there seems to be a little melancholy in his eyes all the time.

This is simply a young woman killer!
From the beginning to the present, Mrs. Huang seems to have never slowed down.

But no matter how dull he is, no matter how slow he is, looking at his son's posture, he can't understand anything.

The next moment, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes:

"It's alright...it's finally alright..."

"Ancestor Blessing... Really Ancestor Blessing..."

After subconsciously saying a few words, Mrs. Huang touched her child's face excitedly, and then grabbed his arm.

After confirming that this matter is completely true, Huang's whole person is beyond excited:

"Immortal, it must be an immortal..."

"It must be the gods watching us live diligently... come down to test us..."

"Thank you god... thank you god..."

Seeing his mother's excited incoherent appearance, Huang Bai couldn't help laughing happily.

Immediately afterwards, he hugged his mother, and then said slowly:
"Mother, I'm healed... I'm really healed. From now on, my mother and I will live a good life... Live a good life."

Time flies.

However, I don't know when it started, the sick scholar in the city seemed to recover from his illness.

In the past, when others saw Huang Bai, they only knew that he was a scholar with tuberculosis. Although they were envious of his talent and learning, they despised him on the face.

After all, he won't live long, and he can't liquidate them after all. On the contrary, they can vent their malice in their hearts.

However, this talent does not know when it will be ready.

Not only that, but he didn't know when he was appreciated by the big man, and he worshiped Xuezheng in the county as a teacher.

But their days got better and better that day, and they even found a chance to buy a house in that big city.

The whole person seems to be advancing by leaps and bounds in literature, as if he has opened up the previous confinement.

There seems to be a growing trend.

Not only him.

In the entire big city, the other few other families have good morals, have always been honest and stable, and the patients of the other few families who do not do immoral things are also cured.

It was as if they had agreed to be together, and the outsiders who watched were amazed.

Naturally, some people will be curious about such a miraculous thing, and there are also people close to them who will ask how it is.

However, the answer to them was that there was only one sentence:

"It's all the gods who are helping us, that's an old god~"

Each has its own story.

However, when the other tuberculosis patients heard this, they couldn't help but beat their chests one by one:
"Oh, if I knew that a meal could save my life, I wouldn't have kicked that old thing out!"

However, there is no medicine for regret in the world.

How could there be so many people who knew earlier~
the other side.

Wei Yi, who walked out of the city slowly, showed a slight smile towards this huge city:

"Good people should be rewarded~"

After he finished speaking, he saw little straw figures one after another in the distance, as if they jumped out of the forest at this time.

One by one, babbling and bouncing.

There is even a little guy with a wreath on his head, and he looks really happy to play.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yi smiled and waved at them:

"Hahahaha... It seems that your side has already finished, we should go too."

I only saw those little scarecrows jumping happily, and then jumped into his hands one after another.

Every scarecrow that fell into his hands would automatically become smaller. After a while, more than a dozen scarecrows had all arrived.

The white mist rose slowly.

Wei Yi also knew what happened in the city, but he didn't care.

Do you really think that he just bought a meal to save people?

If you really think so, it is really naive enough.

After all, Guanyin Bodhisattva also said when selling things:

"Those who know this treasure will not get a cent, and those who do not know this treasure will not sell a thousand gold~"

And at this time.

In the depths of the lake in the distance, there seemed to be a silver-white notch.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of white mist seized the opportunity and disappeared into the lake in an instant.

Everything seems to be over, but it seems to have just begun~
(End of this chapter)