Reborn 1960 A young educated youth was pampered by a handsome and rough man

Whether it was the Kirin Resurrection Tree or the Four-flavored Tree, it was Hai Dongqing who found it and told Cheng Qiao that they all ended up here.

However, the environment here is much better than that in the Qilian Mountains. Nowadays, the spiritual energy in the Qilian Mountains seems to be getting less and less. Hey, this big bird is really hard to fall in love with and hard to be cruel to.

Hai Dongqing didn't think so much at all. When he saw the space getting bigger, he flapped his wings excitedly and flew directly. Fortunately, the land in the space seemed to have no upper limit, and the sky was high enough for birds to fly.

The little red head rushed over like lightning, and wrapped its whole body directly around Hai Dongqing's neck several times. The big red head was raised high and stood directly on Hai Dongqing's head.

"Get out of here, you're strangling me."

"No, fly faster, fly higher."

“The higher you stand, the harder you fall.”

Hai Dongqing was dissatisfied that the little red head's head was actually on his head. Who was flying?

"It doesn't matter, as long as you hold on tightly, it won't be me who falls."

Hai Dongqing was annoyed and started playing the game of helicoptering up and down. Unfortunately, the little red head was not Cheng Qiao. Its body had circled around Hai Dongqing's neck many times and it couldn't fall off.

The Kirin Resurrection Tree stares at its two partners, one red and one white. It also wants to fly, but unfortunately, its roots are underground and it will never be able to leave them in this life.

"Big Bird, come down, we are going back."

Cheng Qiao took a bath and saw that Hai Dongqing and Xiao Hongtou were still playing, and couldn't help but laugh. However, she still had a lot of things to do and not enough time.

With Cheng Qiao's order, Hai Dongqing dived directly to the ground and deliberately rubbed his neck on the ground, wanting to teach the little red head a lesson.

Unfortunately, the moment before Hai Dongqing entered the ground, the little red head reached the trunk of the Kirin Resurrection Tree and disappeared in a flash.

Hai Dongqing's neck came into close contact with the black earth. It was so painful that it made a "wuwuwu" sound from its mouth. Cheng Qiao covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look any further.

Hai Dongqing finally stood up, and the eagle's beak bit the hem of Cheng Qiao's clothes. In the blink of an eye, birds and beasts appeared on the top of the mountain, but everything in front of him was pitch black, with only the twinkling stars above his head.

"I forgot it was dark, why don't we go down the mountain tomorrow."

Hai Dongqing: "..." Just playing.

Early the next morning, Cheng Qiao and Hai Dongqing appeared on the top of the mountain again. At this moment, the top of the mountain was shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

Cheng Qiao shivered unconsciously. It was too wet. If she continued walking like this, her clothes would get wet. She looked at Hai Dongqing and said with a smile:

"Take me to fly down."

Hai Dongqing squatted down obediently and waited for Cheng Qiao to sit down before flying.

There is a house at the lower part of the mountain. It was left by hunters in the past. It has long been dilapidated. When you lie in the house, you can still see the stars in the sky through the holes in the roof.

There were several people lying around in the house. They were the villagers called by the little naughty father to chop wood. When they were tired of chopping, they lay down in the house to rest for a while.

Hai Dongqing flashed past, and Cheng Qiao sitting on Hai Dongqing came into their sight. Several people were so frightened that they sat up, and the little naughty father even ran out of the house.

But except for a large pine forest, I saw nothing. I was dazzled. It was impossible. Several people were dazzled.

No, they must have encountered something. Thinking of this, the hairs on several people's bodies stood up. They packed up their things as quickly as possible and ran down the mountain.

Cheng Qiao asked Hai Dongqing to take him to a deserted place and took out his bicycle. There were already people living here, so it was not suitable to continue flying on Hai Dongqing.

"Do you want to play by yourself or come to my space?"

Hai Dongqing turned around and flew in the direction of the Qilian Mountains. Although the space was full of energy, it was still too small and the flying was not satisfying. There was no such freedom as the Qilian Mountains.

Cheng Qiao got on the bicycle and rode quickly in the direction of the school. After eating a four-flavored fruit in the morning, he was full of energy. He rode faster and faster, and the bicycle almost flew up.

Arriving at the empty school playground, dozens of logs appeared on the playground, accidentally crushing the newly grown weeds. Cheng Qiao didn't see it. She was going back to space to study the four-flavored fruit.

Bamboo knives and wooden knives were quickly made, and the iron knives were already in the space, but the reeds could not be found, so we could only talk about them later when we have the opportunity.

I picked up a four-flavored fruit with a bamboo knife and bit it a little. Sure enough, it was sweet, the fruit picked up with a wooden knife was a little sour, and the fruit picked up with an iron knife was bitter. The old tree was right.

Cheng Qiao thought for a moment and quickly took out the medicinal materials for making health pills and various flavors of four-flavored fruits. She came to the wooden house and opened the door. She believed that there must be a reason for the appearance of these fruits.

In the wooden house, the original ancient blue screen wall became darker in color, and the four words "Ancient Classics" engraved on the screen wall in black characters have turned into dark gold.

Cheng Qiao looked at these changes and felt unspeakable joy in his heart. Unfortunately, there was no one to share it with, and he felt a little bored.

Going around the screen wall, there was no change in the row of large, quaint cabinets. The drawers on the cabinets were quiet, waiting for Cheng Qiao to open them.

There is no prescription for Siweiguo in Ye Jun's ancient prescription books, but the prescription is created by generations of famous doctors, so she also has to develop an effective new secret recipe.

Cheng Qiao started to move. According to her idea, she added various flavors of four-flavored fruits to a few mature prescriptions, then poured the well water in the space and closed the drawer.

Dozens of drawers were opened and closed, closed and opened again. In the end, Cheng Qiao was a little disappointed. The herbs were all turned into waste and absorbed by the drawer.

When Cheng Qiao almost lost hope, a drawer seemed to light up, and then the drawer opened automatically. When Cheng Qiao saw it, it turned out to be a drawer of small pills.

The pills are very small, about the size of Jiuxin Pills, but good things don't depend on the size, as long as they are effective. Cheng Qiao took out a handful of pills and put them under the tip of her nose and smelled them. There was a faint sweet smell.

She picked up a small pill with her slender fingers and put it into her mouth. The sweetness made her feel inexplicably happy, and the cooling sensation that followed rushed directly to her mind. The refreshing effect was too powerful.

Cheng Qiao got excited and checked the recipe. It turned out that he only needed to use the simplest mint, borneol, calamus, Perrin, and a sweet four-flavored fruit to prepare a drawer of refreshing pills.

A small refreshing pill can lift a person's spirit. This effect is so good that if it is used in the army, it will be even more powerful.

Cheng Qiao used a bamboo knife to pick out the sweet four-flavored fruits one by one into the medicinal materials, and then threw them into the drawer one by one. With the well water in the space, the number of refreshing particles became more and more pure.