The Miracle Doctor of the Tree of Time Traveling

Behind the earth wall, there is no ecstasy grass, but it is full of messy waste and many withered flowers and plants.

It looked messy, but there was no peculiar smell.

It is also for this reason that the small ginseng is not clearly distinguished.

This time, it lowered its head in annoyance, with an aggrieved and sad expression on its face.

Sanqi slowly sat beside it, and the words that were meant to be ridiculed turned into some distressed feelings.

It stretched out its branches and leaves, circled the small ginseng's slender body, and patted it gently to show comfort.

"I just felt that the breath of the Misty Grass is a bit weak, will something happen to it?"

The little ginseng has been sad for a long time, and when it thinks that the ugly stalk grass was killed by humans, it makes my heart feel sour.Although it usually likes to show off that it can go out with Jing Bao, it never thought that it would put the little friends in the herb garden in danger.

Now I can't find the ecstasy grass, the little ginseng only feels that he has committed a lot of sins, and the tears fall like money, but he keeps his mouth flat and doesn't want to cry.

Mu Yunjing just felt that his heart was pinched severely just now, and it is still aching at this moment.

He couldn't figure out why he had such a reaction, he only thought that he was too worried about the safety of the Miracle Grass.

Looking at the sad appearance of the little ginseng, Mu Yunjing calmed down, gently stroked the little ginseng's head, and spoke to comfort it.

The little ginseng who was comforted immediately hugged Mu Yunjing's face and rubbed it, making Sanqi feel very uncomfortable watching it.

It comforted her feelings for a long time, but she couldn't stand Jing Bao's words: "Good boy, don't feel sad."

Sanqi pouted and moved to the other shoulder, secretly angry in silence.

The little ginseng didn't notice its psychology at all, and after being comforted by Mu Yunjing, it sniffed the air vigorously again.

Seeing that it didn't speak for a long time, Mu Yunjing asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Can't you find it?"

Little Ginseng shook his head, looking at Mu Yunjing with a trace of uncertainty.

"I feel it, but I'm not sure." Little Ginseng said hesitantly, "I feel that the breath of the Misty Grass is getting weaker and weaker."

Mu Yunjing's expression became more serious when he heard the words, "Which direction?"

"There." Little Ginseng quickly pointed in the direction.

Li Chengyu spent some time pruning the potted flower again, and after the pruning was finished, he replaced it with a beautiful flowerpot.

He carefully admired his masterpiece, and asked the people in the room: "How about it, does it look more energetic after trimming?"

"Master's use of scissors is not much inferior to swordsmanship." Xinghe flattered his horse.

Li Chengyu glanced at him and said, "Your mouth has become more and more sharp recently."

Xinghe smiled modestly, "It's all masters who taught me well."

"Come on, less flattery."

Li Chengyu took a clean handkerchief and wiped his hands, then turned to look at the flower farmer who had been standing obediently and silently.

"Tell me, how much silver do you want for this potted flower?"

He lay down on the couch with a relaxed expression and a graceful posture.

Hua Nong stretched out a palm and was about to speak, when the young master said, "Okay, Xinghe will give him 500 taels."

Xinghe took out a bank note and stuffed it into the dumbfounded flower farmer's hand. Seeing him tremblingly holding the bank note, looking too excited to hold back, he smiled softly.

"Take the bank note and you can go."

The flower farmer carefully folded the banknotes, stuffed them into his pocket, and took a look at the many young leaves scattered on the table. He took courage and said, "My lord, can you reward the young ones with these leaves?"

"What's the use of cutting off the remaining leaves?" Li Chengyu asked doubtfully.

"The little ones grow flowers. Some flowers and plants can be cultivated directly with leaves. The little ones dare to ask the young master to give these leaves to the little ones."

This potted flower was sold for 500 taels. If he cultivated a few more plants, wouldn't he make a fortune.

The flower farmer thought that in the near future he would be able to sit on a family of ten thousand, surrounded by wives and concubines, and surrounded by children, with a greedy smile on his face.

Li Chengyu frowned slightly. When Xinghe saw his expression, he knew that his prince was unhappy.

Xinghe grabbed the flower farmer and dragged him out.

"Grandpa, please reward the little one."

The flower farmer was also bold, and he did not forget to plead earnestly when he was dragged out.

"Xinghe." Li Chengyu shouted.

Xinghe stopped, turned around, and waited for orders.

"Flowers, I can reward you with these leaves, but if the flowers are cultivated, they are not allowed to be sold to others, and the master will naturally send someone to pick them up."

When the flower farmer heard it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then gathered the leaves on the table together in surprise, and put them into a cloth bag.

"The small ones are the best flower farmers in Yunzhou City. Those with small leaves will be cultivated well. Don't worry, sir."

Li Chengyu flicked his sleeves, motioned for Xinghe to take him out, and then lay back on the couch.

Xinghe dragged the flower farmer out, and said: "Cultivate well, you will be indispensable for money in the future."

The flower farmer quickly nodded and bowed, with an unconcealable excitement on his face, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the little one understands, the little one understands."

"Jing Bao, go forward and turn right."

The little ginseng commanded Mu Yunjing while feeling the direction of the Ecstasy Grass.

It has been less than half an hour since they left the earthen wall and returned to Yunzhou City.Even if you are anxious in your heart, you can only search step by step.

Following the guidance of the little ginseng, Mu Yunjing turned across the street and entered another road. This road was wider than the one he took before, and there were more pedestrians coming and going.

Little Ginseng paused for a moment, nervously grabbing Mu Yunjing's clothes.

"Don't worry."

Mu Yunjing calmed down softly, and the flustered heart of Little Ginseng calmed down again.

"I feel that it is very close, but the surrounding smell is too mixed, and I can't distinguish it at once."

The little ginseng said apologetically, the leaves on its head looked sickly and drooped.

Mu Yunjing glanced at the crowd around him, and walked in a direction with few people.Standing on the street corner with one person and two grass, Mu Yunjing asked again: "What about now? Can you feel it?"

The little ginseng hastened to concentrate and distinguish carefully.

Misty grass, Misty grass, where are you?

Huh?

"Jing Bao, that man smells like a grass."

Little Ginseng really opened his eyes, and suddenly pointed at a commoner man who just passed in front of them and shouted.

"Really?"

"Yes, the smell on that person is very strong, he must know the whereabouts of the Misty Grass." Little Ginseng said with certainty.

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yunjing directly caught up with the pedestrian.

The flower farmer was smiling and thinking about how to spend money to buy some good things to go home, when a figure flashed in front of his eyes.Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be a young man with an astonishing appearance.

I met an amazing man just now, why did another one appear in the blink of an eye?She is still a young Shuang'er, but she looks a little cold.

As soon as Hua Nong thought of his belongings, he immediately took a step back, tightly protecting the pocket where the bank notes were hidden, and looked at the young beauty in front of him with a wary expression.

"Is there something wrong with you blocking my way?" The flower farmer asked cautiously.

"Jing Bao, there's a smell in the pouch around his waist, it's the smell of the grass."

Little Ginseng pointed to the bag at the flower farmer's waist and shouted excitedly, sweeping away the decadent look that had just languished.

Compared to the excitement of the little ginseng, Mu Yunjing was much calmer. He glanced at the gray bag tied around his waist, from which he could clearly feel the wood energy.

The man in front of him looked to be in his 40s, with dark skin, a healthy color left by years of exposure to the sun.He was dressed in rough cloth clothes, and some brown soil was still stained on the black cloth shoes.

Mu Yunjing said politely, "Is this uncle a flower grower?"

Seeing his polite attitude, the flower farmer nodded: "Exactly."

"Then I wonder if you have seen any precious flowers and plants recently, uncle?" Mu Yunjing asked again.

Hua Nong's expression froze, and he immediately understood, "Do you want to ask me to buy flowers? Oh, I should have said it earlier, I thought you were here to trouble me."

He laughed and waved to Mu Yunjing, "Yes, there are quite a few precious flowers and plants recently, but I don't know what kind you want?"

"It's not convenient for us to talk while standing on the main road. Uncle, we might as well go to your house to talk and see what flowers and plants are there."

"It's a good relationship." The flower farmer clapped his hands, "Come on, come with me, my house is not far ahead."

The flower farmer led the way directly, and Mu Yunjing took a deep breath and followed behind him.

The flower farmer originally wanted to make a detour to buy some things and go home, but when he saw a business coming to his door, he didn't care about other things, so he led the people and rushed home.

Mu Yunjing asked a lot of questions along the way, but this flower farmer is also a trickster, so he pretended to be secretive and asked him to go to his home for a detailed discussion.

It's just that when he arrived at the flower farm, Mu Yunjing glanced at the yard full of various flowers and plants, but he didn't find any ecstasy plants.

The villain participated in the Sanqi jump and searched carefully, then came back and shook his head at Mu Yunjing.

"How is it possible? This person clearly smells like scrambled grass?" Little Ginseng frowned suspiciously.

The flower farmer entertained him attentively. Seeing him staring at a pot of peonies in the yard, he introduced: "This is my latest plant, which can bloom seven colors of flowers. There is also this pot of three-color flowers, which is also my new plant. from……"

The flower farmer was talking about it, but Mu Yunjing stopped him and asked directly, "Uncle, do you have dancing plants here?"

"This..." The flower farmer hesitated, "Do you want to buy dancing plants?"

Mu Yun nodded.

"Then you are a step late, I just sold the dancing grass." The flower farmer said with some regret, but he couldn't help being happy when he thought that he had sold so much money.

"What? Sold?"

In a panic, Mu Yunjing grabbed the flower farmer by the skirt and asked, "Who did you sell it to?"

"Oh, don't worry." The flower farmer looked at the young man in front of him in surprise and suddenly changed his face, "I just gave flowers to a young master, I can only say that you came a step late, otherwise I can Let the two of you compete, although this unique dancing plant is sold for 500 taels, if you both want it, naturally the one with the highest price will get it."

"Who did you sell it to?" Mu Yunjing asked coldly.

"It's a rich son." Hua Nong swallowed, why did he feel a chill creeping up his back?

"What about people?"

"In... in Wanhua Pavilion." Hua Nong replied tremblingly.

When Mu Yunjing got the news he needed, he threw off this greedy old flower farmer.The flower farmer lost his footing and fell backwards to the ground.

He wailed, and when he got up, the young man was gone.

only……

"Ah...my flower!"

At first glance, all the flowers and plants in the yard were withered.

touch again,

"Ah...my bank note, my leaf."

Mu Yunjing came out of the Huanong's house and ran all the way in a hurry. It took a stick of incense for this section of the journey, but it only took a quarter of an hour to return to the city.

During the daytime, the Wanhua Pavilion was very deserted, only two guys in Tsing Yi were sweeping the floor at the door.

The two of them pawed a few times, gasping from time to time, looking weak.

"You said what is the origin of the young man who just left, and now he has won the top card in our pavilion. Think about how much money he got this day?"

"You don't care about him, if you have money, it's not for you."

"You're wrong. People come to our pavilion to give us money. I heard that a small stone was unexpectedly rewarded yesterday."

"He told you? Don't you brag again?"

"Really, I saw it. It's five taels of silver when you make a move. Think about how long it will take us to earn five taels of silver."

"Then let's go to that young master to make money together today, maybe we can get some rewards."

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that I just went out. When we come back, we'll be more courteous, and we can exchange for some rewards."

The two were whispering together, and when they mentioned Yinzi, they immediately laughed heartily.

When Mu Yunjing rushed directly into the Wanhua Pavilion, the two men in green clothes belatedly tried to stop him.

In the empty lobby, only a few clerks were cleaning up. Seeing someone coming in, a clerk stepped forward and stopped him: "Young master, we haven't opened the door to pick up guests yet?"

Mu Yunjing glanced coldly, and the guy felt chills all over his body.

The little ginseng lay on Mu Yunjing's shoulder, carefully feeling the location of the ecstasy grass.

"Second floor, the first room on the east side."

Mu Yunjing pushed away those who blocked him, and went directly upstairs.

"Hey, what are you doing, little boy?"

Seeing that the man went upstairs, those guys hurried up to stop him.

Mu Yunjing found the room that Little Ginseng mentioned, pushed the door open and entered.

"Ah! You are..."

A beautiful woman in the room was changing her clothes. When she saw the door was pushed open and a man even more beautiful than her entered, she blushed immediately.

When he saw clearly that a group of fellows in the pavilion behind the man were staring at him with expressions on their faces, his complexion changed immediately, he straightened his clothes and scolded: "What are you looking at?"

Those guys were reprimanded, and immediately withdrew their lustful gazes.

"Girl, it's this young master who hastily rushed up, we're just here to stop you." The guy who took the lead explained.

"Okay, you all go down, this young man is my guest."

Several guys glanced at each other, then retreated respectfully.

"Miss Ling Xiao."

Only the two of them were left in the room, so Mu Yunjing called out.

He recognized the woman in front of him, the top card of Wanhua Pavilion, a well-known nobleman in Yunzhou City.

The woman called Ling Xiao gathered her clothes and blessed Mu Yunjing, "Why is little doctor Mu so elegant today?"

"I'm just looking for someone, please tell Miss Ling Xiao, where is the young man who lives here?"

Mu Yunjing was rather impatient, he shouldn't have been so polite to the flower farmer just now, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted the time.

"Did Little Doctor Mu come to look for Mr. Li?" Ling Xiao was stunned, "That's really a coincidence, Mr. Li just left the house."

"What? Going out again?"

Mu Yunjing frowned when he heard the words, and the little ginseng grabbed Mu Yunjing's clothes tightly, and stomped his feet impatiently.

"Misty grass is not in the room, what should I do? Will it be..."

"No, don't think about it."

Sanqi hurriedly appease the little ginseng.

"I just went out not long ago." Ling Xiao nodded, "If Doctor Mu had been a little earlier, we should have met him, but I'm afraid he's gone far away now."

"Then, does Miss Ling Xiao know where Mr. Li has gone?" Mu Yunjing asked anxiously again.

Ling Xiao shook his head slowly, "I don't know, I just heard Mr. Li said that he was going to find an old friend."

Mu Yunjing frowned in thought, and then asked: "Then Miss Ling Xiao, do you know where the potted flowers that Mr. Li just bought are?"

Ling Xiao asked with some surprise: "Did you say that the pot of flowers can spin around?"

Mu Yun nodded, "Yeah."

Ling Xiao replied: "Mr. Li took it out, and he was planning to send that potted flower to that old friend."

"Do you know where the old man's house is?"

The more he asked, the more uneasy Mu Yunjing became.

Ling Xiao still shook her head, "I don't know." Seeing that his brows were tightly furrowed, she asked again: "Is Doctor Mu very anxious?"

"Hurry up for help."

Although it is not saving lives, the lives of flowers and plants are equally precious to Mu Yunjing.

"That's it. It's a pity that I don't know the whereabouts of Mr. Li. I'm afraid I won't be able to help Little Doctor Mu." Ling Xiao said apologetically.

Little Ginseng hugged Mu Yunjing's neck, and asked sadly, "Jing Bao, what should I do?"

Mu Yunjing didn't answer, but asked Ling Xiao again: "Miss Ling Xiao, do you have any information about that old man, I can't delay if I have something urgent."

Ling Xiao saw that he was nervous, so he recalled it carefully, "The old man should not be very old. Hearing Mr. Li's words, the two of them should have not seen each other for many years, and there will be no more information."

Mu Yunjing closed his eyes and said nothing, and it took him a long time to say: "Thank you Miss Ling Xiao, I will take my leave."

"Little Doctor Mu." Seeing that he was about to leave, Ling Xiao called to stop him, "Do you need me to tell Mr. Li?"

Mu Yunjing cupped his hands and said, "Then there will be Miss Lao Lingxiao."

"Jing Bao, what should we do?"

After leaving Wanhua Pavilion, Mu Yunjing stopped for a long time, Little Ginseng looked anxious, watching the pedestrians coming and going all over the street, he lost his composure for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"I'll try again to see if I can sense the direction of the Misty Grass." Little Ginseng said a little discouraged, the smell of the Misty Grass in the room was already very weak, and the Misty Grass might die soon.

They had already searched half of Yunzhou City, and finally found this place, but the clue was broken again.

In this huge Yunzhou City, where should they go to find a place where they don't know the news?

Li Chengyu held a brocade box in his hand, and Xinghe followed with a dancing grass.The two walked slowly, and Li Chengyu saw a lot of folk customs along the way.

"This Yunzhou City is not bad. Seeing the people living and working in peace and contentment, this king is quite proud."

"My lord, you look good, why don't you ask for this place as a fief in the future." Xinghe suggested sincerely.

Li Chengyu looked back at him, and said: "Your idea is not bad, I'm afraid that Brother Huang will not be willing to part with this rich place."

"The emperor has always favored and trusted you, my lord. If you speak, my lord, I think the emperor will not refuse directly."

Li Chengyu was silent for a long time, the two walked all the way, and seeing that they were approaching their destination, he slowly said: "His goodness is just because of the legacy of the late emperor."

After that, the two remained silent, and when they reached their destination, Li Chengyu signaled him to come forward and knock on the door.

Xinghe knocked on the door, but no one came to open the door for a long time, so he asked suspiciously: "My lord, why don't you go directly to the medical clinic to find someone, but come to this small house?"

"There are a lot of people in the medical center, so how can it be as quiet as a home, which is suitable for reunion."

"But there is no one in this family right now, why don't you wait for a long time?" Xinghe asked a little puzzled.

Li Chengyu thought for a while and said, "Go to someone and ask, why is there no one answering the door?"

Xinghe got the order and directly knocked on the door of the neighbor next door. After asking, he came back and reported, "My lord, the neighbor said that he didn't know about it, only that he might have gone shopping."

Hearing this, Li Chengyu said, "Then wait for a while."

When Yunniang came back from shopping, she saw two men standing in front of her house from a distance.

The two men were tall and straight, they were not acquaintances from a distance, but when they got closer, they were indeed strangers.

"Who are you?" She asked suspiciously, looking up and down, but didn't know each other.

"Mrs. Mu." Li Chengyu clasped his hands, "I'm from the capital, and I'm here to find Mu Yunjing to catch up on the past."

"He went to the clinic for consultation, you should go directly to the clinic to look for him." Yun Niang explained.

"It's not appropriate to go to the medical hall to reminisce about the old days." Li Chengyu said, "I wonder if Mrs. Mu can open the door for us to go in and wait?"

Yunniang thought for a while, and saw that the two were well-dressed and handsome, they could only be Jing Er's old acquaintances.

So he opened the door and invited people into the house.

Mu Yunjing took the villain to participate in Sanqi and continued to search for the whereabouts of the Mihuncao. He searched all the way, but finally returned to his own door.

"Hey, it's strange, did the Misty Grass come back by itself?"

The little ginseng climbed off Mu Yunjing's shoulders, stood in front of the door, and said with some doubts.

Mu Yunjing was also puzzled, "Go in and see if it really came back."

The ecstasy grass was placed on the table, and it shook the few remaining leaves, but its dear Jing Bao was nowhere to be seen.

Weeping silently in my heart, Jing Bao, come back quickly, I want to go back to the herb garden!