The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

The patriarch didn't care about his age, his white beard trembled, and he bowed tremblingly to the two benefactors, thanking them for their great kindness, "The great kindness of benefactors today, None of us will ever forget it.”

Everyone responded.

Song Qishu was about to ask him about the life-saving pill when a man staggered out from behind the crowd holding a half-dead child. The child vomited blood as soon as it landed, and everyone rushed forward to help him in fright , "What's the matter with you, child? You were fine just now, why are you hurt so badly?"

Yue Jing said in surprise, "He vomited blood."

The blood spat out mouthful after mouthful. I didn't know that he thought he was dying.

Staring at the bloodstain thoughtfully for a while, Song Qishu knew that the child was not pretending, but was really hurt. He squatted forward and said to the group of people, "He looks like he was hurt before." Seriously, I think it must be healed by panacea, otherwise it will be impossible to escape death."

Everyone took a look, and sure enough, his face was already pale, "Son, how can we be worthy of our parents under the nine springs, you can't die!", Thinking of a cry, the others also couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but get red eyes.

The patriarch sighed, took out a small cloth bag from his body, spread out a great pill inside and gave it to Song Qishu, and said, "Seventh prince, this is a holy medicine that our Huang family has passed down from generation to generation. No one has ever dared to use it. The child is not given to outsiders, and there is nothing you can do now, so you feed him quickly!"

After hesitating for a moment, Song Qishu took the pill, then stood up directly, smiled, and asked Yue Jing in a low voice, "Say, how about we take this pill and leave now?"

Yue Jing didn't react for a while, and looked at him blankly, "You..."

"Don't take it seriously, I'm joking." Song Qishu continued to smile, broke off half of the pill and stuffed it into the child's mouth. Seeing that their eyes were all on the child, he took a few steps back and secretly hid the other half Looking up, although his hand speed is not very fast, he can still fool a few ordinary people.

Watching the child's changes intently, he is still waiting to see if the holy medicine is really so miraculous, and it is impossible to leave now.

After a while, the child's complexion improved a lot, and his eyes seemed to be about to open. Yue Jing stepped forward to look at his injuries, and said something surprising.

"His injury...has completely healed."

Even the wounds he was injured before were healed together, of course he didn't say this, it was incredible, and he was even more surprised to see the child standing up slowly and jumping up and down, what the hell is this .

While everyone was surrounding the child in amazement, Song Qishu pulled Yue Jing and left.

Yue Jing followed closely, "Don't worry, this time the credit is all yours. I saw the pills you hid privately, but since the Seventh Prince promised you, I won't snatch it from you."

Song Qishu glanced at him, and of course he didn't forget to ask for his reward, "In this case, what about the reward you promised me?"

Yue Jing thought for a while that he did a good job, took out a bag of silver, and threw it hard on his hand, still feeling a little heartache.

Song Qishu opened it and took a look, and instantly felt that he was rich, and he did not do much to get so much money, so he put it away carefully, he patted Yue Jing on the shoulder, "You can continue to call me if you have something to do in the future, I will definitely Incumbent."

After clapping his hand, Yue Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, "There won't be a next time."

"Then where are we going now? According to the previous plan, we should go straight to the Great Buddha Temple." He looked left and right, pretending to be sightseeing, and wandering on the path with Song Qishu.

"Go to the Great Buddha Temple." Song Qishu insisted.It was an important place of Buddhism, even if the officers and soldiers chased it there, there would be no benefit, and he could still find Xiao Yun by the way.

Yue Jing also thought of one thing without objection, "Okay, I'll hire a carriage."

Song Qishu nodded. They had limited steps to get to the place as quickly as possible. "There is a carriage ahead, let's hire one."

What he said was true, when he got there, there happened to be a group of coachmen waiting for passengers at the intersection, he negotiated the price with one of them, and they got on the fastest one.

Feeling the softness and comfort of the carriage under the seat, Yue Jing regained the feeling of Mr. Pian Pian, "We will pretend to be traveling in the mountains and rivers, even if we encounter investigations, it will be fine."

"What are you pretending, we're just going to visit the mountains and rivers." Song Qishu reminded the coachman when he saw the coachman turning his head to look in.

Yue Jing shook his head and waved his hands, "Yes, yes, look at this beautiful river and mountain. Let me tell you, the vegetarian food in the Great Buddha Temple is really good."

The speed of the carriage was naturally much faster than that of people, and soon they arrived at the small town at the foot of the Great Buddha Temple. The coachman looked distressed at the steep mountain road covering the Great Buddha Temple, and got out of the car and smiled wryly at them.

"Gentlemen, I really can't get in, you can get off here in the town, then the money..."

Song Qishu was also generous when he got the money just now, he gave a full reward, and the coachman took the money and left with a happy face.

Unintentionally caring about others, Song Qishu looked at the towering Great Buddha Temple with a strange expression, and was about to ask how to get up, when Yue Jing spoke first.

Yue Jing just sent Song Qishu here, he had to deal with his own affairs when he arrived, so he had no choice but to say goodbye in advance, "You can go into town by yourself, I'll hide somewhere else."

Song Qishu held back a few words, but seeing that he was determined to do nothing, he had no choice but to say goodbye to him.

The town at the foot of the Great Buddha Temple is full of people who come to offer incense. Anyone who pulls over on the street is a pilgrim. Even small vendors sometimes pay respects to the Buddha. Song Qishu sniffed the chaotic air, full of sandalwood fragrance, It is indeed a holy place for worshiping Buddha.Here he felt a lot of pressure off his body.

But Song Qishu secretly sighed that he was careless. Although there are many pilgrims here, but at the same time, there are people from all over the world who come here. Who knows if these kind pilgrims will turn into beasts in the next moment.

When he walked into the town, he saw the largest restaurant at first sight, and walked in step by step.

The restaurant was overcrowded, he searched for a long time before he found an empty table, sat down firmly, and asked the waiter to pour a pot of tea, Song Qishu looked around, and was about to call someone, when the waiter made tea for him and greeted him. Corner pursed his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

Song Qishu glanced at the foothold of his line of sight full of puzzlement. There were two unshaven burly men at the table behind him, with long swords on the side, and the cold light shone. It seemed that they had been killed. Holding the altar of wine, you have a glass and I have a glass, the wine is drinking, he moved closer quietly, just in time to hear the complaints of the two.

"Brother, do you think it's appropriate for us to go at this age to visit this Great Buddha Temple? I think the people who visit there are all dignitaries." The strong man sitting on the left looked at his friend worriedly, with a worried expression on his face.

Another strong man was obviously more open than he thought. He laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "It's not like you don't know that the abbot is not afraid of high-ranking officials. Try it first. If you don't want to see us, we will go back to the mountain."

The burly man on the left nodded in agreement, "That's right, I still admire the abbot more. Although Zen Master Lianhua is also powerful, he is in a world compared to him. If the abbot of the previous generation has passed away, who would want to go?"

Song Qishu chewed a piece of marinated beef, the more he listened, the bigger the smile on his face, and finally he even chuckled out loud.

The waiter was happy to see him, and kindly reminded him, "You know that abbot very well? I advise you not to think of him, and you should rest."

"Well, I'm not here to seek revenge, I'm just thinking about how much chance I will meet people if I go to worship." He shrugged helplessly.

The waiter pondered for a moment, then nodded seriously, "To be honest, you can try it. Visiting the shrine can be regarded as a peace of mind. It's good if you can succeed. If you don't succeed, you can talk about your thoughts."

After he finished his meal, the two burly men were already drunk and walked away with each other's arms. After inquiring about offering incense to the shopkeeper, they went straight to the Great Buddha Temple.

There were three floors of people down the mountain, and most of them were watching the excitement. Seeing that he was still young, people along the way smiled and pointed at him, "Are you going too? Did you see the queue over there?"

He looked over, and there was a table set up on the other side, and an old gentleman was sitting there registering those who offered incense. The queue in front of him stretched all the way to the street, and there were people of all ages and genders.

Why are there so many people?Song Qishu was also taken aback, blinked, and joined the crowd without saying a word.He stopped again, and then took back his steps. Seeing his hesitation, the people next to him poked his elbow, "You are young, why are you worshiping?"

Song Qishu smiled, "Why can you do it and I can't."