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To be honest, even though he took it for granted now, he was still taken aback when he first heard the suggestion from a stranger.

What is Delong Mountain?It is the world-famous Lingmai Treasure Mountain that has been passed down from generation to generation in the village. The biggest golden signboard of "First Medicine Village" is the richest legacy left by the ancestors and the blood that flows from generation to generation.

It is the life of the whole village.

He said: "In exchange for more Shengui pills, we shoveled out other medicinal materials that used to grow in Delong Mountain, and planted moss."

At first it was just a small piece, and then it became a big piece.When he regained his composure, half of the mountain of herbs had been shoveled out of the original herbs, densely planted into moss.

The medicine seller was fast, barely catching up with the tail of digging the medicinal material field, and then planted hemp seeds. It was the first time in many years that he finally had land that he could plant by himself. When he waved his hoe, he felt an almost humble feeling in his heart The peace of mind that dreams come true.

He gradually forgot about that eerie night.

No matter how miraculous medicine is, there will always be some side effects. At least during the day, his mother is still the mother he is familiar with, so that is enough.

He has not read many books, so he has endured such a long period of psychological torture to understand: If he does not expose a lie in his life, then for him, that lie will truly become the only truth in his life.

Then why did he insist on stupid sobriety.

The drug seller wiped his sweat and poured another bucket of spring water, watching the leaves tremble with joy.

The plants of moss are unremarkable, and it is hard to imagine that they are the most important medicinal material of the magic medicine that makes the whole village go crazy for it.The shape of the branches stretched out is round and fat, and the leaves are also round and fat, in clusters, the branches are thin and crisp, covered with short soft white fluff, and there is a faint fragrance, which makes you smell it People are in a good mood.It seems that the green and green clouds have just been plucked from the sky. When the wind blows, they shake their heads in satisfaction. Not only are they harmless to humans and animals, but they are also extremely cute.

Delong Mountain is full of spiritual veins, they are like starved children, greedily absorbing nutrients, they don't need special care, as far as they can see, they are full of greenery, vigorously filling their eyes full, because they are too bright Brilliant, I feel a little dizzy after watching it for a long time.

The sky on the mountain is very high and blue, the clouds are sweet, and the water is also sweet, clear and bright, and when poured into the hemp field, the soil will glow with oil after a few days.

When he was tired, the medicine seller put down his hoe, lifted the hem of his clothes and wiped the sweat all over his face, looked around, and saw the farmers who were passing through the medicine fields not far away and were shaken by their bodies. The non-stop fine green branches spread out their bodies, lying in a big character shape in the hemp nut field, took a deep breath, smelled the fragrance of the half-faced mountain, and picked up a piece of hemp nut leaf that was close at hand, lifted the leaf, and felt in the fiery Looking at the green and chubby silhouette in the sunshine, I thought:

What the hell is your / mother / thing.

After thinking about it, he sighed, threw the leaf aside casually, rubbed his hands, and squinted his eyes towards the sun, feeling that his mind was gradually becoming confused.

This was probably the best life he could have imagined after his father died.Farming in the mountains in the morning, having a sunny dream in the medicine field at noon, selling medicine at a stall in the afternoon, and stepping on the bluestone slabs in the evening under the setting sun, at the end of the road, you can see the smoke from the kitchen in the distance - that is the mother waiting for him to go home.

I say "generally" because there are some subtle deviations after all.But the deviation is so small, as long as the door is closed, it can't be seen, so it can be regarded as "roughly" non-existent.

All good things seem to be within reach, but also like a dream.

But Delong Mountain is no longer Delong Mountain.

He sighed, and he didn't know whether he was looking at the big piece of silver ingot or he was worried deep in his heart, and he said to himself: "Although mochi is a treasure for refining magic medicine, it needs to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to grow into it." We have only planted it for a few months, and the spiritual veins of Delong Mountain are gradually weakening... To be honest, the upper half of Delong Mountain is now covered with scorched earth, and we can no longer plant any medicinal materials. good."

The villagers who took Shengui pills first spontaneously formed a non-governmental organization dressed in black robes like outsiders. They set up an altar in the center of the village, painted with bright red formations, and did not know where they believed in the gods.When they pray for rain, the rain will come, and when they send thunder, the thunder will go. Keeping his own face and body, his posture is devout and mysterious.

The legend of Shennong has been circulating in the village for hundreds of years, and it is backed by the God-given Lingshan Mountain. In a sense, it is far more superstitious than outside the village.

The villagers said that after taking the medicine for more than a hundred days, they finally became enlightened.

Perhaps it is because of human beings' natural fear of the unknown, those villagers who were familiar with each other seem to become another strange existence once they put on black robes and masks. The object of awe and admiration by all.

Their faces were hidden under the pitch-black robes, and they were silent wherever they went.

"Before returning to the mountain gate, a foreigner gave us the pill formula of Shenguiwan. Since then, I have started the business of Shengui Pills. Customer, I see that you are generous, and I don’t want to overcharge you. I will tell you everything I can tell you. I will give you these Shengui Pills Put it on, you won’t regret it if you try it.”

It was rare for Qingze to listen patiently, with a disappointed expression on his face. He didn't look at Yin Luo's reaction, and tapped the medicine stand with his fingers: "Just pretend."

There were scorched black marks on the drug seller's bag containing Shengui pills, and Qingze felt disgusted holding it.

This person spoke in a secretive way, and many details were vague, not to mention that he was not at all interested in the trivial things that happened in this village, and only felt a little annoyed that his time was being delayed by such incidental details.

He didn't take a few steps away from the medicine stall before he heard Yin Luo say, "Song Qingze, is this also the effect of the fragment you collected?"

——It would be great if it was true.

Qing Ze was a little disappointed.

Although this village is strange, it is full of ordinary human races.Although the men in black robes in the alley were strangely shaped, they still had the aura of the human race on their bodies.

In the huge village, there are only people.

Aside from the one standing next to me, there are hundreds of miles around, not to mention demon believers, there is not even a small monster who often hides in the village pretending to be a ghost.

To put it bluntly, there are only people in the whole village who have taken the wrong medicine.

"It's all because of the red-eyed ghost boy's nonsense." He muttered softly.

"what?"

"It's okay," Qingze looked around, "This village has nothing to do with us. Let's go."

The villagers were not surprised by the strangers at first, but since Qingze carelessly brought a big bag full of Shengui pills, they all thought they were well hidden and watched them secretly.

Qing Ze frowned while walking: This feeling is exactly the same as walking in the village at night and being watched secretly.

Maybe at night, when he thought the whole village was sleeping.They did the same thing, watched the sun go down, went back to their respective rooms, and really started the real day that belonged to this village——standing behind the dark window, with green eyes open, greedily watching the people outside. everything.

They silently watched the outsider who strayed into the village until the poor outsider knocked on one of the doors and was swallowed by the village.

The seemingly normal village life during the day is just imitating their instincts. In the dark night, they really wake up and start to move.

When passing by the scholar's painting booth, the scholar who had been drawing madly with his head down also raised his head.His head twitched, his eyeballs protruded slightly, his gaze followed the two of them all the way, and his pupils trembled.Scholar was one of the first people to take Shengui Pills. Everyone said that he was born with no chance of immortality, so he is still an ordinary person until now.

The scholar watched the two approaching without blinking, his eyes were locked on the bulging medicine bag like others, but he took his eyes off the medicine bag before and after the two passed the stall, watching their backs drifting away, Unconsciously, he recited the spell that enveloped every long night in Longxia Village.

His expression is so pious, he is no different from every black-robed man who believes in unknown gods.

If Qingze saw him later, he might regret his decision to leave the village.

The incinerator at the entrance of the village was not far from the market, and Qingze felt that the medicine bag was shabby and it was inconvenient to throw it away, so he decided to throw it in the incinerator and burn it before leaving.Along the way, I saw several narrow alleys extending from the lively market.There are several black robes hiding in almost every alley.Only a black figure stood alone in the alley closest to the entrance of the village.

Swish, swish, swish.

It was not tall, and it was empty under the black robe. It seemed that it had just taken the Shengui Wan, and it was convulsing against the corner of the wall. Its nails scraped the wall vigorously, and several pieces of its nails had been turned out.The nails are covered with scabs and pus, half of the cover is embedded in the flesh, making the flesh bloody when poked, and the other half is turned outside, leaving scratches on the wall. Can half-squint, drool running down a wrinkled, pointy chin covered in rotting plaque.

The pink petals painted on the thin nails can be vaguely seen during the movements. If it weren't for the gray and withered hair, it would make people think that she is a little girl.

Qing Ze looked away.

The incinerator was originally used to incinerate discarded or polluted medicinal materials. There were one opening in the southeast and northwest of the furnace body. Qingze poured all the medicinal materials in and burned them, and patted the residue on his hands.

"Let's go," he said.

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