[Master] Why is a hometown

Daozhen is indeed a place of rich things, heavenly treasures and outstanding people.

Mu Xinyuan followed Yuan Wuxiang around the Nandaozhen site for about ten days, didn't see much scenery, but saw a lot of people.

After meeting three or five people, she had already guessed Yuan Wuxiang's plan—the priests she met were either proficient in acupuncture and pharmacology, or had a lot of research in emergency surgery.

She gladly accepts Yuan Wuxiang's kindness, and she does not refuse to discuss with the priests; as a medical idiot, her insights and accomplishments in medicine often convince the other party.

"Yuan Wuxiang, I think Miss Mu's medical skills are exquisite, if she can't cure her, then I think it's true..."

A brother of the same generation who was slightly older than Yuan Wuxiang was so emotional that he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Yuan Wuxiang heard the words, and his mood sank slightly.

"Is there really no way?"

"The five internal organs are all damaged, the blood is weak, and there are more poisonous seeds in the body. It has not been easy to delay my life. Sigh... It's a pity to be young."

"Um……"

"However, looking back, I think Miss Mu is quite open-minded. We other people worry too much and seem boring." The brother of the same generation comforted him, and then he couldn't help gossiping and approached Yuan Wuxiang, asking everyone about the recent past. The topic that everyone is very concerned about: "By the way, you care so much about Miss Mu, so you can't be tempted by seeing her beautiful life and suffering?"

Yuan Wuxiang didn't see embarrassment, and instead said that he would join the army: "Every Taoist friend I recently introduced to Ah Yuan felt sorry for her illness and talent, including you. Is it possible that you are also tempted ?”

"Hey, don't change the subject, Miss Mu and I won't be so casual. Tsk tsk, 'A Yuan', that's really affectionate."

Yuan Wuxiang clasped his hands behind his back, and couldn't hide a trace of teasing in his suddenly lowered tone: "Fellow Daoist, you can stop your wild imagination. Miss Mu is here, right behind you."

"what?!"

The Taoist was startled suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw Mu Xinyuan looking at him indifferently with the medicine basket on his back, without any emotion.

"Uh... Miss Mu, good morning, good morning."

Mu Xinyuan looked up at the sun, and still stated lightly: "It's time for Shen Shi."

The Taoist was embarrassed for a while: "Oh, yes, yes, it's so late, you chat slowly, I suddenly remembered that I have an appointment with the Taoist, please."

"Let's go."

When he left, Mu Xinyuan and Yuan Wuxiang looked at each other and smiled.

"Unexpectedly, Daoist Yuan would also play tricks on fellow practitioners."

"Ha, don't you cooperate with me too?"

Mu Xinyuan smiled but did not answer, she moved her shoulders and was about to unload the medicine basket, Yuan Wuxiang had already stepped forward to do it for her, holding the medicine basket in both hands, consciously looking for a place to put it, and asked casually: "Are these medicines going to be dried today?" ?”

"Ah."

Seeing him busily busy, Mu Xinyuan was a little dazed.

He was so nice to others that it made her sad.

Suddenly she smiled and said, "Yuan Wuxiang, in your eyes, how weak am I? Do everything for me, do you want to consider changing my name to 'Yuan Arrangement' or 'Yuan Grandma'?"

Yuan Wuxiang was squatting under the scorching sun spreading medicinal herbs, he was startled when he heard the words, some thoughts were fleeting unconsciously, and when he spoke again, he laughed at himself: "Oh, this sentence sounds familiar."

"Oh, it seems that someone has complained about you."

"It's the one you called 'golden'."

"Tired of harvesting the sky?"

"Exactly."

"Listen to you, I'm even more curious. I'll recommend it when I have time. Since I'm here, I should make sure to see every scenic spot."

"Haha, is it a scenic spot?" Yuan Wuxiang associated with Tired Shoutian, bathed in the golden light of the morning light, couldn't help laughing: "It is indeed one of the most famous scenic spots in Beidao... Don't worry, I will recommend it to you."

Mu Xinyuan's body is still the same during this Daozhen trip, but he is famous for his medical skills.At first, it was only a friendly sponsorship to Daozhen disciples. After the reputation spread, there was an endless stream of people seeking medical treatment.

This disturbed her a little.

The rules of Yaowanggu do not reject patients, no distinction is made between high and low, but she herself is already sick and unstable, so it is really a living burden.

Seeing this, Yuan Wuxiang felt a little sorry.

"This is to invite you to relax and take care of yourself, but I didn't expect to bring you a lot of trouble."

"Yes, you also found out?" Mu Xinyuan held the Pine Cloud Snow Dew that Yuan Wuxiang made herself, and leaned on the rattan chair leisurely: "Think about how to compensate me next time."

"……next time?"

"Well, I received an invitation from Tushan Dumai, and I want to participate in this year's Banquet of Profound Drugs."

"Drug Infinity Banquet?"

"Dugu Poison, the queen of Tushan Poison, holds this banquet every few years. The elites of the poison world gather together to learn from each other. It can be called a feast."

"Then, are you leaving?"

He had never heard of her plan before, and Yuan Wuxiang was quite surprised and hasty, and there was a hint of disappointment in his tone of voice.

Mu Xinyuan avoided his gaze indiscriminately, and nodded slightly.

In fact, she participated in the Promise Banquet a few years ago, but failed to achieve the results expected by her master and herself.When she received the invitation this time, she was not very interested at first, but when she heard that Xijiang's poison chief would also attend the banquet this time, she was a little moved.

Frankly speaking, the period of traveling in Daozhen can be regarded as pleasant.Of course, the root of happiness lies in the original homeless.

Yuan Wuxiang is very popular with people, and treats others with a warm heart. Mu Xinyuan took care of him in Daozhen, and his life was really nourishing.

But she always had a vague feeling that if she didn't leave again, she might never want to leave or be able to leave; besides, as a doctor who used poison as a doctor, indulgence in the endless feast of poison was not a small temptation.

After struggling several times, I finally made up my mind.

Yuan Wuxiang accepted the fact that she was going to leave, and put on an old lady attitude, waiting for her to pack her bags, and planned to send her to Tushan in person.

Mu Xinyuan repeatedly emphasized to him that this trip to Tushan was just to participate in an academic salon, so he was a little relieved.

When she was parting, she couldn't help joking: "Yuan Wuxiang, you're not afraid that I'll rely on you if you're too troublesome."

"Friends are joking."

"Tsk, it's hard to say. It's easier to attract bees and butterflies if you look good and always do good deeds. If you don't believe me, you will be tired of watching the sky. If you do good deeds and do good deeds without leaving a name or talking nonsense, you are still missed by many girls."

"Yeah, I don't have his abilities, so I can act generously." Yuan Wuxiang naturally knew how popular Tired Shoutian was with women, and hearing Mu Xinyuan's words, he also smiled and agreed.

"It's so pitiful, so I'll make it hard for me to miss you." Mu Xinyuan calmed down slightly, and the light in her eyes was like stars: "Okay, stay here. There is no hometown, goodbye for now."

Yuan Wuxiang solemnly said: "Take care all the way. When I return to the Central Plains, you are welcome to disturb me."

Mu Xinyuan nodded: "Farewell."

On the way forward, she would think of Yuan Wuxiang from time to time.

Thinking of his old hen temperament, remembering that he occasionally teased fellow practitioners, remembering that he was tired of complaining... Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel puzzled.

In terms of appearance, talent, personality, and self-cultivation, Yuan Wuxiang is no worse than that stupid goose of Tien Shoutian, but in the real world, the eyes of girls are always chasing Tired Shoutian.

... really blind.

However, the fact that few people coveted Yuan Wuxiang made her inexplicably happy and happy.

If she wasn't in such a physical condition...

The moment she stepped into the realm of Tushan, she was suddenly startled by the thought that popped up in her mind.

——What am I thinking? !

"Poison doctor Mu Xinyuan, the poison queen has been waiting for a long time."

A polite sentence interrupted her thoughts of not knowing where to go.

She raised her eyes intently, not far away was the Dandu Wuji banquet hall full of people, on the main seat, Dugu Du, the queen of poison, had already arrived.

Seeing this, she knew that she was late again, so her expression changed, and she raised her voice: "I was late on the way, I'm late, please forgive me."

"Ha, your itinerary has always been clear from now on, so I don't care about it with you. Ladies and gentlemen, this year's Promise of Drugs Banquet officially begins—"

Yuan Wuxiang walked along the mountain path alone with ten pieces of freshly baked pancakes from the old man in the kitchen.

I don't know if everything is going well for A Yuan in Tushan?

Since it is a feast of medicine and poison, there must be a lot of talents, maybe someone can help her when she is ill?

Alas...it's better not to get sick.

"……Um?"

At the moment of loss of consciousness, with a light hand, several figures swayed in front of him.

"Ah, isn't this Yuan Wuxiang? My mind is distracted when I walk on the road. Why do I think so seriously?"

"What else can you think about? I heard that Miss Mu left Daozhen. Of course, some people are worried and worried."

Yuan Wuxiang looked up and saw that there were several fellow practitioners such as the most unworthy hero, Tired Shoutian and Dao Zhongpin.

Dao Zhongpin's eyes are full of gossip, and Li Gonglie and Li Gonglie look at him jokingly while pointing at him; the most negative hero does not say a word, and looks like a crowd; only Tired Shoutian stands alone and turns his back to everyone, with no hometown He also knew that all the cakes he had just grabbed from the kitchen had entered his mouth.

"How long are you going to tease me about A Yuan? They said they were friends."

"Yes, yes, they are friends. Then you should stick a sword in your arms and stay with her to the end?" Dao Zhongpin narrowly blinked his eyes: "Otherwise, don't act as if she is going to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire."

"I can't say it to you, whatever you want." Yuan Wuxiang's face was open, and he didn't look very annoyed when he heard the words, and turned to Juan Shoutian who was pretending to be reserved after eating the biscuits: "Master Juan, you are stealing the fruits of my labor like this. Leave me some, it’s really sad.”

Tired Shoutian was unmoved: "There are cakes in the kitchen every three days. Rare things are precious, and those who can get them."

"Ha..." Yuan Wuxiang smiled helplessly, but worries about Mu Xinyuan floated up in his heart.