Chapter: 100

For example, there is a certain kind of mountain snail mentioned later, which is born in the mountain rocks and is a rare mountain treasure. If it is caught, dried and ground, it can be taken for a penny a day for half a month, and it can prolong life for five years.

The more Wang Xuan looked at it, the more he didn't believe it. He looked through the Compendium of Materia Medica in his spare time, but he had never seen these weird things at all.

Old colleague Chen Yongjie said: "Don't believe me, these things are recorded in Taoist ancestral courts and Buddhist ancient temples. This book is just a summary, and some strange things mentioned in the pre-Qin bamboo slips are added."

Wang Xuan was stunned, and said: "But, after so many years, who has seen it? It has been extinct for many years."

"The old soil can't be seen now, but it doesn't mean there is no deep space." The old colleague smiled.

Wang Xuan keenly noticed that what he mentioned was deep space, not nova, and he felt the subtlety.

The old colleague vigorously lifted the fishing rod, and shook his head regretfully. The fish ran away and failed to catch. He continued: "In the past ten years, some people have obtained some of these strange things. Although the amount is not much, it has also caused quite a disturbance. , um, some people even discovered the ground fairy grass, but it's a pity that they couldn't pick it."

Wang Xuan flipped through the book quickly, and found the page of Earth Immortal Grass. The description of it is really fascinating. Taking one plant can prolong life by two hundred years.

"So, there are people on Xinxing who are going crazy. Two hundred years of life is equivalent to two new births for ordinary people. However, the old guy in the chaebol, the head of the life research institute, etc. are all going crazy. action."

Wang Xuan's mood was indeed ups and downs, but he soon became vigilant again. This old man loves "fishing" the most, so he might not have a good idea now, right?

"It sounds like it's quite lively over there. Your old man gave me such a book, and then told me these things, to whet my appetite. What do you want to do? Tell me!"

"Young people nowadays have a lot of thoughts. It's not like our era, where they were all innocent and good boys. You, you think too much." The old colleague shook his head, then pulled the fishing rod suddenly, and finally caught a... soft-shelled turtle .

"Go, what's the mess, I'm fishing!" The old man took off the soft-shelled turtle and threw it away. In his words, it looked like it had just been released not long ago. It was half dead and not a tonic.

"The number of places to go to Xinxing is very tight, young people, you have to work hard." Just before returning, an old colleague said this.

However, ever since he finished hearing these things from him, Wang Xuan was a little wary of him, and murmured a little, even if he wanted to go to Xinxing, it would be better to bypass his old colleagues.

When he returned home at night, he practiced old techniques, pondered about feather stones, and also thought of the exotic flowers and plants and various minerals mentioned in the book.

"Study Taoism during the day and practice old techniques at night. This kind of life is not bad. I will consider going to Xinxing after a while. I will see if I can find feather fossils in the near future."

There is a thousand-year-old temple outside this city, and Wang Xuan is going to visit it soon.

Tomorrow Saturday, he plans to go home early in the morning to see his parents, the distance is not very far, he goes back almost once every two weeks.

"There is a mountain over my house. There seems to be some legends, and it seems to be related to some fairy girl." Wang Xuan's heart moved. Although he can't go to the thousand-year-old temple for the time being, he can go to the mountain when he returns home.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes. On this night, Wang Xuan had a nightmare. He dreamed of a woman with white clothes and red shoes, long hair hanging loose, and two lines of blood on her beautiful face. She kept approaching him, almost touching his face. , woke him up.

He has been sleeping soundly since the practice, and has never had a nightmare again, but today is a bit weird.

Wang Xuan adjusted his breathing, let himself meditate, and soon fell asleep again. However, he woke up an hour later, feeling the wind blowing on his face, and dreamed again of the female sorcerer with two lines of blood and tears hanging on her face.

He realized that something was wrong, that he was in big trouble, and he had never believed it, but the reality was that he dreamed about the woman when he fell asleep.

"Looks like I won't be able to go home tomorrow." He didn't even know what was going on, he didn't want to go back hastily, he seemed to be contaminated with something bad.

This night, Wang Xuan fell asleep again and again, and woke up again and again, until dawn, he immediately contacted his old colleague Chen Yongjie, he felt that Aoki could not help.

"There is such a thing?" The old colleague was very serious, but he didn't believe it, because as a senior explorer, he had personally experienced some abnormal events, and he still couldn't explain them clearly.

"Don't worry, I'll get someone to send you a talisman paper later. It was drawn by an old Taoist priest who has lived for more than a hundred years. It is very useful."

The old colleague did what he said, and someone delivered it in the afternoon.

However, in the middle of the night, that disturbing and weird phenomenon reappeared, and the so-called Daoist talisman paper burned directly, almost igniting Wang Xuan's bedding and his hair, making him stare helplessly.