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From the citizens' whispers, she learned that she had climbed several nearby hills but had not seen a single fairy hair.
She was not too surprised by this result.
If it is so easy to see an immortal, is he still an immortal?
At the same time, he felt secretly delighted because most of the people in the camp were locals from Su City, and they were also eyewitnesses of the immortal's tribulation.
But they searched in the mountains for several days without any results. On the contrary, they, who came here from outside and did not believe in immortals, met an immortal on the first day and had close contact with him.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiling's face suddenly became serious.
Could it be that I am the legendary genius in cultivating immortals?
The immortal was willing to talk to me this morning. Was it to test my virtue and accept me as his disciple after I pass the test?
That must be it!
She was so excited that she couldn't help but say hello to the viewers in the live broadcast room, went off the air, and took out her stuff from her backpack.
After searching for a long time, I remembered that I didn't come here to climb mountains and didn't bring any equipment.
"Fuck, you were careless!"
"Hey!" The curtain of the tent beside her was half-opened from the inside. A middle-aged woman stuck her head out and lowered her voice to remind her, "Girl, keep your voice down. Don't startle the immortal."
This was something Luo Xiling had made up. Of course she knew it was fake, but she didn't refute it out loud. She just smiled apologetically and nodded.
Then he picked up his backpack, stood up and ran out of the mountain in a hurry.
She had to get out of the mountain before dark to buy equipment for climbing.
The middle-aged woman glanced at her back with a worried look in her eyes. It was getting dark, and she hoped that nothing would happen to the little girl walking alone in the mountains at night.
Thinking of this, she prepared to go and say hello to the government officials outside the camp.
Just as she was about to stand up by supporting herself with the wooden board under her buttocks, the light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed. She looked up instinctively and saw the young man with whom she had chatted a few hours ago, looking at her with a smile.
"It's you, you have no place to sleep?
Don't be shy, just stay in my tent for one night."
She got up and walked out of the camp: "A little girl just left the mountain. I'm afraid something has happened to her. I'm going to tell the authorities."
The figure disappeared between the tents. Zhang Mu sat in the tent and looked at the young man lying on the low bed.
After a while, the middle-aged woman lifted the curtain and sat next to him.
Zhang Mu turned his head and looked at her and said, "Auntie is very warm-hearted."
"Hey." She shook her hand. "What kind of warm-heartedness is this? It's just a few steps and a few words. It's not a big deal."
Turning his gaze back to the bed, Zhang Mu chuckled, "Auntie is a good person. It's unreasonable for her to suffer."
"It's all fate." She crossed her legs and looked at her child. "To be honest, my child's father and I have never done anything immoral in our lives.
But the child turned out like this."
Her tone was a little depressed, but she didn't cry or choke. Zhang Mu felt that it was because the child was stupid in the first few years and her tears had dried up.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Mu asked again: "Auntie, if you live in the mountains with your children, will your wallet be able to support you?"
"The food and accommodation are decent, and actually quite cheap, since you don't have to pay for water and electricity in the mountains.
I'm here with my kids, so there's one less person to do the housework.
I told the baby's father to go back to work, because he couldn't handle so much work alone, but the baby's father didn't want to do it, and insisted that an immortal could cure the baby. "
As she said this, she smiled somewhat carefreely: "To be honest, I don't think the immortals will help cure my child."
"Why?" Zhang Mu looked at her curiously.
"I saw they were offering chickens, ducks and fish." The middle-aged woman pointed outside the curtain, "I came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything, not even the statue of the land god.
When I ran over, I saw that they were all setting up an altar. I was so anxious that I had no choice but to run to the woods to pick some fruit.
The tent was a bit crowded, so she moved to the low cabinet beside the bed and bowed with her hands clasped together towards several unknown wild fruits piled on the cabinet and a small crucian carp about the length of a finger that seemed to have been caught in the river.
"Tell me, how can we compare to them?"
"Then auntie still worships?"
"It's just to save some memories."
Zhang Mu said cheerfully: "If an immortal only favors those who offer good offerings, then he is not an immortal."
"Hey!" Auntie turned around and said anxiously, "Don't speak ill of the immortals, or you will be punished!"
Looking at the wound on her forehead that was still oozing blood, Zhang Mu sat down and moved to the front, holding his right hand with the five fingers spread out in front of him. A round-mouthed, big-bottomed white porcelain bottle that looked like the ones in TV dramas that held elixirs appeared out of thin air in his palm.
While the aunt was staring blankly and hadn't reacted, Zhang Mu pulled out the cork and poured the liquid directly into the young man's mouth.
"What, what is this?" Concerned about the child, she ignored the magical scene just now and asked hurriedly.
Zhang Mu threw away the porcelain bottle and smiled without saying anything.
The aunt was anxious and went to help the young man lying on the bed: "Kid, you can't eat, vomit quickly..."
"mom?"
The name that she hadn't heard for a long, long time made her feel a little dazed, as if she was back to more than ten years ago, when the child hadn't been burned stupid.
Am I dreaming?
She looked into the child's eyes.
His eyes, which had been dull for more than ten years, now became clear.
Although there is some naivety and childishness in it, this is normal.
Zhang Mu thought that his aunt had cried all her tears dry, but now they rolled out from her eye sockets, slid down her dark cheeks, and dripped onto the tip of the young man's nose.
"Mom? What's wrong with you? Crying, crying..." The young man said with great difficulty, his expression a little confused, as if he was wondering who the strange voice belonged to.
"Baby, wake up, wake up!" The sobs in her throat could no longer be suppressed and turned into loud crying.
After crying a few times, she suddenly thought of the young man.
This is not a young man at all, he is an immortal who took pity on me and helped me cure my child!
She supported her child and looked for Zhang Mu: "Kid, hurry up and get up to kowtow to the immortal..."
Turning back, she instinctively paused.
He saw that the immortal who had just been behind him had disappeared without a trace. In the crowded tent, there was only a white porcelain bottle rolling on the wooden board, proving that the immortal had indeed been there.
"Good-hearted Immortal!"
She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she picked up the white porcelain bottle, helped the young man out of the tent, and knelt on the gravel beach and kowtowed together.
The noise was quite loud and nearby citizens came running over with unhappy looks on their faces.
Everyone is speaking in a low voice, and you're yelling here. What if you're afraid that the immortal will get angry and run away?
But when they saw the young man's eyes that clearly had God in them, they all stopped unconsciously trying to dissuade him.
After staying in the camp for a few days, they were bored and chatted with each other, and found out about their aunt's situation.
They had also seen the silly child, whose eyes looked like they were carved out of wood, without any light at all.
I heard the aunt who was kneeling and praying kept shouting "good-hearted immortal", how could she not understand what was going on?
"Big sister." A citizen approached and asked in a low voice, "What does a fairy look like?"
He had seen "immortals transcending tribulation", but the immortal was flying too well that day, and even if he zoomed in on his phone's camera to its maximum, he could only see an otherworldly figure from behind.
Now that I know someone is staying in the same tent with an immortal, my curiosity is overwhelming.
"It looks so good!"
The aunt helped the young man up with one hand, and waved the hand holding the white porcelain bottle in front of her, trying to describe the appearance of the immortal to the citizens who had gathered around and were eagerly waiting for her answer.
But after waving her hands for a long time, she didn't know how to describe it because of her limited vocabulary, so she just kept repeating: "It looks really good!"
The ambiguous answer made the citizens who gathered in a circle scratch their heads and get anxious. Someone noticed the white porcelain bottle in her hand and was suddenly shocked.
A bottle containing "magic pills"? Isn't that a magic bottle?
I don’t have any share of the elixir, but I can’t miss out on the elixir bottle.
This person's mind raced, thinking that he must not let other people notice, so he quietly approached the aunt and said, "Sister, come over here, I have something to tell you."
As he said this, he grabbed his aunt's arm and walked towards the corner of the camp, but he was stopped by someone before he took a few steps.
"Good fellow, you want to steal my fairy bottle?"
His face flushed: "What are you talking about? I paid for it!"
"Can you afford to buy a wheel?" The person who stopped him waved his hand and said, "10. I want it."
"10? Who are you trying to embarrass? Is it enough for a needle on my watch?
Big sister, I bought this watch for tens of thousands of dollars. I want to exchange it with you for the fairy bottle."
“Are you kidding me? There is no expert in appraisal, so who knows if the watch is real or fake?
Big sister, don't believe him. Sell me out, I'll ask someone to send me money, one million in cash!"
"It was obviously me who came here first!" The person who was the first to shout shouted, but the people next to him didn't care about first come first served and clamored to increase the price to buy the fairy bottle.
There was a camp in the mountains, and the noise they made sounded like an auction of treasures.
Only the aunt and the young man stood aside, listening to the millions and tens of thousands of numbers that came out of their mouths without even a specific idea of them, with confused looks on their faces.
Chapter 103: Li Yong - When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to miles
Zhang Mu stood on a high slope outside the camp, looking down at the citizens who were crowded together and noisily bidding for porcelain vases.
The white porcelain bottle was bought by him to hold medicine when he was making it in the city of Bala.
I happened to see them in a store, thought they looked nice, and bought a few.
When I first came to the mountains, I thought that the style of using a translucent crystal bottle was not right, so I changed it to a white porcelain bottle.
But throwing it in the tent was indeed a casual act, and the result of an auction was something he didn't expect.
He shook his head with a dumb smile and looked around.