Fragrance Returned

The old monk took a sip of tea and said, "This is all what I said. The female donor will go back and think about it slowly. The female donor and Zhu are both smart people, and they will definitely think it through."

Ding Xiang said hurriedly, "I'm not asking about things in the world. I want to ask Master, there are no purple gourds in this world..."

The old monk's eyes suddenly widened, and he was so excited that the tea in his hand spilled a few drops.

He hurriedly put down the tea bowl, leaned forward and asked, "Has the little donor seen Calabash Ginseng, or should the female donor have Calabash Ginseng in her hand?"

This expression and style are not like those of a high monk.

Ding Xiang wondered, "You are an eminent monk. Can't you tell by just counting with your fingers?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "Ashamed, Lao Ne's cultivation is still shallow. There are some people and things that cannot be counted. For example, gourd ginseng is a spiritual thing and has not appeared in the world so far." He took a serious look at Lilac and said, " Does the little donor own this thing?"

Even Master Mingyuan didn't calculate that the Purple Gourd would definitely be better than the Purple Dragon Slough and Sea Blue Pearl. If I tell you, will I get into trouble? If you don't say it, I don't know what's the use...

While Ding Xiang was thinking about it, the old monk said again, "If the little benefactor has this thing, give some to Lao Ne. Not only will Lao Ne tell you what gourd ginseng can do, but he will also give the little benefactor two prescriptions about purple dragon slough. . In addition, the female benefactor must not tell anyone about these two God-given things, especially the gourd ginseng, as this will bring disaster."

Ding Xiang thought for a moment and then said, "Yes, I have a purple gourd, but I don't know if it is the gourd ginseng that the master mentioned."

Master Mingyuan said, "I heard from Master that gourd ginseng is about five inches long, dark purple, with a few roots at the bottom, and a gourd mouth as big as a gourd. It tastes sweet and slightly bitter, similar to ginseng, without the earthy smell. Specifically, it grows in Where, Master Lao Na doesn’t know.”

Ding Xiang knew clearly that the purple gourd in her hand was Calabash Ginseng.

Master Mingyuan added, "Nowadays, many people are keen on practicing elixirs and dream of immortality. Immortality is impossible for a flesh and blood body. But according to legend, there is indeed something in this world that can extend life and bring people back to life, and that is Calabash Ginseng.

"After the age of ten and before the age of sixty, no matter what the reason is when a person is about to die, eating calabash ginseng can extend his life by five to twenty years. The younger the life span, the longer it will be. A person can only eat it once in his life. The second It will be useless once. If the person who eats ginseng is young and can cure the disease within the time limit, he can live longer."

Lilac's eyes bulged into bull's eyes, and her little mouth opened into an O.

This is the elixir.

Ding Xiang's mind was not clear, and she stared at the monk blankly.

The old monk added, "The little benefactor went back and divided the gourd ginseng into fifteen equal parts, from the mouth of the bottle to the bottom of the bottle. One piece at a time is enough. Eating more is useless and may even be counterproductive."

Meaning, a purple gourd can bring fifteen people back to life. The old monk wanted five, but he had ten left.

The old monk wanted five out of fifteen. He was too cruel.

Lilac has chest pain. He pouted and said, "Master, I paid for that with my life. You, old man, just want one third of it with your words. Isn't that kind of you?"

The old monk also felt that he was quite greedy, and said with a blushing face, "The little donor doesn't know something. There are so many dignitaries who want to get to know Lao Na, but Lao Na is too shy to pay attention to him. The little donor is familiar with Lao Ne and will not suffer any loss in the future. knew."

It means that he is an eminent monk, and Ding Xiang bribed him, and the benefits will come later.

At this point, Ding Xiang had no choice but to admit it.

I dare not deny it.

Ding Xiang said, "Okay, next time I go to Puguang Temple, I will bring five items to the master."

The old monk looked delighted. He studied ink, picked up a pen, and wrote a piece of paper and handed it to Ding Xiang, "This is the prescription for Zilongshen." He counted it with his fingers and said, "The female donor will be able to return in about three years." Jing, Lao Ne is waiting."

Ding Xiang was delighted, does this mean that the Su family can be brought down in three years? And he used the word "hui" to figure out her life experience.

What an old half-immortal.

The goal was achieved today and exceeded expectations. Although I gave up a lot of good things, it was still worth it.

Ding Xiang smiled and took the prescription, put it in her purse, stood up and left.

She walked out of the meditation room, and the dazzling sunlight made her squint her eyes.

Going to the Zen monastery to meet the eminent monk is as mysterious and tense as going to the Kunlun Mountains to meet the gods.

Lilac is still happy. I am truly blessed to have the rarest gourd ginseng and purple dragon slough in the world at the same time.

I want to give Feifei a lot of benefits when I go back.

In the small pavilion in front, the young monk is meditating with his eyes closed. There were flowers all around, and the red peonies made his face even paler.

I wonder if this child has been poisoned by some intractable poison, and if he is the one Master Mingyuan wants to detoxify.

Ding Xiang cleared her throat, and the little monk opened his eyes, stood up with a smile, and walked over.

Ding Xiang took his hand and walked out of the back door.

Ding Zhuang was waiting anxiously when he saw his granddaughter coming out and stepped forward happily.

"Xiangxiang."

Ding Xiang smiled at him and said, "Please wait a moment."

She stretched out her hand to Ling'er, "Give me the purse you brought today."

Ling'er was very puzzled, so she took out her purse from her arms and gave it to Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang took it, took out a few pieces of broken silver and returned it to her, pointed to the round buckle on it and said to the young monk, "See, this kind of button is easier to fasten than the buckle and belt. Open it like this, buckle it like this . Show this purse to the clothes makers and ask them to use this round buckle instead of the belt. Then you won’t have to worry about the clothes being difficult to fasten.”

The buttons are made of wood and covered with cloth. Ding Xiang sometimes likes to use this kind of buttons to make purses or shoelaces, and Ling'er learns from it.

Hong Yi is not yet five years old and is slow to tie his belt. He is a disciple of Mingyuan, and the clothes maker will definitely satisfy him.

The young monk took the purse, buttoned and unbuttoned it, then unbuttoned it again, and said with a smile, "It is indeed much more convenient."

Ding Xiang touched his bald head and said, "Goodbye, brother. I will go to Puguang Temple to see you in the future."

The young monk showed reluctance and said, "Almsgiver Ding, remember that you must visit the poor monk."

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "I must remember that if I don't go, I will be a puppy."

The young monk said seriously, "No matter whether Donor Ding comes to see the poor monk or not, the poor monk does not want Donor Ding to turn into a puppy."

What a kind child.

Ding Xiang pinched his little face and left with Ding Zhuang and others.

When she reached the corner and turned around, the little monk was still standing there alone, looking at her.

Ding Xiang waved to him, then turned and left.

As soon as a few people left Guangling Temple, a voice came from behind, "Little sister, wait a minute."

Ding Xiang turned around inadvertently, and the beautiful girl who laughed with her in the Dharma Hall chased after her.

Ding Xiang stood down, "Sister, did you call me?"

The girl looked at Lilac and said gratefully, "Thank you."

She put a handkerchief into Lilac's hand, and was urged away by the two women who caught up with her, and got into a carriage parked far away.