Medical Brocade Concentric

Qin Lang was a little relieved, but suddenly disgusted: "Don't mention her!"

Su Jin smiled: "Okay, don't mention her!"

This mountain scenery is more quiet and beautiful than the mountain behind Fuling Temple. Su Jin couldn't help slowing down, holding Qin Lang's hand and said: "You don't have to feel guilty, it's normal for accidents to be unpredictable! I don't believe me Fate is so unlucky, even if there is a small storm, it will definitely be turned into good luck!"

Qin Lang: "A Jin has not been frightened, and I have no fear in my heart, so I am relieved!"

"Of course not, am I such a timid person?"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Su Jin discussed with Qin Lang a few words about the origins of those people, and then complained that Boss Lu was really lucky.

He also said that the way they invited doctors was too rough and arrogant, Qin Lang asked them to go to the north to join the army, and it was very satisfying to suffer so much. If you really get ahead in the future, you can also ask them to repay the grace of saving your life today, no matter how you count it, it will not be a loss

Thinking of this made her feel much more comfortable.

Qin Lang laughed when he heard it, and followed her words to answer a few words.

But he understood somewhat in his heart that they were likely to succeed.

If it was someone else, it would have been impossible to rob Su Jin within such a short distance from him, almost under his nose, even if his vigilance had not been raised to the highest level at that time.

But after tracking down the cave all the way and seeing Mu Tong and Xiao Xi, Qin Lang understood in his heart.

He knew these two people in his last life. They were one of the best and most famous trump card scouts in the northern army. They were good at hiding and tracking, and they were as cunning as foxes. The old way of the time should not be underestimated.

You must know that excellent scouts depend on the sky for their food. Without this talent, it is difficult to be outstanding.

If it were the two of them, it would be no wonder that they were able to take Ah Jin away without defending themselves.

But there were no Lu Sandao and Lu Dali in the last life. If Ah Jin hadn't rescued him, Lu Sandao would have died in a few days, right?

As for Lu Dali, most likely he would have died due to some other reason. In the end, only Xiao Xi and Mu Tong survived and made their mark.

It was precisely because he recognized Xiaoxi and Mu Tong that Qin Lang let them go so easily and let Su Jin save Lu Sandao's life. It's not like kicking him to end it.

In this life, since Lu Sandao survived, maybe Lu Dali can also survive. Although he didn't know how Xiaoxi and Mu Tong decided to go to the north to join the army in the last life, but he didn't mind giving them a hint on this matter.

The four of them went to the north together, presumably the chances of getting ahead would be greater, right?

With his daughter-in-law's dishonesty, she wants to go for a walk in the South China Sea and the North this day, so maybe she will go to the North one day? It wouldn't be a bad thing for him to say hello to them in advance.

Anyway, it's easy!

The two returned the same way and entered the temple from the back mountain gate of Fuling Temple.

"Brother Zhao is impatient, let's go down the mountain!" Su Jin rubbed his stomach, and he was also a little hungry.

I didn't eat lunch, it's at least four o'clock in the afternoon!

Qin Lang was very considerate: "At this time, the small vendors who sell food at the foot of the mountain may have closed their stalls. Why don't we eat something casually in the temple? It's all vegetarian, and the taste must not be as good as at home."

There is often game at home, and Zhao Dashan often goes to the city to buy ingredients. Although his daughter-in-law can't cook, she can casually name various dishes with rich recipes, some of which he has never heard of in his previous life.

Pianmao's sister-in-law is very good at cooking, she can cook anything my daughter-in-law can tell. Over time, the family's appetite was lost.

Su Jin was hungry at the moment, when Qin Lang mentioned food, how could he hold back, swallowed his saliva and said hesitantly: "But this is a Buddhist pure land, will you make us noodles?"

Qin Lang laughed and said: "What is there to refuse? The Buddha is merciful and will definitely be willing! Besides, we are not eating the overlord's meal. We just want to add a few more sesame oil money to thank the Buddha!"

Su Jin made him laugh: "Sounds so reasonable! Let's find someone to ask where the kitchen is!"

Come on, don't look for it! An acquaintance is here.

In the morning, the young monk who led them to visit the temple and enjoy the scenery just appeared from the opposite side.

Su Jin stepped forward with a smile on his face, but the little monk was so frightened that his legs trembled and his lips trembled.

"You, you, how, how, will you be, be here!"

The frightened little monk couldn't even finish his sentence.

These words are really not pleasant, in exchange for Qin Lang's cold eyes.

It's all these useless things. With him by his company, Ah Jin was taken into captivity. He didn't even have time to make a sound.

Su Jin was funny, and winked at the little monk: "We are enjoying the scenery in the back mountain, and we will come back naturally after enjoying the scenery, where is it?"

Qin Lang pulled Su Jin over: "We didn't have lunch, we're a little hungry, take us to the kitchen, let's make some ready-made!"

Qin Lang was not polite when he ordered, and he didn't forget to put a piece of silver worth about two coins into the little monk's hand.

The trembling little monk was successfully soothed by the heavy two-coin silver in his hand, and nodded, "You guys, follow, follow me!"

He doesn't believe the nonsense about enjoying the scenery from the back mountain! Although he was full of curiosity, he wisely didn't ask too many questions.

It’s great that this Mrs. Qin is all right! That way he wouldn't feel uneasy.

Amitabha, Buddha bless

The chef in the kitchen was very kind. I don't know what the little monk said to him. Soon, two bowls of plain noodles were served to Su Jin and Qin Lang with a smile.

Although it is plain noodles, it is dotted with fresh and green rapeseed, thinly sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms, fungus, and spring bamboo shoots, covering the snow-white noodles. More appetite.

The noodles of this era are made of flour produced in the most primitive ecological environment. The natural wheat flavor is full, the entrance is smooth and chewy, and the vegetables are delicious. The craftsmanship is greatly appreciated.

The little monk had already sat aside with his chin propped up and secretly observed Su Jin for a long time, trying to see something different.

It turned out that there was no difference, and I almost suspected that the accident in the morning was my hallucination?

Seeing that they had finished eating, the little monk came back to his senses and heaved a sigh of relief. He smiled and sent off the guests tactfully. It was getting late and there were almost no pilgrims in the temple.

Qin Lang gave him a cold look, and he immediately shrank his neck in fright.