The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Early morning in mid-December.

Li Yi yawned and walked out of the room. It had just finished raining outside, the small courtyard was pattering, and a thin layer of white mist appeared in the mountains.

"Son, it will be the new year in a few days. You call your dad to buy some sesame candies, cakes or something to sacrifice to the Stove King when he comes back."

At this time, Li's mother came out of the room, and the company that Uncle had been in a hurry recently had to stop as the Spring Festival approached. She no longer leaves early and returns late like in the past, busy with her father.

In fact, as far as Li Yi knew, Mother Li couldn't help much when she went to the factory, at most she brought tea and water to sort out the documents. Back then, poor Li’s mother dropped out of school before graduating from primary school. Over the years, the biggest learning achievement was literacy and arithmetic.

But she also enjoys it, and the company is not without idle jobs, and she can create one if she doesn't have one.

"And go to your uncle's house for dinner on New Year's Eve this year."

Although the Li family is not a particularly united family, they usually gather for dinner on days like the Spring Festival and New Year's Eve. Especially when there is an elder like the second uncle, relatives who have run far away have to rush back to have a look.

"OK."

Li Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed his father, with complicated thoughts in his heart, and he couldn't stop flooding when he heard some memories from Xiaonian.

This is how people live for a long time. It is easy to recall the past after experiencing too many festivals like this. Not the festival itself, but the people who spend it with you.

There is also a festival similar to the Spring Festival in the practice world, which is called the first year there. Every time this festival comes, the common people will hold a grand festival celebration, and every household eats dough balls similar to glutinous rice balls.

When he was a mortal, Li Changsheng's family was impoverished in order to support him to study, and in the first year he could only eat a mouthful of dry food at most. As for the various delicacies prepared for the festival, of course there are none, but Li Changsheng can eat them every year.

Because Wei Xi would secretly bring it out from home for herself.

Entering the practice world, Li Changsheng still has the habit of celebrating ordinary festivals every New Year's Day. He would find a village or town at random, and someone would treat him to dough balls. He found that every few hundred years, the method of batter has slight changes, and the taste is also different. Some places like to add some local specialties, some like to eat sweet, and some like to eat spicy.

At that time, it was Xue Ye who celebrated the festival with me. At first, the peerless genius of Jianzong didn't care about ordinary festivals at all, and just followed him. Later, she gradually realized the joy in it. Although she didn't say it explicitly, Li Changsheng could still feel her joy.

Later, perhaps because of myself, I always called the first year the Spring Festival, and it was gradually called the Spring Festival in the first year of the ordinary world, and New Year's Eve was born accordingly.

Later, I lived with the rabbit, the old Taoist priest, and the monk, but most of the time, the old Taoist priest and the monk had something to do, or they practiced in retreat, only myself and the rabbit. There is a festival once a year, and the rabbit probably has that time to accompany him.

On the night of New Year's Eve, the Moon Palace will hold a grand banquet. At first it was a small gathering of the four of them. Later, their reputation became more and more famous, and it gradually became the largest banquet in the practice world, known as Guanghan Banquet.

Li Changsheng is not a stingy person, he is a guest, and he can have a bite of glutinous rice balls on New Year's Eve.

With the blessing of Shixian's name, the mundane festival of the Spring Festival has been promoted in the practice circle. It is too difficult for most monks to celebrate once a year, so the Spring Festival in the practice world is generally once every 10 years.

The Guanghan banquet has also become once every 10 years, with separate seats and inner seats. Regardless of their status or background, even ordinary beggars can eat as long as they come to the Moon Palace as guests. The inner seats belonged to a small gathering of Li Changsheng and the others, and the food was the same as the outer seats, but the people who could sit inside were all powerful in the eyes of outsiders.

Later, after the death of the old monk and the old Taoist priest, only the rabbit was left to celebrate the festival with him, and after the death of the rabbit, no one was left to celebrate the festival with him.

Li Changsheng didn't spend any more holidays, and he didn't go to the Moon Palace either. The festival is not the point, the point is the people who celebrate with him.

Now that everyone is back, this year's New Year's Eve should not be deserted.

Li Yi began to look forward to the festival after a long absence.

beep beep.

【Hello. 】

After getting through the phone, Li Yi said, "Dad, it's time to prepare for the new year. When you come back, buy some sesame candy, cakes or something to sacrifice to the Stove King."

[I see, do you have anything to eat? 】

"Pig feet."

【Then I will buy some soybeans and pig's feet tonight. 】

After hanging up the phone, Li Yi walked out of the house and walked towards the vegetable field. At this time, a big yellow dog was patrolling the vegetable field. Many animals gather on the surrounding bushes and bushes, peeping at the lettuce in the vegetable field, but they dare not take half a step.

The big yellow dog walked around the vegetable field step by step with its head held high, like a fierce tiger.

Nine layers of qi training, the breath is strong, and it should be able to build a foundation in a few days.

For the Yaozu, it is to condense the demon core, remove the throat bone, and speak human language. Of course, this is the division of monsters by human beings. In fact, monsters have different realms due to different races. Some big monsters are as ignorant as wild beasts with their Golden Core cultivation base, and some monsters can speak human words after refining Qi.

Suddenly, the big yellow dog noticed Li Yi's arrival, and his head-high posture collapsed instantly. His tail flicked wildly, his tongue stuck out, and he looked like a dog licking his face.

"How are you taking care of the ginseng?" Li Yi touched the dog's head, the big yellow dog barked a few times, and then ran to the middle of the field.

In the center there is an open space with a diameter of three meters, except for a few ginseng leaves, there are no weeds on it.

Li Yi squatted down and looked at this ginseng carefully. The vitality in it was a bit stronger than when it was just delivered, but the leaves were a little shriveled. Obviously, the concentration of aura in this place could not meet its requirements.

"It seems that a simple gathering array should be set up."

This is the main medicine for parents to change their lives against the sky in the future, and he still has to pay attention to one or two. If you can't choose any more powerful genius treasure in the future, you can only consider refining Seotian Fortune Pill.

Duotian Haohua Pill is an ancient pill he obtained, which can completely change a person's aptitude, even a useless person without any sense of aura can become a genius. If it is taken by a genius, it can also make its path smoother.

For example, if geniuses like Qingxuan and Monk are eaten, they should be able to reach the level of Xue Ye.

And this kind of elixir requires thousands of years of ginseng as the main medicine, and it is compounded with thousands of years of precious medicine.

Ten-thousand-year ginseng does not really have to grow for ten thousand years, but to reach the medicinal properties of ten thousand years, which is the legendary ginseng essence. Li Yi had refined a Daotian Fortune Pill in his previous life. Only then did he know that the real difficulty is not collecting medicinal materials, but that being struck by lightning during the process is equivalent to crossing the sky.

Its difficulty is equivalent to that of God Transformation Tribulation, but fortunately Li Changsheng is used to being struck by lightning.

"The aura within a ten-mile radius should be enough, but if you can't take away all the aura, then get one point for each of the 30-mile radius."

Li Yi's fingers retracted and stretched irregularly, and the movement of each finger affected the spiritual energy in a radius of dozens of miles.

Now the cultivator is still struggling to absorb the spiritual energy in the environment, and it is like a plaything in his hands, coming and going as soon as he wants it.

With the palm slightly pressed down, the aura gathers and disperses, forming an invisible cyclone.

Covering a radius of 30 miles, the gathering spirit array covering the entire Yucheng was formed quietly. There are no formation flags, no formation eyes, and spiritual energy is gathered in a form that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

For a while, Hanshuipo seemed to be a treasure land, which could gather aura naturally.

It is not uncommon for Li Yi that one method can pass all methods, and forming an array in the void is not uncommon for Li Yi. If in the previous life he wanted to set up a spirit-gathering formation covering tens of kilometers, he would have to throw a few stones up and down as the formation's eyes, which is not necessary in today's environment.

As long as the Tao is deep enough, it is not impossible to cover hundreds of miles with every move.

Although Li Yi hasn't tried it, he should be able to do it if he is given the mana of the Nascent Soul Stage, or the peak of Jindan.

The aura gathers, and the ginseng leaves relax slightly to absorb the gathered aura.

"It's time to go to work, and I have to find a mouse nest in the afternoon."

Li Yi got up and left, walked all the way down the mountain, and arrived at his clinic 15 minutes later.

From a distance, I saw an old man sitting at the door of the health center. She was wearing a ragged padded jacket, her hands were covered with frostbite, and her face was covered with faint corpse spots.

Within 10 steps, there was a faint smell.

This is Li Yi's first patient and also his largest "supplier" of eggs. Basically, an egg will be delivered to him every two days, regardless of whether he is sick or not.

The reason is previous medical expenses.

From the mouths of other patients, I learned that she is a widowed old man, and her name is Old Woman He in the village. Mrs. He originally had a son who died in a car accident. Because the family owed more than 100,000 yuan, the daughter-in-law ran away not long after, leaving only a few-year-old grandson behind.

The old lady He spent more than ten years picking up trash while taking her grandson to pay off the money. Now her grandson is in high school, and she is alone at home.

Seeing Li Yi, Mrs. He stood up from the ground with difficulty.

"Doctor, my body has suddenly been very cold since yesterday morning. It doesn't matter how much I wear. Can you help me treat it? I will definitely pay back the medical expenses in the future."

Li Yi glanced at her and said, "It's normal for you to be cold now, and ordinary medical skills can't cure it."

The old man is dead, and now he is just a corpse, acting with strong obsession.

Then either the dead body will change, or it will rot and die.

Seeing that Mrs. He doesn't have much yin energy on her body, it's most likely the latter. With this level of yin energy, it is impossible to become a living corpse in her previous life, and there is a high probability that she is still able to move because of the influence of Wangchuan.

Li Yi has been investigating Moyuan for the past few days, and after searching for a long time, he can only detect a little breath from Wangchuan, which is scattered here and there. This made him suspect that the Moyuan was not the original Moyuan, to be precise, it was not like the Bodhi Realm.

Moyuan in the previous life was smashed into pieces by him after decades of time.

Today's Moyuan is most likely the reincarnation of the demon inside, and then mixed with Wangchuan, describing the current situation.

The specific situation remains to be studied.

"come in."

When he walked into the clinic, the door was unlocked. It wasn't a thief, but he didn't lock the door himself. The door of the clinic has been around for some years, and every time you open it, you need to find the right angle, so he doesn't lock it.

Li Yi asked old lady He to sit on a chair, and took out silver needles to prick her various acupuncture points to inject some spiritual energy, so that she could die more comfortably.

Old lady He said hoarsely, "Doctor, am I dying soon?"

"Life and death are up to fate, and no one can stop the one who should come." Li Yi replied without hesitation. He has seen too many dying patients after practicing medicine for so many years.

His superb medical skills are not enough to save everyone. Some people are not sick, but their time has come.

Old lady He belongs to this category, but due to the sudden change in the current environment, she still doesn't know that she is dead.

"Doctor, I had this feeling the night before yesterday. My chest was stuffy and my eyelids were heavy. I was afraid that I would die if I closed my eyes. I haven't slept for the past two days. My grandson will be back in a few days. If you go to a key high school and rank among the best, you will definitely be able to enter a university in the future."

The old lady He began to talk to herself, and the warmth in her body made her feel relieved from the bottom of her heart.

"He said that he would earn money and take me to live in the city. My grandson is very good. Why doesn't his mother want him? If I leave, what should he do alone?"

The more I talked, the heavier my eyelids became, and my consciousness gradually became blurred. The cold completely disappeared and was replaced by warmth, as if returning to spring.

"Doctor, can I see my grandson one more time, and die after the young year?"

The old lady He looked up at what Li Yi asked, which was not something a doctor could do at all.

The movements in Li Yi's hands paused for a few seconds, and then he sighed slowly: "Yes."

In principle, he does not interfere with the life and death of patients, but he does not want to put shackles on himself. If he can do what he can, he still wants to see happiness.

Maybe in the end, the son wanted to raise him but he didn't want to be loved, but at least we met each other.

"I promise you three days of life."

Everyone has their own life, and no one can save it when the time comes, but he can.

Li Yi made people die at the fifth watch, and no one would let her go at the third watch.

After speaking, the silver needle in his hand burst into a soft aura, gathering wisps of vitality, piercing into the old man's eyebrows, and sinking straight into it.

Reverse Life Nine Layers has the ability to bring the dead back to life, but this resurrection has a time limit.

"Thank you doctor, I feel much better."

Old lady He's complexion was rosy, and the corpse spots on her face disappeared. She took a few homegrown eggs out of her pocket and put them on the table, then staggered out of the clinic.

"Three eggs have a three-day lifespan, even the Hades dare not do that." Li Yi weighed the eggs and put them in his pocket.

Then several patients came one after another. At noon, Li Yi closed the door and went home. After lunch, the second uncle came here excitedly.

"Xingguo! Xingguo! I... I succeeded, I blow out the artistic conception!"

The second uncle has a ruddy complexion and a radiant look, not at all like an old man who is nearly 80 years old.

Li Yi glanced at him, and there was a spiritual energy in the second uncle's body, which seemed to be surrounded by rhythm.

"Congratulations."

"Xingguo, let me play for you."

"No, I still have things to do now." Li Yi shook his head, then walked into the room, got into bed, got into bed, rested his head on the cloud, and closed his eyes slightly.

Seeing him rejecting the second uncle, he became anxious immediately, and followed him into the room.

"What are you doing in bed?"

"Go and talk to the City God."

Li Yi stopped answering, and let out a slight snort as if he was really asleep.