Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

It took him a long time to finish his words, but he didn't get any response.

Yang Xiaobao froze for a moment, not knowing what happened, and asked, "Mountain God, are you still there?"

no answer.

"Grandpa Mountain God, are you still there?" Yang Xiaobao called again.

Still no reply.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, knowing that the other party didn't want to talk to him.

The temper is really weird enough.

Yang Xiaobao shook his head, stuffed the bronze mirror into his pocket, kowtowed a few times on the futon, stood up and left the mountain temple, and walked down the mountain.

When he reached the mountainside, he heard the sound of rushing water.

Yang Xiaobao froze for a moment, knowing that he had reached the waterfall.

He thought of the flower in the pond.

I don't know what happened to the flower now.

With the bronze mirror in the future, there is no need to come here to absorb the energy it radiates.

Yang Xiaobao suddenly had an impulse: he wanted to look under the pond, and absorb the energy emitted by that flower again.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao walked towards the waterfall.

Because it was noon, there would be no one here at all.

Yang Xiaobao came to the edge of the pool, jumped straight into the Tan water.

Because he has been here many times, he is very familiar with the road.

After sinking to the bottom of the pool, he found where the flower was.

But seeing the flower, he froze.

It should be said that what he saw was a withered flower.

This was beyond Yang Xiaobao's imagination.

He never expected that the flower would wither so quickly.

Why wither?

Was it withered because he got the bronze mirror given by the mountain god?

Or is it because of the withering of the flower that the mountain god gave himself this bronze mirror?

Looking at this withered flower, Yang Xiaobao was very disappointed.

He stretched out his hand to caress the flower, trying to see if he could input energy to revive it.

Unexpectedly, he just came across this flower, and the flower turned into dust and disappeared into the water.

Yang Xiaobao sighed secretly, knowing that he was powerless, he kicked his feet and paid for the water.

Back on the shore, he wrung out his clothes and left the pool.

All this is like a dream.

But the heavy bronze mirror in his pocket told Yang Xiaobao that this was definitely not a dream, but a reality.

"Why did the mountain god give himself this bronze mirror? What does he mean by saying it will be useful in the future?"

Yang Xiaobao returned home with many doubts.

This night, it happens to be the moon.

After waiting for Su Guihua and Liumei to sleep, Yang Xiaobao took out the bronze mirror and walked into the yard.

He pointed the side that can illuminate people upwards, aiming at the moon like a jade plate.

A strange thing happened!

Yang Xiaobao saw that the moonlight was like water flowing down from the sky, continuously "flowing" into the bronze mirror.

And this copper mirror, the dim yellow mirror surface, suddenly became as bright as a lamp.

However, this situation did not last long.

Just one or two minutes later, the beam of light from the moon to the bronze mirror suddenly disappeared.

But the bronze mirror was still so bright that it illuminated the entire courtyard like daytime.

Yang Xiaobao was very surprised and put his hand on the bronze mirror.

He felt that energy poured into his body from the bronze mirror quickly.

Not long after, his body was filled with energy.

And that bronze mirror became the original appearance again.

This is amazing!

Yang Xiaobao almost jumped up excitedly.

In the future, as long as the moon rises at night, he can absorb energy.

It was much better than jumping into a pool of water to absorb the energy of that flower.

And he could feel that the energy pouring into his body from this bronze mirror was much deeper than the energy spent in the water.

Yang Xiaobao returned to the bedroom, put the bronze mirror in his pocket, and was so excited that he didn't fall asleep for a long time.

The next day, Yang Xiaobao talked to Su Guihua, and then drove to Chuncheng.

Su Guihua was used to Yang Xiaobao's frequent trips to major cities, so she didn't say anything.

When they arrived in Chuncheng, as soon as they entered the door of Lanxuan Restaurant, they saw Mr. Yin and Yin Rui sitting in the hall.

When they saw Yang Xiaobao coming in, they immediately stood up and greeted him.

"I was just nagging when you would arrive, but I didn't expect it to be here." Mr. Yin said with a smile.

Knowing that they were waiting for him, Yang Xiaobao quickly thanked them.

The three walked into Yin Rui's office, and Yin Rui made tea for Yang Xiaobao herself.

"Xiaobao, the main reason for letting you come to Spring City this time is to thank you." Yin Rui brought the tea to Yang Xiaobao and said, "If it wasn't for you, our Lanxuan restaurant would really be closed."

"Boss Yin, I said yesterday that we are a win-win situation, so you don't have to be polite."

"Actually, there is one more thing that needs your help."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.

Yin Rui turned her head to look at Yin Wannian, as if she wanted Yin Wannian to speak.

Yin Wannian coughed and said, "Xiaobao, last time I went to Shitou Village, I saw that you treated Young Master Xue."

"Oh, that thing..."

Yang Xiaobao still doesn't quite understand what Elder Yin means.

"They all say that you are a well-known miracle doctor in Stone Town, and an old friend of mine is sick, so I want you to go and see him."

"Oh, so that's what happened." Yang Xiaobao nodded, understanding what Yin Wannian meant.

He didn't agree directly, but pondered for a while.

Before Yang Xiaobao could say anything, Yin Wannian said again: "Xiaobao, don't worry, as long as you make him better, you will definitely get the medical expenses. My old friend still has some money at home."

Yin Wannian is very rich, and the friends he made must not be poor.

Yang Xiaobao waved his hand and said, "Old Yin, that's not what I meant."

He went on to say: "I'm just an ordinary village doctor, and I can't cure all diseases."

Yin Wannian laughed and said, "Xiaobao, you are too modest. I, Yin Wannian, have lived my whole life. Who hasn't seen you? The first time I saw you, I thought you were not simple."

Hearing Yin Wannian's words, Yang Xiaobao smiled embarrassedly.

"Xiaobao, just promise my grandpa, otherwise my grandpa will be sad again when he loses a chess friend." Yin Rui said from the side.

Yang Xiaobao finally nodded: "Okay, then I'll go and have a look, if it can't be cured, then there's nothing I can do."

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao agreed, Yin Wannian was very happy.

"Little Treasure, it's very good that you agreed to see it. If it really can't be cured, it's not your problem."

"Then wait until lunch." Yin Rui said, "I asked the chef to prepare the meals. These dishes are still brought from you."

Before noon, Yang Xiaobao discovered that the Lanxuan restaurant was already full, and there were still many people queuing outside.

"Boss Yin, last time you said you would buy other restaurants, how is it going?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.