Qin Yang stretched out his right hand, his face full of sincerity.
Wang Qinian didn't take it seriously, and slowly stretched out his right hand. However, at this time, Wang Qinian showed an embarrassed smile on his face, and slowly withdrew his hand.
On the back of his right hand, there were blisters like malignant sores, and there were still some unhealed blister scars on the palm, which looked quite disgusting.
"The old man forgot, I was poisoned when collecting herbs some time ago, and the sores I developed will infect others"
Qin Yang stared at Wang Qinian's right hand with a questioning expression of Uncle Hei.
Are you kidding me?
I haven't seen these sores just now, why do I have them now?
And it seems that some blisters have healed, and some blisters have not yet burst, which is too real.
"It's okay, the left hand is fine too!" Qin Yang retracted his right hand and immediately extended his left hand.
"The left hand also has it. It was the left hand that was poisoned first." Wang Qinian stretched out his left hand, which seemed to be more serious
Qin Yang withdrew his hand, it was impossible to shake hands.
Qin Yang secretly swears in his heart, this old guy who looks like a mortal, if there is no problem, he dares to take off the hijab of his wedding dress!
I tried my best to test it out, but I just thought that most of the people in the village were a little weird. They were either extremely powerful, or they resisted a slap from a Lingtai monk, but nothing happened.
Who knows what changes will be brought about if they turn their faces directly.
Nine times out of ten, they can't beat these normal-looking farmers and fishermen.
"Brother Qin, pick it, there are other herbs besides this"
Qin Yang nodded and walked to the Mingshen fruit tree. At least it seemed that the elixir itself was fine.
Take out the small wooden shovel, and the moment it touches the Myojin fruit tree, the collection skill will be activated.
With a thought, the skill was activated, and a ray of light enveloped a Myojin fruit tree.
As the halo receded, the Mingshen fruits on the Mingshen fruit tree appeared in Qin Yang's hands.
Take out a wooden box, put these Mingshen fruits inside and put them away.
Qin Yang has been paying attention to Wang Qinian from the corner of his eye. He seems to be a little surprised to see himself using skills to collect, but he has no other reaction.
It doesn't matter whether he has a problem or not, anyway, as long as the elixir itself has no problem.
After picking one, Qin Yang stopped.
"Don't pick any more? We don't know how to use these fruits. It is said that they were planted a long time ago. People in the village can't pick them. There have been no foreigners in the village for many years. You should pick more , just plant some more.¡±
"Isn't that bad?"
"No problem."
Qin Yang smiled shyly, but kept moving his hands.
As long as you can use skills to pick and refine, it proves that the picked fruits belong to you completely, and there is nothing to worry about.
After picking one-third of the picks, Qin Yang stopped in embarrassment.
"That's all"
"It doesn't matter. According to the older generation, some of these fruits will wither in a hundred years, and no one knows how long some of them will grow. If I don't pick them, they will fall into the soil sooner or later."
With a simple smile, Wang Qinian watched Qin Yang pick all the Mingshen fruits in a terraced field in one go, but the smile on his face didn't dissipate, instead, he felt more and more happy.
After picking, Wang Qinian threw a cloth bag over.
"This is the seeds that the old man has collected during his normal life. Brother Qin, you can just plant these seeds."
Qin Yang took the cloth bag, and there were seeds like peach pits inside. He covered it with his palm, but it showed that he couldn't pick it up.
"These seeds are also for me, right?"
"Of course it was given to my younger brother, but after my younger brother leaves, you can also pick it when someone comes later." Wang Qinian nodded indifferently.
The moment Wang Qinian responded, the skill suddenly showed that it could be picked up.
After refining all the seeds, Qin Yang chose another fertile spiritual field on one side and planted these seeds.
When the planting is over, nothing happens, and the seeds are buried in the ground, waiting to germinate in the future.
"It's getting late, Brother Qin, rest in the village for a night, and then leave."
"No, I'm in a hurry."
"Okay then, the old man won't force others."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Qinian said:It's gone.
? Recalling, the biggest suspect before was the village chief, and picking and planting elixir.
The more doubts, the lingering, spreading like the poison of thoughts.
Until new ideas and new doubts appeared, but they did not take root again.
Qin Yang didn't know what to do, so he simply went to the fuck, and solved it in the simplest and rude way.
When in doubt, ask.
Do it if you have an idea.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, try again, pick some more, and plant some more. If this is the case, then the new questions and thoughts that arise later will become inseparable again.
Just solved a question, there will be more later
Qin Yang strode towards the village, the sky began to darken, and the people working outside the village also returned to the village.
At the entrance of the village, I happened to meet the honest husband of Withered Blood Dao Ji.
Qin Yang's eyes lit up, and the curiosity on his face almost exploded.
Pulling Xiao Wang Er aside, Qin Yang asked in a low voice.
"I ask you a question, and you answer it honestly."
"ah¡¡"
"In the evening, you and Iwell, what about my cousin, can you hold her down?"
"What, what?"
"You're so stupid, you just have a son!"
"Ah" The honest man blushed, he hesitated and couldn't speak.
"Why are you ashamed? I'm your cousin. I care about you. If you can't do it, I'll give you a secret recipe. Just tell the truth!"
Xiao Wang faltered, his face was on the verge of burning.
"no?"
Xiao Wang Er nodded with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "Auntie beats me every day because of this"
The anxiety on Qin Yang's face disappeared, and a fleeting idea that was born that day became deeply rooted. It was obviously a bad idea, but it turned into a curiosity that was about to explode.
At this moment, his curiosity was satisfied, Qin Yang let out a long breath, with a hint of sympathy on his face, and patted Xiao Wang Er on the shoulder.
"Cousin-in-law, how can a man say no, and say yes!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com