When he was in the thatched room and smelled the fragrance of food, the old Taoist walked over and removed the rice cooker from the stove, sat the medicine jar on it, and added water. He took out two bowls of rabbit meat and corn rice, put it on the only table in the room, and picked up the remaining pottery jar and placed it under the window outside. When he came back, he knelt on the only mat beside the table and greeted Qin Lang for dinner. Qin Lang glanced at the bare ground, and also knelt on the table and knelt on the table and started eating the rabbit meat and corn rice he was looking forward to.

A mouthful of corn into his mouth, and Qin Lang's expectation instantly dropped to freezing point, bland and tasteless, and there was a fishy smell. I couldn't help but look up at Master Sun, and I saw that our Medicine Prince chewed slowly, as if he was eating with relish. Qin Lang had to endure the fishy smell and stuffed a bowl of rice into his stomach.

After the meal, Qin Lang rushed to clean up the dishes, while Sun Simiao picked up the mat, sat cross-legged at the window outside the door and started meditating, and told Qin Lang that he was adding fire, and the fire was extinguished and he could take medicine by himself.

In fact, Qin Lang clearly felt that his body was much better at this time, and he admired the medicine of Prince Yao. The pain in his throat had basically disappeared, and he probably had no problem speaking. But what could he say to Sun Simiao? Apart from a thank you, Qin Lang must not reveal any of his privacy to others, and Sun Simiao is no exception! He should leave some time to think now. Speaking tomorrow will not be considered a waste of Master Sun’s job!

Go back? I can't go back for a while. As for whether I can go back in the future, only God knows. After all, I can come to this thousand years ago, and maybe there is no hope for going back.

Now I can only wish my relatives safety and health! Qin Lang must consider his background and survival issues, how can he leave a little mark on the Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty!

Zhenguan, His Majesty Li Er killed his brother at the age of 27 and forced his father to abdicate. He was less than 30 years old. It was the time when he was ambitious and planned to show his great fortune. He definitely did not want a monster of unknown origin to appear under his rule, nor would he want to believe any statement of the response of heaven and man.

To put it bluntly, Li Er had long understood that tricks such as the fox in Daze Township and Liu Bang killing white snakes were all lies. Even if Li Er believed in the response of heaven and man, he would pretend to be beneficial to his rule. Otherwise, would he take the lead in eating locusts that just passed last year? He would also let the locust gods only swallow his heart and liver?

In the Tang Dynasty, even if Qin Lang cannot be studied in slices now, it is certain that Guan Qinlang goes into a small dark room, asks you where you are, and pursues the source of your talent. If you cannot explain it clearly, it is possible to be locked until death. If Qin Lang just scattered and waits for death, it may be fine. However, once his talent is too strong and attracts Li Er's attention, it is not a good thing. Do you really scattered and wait for death? Wouldn't you be sorry for these one-in-billion chances?

Qin Lang felt it was so difficult! Others worked hard after crossing the road. In a few years, planes and cannons all came out. But if you want to do something, change your living environment and change the world, why is it so difficult?

What? Rebellion, Qin Lang made the decision to transform the Tang Dynasty himself? What a bullshit idea, there is no need to think about it. Li Er started his business by rebellion. Qin Emperor, Han Wu, Tang Zong, Song Zu, and the genius among human spirits. Li Er will beat Qin Lang in minutes and complain to his mother.

Hide it, stay it, hide it! Only by living it can you live for a long time! Only by living it can you have hope! Let’s wait for it first! The famous ministers and generals of the Zhenguan Dynasty can survive the eighteen rebels and seventy-two smoke and dust. Whoever doubts his IQ and challenges his IQ bottom line will be sure to regret it for life!

Qin Lang, whose heart knot was temporarily untied, sat back on the bed and planned to tidy up the bed. After all, this place would be his future nest. With the character of Master Sun, he should not drive people away.

After lifting the linen on the bed, Qin Lang found that the corner of the bed against the wall was placed with the pockets and kitchen knife he had made after traveling through time. The bag was intact. Alas, I felt sorry for Sun Simiao. This character is worthy of being a master who has left his name in history.

Open my pocket, the sprouts of the potatoes have grown longer. I guess I haven't had enough time to take care of them for the past few days. I feel a little wilted. I feel sorry for this rotten potato now, but it's a priceless treasure. If Li Er knew that Qin Lang was so useless, he would probably chop Qin Lang directly.

The tomatoes are rotten and the peppers are rotten, which doesn’t matter much. Anyway, if you use seeds, you will still count on it for scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the future. Qin Lang, who is not spicy, would be too boring if there is no pepper! On the contrary, the two irrelevant things, coriander root and green onion root, seem to have some green buds emerged, but the watermelon seeds cannot see any changes.

Qin Lang took out these things and put them on the table, thinking about them, and put them on the table. The other Swiss army knives, watches, lighters, etc. were put back into their pockets. He picked up the cigarette box, and only two cigarettes were left. He picked up one and put them under his nose and sniffed them deeply. He put them back in the cigarette box. The only thing with the breath of the 21st century is also a thought. He put them in his pocket and tied them in his pocket. He originally wanted to tie them to his waist, but then put them back to the corner of the bed. Lao Sun's character can no longer be defiled.

I sat at the table and thought for a while, and some things had to fall on Sun Dashen.

Qin Lang walked out and came to Sun Simiao. He also followed Sun Simiao's appearance and sat cross-legged. Looking up at the sky, the sunset dyed the sky red, the green trees red, the green mountains red, and the great god Sun red. He felt that a layer of gold was spread to Sun Simiao's body, and a slight red light was emitted around him.

At this time, Sun Simiao closed his eyes slightly, his hands were folded, and his palms were placed upwards on his legs, making people feel shining and a sensation of getting up and worshiping.

"What a beautiful scenery! I really want to live here and stay for the rest of my life." Qin Lang wanted to cause a topic.

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"Mr. Sun, boy Qin Lang thank you for your two life-saving graces." After that, Qin Lang stood up and knelt down and kowtowed.

Sun Simiao opened his eyes and looked at Qin Lang, and then raised his hand to stop Qin Lang, saying, "Smart boy, guess who the old Taoist is? Don't stick to the common etiquette. Qin boy, sit down with peace of mind. He received a gift from you because the old Taoist discovered that you were worried and depressed. The old Taoist doesn't want to interrupt you and let you do it at will to relieve the depression in your heart. External diseases are easy to treat. The disease of depression in your heart is the most difficult to treat, and you can only guide it with the flow."

"Mr. Sun is kind and kind, and the boy is inexplicably impressed."

"Boy Qin, the old Taoist look on your face. It seems that your heart knot has been dissolved, but there is still a faint feeling of worry between your eyebrows. If you look a little wider, you will pass by it."

"Thank you for your care, but I am worried about your teacher, so I can only leave it to time to resolve it. Speaking of which, I heard that Mr. Sun mentioned by my teacher, and my teacher admired her very much."

"Oh, who is the teacher? After hearing what you said, your teacher seems to be an old friend."

"I dare not deceive Mr. Bury, so that Mr. Hunter knows that before his master passed away, I asked the boy to swear not to name others. In fact, the boy has been following the master for more than three years. The master told the boy that he had provoked too many enemies in his life. After living for so many years, everything was already clear, and he could only be worried about the boy. He had gone out of energy and walked to the end. I am afraid that the boy would mention his name and cause a murderous disaster, so he asked the boy to swear that he would not mention his name from now on, so that the boy would live happily and enjoy the glory of the prosperous times."

"Oh, it's better, death is like a lamp that goes out. He is a disciple of an old friend. He is destined to be. If you need any help from the old Taoist, tell the old Taoist, the old Taoist will definitely help you if you can help. The old Taoist disciples must take care of you with all their heart."

"Thank you, Mr. Sun, maybe, maybe, I really need your help." Qin Lang pretended to be a vague person and said to Sun Simiao.

"Well, boy Qin, you can tell me what kind of help the old Taoist should do. The old Taoist will do its best."

"Sir, please wait a moment. I will come into the house to get some things. Please help me explain it." After saying that, before Sun Simiao could speak, he got up and turned into the thatched house.
Chapter completed!