"That's...okay."

Zhen Shan pursed her lips and smiled, like a blooming gardenia, pure and elegant, bringing the warm spring fragrance to this boring pharmacy and little monk.

It's a pity that Wuchen doesn't know how to appreciate it now. Looking back, there are only scattered memories left.

…

The next morning, because he was going to the mountains, Zhen Shan brought a small package with a few snacks and a spare coat.

She stood by the lotus pond in the back hill, waiting for Wuchen.

Every day, no matter how early Wuchen gets up, when he arrives, he can always see that beautiful figure with a gentle smile.

"Amitabha, donor Zhen, morning."

Zhen Shan took a few steps forward and said, "Good morning, Master Wuchen."

"Let's go."

"Master Wuchen, are you looking for any medicinal herbs when you go to the mountains this time?"

"Exactly, the presiding master has suffered from back pain recently. The poor monk needs a kind of umbrella grass for medicine. However, this kind of grass is difficult to find. You may have to go deep into the mountains to find it."

"I see, is the host master okay?"

"It's nothing serious."

…

The two of them walked all the way to the mountains. Apart from the occasional rest, they didn't stop much.

Only when I encounter some of the more precious medicinal herbs will I stop digging.

"There may be more insects, ants, and snakes on the road below. Donor Zhen brought it along to drive them away."

Wuchen handed Zhen Shan a small medicine bag.

"Thank you, Master Wuchen," Zhen Shan took the medicine bag and smiled lightly.

"Donor Zhen, you're welcome."

Wuchen is truly compassionate and has a Buddhist mind. If he encounters any insects, ants or poisonous snakes along the way, he just uses medicine to disperse them without harming them in the slightest.

If it hadn't been for the emotional test caused by this ancestor who was the reincarnation of the true god, Wuchen would have become a holy monk with profound Buddhist teachings and the ability to save all sentient beings in this life.

Unfortunately, the young monk not only had an unreliable ancestor, but also met her, the enchanting concubine.

Then we have no choice but to enter the world of mortals and have no choice.

"True gods and holy monks, look at this world, where everything has only one color and is as quiet as dead water. Where can there be the colorful purples and reds of the world of mortals, and the wonderful intersection of hundreds of flavors?"

Queer pulled his pigtails and shook his head and said.

Zhen Shan chuckled in his heart, "You little kid, what do you know about the colorful world?"

"My dear, I know a lot of things."

"It's a pity that he is still a stupid boy?" the empress hit her mercilessly.

Queer: "..." Your Majesty is so bad!

When he reached a low slope, Wuchen stopped.

"Master Wuchen?"

"That's the umbrella grass."

Zhen Shan looked in the direction he pointed and saw several small umbrella-shaped green plants growing under a clump of bamboo, with a bunch of white fluffy balls in the center, which were very easy to identify.

"There are usually venomous snakes hanging around the umbrella grass. Donor Zhen, just stand here and let the poor monk pass by."

A strange light flashed across Zhen Shan's eyes, and he nodded obediently, "Okay, Master Wuchen, be careful."

Wuchen nodded lightly and passed by.

Sure enough, when he got close to the umbrella grass, several black poisonous snakes with circles on their bodies that resembled turtle shells suddenly jumped out of the bamboo bushes like lightning, opened their fangs, and bit Wuchen hissingly.

Although Wuchen usually either chants sutras or boils medicine, his skills are very powerful, and he is even faster than those poisonous snakes.

He easily avoided the attacks of several venomous snakes. With a wave of his hand, a burst of white smoke fell over the venomous snakes.

Click, click, click!

Several venomous snakes fell to the ground with a clatter, sticking out their tongues feebly, without any attack power.
Chapter completed!