Chapter 433 The water is not deep, and there is a dragon and the spirit

"If there are evil people who are intoxicated, suffer from nightmares and dreams, and they will be frightened, they will be infertile, men will be depressed, women will be in trouble, children will be frightened at night, will be in a state of mind, and will not be exhausted, we can treat them~~"

Li Dandao shouted and walked in the next village.

The dragon girl held an umbrella for Li Dandao because it was raining lightly.

Li Dandao shook the hexagram sword, with a slight sharp aura around him.

Last night, I refined the water evil and began to practice the practice of the Three Yin Killing Demon Sword Water and Sword Qi.

"Little Taoist! Why don't you come in and take shelter from the rain?" A farmer asked Li Dan at the door: "Don't let your clothes and shoes get wet, it's hard to walk!"

Li Dandao smiled and said, "This believer has a kind heart, and that little path will disturb you."

The farmer was a ripe person and said to himself: "A few days ago, my father got seriously ill. Fortunately, he passed by a Taoist priest who gave talisman water, saying that the plague god passed by our house, and even added a spell to us, and confiscated ours for a penny."

Li Dandao asked, "How is Lingzun's health now?"

"It's been a long time ago, I'll go to the fields to release water to irrigate the fields in the morning!"

Li Dandao nodded: "I am also a doctor who travels around the world. That person may be my master."

"Hahaha, how could this be so coincidental?" The man handed over two bowls of boiled water: "These are all boiled by mountain spring water. In the temples in Beijing, monks go out of the city to carry water back to drink every day!"

Li Dandao was affected by the previous drinking water, so he was a little resistant, but it was not easy to refuse. Longnu drank it directly, and his eyes lit up: "This water is so good, the spring is warm and sweet aftertaste, it is a top spring."

"Hahaha, it's still a girl, you know the goods. In our village, I just take the water and put some coarse tea, cook it, and carry it to the city to sell it. I can sell it for a hundred or ten bowls a day."

"Haha, selling water is so profitable? Why are you still growing crops here?"

"We don't eat our crops. We have to use local spring water to make wine. It has a good name called Green Ant. But we can't drink them, otherwise we can also entertain Taoists to try them."

After Li Dandao drank the water, there was indeed a different kind of luck in it. It was a sip of spiritual spring water. Drinking it for a long time can make people live longer.

"If you don't eat this grain yourself, you can use it to make wine. What are you eating?" Li Dandao said with concern.

"Go and buy food, alas, stop talking. The government collects food at the price set in peacetime before. Now we buy food at the market."

Li Dandao asked: "The grain is cheap and the farmers are hurt. The grain is expensive, so why can the farmers be hurt?"

"How can we know? Whatever these officials say is right. We just farm. Fortunately, selling tea can also subsidize the household income."

Li Dan said: "Your water is good, but it is a bit wasteful when you use it to make coarse tea. Why don't I teach you a recipe for herbal tea that can be sold in summer and can be sold for two dollars a bowl. Although it can't make you rich, it can also keep you safe from food and clothing."

"Haha! Then thank Master Dao!" That man knew how to do it. He just called the little Taoist priest, the little Taoist priest, and now he specifically called the Taoist priest.

Li Dandao grinned: "Look at what's in your village first, and I'll get you a special recipe so that you can't buy it."

"That's better!" said the farmer: "If I get the prescription, the first one I will pass it to the village."

“Why?”

The farmer smiled and said, "Originally, this green ant wine was brewed by a family in our village. Later, the business grew bigger and I opened an official store in Beijing. Now it is one of the seventy-two main stores. Unfortunately, the main store is a main store. Fangzi was forced to recruit, and people were also put into prison. The whole family was exiled."

"The man himself has been in jail for seven or eight years, waiting for the previous dynasty to be destroyed. No one in the prison was in charge of food and starved to death."

The farmer said: "Since the prescription given by Master Dao can make money, it may be robbed again. All our villages sell water to subsidize their household income. If they learn it, they will not sell it in the capital and go to other counties to sell it. There will always be a suitable place, right?"

Li Dandao gave him a thumbs up: "You are living a life of clarity and understanding."

"Haha, let's just think about it. Sometimes when you are tired of farming, you can't just sit in a cool place and think about anything."

The dragon girl sighed: "You can still live by selling water, and you have a place to rely on the mountains to eat and drink water."

Li Dandao also nodded: "There are already many other places."

"So we are called a blessed land, right?"

Li Dandao laughed: "Take me and have a look, take a walk."

The dragon girl was also very curious about how capable that spiritual spring was.

The farmer took Li Dandao to a stone pond.

"Legendly, ancient Dayi shot down nine suns, landed, and turned into nine soup springs. We are just one place here."

"I also said that when Laojun was traveling west, the cow was thirsty and drank water here, so he named Niu Yintan."

However, the dragon girl's face changed and she said to Li Dandao: "There are dragons here."

Mountains are not high, and there are immortals, and there are names. Water is not deep, and there are dragons, and there are spirits.

This spring is effective, and it turns out that there is a dragon dormant here.

The farmers naturally don’t know.

Li Dandao looked at the top of the pond water, and a silver thread fell, stirring up a splash of water in the pond.

There were no fish in the water, only a turtle as big as a palm crawled on a large rock in the pool, basking in the sun lazily.

Li Dandao saw that the Feng Shui here was very good, but unfortunately it was the place where people in the village made a living. If they were used as a yang house, they would be afraid of being punished by God.

Not suitable for living, but suitable for living in divine places. There is a small temple beside it, where a "Quan Shen Niang" is enshrined

Li Dandao sensed the incense, and no ghosts and gods lived there.

But he still gave a stick of incense, not to respect the gods, but to respect this spring. In the chaotic times, he could also use this treasure land to protect the residents of the village.

After Li Dandao gave him a tortoise, the turtle lying on his face and basking in the sun entered the water with a thud.

The dragon girl still said, "There is a dragon, but the dragon is born with great strength. How could it live in this small spring? It must be a secluded senior..."

But I had already thought of the follow-up plot in my heart, knelt in front of the pond, begging my seniors to accept disciples, obtain inheritance, turn into dragons, slap all the way in the face, and slap everyone who looks down on her, a template for female frequent articles.

But Li Dandao is here, she can't use it.

Li Dandao looked at a grass growing by the stream and was very happy: "This is pearl grass, which is cool in nature and bitter in taste. It can treat lacquer sores, bald sores, carbuncles, scrofula, dental caries, children's milk accumulation, internal injuries to the bruises, and you can put some herbal tea."

"This is the kidney grass, which has a mild nature, a bitter taste, and a salty taste. It is the whole herb used for medicinal use. It relieves heat and toxins, treats kidney deficiency, and treats rheumatism."

When Li Dandao found these two herbs, he had probably come up with a prescription.

I wrote a prescription, asking the farmer to go to the medicine shop to catch it.

It is also a cheap ingredient, placed in proportion and boiled in a pot.

When the farmer drank, he frowned: "It's so bitter!"
Chapter completed!