Qingshan looked at Yin'er's bare neck and felt that something was missing. His eyes rolled and he reached out to fish out a cocoon-shaped white stone from the bottom of the spiritual pond.
Tuanzi said that the white stones at the bottom of the Lingtan were the spiritual stones consumed when refining the Ruyi Medicine Bracelet. The ancestor Xuan Huizi placed the stones that had lost their spiritual power into the Lingtan and used them as ordinary pebbles.
Qingshan touched the spiritual stone and felt that this stone was very similar to the top-grade Hetian jade seed stone in terms of color and texture, but it was larger and whiter.
Qingshan took out a scimitar and carved the two words "Yellow Ear" in positive relief on the spirit stone with an iron hook and silver strokes. Next to it, he carved a pattern of auspiciousness, good fortune and longevity. He then used a steel needle to pierce the spirit stone along its long diameter.
Qingshan picked a few pieces of rush, and with his fingers flying nimbly, he soon made a thin red rope with a diamond knot out of the rush.
Qingshan walked to the patch of Impatiens balsams and selected a single, bright red Impatiens balsam. He crushed the petals in a mortar, creating a natural red dye. He then dipped a string into the Impatiens balsam juice. Ten minutes later, the string was a vibrant crimson. He placed a leaf under the string and took it out to dry.
Then, Qingshan passed the red knot through the spirit stone, fixed both sides, and tied it around Yin'er's neck, then nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad, not bad! Our dog tags are so eco-friendly, elegant and meaningful!"
Silver Ear came to the edge of the pond, looked at his own reflection, and smiled widely: The cards made by the master are so beautiful!
Qingshan stayed in the space for a few days. Apart from practicing martial arts, he also studied medicine. Yin'er lay on the ground and dozed off. From time to time, he opened his eyes to see if Qingshan was still there, fearing that his master would abandon him and go back alone. This made Qingshan feel distressed and amused.
Qingshan checked the time and decided it was almost time for bed, so he took out another bowl of whitehead soup and gave Yin'er a drink before returning to the room. Hongdeng, addicted to lying in Yin'er's fur, followed him out.
The next day, Qingshan finished his training in the space, gave Yin'er a bowl of medicine, and took him and Hong Deng downstairs for breakfast. Zhan Kunpeng had been waiting for her in the restaurant for a long time. When he saw Qingshan come out, his old face was full of wrinkles.
"Girl, come and eat! Sister Tao made her best crystal shrimp dumplings. Come and try them! They won't taste good if they're cold!"
Qingshan sat down and Sister Tao brought a small bamboo tray. When she opened it, there were three dumplings with skin as white as snow, as thin as paper, and translucent.
Qingshan picked up one and took a bite. Although the dumpling was not big, it was filled with a whole fresh shrimp that had been washed and deveined, mixed with pork cubes, egg whites, and thin bamboo shoots. The filling was fresh, smooth, and delicious!
“Mmm! This is so delicious!”
Qingshan puffed up his cheeks and gave Tao Jie a thumbs up. Tao Jie quickly waved her hand, blushed and retreated to get boiled beef for Yin'er.
Seeing that Qingshan liked it, Zhan Kunpeng pushed his own portion in front of her.
"Sister, you really are a half-immortal! Old Coyote really did have a heart attack yesterday and almost died at home. He was sent to the hospital! Haha, Old Coyote was hoping for my death, but he got there first. What karma!"
Qingshan puffed up his cheeks and said incoherently:
"I warned them a long time ago, but they didn't listen. Who can I blame?"
Zhan Kunpeng felt that since last night, good things had happened one after another in the Zhan family, and his cheeks were sore from smiling.
"That's right! That scoundrel Lang Wenzhe called this morning, wanting to ask you to treat Old Coyote, but I scolded him! The day before yesterday, Old Coyote called you a charlatan, but now he knows he didn't recognize a master, and it's too late!"
Qingshan drank a spoonful of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and disagreed with Zhan Kunpeng's opinion:
"Brother, this is wrong. Since the patient has come to me for help, how can I just stand by and watch?"
Zhan Kunpeng was unsure when he heard Qingshan say this:
Is the girl trying to save the old wolf? That's right, my sister is a bodhisattva who saves people. Even if the old wolf's character changes again, she can't just sit back and watch.
"Sister, brother...are you being reckless?"
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