A Yu took An Jingzhi and shuttled around the village. Since there were only two of them, they didn't dare to go too far because there were countless wild animals around the primitive forest.
Even Ayu, who had already learned to hunt, did not dare to take An Jingzhi deep into the mountains.
Even if he dared, I'm afraid the tribesmen and the clan leader would not agree.
A Yu looked down and suddenly saw something. Then he happily squatted down and picked some plants. He brought a plant to An Jingzhi and asked, "A Jing, is this what you are looking for?"
An Jingzhi took it in his hand, identified it, and nodded, "Yes, that's right, this is what I want."
Then the two of them squatted down and started digging the pile of herbs. After digging, they put them into the bamboo basket that Ayu was carrying.
The two of them searched around the village for a long time, and finally there was still one herb left. However, they couldn't go far away, so they had to return home.
A Yu couldn't bear to see An Jingzhi's disappointed look, so he suggested, "A Jing, how about I take the bow and arrow, and we go inside to look for it again."
An Jingzhi shook his head. He didn't believe that a young man who had just learned to hunt could protect him in the primeval forest.
An Jingzhi never wants to do anything that he is not sure of.
"No need, Ayu, I'll go look for Aunt Norma. They often pick herbs near the village. Maybe they know where the herbs I want are."
Ayu scratched his head, feeling a little ashamed that he couldn't help.
"Well... okay, just call me if you need anything."
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"Aunt Norma? Are you home?" An Jingzhi asked standing at the door.
He called out twice, but no sound came from the house. Just when An Jingzhi wanted to leave, he suddenly heard hearty laughter and the voices of several women chatting. An Jingzhi turned around and saw that it was Aunt Norma he was looking for.
"Hey, isn't that Ajing? Is he here to see you? Then we'll leave first." Several other aunts looked at An Jingzhi with some awe, and a few aunts had a hint of guilt in their eyes. They were the ones who had hinted to Norma.
"Yes, yes, I have something to do at home, so I'll leave first."
An Jingzhi watched as the aunts looked at him from a distance, then walked away in a hurry, feeling a little puzzled.
Aunt Norma got along well with these people. It should be said that they lived alone in the mountains and had good relationships with all the villagers.
Although these people had said bad things about An Jingzhi in front of her, they apologized to her today and gave her a lot of dried meat, asking her to help pass it on to An Jingzhi. Norma then reconciled with them.
"Ah Jing, why are you here? Are you hungry? Wait for me to cook for you. Today your aunts gave me a lot of dried meat to eat. I will cook it for you."
Why would they give him dried meat for no reason? Those aunts were among the few in the village who disliked the original owner, and they were also the few who saw through the original owner's true nature. They usually gave him no coldness for the sake of the clan leader, so how could they possibly give him dried meat?
An Jingzhi thought about it and understood the reason. No wonder she left when she saw him, and even felt a little guilty.
It seems the plan was successful.
"Thank you, Aunt Norma."
Cooking in the village is very simple, just a matter of a handful of salt. Fortunately, the original owner has been spoiled since childhood, so although the food cooked by the people in the village for themselves is very dirty, the food prepared for the original owner is very clean.
After preparing the meal for An Jingzhi, he ate it at the table, and then Aunt Norma brought another portion to the patriarch.
When Norma came back, An Jingzhi had already finished eating.
Looking at the other person's busy figure, An Jingzhi thought of the other person's daughter, who was the original owner's younger sister. It seemed that she would die of a high fever in a few days.
"Aunt Norma, do you know where we can find this herb in our village?" An Jingzhi described the shape of the herb to the other party.
If this herb could be found, Aunt Norma would not have to endure the pain of losing her daughter.
An Jingzhi wanted to cut off the source and find the cause of Aunt Norma's daughter's fever, but the original owner was indifferent to everything around him. He had no idea why Aunt Norma's daughter had a fever. He couldn't follow the little girl around every day, could he? The original owner didn't even know when the little girl had a fever, he just glanced at her when she died.
Even Aunt Norma, despite the pain of losing her daughter, still wanted to cook for the original owner, but the original owner thought her skills had declined.
"Is the herb you are talking about a herb with very thin roots and very pointed leaves?" Aunt Norma replied after thinking for a moment.
An Jingzhi said, "Yes, that's right, Aunt Norma, do you know where I can pick it?"
"I know. We will go collect it in the afternoon and I will bring it back to you then." Aunt Norma was very happy that she could help An Jingzhi.
An Jingzhi had acquired the ability from the immortals, originally to learn how to draw talismans, but he had been searching for herbs in the village, and the others weren't curious. How could they understand the affairs of the immortals? Naturally, they didn't dare to question him.
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"Is this considered successful?" The clan leader and the common people gathered around An Jingzhi, looking at the talisman paper on the table with awe in their eyes. The talisman paper had strange green patterns drawn on it, giving it a mysterious feeling.
"I remember that the talisman paper people drew seemed to be made of red cinnabar, and this one looks green..." Will it work?
"What do you know? Maybe they have a way of painting green. Those people you're talking about are just swindlers."
Although others also thought it was strange to use green ink to draw talismans, after listening to what this tribesman said, they suddenly felt that it made some sense.
After all, compared to the yellow talisman they saw at the foot of the mountain, An Jingzhi, who had been taught by an immortal, was more trustworthy.
The story of An Jingzhi reciting the talisman at the beginning was also spread by Norma, and everyone firmly believed that he was taught by an immortal.
This yellow talisman was drawn by An Jingzhi using a liquid made from herbs. After the talisman paper was burned, it was melted in water and people drank it, which was just like taking medicine.
It is easier to talk about theology than science to these people.
Moreover, once you have internal strength, many scientific theorems will no longer hold water.
"Ajing, is this the yellow talisman that you said can cure colds and flu?" The clan leader came closer to take a look. He didn't dare to reach out and take it casually like he did last time.
An Jingzhi shook the potion on the talisman paper, and blew on it after it dried. "Yes, Grandpa, I'll draw some more. You can keep them. If anyone in the clan is sick, you can boil them and dissolve them in water to drink."
Although drinking paper ash water is not good, you don’t have to drink it every day.
"Grandpa, this talisman paper can only be used for children over 7 years old." The stomachs of children under 7 years old are too weak. An Jingzhi thought about it and decided to give it a patch.
"For children under 7 years old, I have other treatments for them."
"Okay, okay!" The clan leader carefully took the talisman paper handed over by An Jingzhi, held it in his hands, and then turned to A Yu and said, "Go and get the box in the cabinet in my room."
A Yu nodded and ran out. In less than two minutes, he came back with a purple-black box in his hand.
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