This farming man is a simple man, and he kowtows without any fuss. His kowtow is bloody.
"Oh, okay, okay, get up."
Xu Fenglei quickly helped him up and said helplessly,
"Don't let the snake venom be cured and your head smashed."
Only under his force did the farmer stand up. His eyes were burning and he said eagerly:
"My benefactor, I still don't know your name?"
"Xu Fenglei, the villagers also like to call me Mr. Poverty Relief." Xu Fenglei said casually, "You can call me whatever you want, my name is just a code name."
But he didn't expect that when he reported his name like this, the other party was shocked!
"Ah! You...you are Mr. Moyushan Poverty Relief?!"
The farmer said with great excitement,
"I've heard of Mr. Poverty Alleviation's name for a long time, but I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to meet you today!"
"I...I am really lucky for three lifetimes, lucky for three lifetimes!"
He almost jumped up with excitement, shaking out several idioms he had learned throughout his life.
"Um?"
Xu Fenglei said in surprise,
"Brother, do you know me?"
The farmer nodded repeatedly and said vividly:
"More than just knowing it! Your name has spread all over Longxi and Longnan, no one knows about it, no one knows about it!"
"They all say that you are dedicated to helping us poor people! You do everything from finding lost things, good luck for wandering, feng shui to visit graves, treating illnesses and first aid, and you don't take any money from us!"
"I heard that someone has set up a memorial tablet for you to live forever!"
Xu Fenglei's eyes widened slightly.
Immortality tablet? This is too exaggerated!
Passed, passed...
He really didn't expect that he would have such a great reputation and such a high reputation! Even the people here in Qinling admired him so much.
But think about it.
Over the years, I have helped as many as three thousand people, if not five thousand. The mutual praise, word of mouth, and spread from ten to ten, naturally spreads throughout the world.
Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Fenglei's mouth raised slightly.
This feeling of being admired wherever you go is pretty good...
He couldn't help but glance at Sun Simiao, but saw that the old Sun Tou also opened his mouth slightly at this moment.
"This kid...has such a great reputation?"
Sun Simiao said in disbelief,
"I have been practicing medicine for half my life and have treated thousands of people, but it has never reached this level!"
He couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied, and asked the farmer:
"Brother, do you... recognize me?"
The farmer glanced at Sun Simiao and said hesitantly:
"you are?"
"My name is Sun Simiao!" Old Sun Tou announced his name proudly!
Not only is this name known to everyone in the world, but it is also famous far and wide!
He didn't believe it. The farmers here recognized Xu Fenglei, but they didn't recognize him. After all, he was also a frequent visitor to the Qinling Mountains!
"Sun Simiao?" The farmer looked like he was thinking.
"Yes! Have you heard of it? I am also a famous doctor in the Tang Dynasty!" Old Suntou looked expectant.
"...I've never heard of it." The farmer searched his head for a while, then shook his head and said honestly.
Sun Simiao: "..."
He almost spit out a mouthful of blood!
Sun Simiao, who had always been indifferent to fame and fortune, now broke his guard, and the frustration in his heart suddenly became stronger.
"I have been practicing medicine for half my life, but I didn't expect that I would be worse than this brat..."
He is really a little depressed!
"It's not that you're not as good as me, it's that your business is not as extensive as mine."
Xu Fenglei smiled and said with relief,
"There is no comparison between the two of us..."
Sun Simiao nodded helplessly, accepting his comfort.
Come to think of it, a fortune teller is more likely to be talked about than a doctor who sees a doctor, and is more talked about.
Not to mention, this guy's medical skills are just okay...
"Mr. Poverty Relief, Mr. Sun, you are all my great benefactors!"
The farmer bowed to the two of them and thanked them, and then strongly invited them,
"Please give me a chance to repay your kindness! Can you guys come and sit at my house? It's not far in front!"
As he spoke, he pointed forward, with a look of hope on his face.
Xu Fenglei and Sun Simiao looked at each other.
"I happen to be a little tired, so I have to find a place to stay overnight."
Sun Simiao nodded and said,
"Why don't we just go to his house?"
Xu Fenglei said, "I'll listen to you."
"Okay, brother, just lead the way."
Sun Simiao raised his hand and said,
"I will help you find some snake medicine on the way to cure the remaining poison on your feet."
When the farmer heard this, he was overjoyed and led the two of them deep into the Qinling Mountains...
…
Da da da.
Several horses were running side by side on the galloping road, and a few men with extraordinary temperament, covered in travel dust, were stationed at the foot of a mountain.
"Your Highness, hurry up and hurry up, we are finally here."
Yuchi Gong turned over and dismounted, grinned and said,
"Good fellow, it's a full two hundred miles from Chang'an to Moyu Mountain, and we didn't rest for a moment!"
"This sincerity can be said to be complete!"
Li Shimin smiled slightly.
"Before coming here, the princess warned that a master like Mr. Poverty Relief must be sincere in order to impress him."
He also dismounted and said,
"We are just taking the first step."
"You all get off your horses, pack your bags, and walk up the mountain!"
The four people around them nodded in agreement, got off their horses, tidied their clothes, dusted off the dust from their bodies, showed their best spirits, and went up the mountain with Li Shimin!
After a while.
A group of five people climbed up the mountainside under the scorching sun, but saw that the small courtyard was extremely deserted, and no one came to ask questions.
"Huh?"
Cheng Yaojin said in surprise,
"It's strange. When I came here before, there was a lot of people and there was a long queue. Why is there no one here today?"
"Mr. Poverty Relief has run away?"
He quickly stepped forward with doubts and walked to the courtyard door.
Li Shimin, Changsun Wuji, and Fang Xuanling looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"Could something happen..."
he muttered,
"Let's go and take a look."
As he was raising his feet, he saw Cheng Yaojin shouting in this direction:
"It's broken! Your Highness! It's broken!"
"Mr. Poverty Relief has gone out to travel, and he has not been at home during this time!"
Li Shimin's heart skipped a beat and he immediately quickened his pace!
As expected, there was an "announcement" hanging on the door of the courtyard, and what it said was exactly the same as Cheng Yaojin's.
"Damn it, you worked so hard to come here, but your trip was in vain!"
Yuchi Gong rolled his eyes and cursed.
"Going out for a wander?"
Fang Xuanling frowned and said,
"Where did Yunyou go? It's not like Yunyou went to the world, right?"
"this……"
If you travel around the world, you may never come back for the rest of your life, you never know!
"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe you are just wandering around and will be back in a few days..."
Changsun Wuji winked at the two of them and quickly comforted them.
Yuchi Gong and Fang Xuanling quickly shut up because they saw that His Highness King Qin's expression was no longer right.
"Could it be that the master really has no connection with me..."
Li Shimin's expression gradually became gloomy, and after murmuring a few words, he fell into silence.
The glimmer of hope that had finally filled my heart was crumbling at this moment...
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from inside the door:
"Who's making the noise outside the door?"
