Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Just like what the young marquis said, this matter did fall within his business scope.
Besides, Lu Jing was still acquainted with A Bao anyway, and he couldn't bear to watch a big wild boar become so miserable that he was so sad that he starved to death.
So after hearing what the young marquis said, Lu Jing immediately came to Abao.
Abao saw Lu Jing, an acquaintance from a distance, but it was as if he hadn't seen him and he was still lying on the ground quietly.
Lu Jing brought a bunch of red fruits he had just picked from the tree to Abao's mouth.
This is the most coveted thing on weekdays, because once the fruit is fully ripe and falls to the ground, it can no longer be eaten. Hanshanke is busy refining elixirs every day and has never practiced animal language, so naturally he will not help Po pick the fruit. .
It is said that the first time it ate this fruit was picked by Lu Jing for him, and the two of them, oh no, it was probably one person and one pig, and they became connected through this.
But this time, Abao seemed to be no longer interested in the red fruit that had been brought to his mouth.
He just snorted and then didn't respond.
Lu Jing was not in a hurry when he saw this. He changed to a small cantaloupe from the field and repeated the same trick. Unfortunately, Abao was still indifferent. The third time, when Lu Jing found pomegranates, Abao finally started to move.
But instead of eating the pomegranate, he seemed to be in a frenzy. He shook his head and knocked the pomegranate out of Lu Jing's hand, hitting the tree and smashing it to pieces.
At the same time, it also attracted the attention of the paper figures around him. Only then did everyone realize that Lu Jing seemed to be trying to get Abao to eat, so they gathered around him.
The gambler said at the right time, "Now that you've placed your bet, let's bet... when will he be beaten!"
The drunken Taoist priest didn't believe it, "Although that wild boar is powerful, it kicked the iron plate this time. That kid is a first-class expert. The old blind man can't move away from that kid. How can this beast be defeated?" Okay?"
"I'm talking about when that wild boar will be beaten." The gambler said leisurely.
While the two were talking, they saw that Abao, who was originally angry and wanted to attack others, gradually calmed down under Lu Jing's touch.
Then he started to hum again, but the hum was no longer angry, but full of sadness.
Lu Jing patted A Bao on the back, and A Bao raised his head and rested his nearly 100-pound head on Lu Jing's shoulder, just like a fat man who felt aggrieved.
Everyone couldn't help but marveled when they saw this, and then Lu Jing found the right opportunity and flicked a clay ball into Abao's nostril with his finger.
Wrapped in the mud balls was a special spice that could greatly stimulate the appetite of most omnivores. Of course, this kind of stuff was given to Lu Jing by Ye Gongmei, and it came in handy now.
When Lu Jing took out the bunch of red fruits from before, Abao, who was mentally comforted this time, finally could no longer resist his instinct under the stimulation of the special spices.
It opened its mouth and swallowed the bunch of red fruits into its stomach. Now that it had taken the first bite, everything after that would be much easier.
Lu Jing asked the drunkard Taoist priest and others to collect a large amount of fruits and ate them bit by bit for Ah Bao. Later, he saw Ah Bao staring at the wine gourd on his body, so Lu Jing was rare and generous and drank Ah Bao's wine. Bao fell into the mortal world in one breath.
The drunkard Taoist priest on the side saw the confused look in Abao's eyes, and his curiosity was aroused. He said to Lu Jing, "Hey, can you give me a taste?"
Lu Jing shook his head, "It's not that I'm stingy, the main thing is that no one can drink this wine except me."
"Aren't you telling lies with your eyes open? It just drank." The drunkard Taoist pointed at Abao and said dissatisfiedly.
"You're stupid, it's a pig." The old fisherman appeared out of nowhere and replied.
Lu Jing ignored their jokes, because he saw that the young Marquis had already chosen the burial purpose for Hanshan Guest and walked over.
Lu Jing stood up and said, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
"The Ye family's beast control skills are indeed well-deserved. Sir Lu is so polite." After the young marquis finished speaking, he paused, then turned to look at the others around him and said loudly.
"Lu Jing rescued Hanshanke's... well, the beloved pig Abao. According to the rules in the valley, I plan to take something from Hanshanke's relics and give it to him. Do you guys have any objections?"
"It should be so." The old blind man was the first to speak in agreement.
Then Ding Liu also said, "I don't have any objections."
With the two people taking the lead, and Lu Jing having "restrained his inner strength" to save Dongmen Weilan before, all the paper figures in the valley had a good impression of him. Except for the female paper figures who wanted the formula for the Beauty Pill, Everyone else basically agreed.
And just when the paper girls were still hesitating, Lu Jing spoke in time and promised, "I will never touch the Zhuyan Pill."
With his words, those women finally breathed a sigh of relief, and no one objected to the young marquis's decision.
The young Marquis waited for a while, and finally nodded to Lu Ding and said, "Come with me."
Lu Jing patted the dirt on his body that had been rubbed by Abao, and followed the young Marquis to the place where Hanshan Guest's relics were stored.
The young Marquis pointed to a box and said, "All Hanshanke's things are here, you can find them yourself."
Lu Jing suppressed the tension and anxiety in his heart, walked up and opened the box.
To be fair, there are not many things in it, but they are in line with the original and minimalist lifestyle of Hanshanke, and most of them are related to alchemy.
Lu Jing ignored those strange alchemy tools and focused on the place where the alchemy recipe might be recorded.
Instead, he found two volumes of elixir books written by Hanshanke himself. No, one of them might be more appropriately called a trial and error collection. They contained elixirs that Hanshanke had verified to be ineffective.
In comparison, the other one is much thinner, with only a few dozens of pages, but the prescriptions for elixirs on it are strange and weird. They are basically the by-products of Hanshanke's refining of the elixir of longevity.
Lu Jing scanned it roughly and quickly turned to the back. However, what disappointed him was that the latest recipe written by Hanshanke on the last page was a prescription related to sexual intercourse.
Lu Jing was unwilling to give in and rummaged through the rest of the things in the box. However, he still couldn't find the recipe he was looking for, so he could only focus on the bottles and jars.
Some of the bottles had words engraved on the bottom, which Lu Jing could rule out, but there were three vials with nothing on them.
Lu Jing looked at the young Marquis, who shook his head and said, "Don't look at me. Just like you, I know nothing about the contents of the bottle, so I can't give you any advice."
At this point, Lu Jing could only uncork the bottle, observe the color of the pills one by one, then try to smell the aroma in the bottle, and finally selected a bottle of the recently refined elixir.
