C95 (1/2)
Uncle Jian looked at Weiqing, and asked in disbelief: ”Weiqing, are these the spiritual pill you refined?”
Weiqing shook his head, then nodded and laughed: ”This spiritual pill, is not, it should be a spirit medicine, I have indeed refined it. It's just a substandard product that I forged using excess waste materials. A real spiritual pill, haha, I am not generous enough to just casually gift it to others! ”
Uncle Jian looked at Weiqing with wide eyes and said with a trembling voice: ”What, this is still a lower graded pill, and you don't want it? Heavens, then wouldn't the things I refined be dog shit? No, it was worse than dog shit! Weiqing, you must promise me one thing! ” As he spoke, he was about to kneel …
Weiqing obviously knew what the Uncle Jian was trying to do, so he hurriedly stopped him from kneeling. He smiled and said, ”Uncle Jian, don't be like this.
Uncle Jian's face became very excited as he said, ”Take this half-buried old fellow in your arms. Now, my grandson is not lacking in money, so he wants to refine medicine for fun. ”You don't need to be afraid of anything. As long as it's something big, I'll help you learn. You can use it however you want!”
Weiqing still shook his head and said: ”Uncle Jian, I won't force myself to do this sort of thing.”
Weiqing took the box from Big Brother Fei's hands and placed it in Uncle Jian's hands, laughing: ”Since you like this thing, then just treat it as a younger generation's gift to you!”
It wasn't like Weiqing hadn't seen Uncle Jian refining medicine before, his standards couldn't even compare to those female alchemists in the experiment labs. No matter how old he was, Uncle Jian was already qualified to be Weiqing's grandfather. No matter how courageous Weiqing was, he wouldn't be able to order an old man of the grandfather's generation around. The pressure in the laboratory was huge, so the Uncle Jian definitely could not handle it.
Uncle Jian accepted the box resentfully and sighed. ”Sigh, if only I was twenty years younger.”
”Uncle Jian, I do not visit the Three Treasures Hall for no reason. I came here this time because I have something to ask of you. ” Weiqing took the opportunity to change the topic, took out a piece of paper and handed it over to Uncle Jian: ”This is a poem, and refers to a certain place on the Three Immortals Mountain, I wonder if you can tell where it is?”
Uncle Jian laughed: ”I have already entrusted this entire life to Three Immortals Mountain, there is no place that I don't know about.” As he opened the note, his face became serious and he said in a low voice, ”Peach Blossom mountain, Peach Blossom mountain, Immortal Pier, the Heaven Flying Immortal, Li Jiang painted on the nine horses! Where did you get this poem? ”
Weiqing's expression changed slightly as he lied, ”A friend gave it to me.”
Uncle Jian said with a wry smile: ”This friend of yours is very familiar with Three Immortals Mountain, almost all the fame and victories in Three Immortals Mountain are here for the longest time. Peach Blossom Monastery, Immortal Pier, Pen Edge Pagoda, Nine Horses Painting Mountain, Li Jiang, this is the most famous place in Three Immortals Mountain, hehe, which one are you looking for? ”
Weiqing said dejectedly: ”If I knew, then I wouldn't have come to ask you.”
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day Chang'e descends to the mortal world.
When he was at the experiment lab two days ago, Weiqing had been busy with this matter since he was free. Ye Zichen had asked Chang'e in the WeChat group where they settled down. Chang'e said that it was at Three Immortals Mountain. At that time, Weiqing felt that he was pretty lucky. With the help of the Uncle Jian, he should be able to handle things easily.
But after that, Chang'e wrote a poem for Weiqing, saying that it was a blessing in disguise, and the exact location and time to settle down was in the poem, for Weiqing to comprehend on his own.
In the past two days, Weiqing had also researched quite a bit on this poem, but he could not find any clues. As a result, after finishing all his work in the laboratory, Weiqing immediately rushed over to the Three Immortals Mountain to ask Uncle Jian about it. However, from the looks of it, even Uncle Jian was unable to see through the poem, causing Weiqing to feel slightly uneasy.
”Hehe, as an old man, I can't compare to you youngsters. This is a map of the Three Immortals Mountain, passed down from generation to generation, there are many markings on it, take a look yourself, and remember to switch to me after you finish looking! ” Uncle Jian kept the wooden box. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to ask Weiqing for guidance on alchemy, but seeing Weiqing's anxious look, he knew that Weiqing had something he needed to do.
”Boss, let me see. Back when I was at school, I was known as Little Li Bai.” Without any shame, Big Brother Fei took the paper slip and muttered a few words, then asked: ”Boss, is this a poem? How come there aren't any questions?”