The little beasts stood not far away, watching the two upright humans tossing bamboos with novel or curious eyes. Although they did not attack and prey on each other, they also strictly followed a safe distance and were vigilantly far away from other onlookers. In order to have a better view, some similar little beasts even stacked arhats.

The springs on the mountain, as Fang Chang and Mu Anning work, extend further and further towards the bottom of the mountain. The clear water flows along with the high bamboo canals, crossing several slight bulging hills, crossing rocky beaches and grass slopes, and winding down the ravine.

Fang Chang reached out to point at the bamboo canal in front of him and smiled at Mu Anning, "It seems that the creatures in the mountains are very curious about this."

At this time, more and more little beasts were watching around, and even spiritual beasts were mixed up, not afraid of people. In front of everyone, Fang Chang gave up the idea of ​​catching two people and going back to taste them, even though the onlookers looked delicious.

Mu Anning was not surprised by this scene. He poked the cut tree branches into the soil under his feet and said:

"I often come to watch when I go up the mountain to collect herbs, but my master always asks me to bring a sharp weapon to avoid being attacked by those ignorant and ferocious beasts. There are many spirit beasts in Nanping Mountain and are not afraid of people. There are also a few who have transformed spirits and transformed into shapes. They have some friendship with us. If you meet them one day, you can introduce them to Mr. Fang."

During the work, the boy would occasionally pick a few herbs next to him and put them in his bag. This is what he has always done, just like falling asleep and eating.

After these medicinal materials in Nanping Mountain were picked down by their masters and apprentices, they would be fabricated and then used to rescue the people around them and relieve the pain.

Fang Chang prepared that in the past few days, he had free time to learn to identify the properties of medicines and make medicinal materials with Master Sang Ziping. After all, this kind of knowledge cannot be like magic, and he will naturally improve his cultivation, so he can only learn it by himself. Now that happens, Fang Chang naturally asks to teach.

Because there are many herbs in Yunzhong Mountain, he does not know how to use them. Every time he encounters medicinal materials in the mountains, he can only let them go and be careful not to break them. However, Lin Hai in Linxi Village, at the foot of the mountain, learned the skills of growing medicinal materials. He changed his hillside terraces into medicinal fields to supply goods to doctors at the foot of the mountain.

In addition, Fang Chang still remembered that when he was in Lizhou, the old practitioner who loved playing chess, Gu Shan, could refine grass pills.

Grass Pills have many functions, so they should use spiritual herbs and herbs. Although they are not clear about the theory, they want to have similarities with the doctor's art of yellowship. After learning enough and being sure, they can also make a elixir furnace, go to Wenhe Gushan for advice, and then start fire and refine alchemy.

In just two days, Fang Chang and Mu Anning led the bamboo canal to the village at the foot of the mountain.

The price is that a small piece of bamboo forest on the mountain is missing, revealing bamboo joints half a foot higher than the ground. Fortunately, this plant grows very quickly, and it won’t take long to take up the open space again. Many branches of the same shape were cut down by the two people to make a bracket that meets the requirements.

Hearing the movement outside the door, Sang Ziping walked out of the door.

He was seeing Fang Chang and Mu Anning scrambled into the ground with branches.

Behind the two, there were long grooves made of bamboo, which were several feet high by branches. The bamboos were split from the middle, revealing the snow-white inside. The clear water was passing through the narrow grooves of bamboo, flowing outward, causing splashes to form on the ground, wet a large area.

After seeing this scene, Sang Ziping was very happy and praised:

"The door hinge does not rot, and the running water does not rot. This idea is really clever and has a deep meaning. Moreover, this water is a little better than being fed with a bucket. Mr. Fang, it would be better to put the exit outside the courtyard, so that people in the village can also use it."

Fang Chang is absolutely invincible about this proposal.

He and Master Sang Ziping worked together to pack the last few bamboo canals.

The thin stream of water flowing out from the end of the bamboo canal rushed out of a shallow pit on the ground, winding around the village along the mountain, flowing downwards. After the soil in the pit was taken away by the water flow, it gradually became clear.

Sang Ziping next to him said that the village was designed in this way, leaving a low-lying place outside the village to prevent water from damaging the house when it rains, and now it is just right to drain.

Gradually, villagers came to watch and praised the scene after seeing it.

Seeing that there were more and more people around, Sang Ziping found a slightly higher place to stand and said to everyone: "The water here is brought from the mountain spring above, and everyone can use it. Just carry a bucket to pick it up."

When they saw that it was Doctor Sang, everyone laughed and said:

"This bamboo canal is indeed convenient. Dr. Sang is relieved. We must come to pick it up after getting the water every day after Dr. Sang's house."

Sang Ziping exchanged a few more greetings with the villagers, and Mu Anning went back to the yard, filled the large copper pot with boiling water, and prepared to boil some tea with fresh water. When Fang Chang and Sang Ziping returned to the yard, they had already seen a villager pick up a bucket of water and were about to try something new, and they wanted to fill the water tank at home.

"Sir, I am really thinking. This canal has benefited a lot of people." Sang Ziping smiled.

"It's nothing. Compared to Wei He who was regulating the water at the foot of the mountain, this is really a path." Fang Chang said, and Mu Anning, who was carrying a copper pot next to him, nodded repeatedly.

The tea boiled in mountain spring water tastes very good.

The tea in the cup is produced from Nanping Mountain, but it is not made by Master Sang Ziping, but by their purchases in the market at the foot of the mountain. Although it is far less than Fangchang's homemade tea in Yunzhong Mountain, it is fresh enough and tastes quite interesting.

"Calculate the time, your senior brother is coming soon, he has always been punctual."

Sang Ziping held the teacup and said to Mu Anning next to him.

Since the last time he passed the letter with his eldest apprentice, Sang Ziping has calculated the days every day and estimated the time he would return here. Even after Fang Chang came, since he had always known that Mr. Fang could calculate, he asked Fang Chang to start a lesson, which also showed that he could arrive today.

As he spoke, the door creaked open.

The gate of the courtyard is never closed because villagers may come to seek medical treatment at any time. Of course, if there is no emergency, those who come to the door will knock on the door before entering.

After glanced at the door, Sang Ziping immediately stood up.

Then he sat down again, calmed down, coughed lightly and said to the side: "An Ning, your senior brother is back, go and greet him."

"Okay, Master!"

Mu Anning quickly stood up to greet him.

Fang Chang had long felt that the person who came this time was not the surrounding villagers, but he did not remind the master and apprentice in front of him, but stayed by the side with tea and looked at it with a smile.

"Master, I'm back!"

Before the visiting person could go up the steps, he bowed and shouted sincerely.

But it was a dusty young man, wearing a hat, carrying a gray cloth, wearing leggings, wearing hemp shoes, holding a short wooden stick in his hands, and bowing to stand in the yard.

Sang Ziping couldn't sit still anymore, so he got up and walked out.
Chapter completed!