Speaking of this, the woodcutter was shocked.

He quickly looked up and looked at the person who saved him in front of him. Although the other party's clothes were made of coarse hemp, he had a long posture, handsome and extraordinary temperament, unlike ordinary people.

The woodcutter had a sudden strife in his heart. Could it be that he had met a god?

Hearing the woodcutter's exclamation, Fang Chang said:

"So it's called Xianqiyya? A good name! Why hasn't anyone dared to go up?"

The woodcutter quickly explained, "As the old man said, there are immortals living on the cliff, so no one around dares to go up, for fear of disturbing the immortals above and causing trouble."

Upon hearing this, Fang Chang nodded, but he was very convinced that only he lived on Xianqi Cliff, at least for now.

The woodcutter on the ground took a deep breath and asked carefully: "Are you... a god?"

Fang Chang smiled and responded, "It's just a person in the practice." Seeing that the woodcutter didn't dare to speak immediately, he smiled and said, "If you feel there is no problem, get up quickly, the ground is cold."

The woodcutter was a little timid: "Okay, Fang Xianchang."

Without rejection, he was considered to have agreed to this title. Fang Chang reached out and helped the woodcutter up from the ground, and then he asked, "What's your name?"

The woodcutter saluted respectfully and said, "The little one is called Lin Hai, which is a source of literacy and knowledgeable people in the village."

Yun Zhongshan is inland, thousands of miles away from the sea. Although the woodcutter's name is Lin Hai, neither he nor his parents nor his ancestors, nor those who named him, have seen what the sea looks like.

Seeing that Lin Hai was safe, Fang Chang lifted the basket behind him and said goodbye to leave.

My new house has not yet been supported.

The woodcutter behind gritted his teeth, stepped forward and bowed two steps, and called Fang Chang: "Fang Xianchang, I...I want to ask you for something."

"oh?"

Fang Chang's heart moved, and he roughly knew what the other party wanted, so he turned around and looked at the woodcutter Lin Hai.

"The villain's friend is still seriously ill, but the medicines are in short supply in the remote countryside, and they are in danger. I wonder if Fang Xianchang has seen those drugs? The little one is willing to build grass and hold rings and let them drive them." After that, he bowed again.

"Do you still remember the names, appearances and places of growth?"

"Of course, I dare not forget. I just found an Ophiopogon japonicus plant on the slope, and there are still four herbs left." Then Lin Hai said the appearance, common locations and names of the missing medicinal materials, for fear that they are not detailed enough.

After hearing this, Fang Chang said to the tree next to him in the confused eyes of the woodcutter Lin Hai: "Brother Monkey, can you help me?"

Lin Hai was surprised to see a little monkey with white fluff emerged from the dense tree canopy beside him. He nodded at the two of them, then quickly turned around and ran to the top of the mountain without seeing him.

It can actually drive the monkey demon!

This completely confirmed Lin Hai's heart that the "Fang Xiancheng" opposite was a real immortal's understanding. So he became more respectful to Fang Chang and directly asked if there was anything needed to be driven.

Fang Chang shook his head and said to the woodcutter: "No need, if you are willing to repay me, come with me and we will clear our minds." After that, he lifted the basket behind him and walked towards the bamboo forest.

Lin Hai, the woodcutter behind, quickly picked up the firewood and axes on the ground, tied the back with a rope, and followed quickly.

As Fang Chang moved forward, Lin Hai was quite nervous.

I wonder where the immortal Fang, who had just saved me, would take me to?

Fortunately, it was the direction down the mountain, which made him feel a little calmer.

He looked at Fang Chang and saw that the other party was walking on flat ground in the rugged mountains, more flexible than himself, who had been making a living in the mountains all year round. He couldn't help but be afraid of being thrown off, so he abandoned his inner distractions and kept up with all his strength.

"here."

Fang Chang took out the stone axe in the basket on his back and said to the woodcutter who followed behind him.

The bamboo forest is lush and green, with overlapping, thick or thin bamboos straight and straight, and the bamboo branches and leaves above are thickly interspersed together. When the mountain wind blows, it looks like a green sea with undulating waves.

"Help me cut bamboo." He said to Lin Hai.

Then Fang Chang walked forward with a stone axe, chose a thick long bamboo, and chopped it diagonally at its root.

Lin Hai was surprised when he saw that this "Fang Xiancai" was actually using a stone axe.

After a pause, the woodcutter walked up, holding his iron axe in both hands, and said to the other party: "Xianxian, do you use this? It has been with me for many years and is very useful. It has been polished before departure."

"No need, just chop it."

Lin Hai did not dare to say much, so he retreated aside and chose a straight and straight bamboo to cut it down.

For a moment, the terrible sound of axe chopping on the bamboo sounded in the bamboo forest, which made a bamboo spirit, who had not known how long it had been in the spirit, shivered in the depths of the bamboo forest.

It tried hard to lower itself and reduce its presence in this bamboo forest, for fear of being picked and cut off by two people in the distance.

Too scary, too scary...

The bamboo spirit curled up, and its taller body became curved than usual.

For Fang Chang, picking bamboo is much faster and more convenient than cutting trees. Without letting the forest sea fix the bamboo branches, he just led the woodcutter to cut down dozens of large bamboos and piled them together.

Chiu-chiu-chiu-chiu-

Fang Chang turned his head and saw that it was the white-haired monkey who had returned. He said to the woodcutter beside him: "Stop, Brother Lin."

Upon hearing this, Lin Hai immediately took back his axe and stood beside him.

The monkey kept his tail balanced in rapid movement, jumped from a distance with three claws, holding Zhang Kuoye with the rest. Seeing the monkey running to the front, Fang Chang bowed: "Thank you, Brother Monkey, I wonder if you have any gains?"

In the woodcutter's expectant eyes, the monkey opened the leaves in his hand, and there were about a dozen herbs inside.

After a brief judgment of the following types, Lin Hai was overjoyed.

He was excitedly trying to kneel on the ground and salute Fang Chang and Monkey: "Thank you Fang Xianchang, thank you Monkey Fairy!" Fang Chang sideways and avoids it, stretches out his hand and Lin Hai only feels a soft force to lift himself up. His knees fail to touch the ground, so he is forced to stand up.

"No need to be polite. Since the herbs are suitable, bring these to your friends."

Lin Hai respectfully stepped forward, took the herb from the monkey's hand, and carefully put it in the cloth bag in his arms. The Ophiopogon japonicus he had picked from the steep slope was placed in the cloth bag. After wrapping the cloth, Lin Hai was also in a hurry to go back, so he added his forehead with both hands and bowed to Fang Changshen: "Thank you, Fang Xianchang, for giving the medicine. The villain hopes to offer this axe to help you with convenience."

After saying that, the woodcutter held the iron axe in his hand and held it with both hands.

Fang Chang waved his hand again and said with a smile: "No need to do this, this is my practice. You have made a reward just now, and you don't owe me anything."

The woodcutter Lin Hai admired even more.

The style is noble, this is the style of a true immortal, far from the kind in the bedtime story when I was a child.

Moreover, I just gave me the kindness of medicine, and I just cut off more than a dozen bamboos and said that it was definitely Fang Xianchang who took care of his feelings as a mortal and was unwilling to let himself carry a burden.

Although Fang Xianchang said this, he must never forget this kind of kindness.

When his parents were alive, they kept teaching themselves to repay their kindness. Now Fang Xianchang has saved himself and his friends at the same time. If they have the chance, they will definitely go through fire and water for Fang Xianchang.

The rich psychological activities of the woodcutter Lin Hai were not reflected on his face.
Chapter completed!