Han Mo rode on Jueying and took Qin Shan out of the city from the west gate. In addition to the large number of soldiers in the city, there were also thousands of garrison camps outside the west gate, and the Han family's military camps were within several miles.

More than ten miles west, there is a bare poplar forest, and there is an frozen lake beside the woods. The thorns around the lakeshore are covered by snow. At first glance, it looks like a dam surrounding the lake.

After Han Mo came here, he had read many ancient medical books, such as "Shennong Bencao Jing", "Huangdi Neijing", "Jinkui Yaolue", "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and "Emperor Neijing Suwen", etc. He was born in a medical school, so he had a natural interest in medical knowledge.

"Bitty tears" is a popular name, but few people know this medicinal material. It should be because this medicinal material is not precious and has a wide range of efficacy. The biggest purpose is actually to clear blood and qi.

Han Mo vaguely knew that these "bitter tears" were not fully utilized in medicine now. First of all, the growth environment of this medicinal material is very strange. Most of them grow in thorns and are generated in winter, so it is difficult to find. The most important reason is that the medical field today does not realize the value of this medicinal material. Even if someone sees it, he thinks it is just a sparse and ordinary weed.

If Han Mo hadn't seen this strange medicinal herb in medical books, he wouldn't have known that there was such a herb in the world.

"Look in the thorns. This herb looks inconspicuous. If you see grass, tell me." Han Mo ordered Qin Shan: "You and I will search along the lake shore separately, but... I may not be able to find it, try my luck!"

After getting off the horse, Qin Shan hugged Han Mo and said gratefully: "Fifth Young Master, Qin Shan thanked you on behalf of my lady. You... You are noble in your status, but you are here to find medicine for our lady. I...!"

Han Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't say so much at this time." He immediately took off the prepared small shovel, walked to the lake, and began to sweep away the snow on the thorns, and dig open the thorns to find herbs.

Qin Shan didn't delay it, so he looked for the other side.

The cold wind was biting, but Han Mo was extremely careful to look for bitter tears.

According to the book, the grass juice of bitter vegetable is the essence, but when you collect bitter tears, you need to squeeze out the grass juice within one hour, otherwise the effect of the grass juice will disappear, and the grass juice must be used immediately within one hour after the squeeze out.

Therefore, bitter tears are medicines that are used now and cannot be stored. It is precisely because of this that Han Mo did not send anyone to search in the city, but went out of the city to find fresh bitter tears.

Bitter tears are bitter, and the medicine juice has a irritating taste. If the medicine juice is applied to the eyes, it can make people cry. This is why it is named Bitter tears.

The two were looking for herbs, and suddenly they heard a song coming.

"It's good to be a god.

Happy to be free and carefree in the world.

Sleeping with wine and singing,

Is he a god?

You know it yourself.

Yay, ohah…!”

The song is wild and unrestrained, and the lyrics are quite chic. Han Mo couldn't help but look up and saw an old man with white hair and hair riding a green cow, leisurely coming here.

Han Mo frowned and couldn't help but murmur: "What's wrong with dressing up these days? Dress up as Li Er!"

Li Er is me, I am a young man. That is a good story in later generations. I just don’t know what the guy who suddenly appeared would be.

At this moment, Qin Shan shouted in surprise: "Fifth Master, come and see, this is the bitter tears you said!"

Han Mo didn't care about the old man riding the cow and rushed over quickly. He saw that there was indeed a bunch of extremely small grass in the thorns, which didn't look special. If it were nothing special in the past, it would be very green in the winter and snowy season, but it was strangely tight.

He patted Qin Shan on the shoulder gently, and Han Mo smiled and said, "Qin Shan, it seems that your luck is really good, and your lady is really good. I thought that even if I find her for another day, I might not have such luck, but I didn't expect that you could find her so easily."

"Is this the bitter tears that the fifth young master said?" Qin Shan said in surprise.

Han Mo nodded and said, "I'll collect it." He was about to take action, but he heard a voice saying, "Two lay Buddhists, destiny!"

Han Mo frowned and turned his head to look. He saw that the old man riding a cow had arrived beside him.

This man's hair and beard are all white, but he is wearing a Taoist robe and looks quite fairy-like. He is carrying a big cloth bag on his back, bulging and bulging. He doesn't know what is inside.

Han Mo said lightly: "You have something to do?"

The man was stunned and thought to himself that he looked like a fairy-like figure. Why didn’t this young man look respectful?

However, Qin Shan saw the old man wearing a Taoist robe, with a look of awe on his face, and clasped his fists and said, "Is the Taoist priest going to rush the way?"

Qin Shan's awe made the old man feel proud immediately and said with a smile: "The road to idle clouds and wild cranes, duckweed, is just walking along the mountains and wading in the water to help some people with destiny."

"Oh!" Han Mo smiled faintly, "What can Taoist priest help us?"

"The two planes are covered with blood and light disaster!" The old man said seriously.

Han Mo almost vomited blood. This old guy looked fairy-like. Why did he say that he was a trick of a liar in the world? He immediately had no good feelings for this person and said calmly: "It seems that the Taoist priest can help us kill him?"

The old man looked at Han Mo up and down, shook his head and sighed: "It's hard, it's hard!"

"Since it's difficult, it won't be a troublesome for the Taoist priest." Han Mo said angrily. This is obviously a scammer who pretends to be a god. Is it a god while riding a green cow?

The old man was stunned. The young man was very cold, which surprised him.

Qin Shan seemed very respectful to the old man and asked, "Where is the Taoist priest coming from?"

"From the microscope of the ducking mountain green." The old man stroked his beard and said proudly: "Original Dao Yuan Daoling is known as Zhang Tianshi!"

"Are you the living god?" Qin Shan was excited and said to Han Mo: "Fifth Young Master, this is a living god. He saves all living beings and knows the past and future. He is a great good person!" He was about to kneel down, but Han Mo grabbed him.

Han Mo is a time traveler, so he naturally would not believe in these ghost tricks, but Qin Shan is different. People in this era have a strong superstition and strong belief in the achievements of ghosts and gods.

Mount Fuping is a mountain in Qing Kingdom, and the Cui Microcosm is a famous Taoist temple in the world.

"Duckweed is like a cloud, and the green is a fairy!" This common saying has been passed down for decades. People have all said that the green microscope is like a god. Yuan Daoling comes from the green microscope of the ducking mountain, and looks like a fairy-like figure. Qin Shan naturally believes it deeply.

Yuan Daoling saw Qin Shan’s excited look and smiled. However, when he saw Han Mo was very cold and stopped Qin Shan from kneeling down, he couldn’t help but frown and said, “The layman seems to have some opinions about the old Taoist?”

Han Mo shook his head and smiled, "Master Yuan, we will not give alms to incense and money, nor do we want to become gods. As for the blood disaster, since Master Yuan said it was difficult, we will not force Master to break the disaster. Just walk around the mountains and rivers, we will not delay your itinerary."

Seeing that Han Mo was disrespectful to Yuan Daoling, Qin Shan felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Yuan Daoling sighed, "Although it's a bit difficult, there's always a way. It's okay if the layman doesn't have money for incense. The old Taoist travels all over the world, not to ask for money for incense." He glanced into the thorns, coughed, and said, "I have two talismans here, you can hold them in your arms, and the old Taoist finds another place to ask for some spiritual energy from the heavens. This bloody disaster can be solved, but...!"

"But what?" Han Mo asked, holding his chin and staring at Yuan Daoling.

Yuan Daoling showed a hint of embarrassment and said, "But seeking spiritual energy from the sky, the old Taoist will consume a lot of essence. If you do not replenish the essence energy, you will be afraid that the old Taoist's life will be worrying!"

Han Mo smiled and asked Youran: "Master Yuan, let me be honest, what do you want?"

Yuan Daoling turned over and fell from the green cow, carried his hands on his back, walked to the edge of the thorn, looked inside, saw the bitter tears inside, and pointed, "If you two want to break the disaster, what if you give me that weed?"

Han Mo sneered in his heart. He didn't expect that this old guy had been talking for a long time, just for the bitter tears. However, he didn't understand that these bitter tears were medicinal materials that clear blood. Although it was hard to find, they were not precious medicinal materials. What is Yuan Daoling's use for it?
Chapter completed!