The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

“Lu Shi!!!”

Qi Jin put his hands in front of his face with a big movement, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

When Lu Shi turned around, he saw someone lying on the ground with a grin on his face, and he didn't get up for a long time.

"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to get up?" He said in a teasing tone.

Qi Jin didn't reply. His ankle was sprained, but he was still able to stand up. He just wanted to see when Lu Shi would come to help him. He didn't expect that this heartless man would still make sarcastic remarks.

Before Qi Jin's eyes turned red with anger, Lu Shi helped him up.

"What's wrong with your face?" How did you become so pitiful?

"You, you still have the nerve to say that?!" Qi Jin was shaking with anger.

He? What happened to him? Lu Shi thought, he didn’t do anything!

But the main reason is that he did nothing.

As a sacred tree and the leader of all spirits, Lu Shi seemed to have a protective film on his body that isolated him from the weeds. After all, how could the plants and trees in the mortal world dare to hurt him?

Without his permission, those annoying snakes, insects, rats and ants could not get close to him. Therefore, he did not feel any discomfort and completely ignored the people following behind him.

Qi Jin was speechless as he was truly speechless.

Unable to guess what this person was thinking, Lu Shi simply gave up. He walked over to Qi Jin and squatted down. He held up his sprained foot with one hand and gently stroked his ankle with the other. Then he casually said, "Your feet are really smelly."

Damn it, Qi Jin’s powder keg was easily ignited by just one sentence.

"What nonsense are you talking about...ah!"

Lu Shi accurately predicted and dodged Qi Jin's other kick. After straightening his foot, he turned around and began to search in the backpack.

One, two, three. Lu Shi dug out three herbs in total and handed them to Qi Jin: "Chew them up and apply them on your face. It can reduce inflammation and relieve itching."

Are you serious? Qi Jin opened his eyes wide, unable to believe it. The three herbs were all dirty in their own way. Almost every herb had a bit of fresh soil and tiny insect holes, and he didn't know what kind of insect had crawled through them.

Thinking back to the spider silk that was everywhere and caused him so much trouble, Qi Jin couldn't imagine how crazy he would be if this thing entered his mouth.

He would rather just endure the pain and itch.

Seeing that Qi Jin's expression was becoming more and more dangerous, Lu Shi reacted in time and took back the herbs he had handed over.

I almost forgot this squeamish person is so particular, with a bunch of useless cleanliness obsessions. If you ask me, that's just being poor and particular. What's the situation now? She has no sense at all.

It was probably Qi Qi's fault for taking too good of a care of him, which resulted in the young master not changing his bad habits at all even in this remote area.

Although he was complaining in his heart, Lu Shi did not show it on his face. After collecting the herbs, he quietly took out a low-level pill from the space.

"Eat this. Divide it into four portions. One portion is enough. Keep the rest away. Your body won't be able to handle it if you eat too much." He collected the elixir from the upper realm. Although it was the lowest-grade elixir, the effect was not something an ordinary mortal could withstand.

The moment Qi Jin saw the pill, his eyes were obscure. He took it and asked softly, "What effect does this have? Is it really that good? It can't be a lie."

"This is a pill, made by me, so its effect is naturally incomparable to those ordinary pills," Lu Shi praised himself without hesitation.

"Thank you." He thought it was another deceptive sorcerer.

The pills were indeed effective. In just a moment, the scars on my face disappeared, and even my body, which had been poisoned for a long time, felt a sense of relief.

Since his injuries have recovered well, Lu Shi will continue to collect his herbs. He is still half a basket away from his goal for today.

Qi Jin's feet were not yet suitable for walking, so he could only stay where he was and wait.

Now he has completely lost his temper. He thinks that instead of arguing with this piece of wood, it is better to adjust his mood.

He found that his mood recently was indeed different from before, a little bit wrong, and he got angry too easily, especially in front of Mu Tou.

But think about it, only that wood dared to tease him like this, who dared to be so rude in front of him in the past.

Fortunately, the herbs that Lu Shi needed were nearby, so he was always within Qi Jin's sight.

Finally, when Lu Shi was ready to go home, Qi Jin had completely lost all desire to live.

Lu Shi walked over, picked up the backpack in his hand, and squatted in front of Qi Jin.

"Come up, I'll carry you back."

Qi Jin didn't bother to be polite with him and jumped up directly.

It was already noon, and the winter sun wasn't scorching, but rather warm and cozy. Smelling the scent of plants emanating from Lu Shi, Qi Jin felt as if he were in a safe, warm bed, feeling a bit drowsy.

In the end, Qi Jin still couldn't resist the sleepiness and slowly closed his eyes.

"arrive."

No one answered.

Only then did Lu Shi realize that the person on his back was sleeping soundly.

Qi Jin leaned on his shoulder, her face flushed from the sun. The fine hairs were clearly visible in the sunlight, and her rosy, soft mouth opened and closed. The sound of her slow breathing fell into Lu Shi's ears, causing a slight tingling sensation and a palpitation in his heart.

This face is truly magnificent, showing the favor of God.

Lu Shi turned around, started up steadily and carried him back to the room.

After lunch, it was time to process the herbs. Monkey System and Qi Qi were drafted into the army. The man and the monkey did the work skillfully without even a hint of dissatisfaction.

Lu Shi was fiddling with pills in the room for several hours.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was already evening. Qi Jin had not gotten up yet, but the others had already finished dinner.

After the meeting last night, the list of donors needs to be compiled tonight. In this case, Lu Shi must be present. After all, not many people in the village can read, so it takes a scholar to do the writing.

When we arrived at the open space, the villagers had already formed a long queue under the organization of the village chief.

There were a lot of people coming, and everyone had a herd mentality: since everyone was paying, one more person wouldn't make a difference, and if there was a loss, everyone would suffer together, so that everyone could accept it. The only thing they feared was that they wouldn't pay when everyone else did, and in the end, they would be the only one who didn't make any money.

If we are poor, we are all poor together; you cannot be the only one to be rich.

Lu Shi pursed his lips and smiled, and everyone's thoughts were easier to guess.

"Come one by one!"

Lu Shi sat on a temporary stool, spread out the rice paper, and began to register names.

We are all farmers and don’t earn much money, but at least we don’t spend much and have saved some money.

This matter concerned future wealth, so everyone only kept a small amount of silver for emergencies and handed over the rest. Each person probably handed over seven or eight taels of silver. The village chief, who took the lead, even handed over 16 taels of silver.

Slowly, the team was approaching the end.

"Little boy, my family doesn't have much money. Are these enough?" The man was holding half a copper coin in his hand, and his tone was a little hesitant and uneasy.

The person who was speaking was Aunt Lin from the village. Her husband had been gone for seven or eight years, leaving behind an elderly mother and two children. Her family was probably one of the poorer ones in the village, and Lu Shi hadn't expected them to come and pay the money.

Looking behind Aunt Lin, it turned out that they were all those people whose lives were poorer in the village. For fear of being looked down upon, they all lined up at the end of the queue.