Liu Yi has been trembling with his hands and finished reading the opening of the "Shennong Jing". He, who has good Chinese literature, probably understood the meaning of the opening of the "Shennong Jing".

That is to say, the Anonymous man who wrote books was originally a hermit who devoted himself to practicing Taoism. He did not care about worldly fame and fortune. He was always experiencing his own cultivation and understanding his body and mind at any time. He was lying in the deserted mountains and rivers with sparse population to bind his own certain desires so that he could live forever.

During this period, he visited many dangerous situations such as mountains, rivers, canyons, rivers, forests, lakes, and swamps in order to refine elixirs, and found many strange ores, herbs, and other items. However, using these things to refine elixirs was a failure, and then he threw them away. By chance, Anonymous discovered that the place where he failed to refine elixirs was thrown away by the place where the vegetation was denser and prosperous than other places. The fruits of the fruit trees were ripe. He picked a few and tasted very well. This phenomenon attracted his attention, so he slowly looked for the cause. He found that it was related to the waste residue he had poured into the alchemy. After several experiments, he also found a way to control the growth of plants.

Later, Anonymous found the same ingredients and stirred them evenly in a piece of wasteland according to the original method. In his daily life, he picked wild vegetables and fruits on it, and his body became more and more vigorous. Although he had been 100 years old, his body still had no diseases. He still visited the mountains, rivers and rivers outside alone. Seeing Anonymous, a young man in his youth, felt that he was no worse than theirs, he sighed and said, "I am very satisfied even if I can't live forever."

But I still have regrets in my heart. He has no descendants and relatives. His formula is a bit shocking. He is afraid that the leakage of the formula will cause turmoil in the society at that time. But I feel unwilling to do so, so I specially wrote the "Shennong Jing" and put it in a wooden box and hid it in a stone cave in a mountain. I hope that those who are destined to be with the "Shennong Jing" will learn the above method. In addition, I tell you that this thing is likely to attract many people to peek, pay attention to confidentiality, and handle it with caution.

Liu Yi not only trembled with his hands, but his whole heart was trembling. It was so amazing. Liu Yi was like a martial artist who suddenly got the martial arts secrets of a generation of masters. He was also like a poor man who picked up a lottery and won the five million prize. He was more like those daydreaming people who woke up and saw that money rained in the sky.

I looked at my second brother who was still snoring on the bed again, and then confirmed again. I saw Liu Yi quickly put all the other books on the bookshelf back. He stopped reading "Shennong Jing" and opened a locked cabinet with the key, took out some old clothes, then stuffed the "Shennong Jing" hard into it, then put the clothes taken back and locked the cabinet. He pulled the zipper with his hand, and only breathed when he saw it was solid.

Back at the bed, Liu Yi looked at his second brother again. Seeing that he had no response, he lay on the bed. His heart was in a mess. As he thought about it, he fell asleep in the end.

The next morning, Liu Yi was woken up by other brothers and said he wanted to avenge the one-point revenge for the failure of playing cards last night. There was no way, and with two big dark circles, he finally glanced at the bookshelf and then at the cabinet. It was confirmed that this was not a dream, but a real fact. Liu Yi's uneasy heart felt relieved again.

The relatives in the clan did not leave until lunch. The pace of life in the city is very fast. We should be grateful to have two days off or two days off. Because Liu Yi is not at work now, he was planning to stay in his hometown for a few more days, let alone now he discovered the "Shennong Jing". He said goodbye to his brothers, sisters, aunts and elders who are about to part with him, and made an appointment with the few who are unwilling to lose money to celebrate their birthdays or reunites next time.

Uncle Liu Yi invited a one-stop to clean up the tables, stools, pots and pans. It seemed that they would be able to get it done in a while. Their things were transported by vehicles. There was a period of cars here that could not be entered, and everyone asked for help. After helping to move them a few times, the bustle in the yard slowly disappeared and the tranquility of the past was restored.

In his slowly calming heart, Liu Yi now had many questions in his mind. Where did the "Shennong Jing" in Liu Yi's hometown come from? From the bookshelf placed and the dust covered with it, this did not mean that this thing belonged to his grandfather, but at that time, the grandfather found the contents of the book? With the question in his heart, Liu Yi was puzzled.

When there were many people, the house could not be placed. Now that the relatives have finished walking, some people feel that the house is empty. The beds that were originally laid are no longer available. Uncle Liu Yi and Liu Yi were preparing to put away all the unused beds and bamboo mats. At that time, only Liu Yi and his uncle were left in the house.

Liu Yi couldn't control his doubts and asked while tidying up the bed: "Uncle, how did my grandfather's room come from so many books?"

"Why do you ask this question?" Uncle continued to wrap his bamboo mats, "Speaking of it, there are so many books, some of which are what your grandfather needs to use at work, and some even talk about the turbulent years after the liberation."

"There is a big landlord in the village. When the land reform movement was carried out, the landlords wanted to criticize and renovate. This is not the case that most of them would be confiscated. The landlords surnamed Liu in the village were no exception and were also confiscated. But at that time, society was originally chaotic, and people were selfish. Many things were copied out and used to take them home. After the government came, some were returned, but many were still hidden."

"At that time, there were only those books that no one wanted. Your grandfather was not a worker. He knew a few words. When he saw a good thing thrown away, he picked it up while it was dark. The government also acted as a show of people, so the things were kept. Later, a bookshelves were specially made and the bookshelf you see now was made by your grandfather."

Liu Yi thought about it and still felt something was wrong. He had not read the landlord's family. After reading the method of farming in the book, he would definitely know how to farm. However, after the search, the landlord rehabilitated the house and did not listen to him talking about this topic. The crops he planted were no different from others. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was a bit strange.

Looking at Liu Yi's worried look, the uncle didn't know why. He continued to tidy up the bed: "Oh, there is something else, it's a bit mysterious at that time."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Liu Yi immediately became energetic.

"It happened a while ago your grandfather passed away. You must have heard from others that your grandfather is still very famous in our area. Not only is he a worker, but he is even more famous after he retires and returns to the countryside. Do you want to know the reason?"

The uncle asked, and before Liu Yi could give the answer, he sighed: "Your grandfather has been a good person all his life. As long as the surrounding villages know your grandfather, there are no one who doesn't give him a thumbs up."

"Others always stay at home to enjoy their old age when they retire, but when your grandfather returned from retirement, he saw that the roads in the village were bumpy and blocked, so he paid to ask someone to go to the foot of the mountain to make stones to build bridges and pave roads. He didn't listen to his advice at home. The most he said was 'Life for a lifetime, benefiting one'. It is the stone bridge you studied when you were young, and the bluestone roads you walked on were built by your grandfather's staff in the village."

"In your grandfather's later years, the river ditch in the village was flooded. The original stone bridge hole was too small and the water flow was not enough. In the end, the stone bridge was destroyed. Later, the village organized people to prepare for repair. However, after the flood, I saw that the original site of the stone bridge was left. Only the bridge piers were still stationed on both sides of the river. At that time, the river water surface was 5 meters wide. If it was repaired, it would cost a lot of money. In the end, your grandfather said that a village could be stumped by a small river. Each family could pay if they could pay, and if they could work, I could not move. If I was old, I would take all my pension this year."

"Just pay, I will work hard, everyone will work together, and immediately take action. Every rural people who are backing the mountain are good stonemasons. On the mountain where the quarry is mined, it may be that the rainwater invaded the soil on the surface of the mountain some time ago, or it may be that the vibration of the mountain cutting and quarrying fire. Not long after the shot, a loud rumbling sound came from the mountain, and a group of people suddenly ran out of the foot of the mountain, shouting, "The mountain collapsed, the mountain collapsed."

"A burst of gravel burst out with shouts, but fortunately no one was injured. When the dust fell, I saw clearly that a cave was exposed when the mountain collapsed. In that era, there were all rough people in the countryside, who were illiterate and ignorant. After seeing that the mountain had no more earth and rocks fell, I drilled into the cave to test the situation, but found nothing."

While recalling, my uncle talked about the past he participated in throughout the process: "I was only over 30 o'clock at that time, and I was also a famous stonemason in the local area. I was following them at that time. Before I could enter the cave, I saw them walking back regretfully while talking. I didn't give up, so I went in and searched carefully. Maybe it was luck that I really found a box for me. The box was smashed by stones falling from it. There were only a few books inside. I took it out and read it was fine and I didn't hit it. The person who went out first saw me taking out a few books and thought there was something inside and ran back into the cave. I was carrying a few books and flipping through them. I didn't know what to write. I thought your grandpa didn't know what to write? I just took it home and let it go."

After saying that, he paused and then said, "It was noon when I got home that day. Your grandfather was in a bad mood and closed his eyes in the yard of the house. I told him about the situation where I got the book, but he ignored it. He told me to put the book and say that I would read it again when I had time. I would put the book on his bookshelf. However, your grandfather spent all his limited energy on building the bridge. Shortly after the bridge was built, your grandfather passed away with him."

Liu Yi also felt a deep sense of pride when he listened to his uncle telling his grandfather's story. Think about it, now, grandfather was only a person who was born in that era. He was a person with noble character and pure character. It is difficult for one of thousands of people to come out, but he never lacked it in that era.

Liu Yi remained silent and listened quietly to his uncle's story. His uncle was also talking about his nature and said to Liu Yi: "The books in this big bookshelves were all your grandfather spent his whole life. No one used them normally, so it seems to be preserved very well now, and it is also the thoughts that your grandfather left for future generations."

Now it seems that Grandpa Liu Yi has never seen those books of "Shennong Jing", otherwise he would have given him some careful explanations to future generations and would not have put them on the bookshelf casually. He sighed in his heart, and understood the whole story of "Shennong Jing" and felt like a stone finally landing on the ground.
Chapter completed!