Chapter 1667: The Story of a Clay Doll Cultivating Immortality (2)
Chapter 1667 The story of a clay doll cultivating immortality (2)
They looked around and finally saw the clay doll sitting on the small tree, only the size of two palms.
The clay doll sat steadily on a thin branch. The branch did not sway at all, nor did it bend and fall to the ground under pressure. It was obviously not simple.
The magical scene just now, and the sudden appearance of the clay doll, the two mother and son instantly understood that this was their savior.
The woman and the boy knelt down and kowtowed, with tears of gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you, Master Nixian. Thank you, Master Nixian, for saving our mother and son."
"Thank you Master Ni Xian." The boy knelt straight and kowtowed to the clay doll vigorously. His little face was very serious, "I wonder where the temple of Master Ni Xian is? Ke Xuduan, if you can achieve fame and wealth in the future, I will make gold for you. If I live a mediocre life, I will clean the temple every month and repair it once a year. This is how I can repay you for saving my life."
We will never forget Master Nixians life-saving grace, and we also ask Master Nixian to tell you where the temple is. Luo Fenglan continued.
The clay doll had a kind heart, and the two rescued mother and son were so grateful to repay the kindness. She felt very happy: "I was moved by your mother-son love and I don't need you to repay her."
The mother and son spent some time building a small temple, just big enough to accommodate the clay doll. It was a little small, but it looked good.
During this period, Niwawa also learned about the situation of mother and son.
Luo Fenglan's husband died of illness. In order to treat the illness, the family sold land and fields, but they still could not save her.
Now that they have no land or property, the mother and son are living a difficult life.
Fortunately, we have this mountain at our back, and it is not a time of war and famine. We can still find some food in the mountains and fields, and we can also collect medicines and wild fruits to sell, so we can barely survive.
Niwawa kindly pointed out a way for them, saying that the medicinal herbs grew well there.
The mother and son picked a lot of medicinal materials after the guidance of Niwawa.
Niwawa did not take this matter to heart. Unexpectedly, the next day, Luo Fenglan and her son came again, this time with many gifts.
From that day on, mother and son would bring something to the clay doll every time they went into the mountains.