spirapira

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    • by spirapira After looking at the thread for a while, a faint red glow emerged. 【Snow Silkworm Thread: Spun by a spiritual insect, the Snow Silkworm, extremely tough.】 【Impervious to fire and water, resistant to swords and blades, it seems to be a fine treasure.】 【Main material for making Snow Silkworm Silk Clothes.】 When Lu Qing used his strange ability to probe the information about the thread sent by Old Doctor Chen, he couldn't help but be surprised. This mysterious thread was actually a…
    • by spirapira Old Doctor entered the house and quickly came out again. He was holding a small box in his hand. "Take this." Old Doctor handed the box to Lu Qing. "What is this?" Lu Qing opened the box and saw a small bundle of nearly transparent white silk threads inside. "These silk threads were a gift from a wandering swordsman whom I saved years ago." "I don't know what exactly they are, but these threads are extraordinarily tough and can't be easily broken. They should meet your requirements for…
    • by spirapira When Lu Qing woke up from his slumber, the first thing he heard was Xiao Yan's cheerful laughter. He looked at himself; the silver needles on his body were gone, and he was covered with a thin blanket. He didn't know how long he had slept. Lu Qing thought to himself, uncovered the blanket, put on his shirt, and walked out. In the courtyard, he saw Old Doctor Chen sitting at a stone table with Xiao Yan. Who knows what they were talking about, but both were laughing heartily. Especially…
    • by spirapira 'Oh? Xiao Yan could tell that Grandpa Chen was practicing martial arts?' Old Doctor Chen asked with a smile. 'No, I couldn't.' Xiao Yan shook her head. 'Brother said that Grandpa Chen was practicing martial arts and told me not to disturb you.' 'Sorry, Grandpa Chen, we didn't know you were practicing martial arts.' Lu Qing said with an apologetic expression. 'It's fine. What I'm practicing is just a simple routine to keep the body active, nothing worth calling martial arts.' The old doctor waved…
    • by spirapira Suddenly, realizing that he had been reborn into a world possibly possessing extraordinary powers… …Lu Qing's heart was filled with both joy and astonishment. The joy stemmed from his inherent longing as a Chinese person for the life of a chivalrous hero, wielding a sword and singing as he journeyed. The astonishment arose because such a world, where immense power could be concentrated in an individual, would undoubtedly be more perilous than an ordinary one. As the saying goes, heroes…
    • by spirapira Could it be that he misjudged yesterday? Looking at Lu Qing's bewildered face, Doctor Chen doubted his own medical skills for the first time. But he quickly dismissed the thought. He was quite confident in his medical skills. Lu Qing was indeed critically ill yesterday; there was no way he could have misdiagnosed that. As for why Lu Qing had recovered overnight, there must be some other mystery. But it's a mystery he couldn't decipher. Doctor Chen pondered, still puzzled. In the…
    • by spirapira In Lu Qing's mind, a vision emerged of a slender old man with a kindly face. Doctor Chen. This old doctor was the only physician for several nearby villages. His medical skills were excellent. While he couldn't perform miracles, common ailments like headaches, fevers, injuries, and colds were all easily cured under his care. Few illnesses were beyond his treatment capabilities. As a result, he was highly revered by the villagers. It is said that even wealthy families in town often requested…
    • by spirapira Seeing the oil had melted, Lu Qing started placing the small fish one by one into the pan, slowly frying them. Actually, adding a little salt to the oil before frying would be better; that way, the fish wouldn't stick to the bottom. But Lu Qing noticed that the salt the uncle had brought earlier had rather coarse grains, not suitable for directly frying fish. Carefully controlling the heat, Lu Qing slowly fried the fish. The fragrant aroma attracted Xiao Yan, who had already finished eating her…
    • by spirapira After returning home, faced with the eager eyes of the little rascals, Lu Qing didn't delay and started dividing the fish immediately. He picked a couple of banana leaves from the backyard and cut them into several pieces. He gave each little rascal a handful of fish, not much, probably no more than half a pound per person. Although the fish wasn't much, the little rascals were overjoyed. After receiving the fish, they all ran home cheerfully, as if they had gotten some treasure. Seeing Lu…
    • by spirapira Lu Qing arrived at the fishing spot, flattened the surrounding grass, placed it in a wooden bucket, and then took out the bamboo tube containing the worms. He removed the clay seal from the bamboo tube, revealing the wriggling red worms inside. The little kids, with their sharp eyes and high vantage point, immediately exclaimed in surprise when they saw the wriggling worms in the bamboo tube. Worms…of course, they knew them, having caught plenty to play with in the past. Sometimes, they would…