"I think you seem to be injured. Although I haven't learned all of my father's medical skills, I can still treat injuries. Please wait for me for a while." After Wei Feng said that, he turned around and entered the house.
"Huh?" This time it was Zhai Zhiming's turn to be surprised: "Aren't you curious when you first heard about the practice?"
Wei Feng's reaction was very different from what he imagined. He revealed his identity as a cultivator, but the other party showed no intention to ask further questions. Even his curiosity was fleeting, and judging from the other party's look and tone, it was not Forced to be indifferent, but really wanted to help him heal his injuries.
When he thought of the injury, his right arm began to ache again. He had something to do, but yesterday the gargoyle injured his dominant hand, which had a considerable impact on his combat power. To be on the safe side, he left the Unbounded Mountains and planned to Stop in a nearby village or town to recuperate from your injuries.
There is a strange energy in the place where he was scratched by the gargoyle that is still eroding. It is expected to take a day or two to be driven away. The trauma medicine used in the cave last night did not have much effect and could barely stop the bleeding.
However, when he stood up for Wei Feng, his movements were too large, and the wound cracked a little, and blood started to ooze out again.
While he was talking, Wei Feng had already taken out a pack of medicinal powder and a clean cloth strip from the inner room, and replied calmly: "Wouldn't practitioners also be injured? Let's heal the injuries before we talk."
He reached out to untie the clothes on Zhai Zhiming's arms, but the other party hesitated for a moment and did not dodge, letting him do what he did.
Wei Feng untied his previous bandage, wiped away the oozing blood, then evenly sprinkled the powder on the wound, took out the cloth strips and re-bandaged him. This process was quite skillful.
The strip of cloth is a gauze substitute made by Wei Feng. Boiling it in boiling water for five minutes and then drying it can also achieve disinfection effect. He often goes up the mountain and has constant trauma on his body, so these things are always on hand.
"The medicinal powder left in the cave has been there for a while, and the effect is not as good as the one at home." Wei Feng said lightly.
After all, there is no sealed packaging here, and the shelf life is very short. Moisture or oxidation of the medicine will affect the effect. He only made the medicinal powder at home recently, and the effect is better.
"Thank you, little brother." Zhai Zhiming looked a little pale. Firstly, he was still a little weak. Furthermore, when changing the dressing, he touched the wound and it hurt.
"Don't thank me yet, I'll go to work later." Wei Feng glanced at him: "Your wound is too deep, external medicine alone has limited effect, and it needs to be taken internally. My father has a prescription that can be effective, but it's just not enough I have a few medicinal herbs, and I will draw you a picture of the medicinal herbs and their location in the back mountain later, and you can go pick some and bring them back."
Seeing what he wanted to say, Wei Feng hurriedly said before he spoke: "Aren't you a practitioner? You must be in better health than an ordinary person like me. Then you can go there by yourself. If you can bring more back, If so, it means that you practitioners are really powerful."
Without giving him a chance to refute, Wei Feng went back to the house and found pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to draw the appearance of herbs for him. Cang Gou squatted aside and watched, with a trace of doubt flashing in his two dark round eyes.
After a while, Wei Feng handed some pieces of paper with the herbs drawn on them to Zhai Zhiming, and explained their locations to him one by one: "You can see this one when you get halfway up the mountain and walk about three miles east. This one is on the west side. On the edge of a cliff, this one is..."
Zhai Zhiming took the drawing paper, touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed, but he turned around and walked out of the courtyard, heading straight for the back mountain. From time to time, he would look back and see Wei Feng at the door watching him go up the mountain. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, and at the same time A trace of doubt flashed through my mind. They were all treating external injuries. There were medicines for applying wounds, but there were not enough medicines for internal use. It was a bit strange.
However, considering that Wei Feng might only have minor injuries such as scratches on his skin from thorns, it is possible that he would not need to take medicine internally at all, so there was a shortage of medicinal materials.
Standing at the door and watching him completely enter the forest, Wei Feng turned around and entered his small courtyard.
"Huh?" Cang Gou asked when he saw that the outsider was no longer there.
"Of course the medicine hasn't been used up yet, I just want to send him away."
"Woo?"
"It's hard for me to explain this to you. The human world is very complicated, and your little head can't understand it."
"Woo?"
The gray dog bared its teeth and kept talking, so why did the dog attack?
"Stop whining, come and help me. Oh, you don't have any hands. Then help me with your mouth. Hold the firewood in your mouth. I'll hold this. Let's go back quickly."
From just a few words of conversation, it can be heard that Zhai Zhiming is not a traditional defender of order, and he has no special views on killing. This made Wei Feng suddenly have a plan in his heart. He also wanted to become a practitioner, but this I'm afraid I can't ask for it, so why not find another way?
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In the south of the village, Mr. Liu’s family lives.
The brothers all live together, next door is Lao Wu. On weekdays, the Liu brothers look after each other and don't worry if they don't run into trouble in the village. Everyone maintains peace on the surface. If trouble happens, almost no one messes with them. Liu's, why do they have so many boys in their family?
Today's visit to bully Wei Feng was to no avail. Instead, he and several of his nephews were injured. On the one hand, he lost face. But more importantly, it was almost time to harvest the wheat. It would be difficult to participate in such heavy physical exertion after losing one arm. Working, this made him gnash his teeth with hatred.
As the saying goes, "spring competes with day and summer competes with time." The Liu family originally had a lot of land, and also occupied part of the Wei family's. Every year, harvesting was done against time. As a result, the family lost its main labor force at a critical moment this year. This was a big and fatal problem. .
"Father, what should we do?" Liu Laosi's son hung up his injured arm and asked angrily.
"Yes, Fourth Uncle, let's just forget it like this?" Liu Laowu's son was also in the same miserable state, a little unwilling to accept it.
"How can we just forget about it? We must learn to keep calm.
You two boys are still young and lack some knowledge after all. The long sword held by the nosy person is a real weapon that can kill people. Don't you think about how easy it is to mess with someone who carries a murderous weapon with him.
It's unfortunate. In a remote and remote place like Moshi Village, we usually don't see a stranger for half a year. Why did we catch up with strangers passing by today? "
"Alas," Liu Laosi sighed again, secretly cursing how unlucky he had been in recent years.
He had only been to the county town once or twice when he was young. When it came to his so-called knowledge, it was mostly hearsay. He only knew that swords were very expensive. He guessed that people who were not murderers would generally be reluctant to buy them. He simply relied on himself. His imagination cannot rise to the level of a practitioner.
Slowly, he gritted his teeth and said: "But don't worry, the passerby can stay here for a few days, and he might leave at noon. When we all recover from our injuries, we can take the guy with us and go to the village again." Bei, when the time comes, we must pluck that kid’s skin off.”
Just thinking of the scene where Wei Feng reached out and grabbed his wrist, he had some doubts in his heart. However, considering that next time there were more people on his side, it would be no problem to bring farm tools and pack up a small group of people, so he put aside his doubts for the time being.
The two juniors nodded in agreement, but heard Liu Laosi frowning again and starting to talk: "It's just that we are like this. I'm afraid it will be too late to cut the wheat in the middle of the month..."
"Father, let's just hire a few villagers to help. At the worst, we can give them some food. Anyway, we have saved some money in the past few years..." Before his son could finish speaking, he was beaten by Liu Laosi. broken.
"What do you know? By then, everyone will be busy with their own fields. Who will have free time? If they come to help us when they are free, it may be too late. Besides, you also know that in recent years, it has been rainy from June to June. , and we can’t delay it.”
"Then father, what do you think we should do?"
Liu Laosi gritted his teeth for a while and then told his son: "Go and call your mother and your wife."
Then he looked at Liu Laowu's son: "You go too."
The two juniors looked at each other and did as they were told.
