By coincidence, when the young man in the carriage was shaking all over, he happened to be caught by Ruan Qiubai who was not far away. He immediately frowned, flicked the head of the fat and strong yellow rouge horse, and urged the horse. Nearby. Looking at the ferocious expression of the young man, his brows furrowed even more, and he asked Tang Bufeng: "We were still chatting and laughing just now, how could we become like this in just a short time? As a sworn brother, are you serious? Competent."
Tang Bufeng's clothes were firmly grasped by the young man, unable to move. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly and said, "The two of us just had a few drinks. How could we imagine that this kid suddenly contracted a strange disease? There is no clue as to what the cause is. According to Yun Zhong's usual temperament, if it was an ordinary pain, it probably wouldn't be as painful as it is now. Besides, I still can't get away. If I'm a girl and I don't have any good ideas, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the boss to make up my mind. After all, He is an old man from Jianghu, and he may have encountered such a strange disease before."
Tang Bufeng said these words very quickly and with a very sharp tongue.
Ruan Qiubai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling quite dissatisfied, but seeing the scary look of the young man with bulging veins, he immediately took out a letter from a small package on his horse and handed it to Tang Bufeng without any delay.
Seeing the confusion in the latter's eyes, Ruan Qiubai said angrily, "This letter was entrusted to me by the old city lord. He said that if the young man becomes ill on the way, he should open this envelope. There will naturally be a solution in it, and I think it is better than others. It has to be right."
After hearing this, Tang Bufeng quickly freed up his hands, opened the letter, and fell out two date-colored pills and a piece of rice paper about a palm and a half long. He roughly swept the rice paper in the middle, and didn't care about anything else. He used the thick wood of his clothes to pry open the boy's teeth and randomly stuffed a pill into the boy's mouth. At this moment, Yun Zhong's complexion looked purple and black because he had been holding his breath in pain for a long time. His body looked more like he had been fished out of the water not long ago, and a human mark was left in the middle of the carriage.
This period of pain almost took away the young man's consciousness. Fortunately, this jujube-colored pill entered his abdomen and quickly absorbed all the Qiuhu Sword Qi that was crisscrossing the meridians. As soon as the power of the sword weakened, Qiuhu, which was originally just like the birth of spiritual wisdom, slowly became silent on its own, sinking back to the top of Dantian, and there was no more movement.
The pain that originally spread through all the acupuncture points all over the young man's body disappeared without a trace, like a great tide receding, rising and falling, almost making the young man groan. Tang Bufeng on the side was also stunned, staring at the young man whose face gradually calmed down. He didn't say anything for a long time. When Yun Zhong's expression became more or less normal, he turned around and said quickly, "Brother Yun, how do you feel? Is there anything abnormal? Where?"
Yun Zhong glanced at his meridians, only to find that Qiu Hu, who had almost torn him into several pieces, was hanging safely in his Dantian. It was very honest, and he moved his muscles a few times, but it was no big deal. Then he said blankly, "I was so heartbroken just now, but now I don't know why I have calmed down again. It's very weird." Seeing that the boy was indeed okay, Tang Bufeng punched the former on the shoulder, and then said proudly, "Yun Zhong, hurry up! Thank you to my wife. If she hadn't been here, you might have died in the car today. Look at my clothes for you to grab. Three coins of silver. I don't know whether the guest officer paid for the silver or the money. ?”
Ruan Qiubai next to him wanted to stop him, but he stopped rushing. Then Yun Zhong stupefiedly said "Thank you sister-in-law", which made her face turn red. She replied as thinly as a mosquito, "Little brother, you don't need to be polite," and then he gave her a hard look. Tang Bufeng, thinking that nothing happened, rode away.
"As long as it's okay, come on, let's keep drinking." Tang Bufeng didn't care about anything else and just looked for the wine jar from the back of the carriage. Ignoring Yun Zhong's disdainful look at this moment.
"You really don't need to say a few nice words? If it weren't for that pill, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink Shuoshu from now on." Yun Zhong leaned against the side wall of the carriage and let out a long sigh. What he had just done really made his heart palpitate. He had never experienced such pain since he was a child, but he had tasted a little of it just now. Therefore, when he turned around at this moment, fatigue and soreness came all over his body, straight to his limbs and bones, making him also feel Somewhat sleepy.
Unintentionally, the young man saw the palm-width piece of rice paper that Tang Bufeng had thrown down in a hurry. He was too lazy to get up, so he simply hooked the piece of paper in front of him with his toes, struggled to bend down to pick it up, then spread it out in his palm and read it carefully. Come.
Tang Bufeng searched for a long time and finally found another jar of wine. He patted the dust on his body with satisfaction and sat down next to Yunzhong. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, like an old farmer who had just stolen a good melon from someone else's field. It's a chicken thief. But when he turned around and looked again, he saw that the young man who had fought with him for a drink was staring directly at the piece of rice paper about a palm's width away, silently.
"Look at this, it's forcing me to quit drinking." The young man smiled bitterly.
Tang Bufeng snatched up the rice paper and read it carefully again. When he looked at it just now, he really didn't see it clearly, but when he read it again, his face became gloomy. "The letter said that you should not be contaminated by even a drop of alcohol. If you are contaminated, you will suffer the pain of scraping your bones and gouging out your heart all day long. What should I do?"
"There is no wine along the way, let alone I can't bear it. How can you really endure the huge number of wineworms in your belly, Yun Zhong?" The journey is boring. If the caravan passes through a prosperous and bustling place along the way, Fortunately, you can always encounter new and rare things like performing arts, but if the road is mostly in the wilderness, and the road is getting better every day, in the words of people in the caravan, it will be really frustrating. Therefore, people in the caravan, no matter how drunk they are, can always drink a few drinks, and it is no problem to give orders to others with fists.
What's more, Yun Zhong often stayed up all night because of his lack of energy. He waited until the sun first appeared and drank too much wine with the sleepy Tang Bufeng before falling asleep.
It was only because Tang Bufeng knew about his weird nature that he asked like this.
"So what if I don't quit drinking? I can't live and die on the road, right?" The young man sighed and looked helplessly at Tang Bufeng. The latter avoided his eyes and picked up the half bottle of remaining wine beside him, took a few sips, and said no more Look at the young man.
"Those two date-colored pills are not meant to be swallowed."
"Good wine, good wine." Tang Bufeng pretended to be dumbfounded.
The young man curled his lips and said, "That medicine is taken in the mouth every time when there is cramping in the abdomen."
"I haven't drunk Shuo Shu for two days. I didn't expect this wine to be so strong. I'm going to sleep first. If there's anything unimportant, I won't mention it until my brother has had a full sleep." This man was almost half a bottle of wine. After finishing the drink, I just pulled a thin blanket and fell asleep.
Yun Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment, so he could only lean on the side seat of the carriage, planning to be fascinated for a while.
The page of rice paper was taken away by Tang Bufeng and still placed in the middle of the two people.
Between the lines, the realm of cultivation and the divine will of Qiu Lake are clearly written.
But Tang Bufeng never mentioned half a word.
The young man never explained anything.
Only the fragrance of Shuoshu wine lingered in the car and lingered for a long time.
Who doesn't want to be carefree and carefree, and go on a journey with his brothers?
