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The journey from Hangzhou City to Longjing Village was only half a stick of incense. By the time the group arrived here, it was almost Haishi, and almost no one in the village came out to do anything.
Next to the stone monument at the entrance of the village, Weiming sat on the roof of the car and looked at the sky quietly. The driver could not bear the sleepiness and fell asleep leaning on the carriage, while Po Meng was nowhere to be seen.
She told Wei Ming that she was going to find the sub-rudder in Fengdu.
After a while, Po Meng's figure appeared silently beside Weiming.
"I heard that Meng Po, the soul-forgetting soup in Fengdu, kills people without a shadow, and her light skills and hidden weapons are the best in the world. Today, it seems that her reputation is well-deserved." Weiming's words were extremely sincere. Based on what Meng Qiansi just showed Although Qinggong may not be able to kill him due to the cold poison and internal injuries, if he was determined to hurt him, the chance of Wei Ming escaping unharmed would not be higher than 10%.
However, after saying these words, Po Meng didn't react at all. Wei Ming turned to look at her. Under the background of the moonlight, Wei Ming could vaguely see that Po Meng's face didn't seem to be very good. It could even be said to be a little ugly. Immediately He reacted and asked: "What? Something happened to your sub-rudder?"
Po Meng nodded, and while calming down her inner breath, she said in a low voice: "...There is no one in the sub-rudder, not even a corpse, only some blood stains, not even many traces of fighting, no one alive, Dead without a body..."
Wei Ming's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, secretly thinking about the horror of Tianyi City and the Evil Palace.
Po Meng was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said: "No, I must rush to Luosha to split the helm immediately, otherwise..."
Before Po Meng finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wei Ming: "No, your injury has not healed yet, and it is too late now, so we should wait until early tomorrow morning to set off!"
"..." Po Meng just wanted to insist, but suddenly she felt a chill spreading from her body. It turned out that the cold poison had started to attack again, but this chill made Po Meng's irritable heart gradually calm down. She was originally a A very calm person, but after he noticed a series of conspiracies, and was seriously injured and poisoned, he became a little bit irrational. Now he has a clear mind and simply doesn't speak. For the time being, he gives up his trust 100%. Give it to the young man in front of her~ Although she still doesn't know why he wants to save her.
Wei Ming naturally noticed Po Meng's condition at a glance and didn't say anything more. After waking up the driver, he walked straight to the only courtyard in the village that still had lights on. After paying some silver, Meng Qiansi and Weiming stayed at this house for one night, while the coachman borrowed two quilts and rested directly on the carriage to prevent the carriage from being stolen in the middle of the night.
A night of silence.
The next day, the coachman drove the carriage back after discussing with Weiming, and Weiming also started brewing herbal medicine.
This time, the amount of food to be cooked is much larger than before, not only for treating internal injuries and external injuries, but also for repelling cold, preventing cold, and detoxifying.
Most of these were naturally prepared for Mrs. Meng. Although the unknown medical skills may not be ranked high in this world, after all, they have absorbed some modern medical concepts from previous lives, and their treatment angles for many injuries are very different from other doctors. The difference allows him to use more cumbersome but simpler methods to treat some injuries that are at the upper limit of his ability.
Of course, this is also because Meng Qiansi is not poisoned into the bone marrow and poisoned like in the original work. Otherwise, unless Wei Ming has the pure Nine Yang Magic and Hu Qingniu's medical skills like Zhang Wuji, there is almost no possibility of cure.
Just as Weiming was setting up the medicine can and stove in the yard, preparing to read medical books and boil medicine at the same time, a young girl walked out of another room.
"Good morning~Sister Wang." Weiming greeted with a smile.
"Uh~ha! Good morning, little brother Weiming." The girl yawned and replied, "Where's Sister Meng? Haven't you gotten up yet?"
Weiming smiled and said: "She caught a cold not long ago, so she is a little weak. She may need to sleep more! I am making medicine for her~"
"Make medicine?" The girl from the Wang family then noticed the several medicine jars in front of Weiming and said with some surprise: "You know how to heal?"
Weiming smiled shyly and said, "I don't dare to say that I can, but I know a little bit~"
"It's really amazing..."
In this way, the Wang family girl and Wei Ming started chatting enthusiastically. When they heard that Wei Ming had been to many places, she wanted to hear what he had experienced on the journey. Wei Ming naturally did not refuse and started chatting with her.
During the chat, Weiming found out the name of this girl, whose surname was Wang Sisi. Her parents died young. She originally had an older brother, but last year he went to the Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts, so now she is the only one taking care of the family business at home. She usually makes a living by picking tea and herbs. In her words, she occasionally mentioned that she has a sweetheart. However, although that sweetheart is also very interesting to her and often gives her gifts, his nature is too... Hmm~ Uninhibited, this made Wang Sisi a little distressed, wondering whether she should agree to his pursuit.
To this kind of question, Wei Ming could only respond with a smile.
The two of them chatted for about half an hour. When the unknown medicine was almost finished, there was a knock on the door outside the yard, followed by a middle-aged man. An energetic young voice.
"Excuse me, I'm in Xiagu Yuexuan. I was entrusted by a monk from Shaolin Temple to deliver a letter. May I ask if this is Miss Wang Sisi's home?"
Wang Sisi, who was chatting with Weiming, was stunned when she heard the voice outside the door, "A monk from Shaolin Temple? Could it be my brother?"
Thinking like this, Wang Sisi couldn't care less about Wei Ming on the side and hurriedly opened the door.
As soon as he opened the door to the courtyard, he saw three young men, two men and one woman, standing outside. The leader was wearing a knight's robe and a strong inner attire. He looked to be only in his early twenties, but he already had the air of a master. With a dignified appearance and extraordinary bearing, he must be Gu Yuexuan.
After seeing Wang Sisi open the door, Gu Yuexuan cupped his hands and said, "I'm down there with Gu Yuexuan. Behind me are my junior brother Jing Jie and Wei Zi Ling, the daughter of Wei Family Fort. You must be Miss Wang Sisi!"
Wang Sisi immediately replied: "It's me. Did my brother ask you to come to me?"
"Exactly. Brother Ling also asked me to bring you a letter." As he said that, Gu Yuexuan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Wang Sisi.
Wang Sisi took the letter and was about to open it when she suddenly glanced at Gu Yuexuan and others. She immediately reacted and said with a smile: "Look at me, I've forgotten how to treat guests when I'm so anxious. Come in and sit down quickly! I'll give it to you." Let’s make some cups of tea, authentic Longjing tea!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yuexuan was about to decline, but he heard Wei Ziling behind him say first: "Thank you sister, then we have to be respectful and obey your orders~"
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