Seeing that Changsheng agreed to help, the woman was so happy that she hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.
Changsheng helped the woman up, turned to write, and asked for details. However, the woman did not know the name of the soldier who killed her husband and children, but she remembered the man's appearance. If she saw him again, she would definitely be able to recognize him. .
After listening to the woman's narration, Changsheng picked up his pen and started writing again, only saying that he would take her to take revenge in two days.
The woman didn't know how to read, so she had to be translated by the old man. When the old man read out the words written by Chang Sheng, the woman waved her hands repeatedly and said a few words eagerly.
The old man wrote and translated, all he said was that the soldiers all lived together, and there were many people in the camp. If you wanted to take revenge, you had to wait for the opportunity, and you couldn't force your way in.
Changsheng raised his head and glanced at the woman, but said nothing more.
Changsheng then asked about the old doctor who had died earlier. The old man recognized the old doctor and wrote his own answer. He only said that the old doctor was from a village in the north. In addition to his wife, he also had a lame son.
Changsheng asked the old doctor about his son. The old man replied that the old doctor's son was disabled and could not make a living. He could only inherit his father's business and make a living by practicing medicine.
Changsheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions. As the saying goes, a drop of kindness is repaid by a spring. In addition to the woman in front of him, the old doctor also contributed a lot to his survival. The old doctor has been killed by soldiers, and he can only repay his kindness to his family.
Seeing that Changsheng no longer wrote, the old man hesitated several times, but finally did not speak, but looked at the woman beside him with pleading eyes.
Seeing the old man looking at her, the woman looked troubled and hesitated for a long time before saying anything.
After the woman finished speaking, the old man immediately picked up a pen and wrote, "Will you stay?"
After the old man finished writing, Changsheng immediately shook his head. He had been missing for so long, and many things were probably delayed. He wanted to rush back to the Tang Dynasty immediately, how could he stay here.
Seeing Changsheng shaking his head, the old man and the woman looked disappointed and depressed.
Changsheng knew that the old man wanted him to stay in the village to protect everyone, but he really couldn't stay here for long.
After a moment of silence, the woman suddenly remembered something and said something quickly.
The old man wrote a translation, meaning that the last time the soldiers broke into the village, the villagers were so frightened that they ran into the mountains, and it took a long time before they dared to come back. When he needed help, there was no one in the village, instead of the villagers refusing to save him.
Hearing what the woman said, Changsheng knew that she had misunderstood. After the woman was captured by the soldiers that day, he was thrown to the ground unable to move and almost starved to death. In the end, the woman came back and rescued him. Although he could not move at that time, he could not move. He could hear the sound and knew that no one was in the village at that time, so he did not resent the villagers.
Changsheng nodded and then picked up his pen and wrote, "I know there is no one in the village."
The woman pointed at the old man, then outside the house, and said a few words at the same time.
At this time, a piece of paper was already full, and there was still a lot of paper used to write prescriptions in the old doctor's medicine box. Seeing that the old man wanted to take the paper to write again, Changsheng raised his hand to stop him, and pointed to the tabletop, indicating that he should be on the tabletop. Write on it and don't use paper anymore.
Although the old man didn't know what Chang Sheng had left the paper for, he didn't ask any more questions. He picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the table. The general meaning was that all the strong men in the village were killed by the soldiers, and the rest were old people. A weak woman and child, if he could stay, the villagers would treat him well.
After confirming that Changsheng had finished reading, the woman hurriedly wiped away the writing on the table and handed the brush to Changsheng with both hands.
Changsheng shook his head and did not take the brush handed by the woman.
Seeing Changsheng's refusal, the woman and the old man looked disappointed again, but they did not continue to plead. The woman sighed, and the old man stood up from his seat and wanted to leave.
At this moment, Changsheng suddenly remembered something, picked up a brush and wrote a series of words, "Where does the ginseng I take come from?"
After the old man read the translation, the woman answered eagerly, and the old man wrote quickly, saying that some of the ginseng taken during Changsheng's life was found by the woman in the mountains, and many were given to her by the villagers.
Changsheng nodded and did not continue writing.
Seeing this situation, the old man knew that he would never stay in the village. He left the house in frustration and took the villagers outside the house in dismay.
After the villagers left, Changsheng took the stack of paper and began to write quickly. The woman did not know that he was writing Qianjin Yifang. At first, she thought Changsheng wanted to talk to her, but she was worried that the old man who could translate had already left, so it was Changsheng who had written. She couldn't understand it, but she soon discovered that the words written by Chang Sheng were very small, and after finishing one letter, he wrote another one, which was obviously not meant for her to read.
Changsheng wrote Qianjin Yifang to express his gratitude to the old doctor for saving his life. Human beings are not grass and trees, so how can they have no desires and desires? The reason why the old doctor stayed in front of the bed in full clothes was probably because he discovered that he had medical skills and wanted to After he recovered from his injury, I asked him for advice. Now the old doctor is dead, but he still has a son. Qianjin Yifang is the Qihuang secret book left by the King of Medicine. With this medical book, the old doctor's son will definitely become a famous doctor.
"Qian Jin Yi Fang" is very long. At first, the woman could still muster the energy to sit aside and help Chang Sheng grind ink, but late at night, she couldn't support herself and fell asleep on the table.
The return of immortality was as fast as an arrow, and I was not willing to waste time. I filled out the front and back of the remaining paper and marked the order of the pages. Then I stopped writing. Even though I used both the front and back, I only wrote Qianjinyi. A small part of the square.
But this is enough. One really useful secret recipe is enough to support the family. More than two hundred secret recipes are enough for the lame son of the old doctor to become famous and have food and clothing.
Changsheng put the written prescription into the medicine box. When the woman heard the noise, she woke up and raised her head. Changsheng pointed to the bed where she had been lying before and motioned for her to go to bed and rest.
The woman pointed to a bunk next to the door, indicating that she would sleep on the bunk, as Changsheng would sleep on a wooden bed.
Changsheng did not refuse, drank a ladle of cold water and then went to bed to rest. It was not that he did not know how to be humble to women and children, but that these were small things. There was no need for you to give in. Meaningless humility seemed hypocritical and deliberate. The most important thing was A man's magnanimity and responsibility are not reflected in trivial matters, but in big things. Anyone can fake small things, but not big things.
Although Changsheng recovered his spiritual energy cultivation, his spiritual energy was never completely full. Due to the loss of energy and blood, he only recovered 60% of his spiritual energy when he woke up. His Hunyuan Divine Art was automatically advanced. At this time, he was still far away from the purple energy of Dongyuan. Four months to go.
It was already midnight in the morning. After going out, he found the woman chopping firewood outside the house. Seeing Changsheng going out, the woman hurriedly came up to him, took out two eggs from her arms and handed them to Changsheng.
Changsheng reached out and took one, and then made a gesture to indicate to the woman that she would also eat one.
The woman was reluctant to eat and delivered it again. Changsheng frowned slightly, and the woman hurriedly shrank her hands when she saw this.
Changsheng walked into the house and took out the old doctor's medicine box. Although the woman didn't know how to read, she was very smart and immediately guessed that Changsheng wanted to entrust her to give the medicine box to the old doctor's son.
The woman took the medicine box and gestured a few words, roughly saying that she would be back at noon.
Changsheng nodded and watched the woman carrying the medicine box as she walked north quickly. When the woman's figure disappeared, Changsheng sat down on the stone in front of the door, basking in the sun and closing his eyes to rest.
When the villagers saw him sitting in front of the house, they all wanted to come over and talk to him, but they were in awe of him and did not dare to come forward. They could only watch from a distance.
At noon, the woman came back.
This woman was very smart. Although the two could not communicate in words, they could communicate with gestures. After a series of gestures, Chang Sheng asked about the location of the military camp and the approximate number of troops stationed there.
Seeing Changsheng standing up, the woman gestured eagerly and asked him what he wanted to do.
Changsheng glanced at the woman, then stood up and pushed away all the stones and branches that the woman used to represent more than two hundred soldiers...
