General, Madam Called You To Farm

Chapter 868: Antidote, peerless boss

Chapter 868 Antidote, Peerless Boss

The snake bone flower, which can only bloom for at least a year, bloomed in a month in the pharmacy. The speed of flowering is amazing.

Ever since the father left the Saintess Hall, his internal injuries have worsened day by day, not to mention that he absorbed the scorching energy of Wei Qing's internal energy to save Wei Qing. After that, every time he exercises, his injuries will double.

Father-in-law didn’t say anything, but everyone knew that he was suffering from injuries every day.

Now the snake bones are blooming, and when I return to the capital, I can treat my father-in-law's internal injuries.

I don’t know if I can wait that long. If I don’t pick it, will it thank you?

I forgot to read this item in the Cangdian Pavilion last time.

But it doesn't matter, she can pick the flowers in advance and refine the wound medicine.

She has stored most of the medicinal materials for refining wound medicine in the pharmacy, and only two herbs are used up for Wei Ting's treatment, but they are all medicinal materials that can be picked at present.

After a while, she asked her senior to take her into the mountains to gather some medicine.

If the senior is not willing, she can pick it herself, the worst is to find the medicinal materials.

When she left the pharmacy, she brought out some food, including rice cakes, dried meat, and a box of dried fruit and syrupy walnuts.

"Little! Tiny!"

Wei Liulang pushed open the door of the stove house with great excitement, his eyes sparkling, "Your method really worked, Xiao Qi has recovered his memory! He recognized me!"

If you don’t restore your memory, you will have to take off your underwear.

Su Xiaoxiao suppressed the corners of her raised lips: "It's all thanks to Sixth Brother. Sixth Brother remembers him so clearly when he was a child. In order to prevent his amnesia from recurring, Sixth Brother should recall it for him from time to time."

Wei Liulang patted his chest: "Don't worry about that! Xiao Xiao, do you want to go over there and see if Xiao Qi remembers you? I'll just come and look at the medicine."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled slightly: "Okay."

Su Xiaoxiao left the food to Wei Liulang, and he only brought two pieces of rice cakes to Wei Ting's room.

After all, as a wounded number, he can only eat this.

When entering the room, Wei Ting tried to stay calm, but his slightly flushed face betrayed him.

What is a large-scale social death scene, this is it.

Su Xiaoxiao walked over with a smile that was not a smile: "I heard from Sixth Brother that you have recovered your memory?"

Wei Ting said coldly: "Just recovered, still a little confused."

"Oh." Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, "Then do you remember who I am?"

Who are you?

This sentence is the beginning of this great shame.

Who would have thought that things would develop out of control and eventually evolve into this way?

This is no longer a question of thick skin, is it still letting people live?

Su Xiaoxiao saw that he had a stubborn mouth, and seemed to want to hold on to the last trace of dignity. He immediately refined Wei Liulang's revelation, imitating Xiaohu's body language and demeanor, and said in a childlike voice:

"I want to hug, I want the eldest brother to kiss, I want the second brother to kiss, the third brother, the fourth brother, the fifth brother and the sixth brother, all kiss!"

"Is Xiao Qi your favorite brother?"

"Xiaoqi don't want to grow tall~"

"Xiao Qi don't want ~ Jiu (go) way ~"

Wei Ting clenched his fingers tightly, and said in shame and indignation: "Mother, son!"

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head and shouted to the door: "Sixth brother, he didn't recover his memory!"

Wei Liulang: "Ah! Here I come!"

Wei Ting: "...!"

Go early to collect herbs, and it will be dark when you come back late, making it difficult to walk at night.

Su Xiaoxiao searched for a long time, and finally saw the motionless old man on the roof.

Isn't it?

How long have you been in the sun on the roof?

It won't be in the sun until now, right?

Su Xiaoxiao asked: "Senior, I want to go to the mountains to collect herbs, do you want to go?"

The old man glanced at her, put away the small flashlight, and came down.

He carried a cloth bag on his back, took another cloth bag, grabbed two big pancakes and put them in, and then went out the door without saying a word.

Wei Ting fell asleep.

Su Xiaoxiao said to Wei Liulang: "Sixth brother, I'm going to collect medicine."

Wei Liulang saw that she was taking the saint with her, and he was relieved a little: "Be careful, don't go to dangerous places by yourself."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "I will be careful."

To enter the mountain, you have to pass through the tribe.

When the big guy saw the old man, it was like seeing a ghost and a plague god. The people who were working at the door immediately hid in the house and closed the door.

Only the young man quietly opened a crack in the door, but was soon dragged in by his mother pulling his hair.

"Mom, he doesn't eat people."

"Shut up!"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the old man's expression, but he didn't care at all.

That's great.

The three entered the mountain.

What Su Xiaoxiao is looking for are two medicinal herbs that are unique to southern Xinjiang, one is called poisonous dragon grass, and the other is called white mustard.

These two medicinal materials are used to repair damaged tendons, and also have a certain effect on burning gas.

Dragon grass is easy, they picked half a basket within less than half an hour after entering the mountain.

White vines grow on the cliffs. The most luxuriant season is May, and there are very few white vines right now.

They searched several cliffs before finally finding the trace of the white beard vine.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the abyss at the bottom of her feet: "It's such a steep cliff, it's hard to fall."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded to the saint.

The saint sacrificed the white silk, entangled a big tree on the cliff, and flew down with the white silk.

But Bai Ling got to the end, but she was still a few feet away from the white sudou.

The saint untied the whip from her waist, and hit it with a whip, but it still couldn't reach it.

The saint began to shake her body, trying to throw herself over.

At the third shake, she finally reached.

But at this time, Bai Ling was also torn due to excessive friction on the rock.

The saint fell down.

"Saint!"

Su Xiaoxiao reached out to grab Bai Ling.

The old man grabbed her and threw her behind.

Then he leaped, jumped off the cliff, caught the saint in mid-air, stepped on a tree stem with one foot, jumped up with his strength, and fell back to the cliff steadily!

Such skill made Su Xiaoxiao amazed.

The weather on the mountain was changeable, and it rained suddenly after getting the white mustard vine.

The three came to a cave to shelter from the rain.

This is the cave where the old people often come to, where dry firewood and dead leaves are stored.

The clothes of the three of them were all wet, and the old man planned to start a fire.

However, the wind was too strong, and his fire was extinguished as soon as it blew on.

After trying for a long time, not a single leaf was burned.

He frowned a little irritably.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao also took out a fire pocket, she blew lightly, and the fire pocket lit up.

The strong wind was blowing in, but the fire pocket was still bright.

Su Xiaoxiao gathered up the dead leaves and covered them with a piece of oil paper wrapped in rice cakes to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.

The old man looked at it for a long time, and he was sure that the fire pocket was really still bright

He hesitated, squatted and moved over, pointed to the fire folder in Su Xiaoxiao's hand and asked, "What is this?"

Su Xiaoxiao continued to pile up dead leaves, and replied: "Huozhezi, I'm done talking."

elder:"…"

The old man asked: "Is it easy to use?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "It's not easy to use."

Shua.

She lighted up a bunch with ease.

The old man stared straight at Huozhezi: "Is it yours?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "No."

Old man: "Where did you come from?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "I picked it up."