According to Old Man Chen's instructions, Wu Song came to the peak of Qixia Ridge, and found four-leaf clovers and dragon balls on the sunny slope.

Without further hesitation, he dug his head down.

Because the true qi in his body could not operate now, there was no way to refine the medicinal materials as before, so he simply dug a lot, preparing to make up for the lack of quality with quantity.

Digging medicinal herbs was something he started doing when he was a teenager, and after more than ten years, he has become extremely proficient in this kind of work.

In a short time, he dug up a large bag.

Straightened up and wiped the sweat from his head, Wu Song estimated that these medicines were enough to treat Ding Yan, so he climbed to the top of the mountain, preparing to dig the last medicine, Ge Miaogen, by the stream behind the mountain.

As soon as he crossed the mountain, he heard a noisy sound in the distance, Wu Song looked up, and saw several colorful tents set up by the stream, several young men and women were talking and laughing loudly there, and light smoke was rising from the barbecue grill on one side, and the aroma of barbecue meat came with the wind.

Tsk, these people are really going to enjoy it.

Wu Song didn't care, the stream in front of him was twisting and flowing, he slowly searched along the bank, and soon found a kudzu seedling root in the grass, he squatted down and dug it up.

There was a sudden sound of rustling around him, and as soon as Wu Song looked up, he saw a pair of young men and women who had arrived in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

The man who asked the question was tall and handsome, but there was an arrogance between his eyebrows, which made people unhappy to look at, and also discounted his good skin.

The sun was already in the west, and the time was not early, so although this man was not very polite, Wu Song didn't bother with him.

"Me, I'm digging medicine!"

As he spoke, Wu Song pointed to the herbs he was digging in his hand.

The man snorted and took two steps.

In order to facilitate the digging of medicine, Wu Song put the backpack on the ground, and the man pulled it twice with his foot, and the herbs inside were exposed, and then he retreated.

At this time, Wu Song was no longer very happy.

Well, even if you want to see what's in your bag without my permission—what's actually your business—you'll have to use your hands!

Thinking about Ding Yan still lying on the hospital bed in pain, Wu Song gritted his teeth, grass, Lao Tzu endure it again!

He just glanced at the man, didn't speak, and put the herb in place.

"Wow, is this a medicinal herb, why is it so beautiful?"

The young woman standing on the side screamed in fuss.

Among the two herbs that Wu Song had already collected, the dragon ball seed was indeed a very beautiful plant.

Its flowers are not big, the same as a bead, which is also the origin of the name of "dragon ball", the victory is bright color, and there are many of them, its leaves are green and fat, two in a backdrop, it looks particularly good-looking.

What's more, because of its own medicinal properties, the fragrance of dragon balls is elegant and distant, which makes people smell but not tired, and it smells much better than ordinary flowers.

Wu Song just smiled, he heard the meaning of this woman's words.

If it weren't for the fact that he needed these medicines to heal Ding Yan's injuries, he would have nothing to send her a few, but not at the moment, he was still waiting to use these medicines.

Seeing that Wu Song gave her the herb without acquaintance, the young woman pouted dissatisfiedly.

Relying on her own beauty, she has always been the object of competition among the men in the circle, those men are rich and powerful, and they always look above the top and are domineering when they treat others, but in front of her, they are like a pug.

She didn't expect that after she had already revealed her meaning so obviously, the ordinary-looking guy in front of her hadn't actually offered the herbs she wanted with both hands, which made her very dissatisfied.

"There are still some on the other side of the mountain," Wu Song kindly told her, "This herb usually grows with bushes. ”

"Well, Yunlai, people want it!"

The young woman dragged out her voice, and she coquettishly looked at the guy named Yunlai, and she also specially used an ambiguous tone, which was tried and tested repeatedly when dealing with men.

Sure enough, hearing the beauty being coquettish like this, the young man's bones suddenly lightened, and he hurriedly said.

"Baby, isn't it just a medicinal herb, no problem!"

Wu Song squatted on the ground digging for medicinal herbs, and when he heard this man's words, he secretly felt funny in his heart.

The man stepped forward, picked up the backpack on the ground, and handed a dragon ball to the young woman's hand.

"Take it!"

Then the backpack was thrown to the ground.

Wu Song stood up.

The woman said excitedly while intoxicatingly sniffing the dragon ball in her hand.

"It smells so good, people still want to ask for it. ”

The young man turned his head and met Wu Song's cold gaze.

He was stunned for a moment, snorted, and showed a "I understand" expression.

The young man took out a few bills from his pocket and forcibly stuffed them into Wu Song's pocket.

"Take it, I've bought all the herbs in your bag!"

"I'm not selling!"

Wu Song pushed his hand away, and there was a small flame beating in his eyes.

The young man was stunned, and then he realized that the other party was not so easy to mess with.

Wu Song picked up the backpack, stuffed the dug kudzu seedling root into it, turned around and left.

It's just a medicinal herb, and it's already in the woman's hands, so he can't snatch it back from the woman's hands, right?

Forget it.

Wu Song thought so in his heart, and continued to look for Ge Miaogen along the stream.

"You're useless!"

Behind him came the reproachful voice of a young woman: "If it were Paul, he would give me whatever I wanted, like you, wretched!"

The young woman turned around and left, and the dragon balls that Wu Song had worked so hard to collect were also thrown to the ground by her.

The man chased after him: "Tina, you wait for me, listen to me......" glared at Wu Song with fierce eyes.

Soon, Wu Song approached the place where those young people were camping, and he accidentally looked up and saw that the young man named Yunlai was pointing at him, and he didn't know what he was talking to his accomplices, so he didn't think there would be anything good to say.

Wu Song didn't care, he began to endure as soon as these two people appeared, if the other party was no longer interested, then he had nothing to do.

Several young men approached him.

Wu Song squatted there digging herbs without even raising his head.

Until he dug up a whole kudzu seedling and put it in his backpack, the men didn't make any moves, just stood beside him and watched him.

"Hell, have dogs changed their nature of eating?"

Wu Song muttered in his heart.

Even though they were camping outside, the young men were dressed quite well, and with the pretentious conversation, he could almost guess that they were the children of wealthy families.

He cut the face of one of their accomplices on the spot, and it was no wonder that these guys didn't make any moves, so it was no wonder that he felt strange.

However, soon, Wu Song knew that he was wrong.

Dogs still eat, after all, it's in its nature.

The reason why they are not exposed, it is just that they have become more insidious and hidden!

Those few people saw Ge Miaogen's appearance, scattered, and walked in front of him first.

"Hey, I found it!"

A man suddenly screamed.

Wu Song looked up, and in front of that man, it was indeed a kudzu seedling root.

"Is this thing good?"

A person glanced at Wu Song with a sneer, and sniffed Ge Miaogen.

"Holy!"

He made an exaggerated expression, indicating that what was in his hand smelled bad.

"It stinks!"

"Someone wants such a stinky thing, so it's better to throw it away!"

He slammed Ge Miao Gen to the stone, and the green juice splashed out, and at the same time, the unique fragrance of Ge Miao Gen also overflowed.

The men laughed loudly, as if they had done something extraordinary.

"In order to protect the environment, it is our responsibility to eradicate these poisonous weeds!"

"That's it, such a stinky thing, if it is eaten by small animals, it will cause them to have diarrhea, how bad!"

"Yes, yes, or you are thoughtful!"

Several people looked at Wu Song, who was standing not far from them, and giggled arbitrarily.

It's not that they didn't see Wu Songtieqing's face, but they didn't take it to heart.

They have practiced kung fu, and the backstage is hard, why is the dirt bun in front of them fighting with them?

He can only be the object of their pastime, the clown who teases, with such a plaything, it is much more fun than a simple camping picnic!

These people rushed in front of Wu Song, and there were many of them, so they could always find out one step ahead of Wu Song that two kudzu seedling roots had been destroyed by them.

"Wow, another one!"

A guy was just about to stretch out his hand, when suddenly there was a scream in the air, and a stone came in through the crack in the person and smashed on the back of his hand impartially.

"Ahh

Needless to say, that stone was thrown by Wu Song, this group of people has been playing with him for a long time, his anger has reached the extreme, he shot in anger, how can he show mercy?

Seeing that the other party was really in a hurry, these people were not angry but happy, and when they were ready to deal with this guy, they had already taken this situation into account.

Wu Song lazily put his backpack on his back and let several men surround him.

He didn't care at all, he didn't even think about whether he was the opponent of these people, the anger burning in his heart couldn't be held back, he needed a hearty outburst!

He's not a monkey!

He's a martial arts genius!

He's a master of the Heavenly Vein!

He is—God!

Seeing that he had already stood in position, a guy let out a low roar and punched him in the face, and almost at the same time, several of his accomplices also launched an attack on Wu Song.

These rich second generations got together because of the same smell, and they have a pretty tacit understanding with each other.

At the same time, they also have their own arrangements for fighting.

For example, among their group, the highest kung fu is Paul, the one who is the first to attack, so he will attack the enemy from the front.

And those who are almost kung fu, or who are cunning enough, take advantage of the opponent's attention to be attracted by Paul and strike a black hand from behind.

They have defeated many opponents in this way, and now, they use the same method to deal with Wu Song!