In addition to the blood he spewed out of this stove, there was also the filth that Liu Dongyan had vomited up and down before, so Liu Dongyan himself felt very embarrassed, his pretty face was flushed, he nodded, and thought about it, Yang Xianmao poured some of the blood he vomited on the ground into this medicine jar, these are also the blood that he spewed out in the end, there is no need to cut himself again to treat these two guys, or use ready-made, although these have dried up, but they should still be used, try it.

Liu Dongyan saw him pour the dried blood on the ground into the medicine jar, and couldn't help but widen his eyes and said: "Young master, if this blood can really cure diseases, I will gather it together, and when I meet people who need to be treated, I can also help them treat them, this precious medicine can't be wasted." ”

The blood on the ground had dried up, so it was easy to carry the clots together and put them in a bag.

Hearing what he said, Yang Xianmao nodded and said, "That's right, you can handle it yourself." ”

Yang Xianmao couldn't be sure if the dried blood still had a therapeutic effect, he could try it first, the two people were not in a crisis to the point of the last moment, and they could have time to give it a try.

Yang Xianmao carried the medicine jar to the two big bags of medicinal materials downstairs, took the two flavors of medicine and put them in the jar, when taking the medicine, he paid attention to the surroundings, and did not find the two people peeping on the side, he also estimated that the two of them did not have the courage, at this time if they wanted to peep at Yang Xianmao medicine, if Yang Xianmao was angry and no longer treated them, then they would be miserable, so both of them obediently sat outside the attic and waited.

After Yang Xianmao loaded the medicine, he went out with the jar, and went straight to the kitchen, and saw that the two of them were sitting weakly in front of the stove, and when he came in, they both struggled to remember, Yang Xianmao said: "Okay, lie down, save some strength." ”

The two of them nodded painfully, Yang Xianmao put the medicine jar on the stove and began to decoct the medicine, he didn't bother to talk to these two people, and the two of them didn't have the strength to speak, so the kitchen was quiet, only the sound of Yang Xianmao holding a fan to fan the fire.

Yang Xianmao heard the irrepressible sound of the old man with the plate axe and the strong man with the copper hammer, after all, the pain caused by the comminuted fracture of the wrist is indeed unbearable, even if the two people are super strong in martial arts, and at this time, they have no way to mobilize their internal force to resist this pain, and can only endure the torture of pain like ordinary people.

Yang Xianmao sighed and said, "I originally wanted to treat you after the medicine is boiled, but seeing that you two are pitiful, forget it, I will give you pain relief first, lest you faint in pain by then, and I have to save you." ”

Yang Xianmao put the pu fan in his hand on the ground, took out a small porcelain bottle and a small ball of cotton from his arms, poured some local anesthetic medicine to soak the cotton ball, first walked to the old man with the axe, grabbed his left hand that crushed the bones, rubbed the anesthetic on his wound, and then wiped it on the strong man with the copper hammer.

In a moment, the two people were surprised to find that the comminuted fracture of their left wrist, which had caused them to die of pain, no longer hurt, but the place was no longer felt.

But in comparison, of course, they were willing to stop the pain, so they looked at Yang Xianmao in amazement and said: "Your medical skills are the most powerful I have ever seen, not only can you cure the plague, but his thunderous copper hammer can't kill you, it directly hits your chest and abdomen, and you don't even seem to have broken bones." Such a serious injury you can actually heal it yourself, and now I see that you rubbed the medicine on our severed hand and it is no longer painful, there is no one of your magic skills that is not shocking, if you can really cure this disease, if the Taoist chief does not dislike it, Tianjizi is willing to become friends with the Taoist chief. ”

When the strong man with the copper hammer heard this, he couldn't help but be taken aback, looked at the old man with the plate axe and said, "You are the Tianji of Wudang Mountain?"

Although these two people and the horse shopkeeper do not know each other, they just came together to take Yang Xianmao's life, and now listening to the old man's self-report, I know that this old man is the famous Wudang mysterious figure Tianjizi, who knows a little about the characters in the rivers and lakes, and will be shocked when he hears this name, because he is in the Wudang faction, and his martial arts are among the top three, second only to the head of Wudang. It's no wonder that he has such skills, especially light skills, which must come from the Wudang faction's Tiyun Zong.

Yang Xianmao is not interested in the so-called martial arts masters, because he does not regard himself as a person in the martial arts, and he is sad about his future and fate, so he is too lazy to care about these things, and he doesn't know what kind of person this Tianji is.

Seeing that Yang Xianmao didn't look surprised, the strong man of the copper hammer thought that he didn't care at all, but thinking that people were qualified to be so awesome, he also smiled wryly, and said with a smile: "Why did you come to do this deal?"

He didn't speak, just shook his head. Since the other party reported to the family, the strong man with the copper hammer thought about it and said his origin: "In Xia Zhu Iron Hammer, it is the Yangtze River area to live a living." ”

Tianjizi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, squinted his eyes and said, "Iron Rope Hengjiang, Zhu Tiehammer is you?"

This Zhu Iron Hammer is also famous in the rivers and lakes, in fact, he is a robber on the Yangtze River of past merchants, his subordinates are very brothers, and some of this person has a characteristic is that ordinary businessmen he does not fight, specifically looking for those who have passed through the Yangtze River, there are famous heroes of martial arts, on the one hand, he is robbing people's money, on the other hand, he also wants to take the opportunity to challenge these famous masters, because of his martial arts, I have never heard of anyone who has defeated him, which makes many martial arts masters even dare not pass through the waters where he is located, so he got this nickname, Iron Rope Hengjiang。

Zhu Tiezhu saw Tianjizi facing him, his eyes were shocked, and he was somewhat proud, but when he looked at Yang Xianmao, he saw that he was still indifferent, and he didn't seem to be interested in his name at all, so he was depressed again, and said with a smile: " My martial arts are okay outside, but in front of this Yiwen Taoist, it is simply not worth mentioning, the hammer I threw at him with all my strength, actually people are nothing, and the two of us can't take him together, he is the real man who dominates the world, and in the future, the name of the Taoist on the rivers and lakes will resound all over the country. ”

On the one hand, it is telling the truth, on the other hand, of course, there are exaggerations, Yang Xianmao's martial arts are actually only comparable to Zhu Tiehammer, and even worse than that day, if you really want to compete, Yang Xianmao will not be able to survive from the two of them, Yang Xianmao is completely using the terrible weapon of the plague, which is the only way to turn defeat into victory.

Yang Xianmao turned a deaf ear to his praise, still sat in front of the medicine jar, and when the medicine was ready, he poured all the medicine into two large bowls, and then carried the medicine jar and said to the two: "You two wait for this medicine to cool down and drink it twice, two hours apart, and I will come to decoct the medicine for you in the middle of the night, and I will drink it twice, so that by dawn tomorrow, it should be better than half."

Then he said to Zhu Tiezhu: "Come over in the evening, you tell me the news of that person." ”

When Zhu Tiezhu heard this, he said, "Don't you need me to follow you?"

Yang Xianmao shook his head and said: "I have other ways, I don't want you to appear next to that person, to be honest, I have no interest in this kind of traitor to seek glory, so I don't want to go with you, I can rely on your method to find the shopkeeper who kills the horse, the purpose of seeking revenge is good, and I have my own way if I can't find it." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhu Tiehammer was greatly moved, and at the same time, his face was full of shame, and he said: "The Taoist scolds well, but to be honest, that person is not my friend, we are just exchanging with each other, he has some things that are inconvenient to deal with and handed them over to me, I will help him deal with them, and then draw commissions from them, such a relationship of mutual use, if it is really my Zhu Tiehammer's friend, I am still very righteous, of course, it is impossible to betray my friends in exchange for benefits." ”

Yang Xianmao glanced at him, if what he said was true, this was a little understandable, after all, it was a transactional relationship, which was better than betraying friends, but no matter what, he was not interested in associating with this kind of person, so he didn't bother to listen to his trembling, so he went upstairs with the jar.

In the middle of the night, Yang Xianmao had been meditating, and his spirit recovered quickly, and because he had found a cure for the plague, Yang Xianmao no longer shied away from Aunt Huang's cooking. Therefore, when Aunt Huang brought the steaming meal from below, Yang Xianmao was no longer polite, but he was still worried that he would infect them, so he only asked him to put the food on the tray and put it at the top of the staircase, and expressed his gratitude.

Aunt Huang was very happy to see that Yang Xianmao was willing to eat the food she cooked, and played the piano and sang below, and Yang Xianmao finished the meal in her piano and singing.

After that, he meditated and pranayama, and the elegant sound of the guqin helped him recover.

When Yang Xianmao went to treat the two people before, Liu Dongyan had already cleaned up the attic again, shoveled down all the blood clots and put them in a small bag as medicine.

Yang Xianmao was extremely injured and vomited out several large bowls of blood, so although it dried up after collecting it, there was still a small bag. She brought water again to wipe away all the blood stains that were scattered and cleaned, and cleaned up all the vomit and diarrhea on her own, so by the time Yang Xianmao came up, the entire attic had been restored to its elegance.

Yang Xianmao checked her physical condition, after she took the medicine once, she basically did not vomit and diarrhea again, and her body gradually began to improve, which made Yang Xianmao's heart even more steady.

What made him feel even more relieved was that his body did not have any symptoms of the plague other than the blow to his chest from the brass hammer, and he knew that his body should have the ability to withstand the plague.

In the evening, Yang Xianmao went downstairs again to grab the medicine again, and then went to the kitchen, before that, he took some of his own blood powder from Liu Dongyan and added it to the jar, and began to decoct the medicine after arriving in the kitchen.

After taking two medicines, Zhu Tiezhu's spirit improved significantly, and they also had the strength to stand up, after all, the two of them have a solid foundation in martial arts, as long as the vomiting and diarrhea can be greatly relieved and the water is not lost, the body can also improve quickly.

When Yang Xianmao came in, both of them bowed, and because their left hand could not hold their fists, they could only bow.

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