Sun Sheng pouted and chewed hard on the herbs in his mouth at this time, and because he saw Zhuang lying naked in front of him, his face, which had been a little bitter and green, turned slightly red. Seeing this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but smile dumbly and said, "I'll go, what kind of shame are you a big man?" Could it be that you are actually a daughter? Zhao Zheng looked Sun Sheng up and down with a "squint" and joked: "I said Shen Lang, why is that old guy so worried about you, you can't really be a woman, right?" ”

"Master, you ...... You're really good at laughing! How can a child be a daughter? Sun Sheng saw that Zhao Zheng was making fun of himself, so he hurriedly spit out the Chinese medicinal materials in his mouth and retorted "not angry".

Zhao Zheng finally couldn't help but raise his head and laugh when he heard this: "Hahaha......"

Seeing Zhao Zheng smiling so happily, Sun Sheng couldn't help but be full of doubts: "Master, Senior Brother's life is hanging by a thread now, aren't you worried?" ”

Zhao Zheng coughed twice in embarrassment when he heard this, and then waved his hand and replied: "It's all skin trauma, it doesn't hurt the internal organs, and it doesn't get in the way...... Don't get in the way......" Between the words, Zhao Zheng took out a small cloth bag from his body, "I'll go, thanks to you, otherwise the strong injury will really be difficult to handle!" Zhao Zheng looked at the cloth bag in his hand and muttered.

"Master, this is ......"

"Uh...... Oh...... This is gunpowder, black powder of very poor purity, to be exact! Zhao Zheng said with a disgusted face.

"Gunpowder...... What is gunpowder? ”

Sun Sheng had heard of "herbs", "magic medicine", "elixir" and other medicines when he was so old, but he had never heard of the word "gunpowder".

Zhao Zheng carefully opened the small cloth bag and explained: "Although this thing has the word 'medicine' in its name, it can't be eaten, and this thing is used to "kill people and set fires!" ”

"Murder and arson?"

Sun Sheng looked at the black powder in the cloth bag in astonishment, and no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't figure out the reason. Zhao Zheng saw Sun Sheng's eyes stunned when he looked at the black powder, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Alas...... Your brothers and sisters could have been as obedient as you had been in the beginning, and they wouldn't have died at the hands of this thing......" Zhao Zheng said, and began to sprinkle gunpowder on Zhuang's wound little by little.

"What!"

Zhao Zheng's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Sun Sheng was so shocked that he collapsed to the ground, if it weren't for Zhao Zheng's quick hand, Sun Sheng would most likely roll down the hill with medicine.

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand to pull Sun Sheng up, took the herbs that had turned into a paste and put them on Zhuang's body.

"Don't be afraid, gunpowder can not only kill people, but also save people! So......" Zhao Zheng put the last pinch of gunpowder on the wound and looked at Sun Sheng meaningfully and said: "So everything in this world has its two sides, it depends on how you think and how you use it!" In the future, I will teach you the way of earth arts, if you don't have to be on the right path, you can ...... as a teacher."

"The disciples will never dare to disobey the teacher's orders to do things that hurt the heavens and the world!" Hearing this, Sun Sheng hurriedly knelt on his knees and bowed his head.

Just when Sun Sheng kowtowed repeatedly, he suddenly heard the sound of "da-da-da" flint knocking, and after a few breaths, he only felt that his eyes suddenly lit up, followed by a muffled sound of "whew", and before Sun Sheng could react, a smell of burnt skin and flesh came to his face.

"Master, this ......"

Before Sun Sheng could finish speaking, he saw the impact sound of the flint, and when the sparks splashed into the black powder, they instantly turned into a prairie fire, burning all the wounds of Zhuang.

Zhao Zheng knew in his heart that the gunpowder anti-poison method was actually not suitable for Zhuang's current situation, but due to the limited conditions, Zhao Zheng, a clever woman who had no rice for cooking, could only choose to compromise with reality. Zhao Zheng ignored Sun Sheng, who was a little distracted, this time, and blew off the gunpowder residue on Zhuang's body with his mouth, and then casually lit a small fire to eliminate the poison of the short knife. After a while, Zhao Zheng stroked Zhuang's hot forehead and said softly, "Brother, you bear with it a little ......bit," he said, and the tip of the knife slowly approached Zhuang's wound with a blazing temperature.

Due to the excessive moisture in the hole, the wound was swollen and rolled up by water vapor, and when the tip of the knife touched the rotten flesh at the wound, only a "zing" sound was heard, and wisps of black smoke rushed into the nose with a scorching smell.

I don't know if it's because of unconsciousness or intentional endurance, when Zhao Zheng used a short knife to cut the carrion on Zhuang's body, Zhuang didn't scream and cry in pain, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"One cut...... Two knives...... Three Knife ......"

During the whole period, the thoughtful Sun Sheng didn't say a word, just quietly watched the short knife in Zhao Zheng's hand fly quickly at Zhuang's wound. Zhao Zheng himself didn't remember how many knives he had cut on Zhuang's body, only that the moment he inserted the short knife into the scabbard, the sun was already hanging high in the sky.

"Hoo ......"

Zhao Zheng exhaled a long breath, and then evenly smeared the medicinal clay that had been placed on Zhuang's body evenly on Zhuang's wound. Seeing this, Sun Sheng hurriedly pulled the basket to his side, and once again "ate" the medicinal herbs like a cow and sheep, and after ten minutes, Zhuang was like a grilled fish that had just come out of the pot and was ready to be served with coriander, lying quietly on the "platform".

"I'll go, I'm really tired......" Zhao Zheng put his ass on the ground and panted.

"Shihu ......"

Sun Sheng rubbed his somewhat numb mouth and asked vaguely, "Jie ...... Good porridge...... Okay? ”

"What...... What the? ”

Zhao Zheng didn't understand what Sun Sheng was saying at all, and then asked with a confused expression.

"I ...... I said...... Is the porridge ready? Sun Sheng asked repeatedly.

"Is this porridge ready?"

Zhao Zheng looked at Sun Sheng in confusion, thinking that he hadn't cooked porridge here! When he saw Sun Sheng rubbing his mouth constantly, he suddenly realized, "Oh oh...... Yes Yes Yes ...... That's it! ”

"Oooh......" Sun Sheng replied.

Because Xia Wuqi asked Zhao Zheng to pick up herbs that have the effect of stopping bleeding, removing blood stasis and relieving pain, when Sun Sheng chewed too many medicinal materials with his mouth, he would naturally have symptoms of numbness and tongue and slurred speech.

Zhao Zheng looked at Sun Sheng very gratefully but quite sympathetically, and after a while, he couldn't help laughing again, and Sun Sheng saw that he had made the master laugh, so he was naturally happy, and followed Zhao Zheng stupidly.

Time passed, and just as the master and apprentice worked together to lift Zhuang into the new cave, the sun had begun to slowly shift overhead.

Zhao Zheng looked up at the sky and said to Sun Sheng: "It's not a short time to come out for the teacher, you have to go back quickly, if you let Xia Wuqi find it, it will be troublesome!" Zhao Zheng pointed to Zhuang in the cave and instructed: "Let him stay in the cave during the day, don't forget to change the dressing regularly every day, and pull him out at night to breathe the wind, so as not to get damp and stink again!" Oh yes, after the teacher leaves, remember to get him more water to drink......"

Zhao Zheng babbled and instructed Sun Sheng like an old lady with a broken mouth, and only after making sure that Sun Sheng had written it down did he pick up the basket and hurriedly rush back.

When Zhao Zheng trotted back to the South City Gate with the medicinal herbs on his back, he saw Xia Wuqi staring at Zhao Zheng viciously with a black face.

"Why did you come back? It took almost two hours to collect a medicine...... "Xia Wuqi roared at Zhao Zhengyi.

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything when he heard this, but looked at Xia Wuqi with a bitter face. Xia Wuqi is already a gentleman, although he hates Zhao Zheng very much, but he is not enough to add fists and feet.

"Forget it, I don't think you can help much, go and go...... Carry the wooden barrel and carry the soup! "Xia Wuqi doesn't have a good airway.

"Oh......"

Zhao Zheng responded when he heard this, put the basket on his shoulder and ran away. Just as Zhao Zheng was carrying a bucket of hot water and "stumbling" through the crowd, he found two general-looking people entering the city side by side. When the two approached, Zhao Zheng found that one of them was actually the full ......