Li Wuwu smelled the smell of smoke, cinnabar can calm his mind, the yellow paper was soaked in medicinal water, there was ginseng juice, and there was a lot of pollen smell of mandala. Spontaneous combustion is stained with phosphorus powder, an ordinary trick in the rivers and lakes.

However, using ginseng juice to lift yang energy, using cinnabar and mandala powder to make people sleep peacefully, resting well can indeed make people feel refreshed and feel good.

As far as today's illness is concerned, this talisman really works, if Li Wuwu doesn't reduce the child's fever, a talisman goes down, the child will definitely sleep peacefully, and he will look more energetic tomorrow. It is said that this is really a way to cure diseases, and Li Wuwu also secretly summed it up.

But this measles can't be cured just by treating it like this. If you see the wind, you may get sicker, so it is really dangerous.

Li Wuwu stepped forward and said: "This paper talisman may have curative effects, but it is better not to see the wind, and this medicine still needs to be eaten." ”

The immortal envoy looked at Li Wuwu, sneered, didn't answer, and left with people, and the villagers here hurriedly knelt down to send them off.

The village chief's family is still grateful to Li Wuwu, no matter what, this son is really capable and can see where the problem is. The family kept Li Wuwu to live, and the son of the Zhang family said that it was all arranged over there, and invited Li Wuwu to go back, Li Wuwu hesitated, saying that he had just seen measles, and the Zhang family was afraid that it was not good in the past.

On the way back, Li Wuwu asked, "I don't know what is going on with this Qinglian Immortal Envoy?"

The son of the Zhang family replied: "I pulled Gongzi and you back, just to tell you about this, just now you were disrespectful to the immortal envoy, if you encounter it later, you must be careful." ”

Li Wuwuqi said: "Are they some kind of cult sect?"

The son of the Zhang family explained: "This Qinglian Divine Sect has spread in the vicinity of Changshan in recent years, and it is said that it has been passed on by the Qinglian Great Immortal himself, and there are many incredible magical powers. ”

Speaking of this, he whispered: "Of course the poor people want them to come, but those who are better off are afraid that they will come to incite and riot, and it is said that some county towns in the west have been filled with them. ”

The word rebellion appeared in Li Wuwu's mind, is it really that the country is about to die, and there will be demons?

Is this an attempt to fool the people and disrupt the country? Unfortunately, it is not realistic at all, so maybe someone has some ulterior secret?

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Originally, Li Wuwu and they were going to leave early the next morning, Li Wuwu specially waited until noon, and saw that the little grandson of the village chief's family did not come out to show the wind according to what the fairy envoy said, but asked someone to go to the town with a prescription to grab medicine, and then set off with a sigh of relief.

Blacksmith Town, worthy of its name, saw the thick smoke of the road from afar like a black dragon spitting fire, closer, the full smell of fireworks, filling the nasal cavity, and closer, the tinkling sound of knocking vibrated the eardrums.

Li Wuwu shook his head in the car for a while, and said that he must not live in this town tonight, otherwise he will have to die of noise, Zhao San couldn't help but slander his son, how can you have a sleep that you can't sleep.

The carriage entered the town slowly, and there were many pedestrians on the street, mostly some fighting men in military uniforms, carrying guns and swords, and many people who looked like Jianghu. The street is very wide, and most of the blacksmith shops or weapons shops on both sides are written on both sides, some of which have a century-old shop written on the head, and some of which are written about government offices or specialists.

Li Wuwu stuck his head out on the carriage, shaking his head and not knowing what he was muttering, Zhao San couldn't wait to stop the carriage when he saw the first weapon shop, but Li Wuwu didn't speak, the sound of the horse's hooves hitting the bluestone slab seemed to knock on Zhao San's heart, and he saw that he was at the end of the street. Zhao San was a little frustrated, didn't he say that he would buy him a knife?

Li Wuwu suddenly said: "Turn around and go back." ”

Zhao San hurriedly turned the horse's head, and the carriage slowly stepped on the bluestone slab. This time, Li Wuwu sniffed from time to time, and sometimes stretched out his head to look at the nearby shops, but he just didn't stop. Horse-drawn carriages passed through the streets again.

Seeing that he was on the other side of the street again, Zhao San couldn't help but ask: "Childe, this is the end again, what is this for?"

Seeing that he was anxious, Li Wuwu laughed and said, "Third brother, don't worry, I will buy you a good knife that suits your heart this time!"

When Zhao San heard Li Wuwu say this, his heart blossomed, and he no longer urged, and let the carriage slowly return to the street.

Li Wuwu got out of the car, turned around and walked slowly, looking in front of each weapon shop, as if he was looking for something, but as if he had found nothing, his expression was a little depressed. Zhao San led the horse and followed, a little nervous.

Finally, Li Wuwu stopped in front of a weapons shop. ——Fang's old store.

The façade is very ordinary on this street, not too big, and not too many people. In the shop, there are all kinds of weapons with swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc. Shields and armor are also available, and there are some people picking and comparing there.

When the guy in the store saw that a guest was coming, he hurriedly stepped forward, and when he saw Li Wuwu dressed as a scholar, he asked, "Childe, are you here to buy weapons?" As he spoke, he wanted to lead Li Wuwu forward.

Li Wuwu shook his head and said, "Don't want a sword, you take him to pick a knife." ”

The guy looked at Zhao San, who was full of excitement, and hurriedly said, "Then this strong man, please come with me." ”

Zhao San looked at Li Wuwu, Li Wuwu waved his hand and said, "You go pick and choose first, and I'll turn around." "Anyway, I don't care about Zhao San, I look at the store by myself.

Zhao San hurriedly responded and followed the guy to see the knife.

Li Wuwu looked at the weapons in the store while looking at the customers in the store. A few people in military uniforms were surrounding the place where armor was sold, and there was a clanging sound inside, and Li Wuwu got closer to find that the few people here were not buying armor, but mending it. The armor was in the hands of a master who first removed some of the chopped nail leaves, then put the good ones on a cowhide rope, and then fastened them with rivets.

This can't be fast, and a few military men are chatting on the side. Li Wuwu was not interested in the trivial matters in the army, but looked at the worn-out nail leaves, there should be a lot of this kind of work here, and the broken nail leaves were piled up in a small pile. Li Wuwu looked at some iron farm tools placed in the corner of the wall again, thoughtful.

Zhao San and his buddy had already chosen the knife, and he was so happy that he was holding the knife and bringing it to Li Wuwu.

"Childe, what do you think of this knife?" Zhao San was very excited.

It was a three-foot-long simple knife, with a green-skinned sheath, a brass swallow, and a thread wrapped around the hilt.

Li Wuwu held the handle of the knife in his hand, did not pull out the knife, shook his head gently, and said to the man, "Take him to pick a good knife." ”