When they heard the shouts of the thin monkey, they did not care to eat or drink, but ran to untie the reins of the mules and ran away. Fat staggered and tried twice before climbing the mule, and the others were no better.

This time, everyone did not follow or ambush, but rushed straight towards the small red flag, waving the weapons in their hands, and shouting indiscriminately in their mouths. When the messenger saw the oncoming crowd, he saw the posture and knew that it was not good. Tighten the reins of the horse with one hand and draw the waist knife with the other, ready to fight. Everyone surrounded him, the messenger took a closer look, this group of people was riding a mule, and couldn't help but sneer, with contempt, it turned out to be a group of small thieves who did not enter the stream, today let them see the military might of my Tang Dynasty Shence Army. Immediately, his feet slammed into the horse's belly, and the horse under his crotch neighed and rushed forward, and the messenger shook his knife forward, and the oncoming orange hurriedly dodged, and took advantage of the situation to fly away, kicking the orange to the ground. The orange rolled on the ground, but fortunately it didn't fall too badly.

The messenger's kick angered the crowd, and he wanted to borrow his horse to play tricks, but he was better off and hurt people directly. The three of them drew arrows and took their bows, and shot three arrows at the messenger's right front, and the messenger heard a strange sound behind his ears, and knew that it was a hidden arrow, so he immediately turned his horse's head and ran to the left. The three of them whizzed three arrows again, and the messenger flicked the horse's head to the left again. As soon as the crowd saw the play, they scattered in all directions, gradually forming an encirclement posture, forcing the messenger to the grove on the left.

"All the heroes, I have no grievances with you below, why do you stop you?" With no way out, the messenger clasped his hands into fists and spoke loudly, without fear.

"We wanted to borrow your horse to play, but now we have changed our minds and want to borrow your head to play." Ye Lin carried the big knife on his shoulder, smiled obscenely, and his face was full of wine red, not to mention how insidious it was.

"Who are you sacred, who dare to spread wilderness under the city of Weizhou?" The messenger was so angry that he dared to ask for Lao Tzu's life, and today he had to pull a few cushions even if he risked his life.

"This Weizhou City, but our Weizhou City, does it have anything to do with you? Lao Tzu is urinating in the city, what can he do, let alone be wild? "The mosquito heard him say that he was spreading wild under Weizhou City, which was very unpleasant, obviously it was our Weizhou City, and you were here to point fingers at that round.

"Are you the Wei Mansion Army?"

"What's going on?" Orchid spat after speaking, her face full of disdain.

"Since it's the Wei Mansion Yajun, then take me to see your Tianjie envoy, I'm ......" As he spoke, he brought the waist knife he was carrying to his waist and prepared to insert it into the scabbard.

The orange running in the distance, with drunkenness, saw the horizontal knife in front of his chest from a distance, thinking that he was going to repeat his old trick again, and was ready to leap forward again. Immediately he drew his bow and arrows, and shot the messenger under his horse with an arrow.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't say they wanted to move the real thing, didn't they just borrow his horse to play, why did they knock him down with an arrow?

"I'm here to deliver a message to the envoy," the messenger tried to say before fainting.

Yiwu jumped down from the mule, looked at the wound, and was shocked to find that the orange was actually using an armor-piercing arrow. This arrow has a triangular pyramidal shape and a cross-cutting edge, which has less penetration resistance when fired, and can easily pierce armor. Seeing that the messenger's chest had been pierced, Yiwu did not dare to pull out the arrow, so he had to cut off the shaft of the arrow with his knife and tell everyone to send him to his home quickly. Daddy's medical skills may save his life. Orange stood there stupidly, a little puzzled, and a little afraid, did he kill someone?

"Orange, why are you stunned, take care of this horse and our mule, let's go to Yiwu's house." Tong An scolded the orange, he didn't understand why the orange shot this arrow, obviously they had already controlled the situation.

In addition to Langzhong of the Jiedu Embassy in this Weizhou City, there are also Yiwu and his father's superb medical skills. Mr. Cui likes to squint his little eyes and smile, is amiable, treats Tong'an like a few of them like his own sons, every time he comes, he eats and drinks a table, knowing that these teenagers who are growing up usually don't have any oil and water in their stomachs.

Mr. Cui's medical ethics are well-known in the three towns of Hesu, regardless of the poor or the rich, those who come will not refuse. After seeing the disease, those who have money will give money, and those who don't have money don't care, just take the time to pick some herbs and send them after the illness is cured. The two firewood rooms of the Yiwu family are full of herbs, including wild mint, prunella, honeysuckle, dandelion, etc., as well as rare Ganoderma lucidum, deer antler, ginseng, etc., which are specially sent by people who are well ill. Mr. Cui is never polite, as long as he sends herbs, he will accept all the orders; If it's chickens, ducks, fish and other things, even if it's a festival, it's still a return. The whole Weibo Town knows Mr. Cui's temper, as long as he recovers, regardless of whether he paid at the beginning or not, he will pick the herbs he knows, dry them, and send them to Mr. Cui when he finds time. Mr. Cui often said that the medicines you use are all stored here by the people of Weibo, and I just distribute them to those who need them.

Tong'an they like to come to the old gentleman to play, and by the way, they help sort out the mountains of herbs, classify them, organize and store them, or cut them into pieces, or grind them into powder, or preserve them whole, and everyone basically knows these herbs. As soon as Mr. Cui saw the location of the wound, his brows furrowed, and after scrubbing with water, he pulled out the scissors that had been shot through. Everyone felt pain when they looked at it, but the messenger didn't wake up, but fortunately they woke up, otherwise they wouldn't have to cry for their father and mother.

The blood from the wound was gushing out, and the old gentleman took great difficulty to stop the bleeding, and when he touched the messenger's forehead, it was hot and hot. Immediately instructed everyone to fetch the medicine and decoction, Tong'an They found a few in the pharmacy, and went to the firewood room to rummage through, and there was still a taste of medicine. The old gentleman saw that it was psyllium, thought for a moment, and sighed: "This psyllium is dedicated to treating his fever, and other medicines can't replace it." Now the priority is to reduce the fever, and this medicine must be found. It seems that now only the medicine king order can be issued. ”

This medicine king flag, in fact, is an ordinary flag, written on the need for medicinal materials, there is a legend that people stick on their backs, gallop in one direction, and shout "medicine king order, psyllium" while running, everyone knows that Mr. Cui urgently needs psyllium to save people. Those who have medicine stored at home will send it quickly, and those who don't have it will immediately pick up a hoe and go up the hill to dig it. Last time, I urgently needed a taste of Tongquan grass, and within half an hour of the medicine king's order, more than a dozen waves came to deliver the medicine. After receiving a favor from Mr. Cui, he will try his best to repay him in this life, and he is proud to be able to help Mr. Cui, this is the Wei Bo people who are happy to take revenge.

Yiwu took out a bunch of order flags, grinded them, picked up a pen and wrote down the three sons of "psyllium", and handed it to a person after writing, and this person reported the direction and rushed away. Tong'an: They had done such a thing as a herald flag before, and now they are more handy with mules. Everyone rode mules, planted the order flag, and ran in all directions, shouting one after another everywhere: "Medicine King Order, psyllium!" ”