Mo always felt that there was more to him than just a fever, because his eyes were so sore that he never wanted to open them again.

There is nothing terrifying about the 100-meter man-eating flower field, but the poisonous spotted ghost vines that form an oval cemetery around them make them dare not underestimate them, if they are tied up by the poisonous spotted ghost vines, they may be suffocated, and their precious lives will become fragile.

They scrambled out and slipped on the soles of their feet, and almost fell into a gutter full of dead branches and leaves. Xing Zeyuan and they were fine, they were physically strong and quickly reacted and took two steps back, but Mo's body was like a weighted piece of lead, falling sharply when the muddy soil twisted into a ball.

"Momo!"

With a roar, the three of them instinctively pounced, stretched out their arms to pull Mo, Gansuo and Bining on both sides opened their eyes wide, looking at the distance between Mo's palm and their palm, just a little bit of difference, but it seemed to be far away, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't touch it. It felt like he was about to lose something, he was right in front of him, but it was hard to grab the other person's hand and pull him out of danger.

Mo's body was raised, and the woods in front of him turned into the sky, and he stretched out his hand to be pulled by others. Suddenly, Xing Zeyuan's palm, which was standing between Gansuo and Pening, had reached Mo's wrist.

The dirty palm seemed to slow down, Xing Zeyuan's wrist bent, the bruises on his arm emitted tearing pain, his five fingers were bent, and he grabbed the foam!

It's summer, and most of the dead branches and leaves on the ground are left over from last year, and yesterday a rain made the ground extremely muddy. Xing Zeyuan's arm arched out a small groove when Huang Ni was pulled, Xing Zeyuan grabbed his arm, and his body was also pulled down.

This gutter is not particularly deep, only about ten meters, which is already good compared to the cliff, but the branches and hard stones below can make people who fall up hard. Maybe it hurts your life!

"Tightened!"

Xing Zeyuan scolded hundreds of swear words in his heart at the same time, he took Mo's hand, and his face was stubborn. When Mo looked up and grabbed him with his backhand, the hanging heart finally settled down. The aching head was still a little dazed before, and he didn't know what was going on, but now he clearly saw Xing Zeyuan clenching his teeth, pulling his wrist with all his strength, causing the green tendons on his forehead to burst out.

It was not so easy to hold a person on an almost vertical landslide, so at the moment when Xing Zeyuan grabbed him, his left hand hurriedly grabbed a tree stick on the side. The bark of the tree was rubbed off by his ink star, and several red marks were drawn on his exposed fingers. The delicate pain that drilled into the bone marrow was painful. But he didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, that would only put Momo in danger.

"Hold on!"

Pinin and Ganso, who were carrying a few bags, were a little slow, but they quickly grabbed Mo from both sides and pulled him up easily. Poor Ling ran over and picked up the foam that was sitting on the ground.

"Can you keep walking?"

It's a bit far from the nearest village. Gan Suo and Bining were fine, but because Xing Zeyuan was injured, the side of his face with the ointment was a little swollen, and it was covered with black and yellow dirt.

"Yes!

Xing Zeyuan didn't care about his injuries, and habitually picked up his bag and walked forward.

"I'll go first!

Last time Xing Zeyuan was injured, Qian Ling also took him to treatment first, and now he jumped up like this again, and Qian Ling jumped over each treetop like a light swift, and he could jump more than a hundred meters with every step.

"Hold me tight!"

As he spoke, Mo put his arms around his neck, letting his body hide from the wind and waves behind him. But vaguely, his power seemed to be used a little too much.

"Let you hold, not let you strangle, loose!"

"Captain, are you alright?"

Pining asked Xing Zeyuan.

"It's okay! It's just a little painful, just disinfect. ”

The wound on Xing Zeyuan's face was a little uncomfortable under the ointment, and the sweat that had flowed before had remained in the ointment for a long time, and the wound had been soaked in it. A handful of the ointment was torn off the left side of his face, revealing a red and swollen face, and a scar on it was a little white and swollen.

"I'm getting more and more like a man. ”

Gan Suo grinned, it had only been two months since he came out, and Xing Zeyuan had changed from the boyish guy who called dreams at that time to the leader of a mercenary group who would take care of the people around him.

Xing Zeyuan patted Gan Suo's shoulder as a gesture of goodwill.

The mountain village they found this time was indeed quite small, with five families, each with only the elderly and children, and the five families gathered together, like macaques gathered together to fight against natural enemies.

"Old man, is he okay?"

Mo was wiped with a hot towel, the weather was slightly cool after the rain, Mo's body was covered with a thin quilt, and he fell asleep after being bumped. The old man sitting on the edge of the bed touched his long beard, opened his eyelids to look into his eyes, pinched his mouth and looked at his tongue, which was white and proved to be ill.

"The tongue coating is thin and white, and there is no sweat, and the wind is so cold that it burns. ”

"How should I treat it?"

They don't know much about medicine, but this old man with bags under his eyes and a good eye is very professional when he looks at the pulse.

His pulse was tight, but he was cold and feverish. Ah Huang, you go and prepare an appropriate amount of ephedra, black aconite, kudzu, cinnamon branches, angelica, tangerine peel, bitter almond, licorice, perilla leaves, and dried ginger sucrose. I'll decoct the medicine in a moment. ”

"Grandpa! The ginger is gone, and it was used up when I soaked your feet last night. ”

"Then go find some ginger, you need to find some old ginger. ”

"Okay grandpa. ”

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was a little shy, looking at a few mercenaries standing at the door covered in mud, Ah Huang stepped on the table and jumped out of the back window.

"Ah Huang, next time you have to go through the door!"

"Got it, grandpa!"

The voices grew farther and farther away, and the old man got up and beckoned the four of them to a larger room.

"This room is big, but there is only one bed, it's not cold in summer, you can make do with washing and resting, and I'll go make medicine for your companions." ”

"Thank you, grandpa, we'll pay. ”

"Money?"

The old man is already old, and he may have passed the age of his white life, and his body is rickety, but his eyes are bright and his steps are steady. As soon as he heard the money, he turned his head, and there was a little anger on his solemn face.

"Keeping your mouth shut is money, how much money do you have? Can you afford to buy favors?"

Turning his head, he said, as he walked:

"Young people, don't keep talking about money, money is not a everything, some people love money, some people don't. ”

The old man walks like a fly, and walks with the wind.

"This old man is very interesting!"

"It's me who spoke heavily, and I'll apologize in a moment. ”

After Xing Zeyuan finished speaking, he took off his clothes, revealing his muscles covered with mud.

"Go wash it!"

Raising his chin, Poor Ling was not humble, picked up his change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

"I'll go first!"

Even though he said that, the money had to be ready, and it had to be less. ”

Gan Suo's life is much stronger than Xing Zeyuan and the honest Bi Ning.

"Why, is his tone clearly saying that he doesn't like money?"

"Because we don't give money, we give heart. ”

"Yes!"

I took a shower, changed my clothes, washed my clothes, and put some medicine on my face and body.

Ah Huang pushed open the door and said to everyone angrily.

"Grandpa told you to eat!"

"Thank you!"

"You little girl, why are you talking so impulsively?"

"Hmph!

Ah Huang turned his head and stuck out his tongue at him.

"Yo, and your temper?"

lifted Ah Huang up, and the soles of the feet of the one-meter-six tall girl were off the ground.

"Don't touch me, hate!"

Qian Ling laughed loudly, but was slapped on the back of the head by Xing Zeyuan, and now he dared to do this, because they already had a bond with each other.

"Grandpa, this weird uncle bullied me. ”

"You be quiet, learn the etiquette I gave you, and he won't bully you. ”

The old man didn't see it at all, each person had a big bowl of medicinal porridge, a plate of fried vegetables and bamboo shoots, and a pot of weak tea after eating.

"Drink flowers in spring, green tea in summer, a pot of weak tea, please taste. ”

After washing the tea, the tea was poured eight points full, and the old man poured a cup of tea alone, and the amount of each cup of tea was not bad at all. There was the sound of wind by the window, and the sound of water boiling in the ears, but everything was still so quiet, and the water was boiling and steaming, which made people's hearts sink down. The tea ceremony, which has been in the Eastern Regions for thousands of years, has always been based on tranquility.

"Please!"

"At first glance, the old man is from the Eastern Regions!"

"Except for my Eastern Realm, I'm afraid there is no such good tea in the world. ”

After taking a sip of tea, the old man stroked his white beard and suddenly refreshed.

"There's so much to be particular about drinking tea?"

"You don't understand!"

Ah Huang stuck out his tongue at Qian Ling.

"Stinky girl!"

Ganso quickly stabbed Qian Ling with his elbow, but the old man didn't seem to mind.

"How many of them are also mercenary professions?"

"The old man has a good eye. ”

"It's not a good vision, my son does this too, of course he knows a little bit. ”

"Then he must be very good, right?"

The old man smiled, a little proud.

"Whether it's powerful or not, it depends on how you define it, maybe one day you will meet them. They are the 'Arctic Fox Mercenary Regiment', and I hope you will meet each other. ”

"There's definitely a chance. ”

"Don't see me! They don't come back to see me and my grandfather. ”

When adults speak, children are not allowed to interject not because adults don't like children, but because children sometimes can't speak, which will make them lose their face. Sometimes, the dignity of adults also needs to be fought for by children. The praise of others for children is a kind of affirmation for adults.

Glancing at his watch, the old man seemed to be used to being like this.

"Ah Huang, it's time to boil water and boil medicine. ”

"Oh!"

With a small pout, Qian Ling followed with interest.

"I'll go with you. ”

"Who's going to be with you! stupid big ......"

"It will take three days for your friend to heal, and it will take three days for you. ”

Pointing at Xing Zeyuan's face, he smiled, it would indeed take a few days, and he was not strong enough to recover in an instant.

"Thank you grandpa for reminding me, my name is Xing Zeyuan, this is my companions - Gan Suo and Pi Ning, the sick one is called Mo, that one is Qian Ling just now, I don't know what your name is?"

"The surname is Huang and the name is Gao Lin!"

"Gao Lin...... I wish my grandfather a long life. ”

"Thank you, thank you!"

After taking a sip of tea, I could see a large convoy running on the main road from the window on one side. The horses trampled on the ground, causing the pebbles to bounce on it, and the dragon-like convoy was planted with a flag with the word "Duan" on it.