Chapter 4 Fate, Fate
"Please ask the honorable surname Taifu?" The young man in white had a clear voice.
A look of pride flashed in Wen Xiaoyun's eyes.
Although the time-traveling comics are not as rigorous as the official history, she still did a lot of data research.
So she still knows the ancient terms in general.
For example, this Taifu is the meaning of asking your name.
She waved her hand again, smiled and was about to answer, when a voice suddenly came from her brainwave: "Host, I forgot to remind you that the identity of the ashes before is your current identity, and the name is the same. You've just been assassinated and burned to ashes, so to be safe, keep your name a secret. ”
"-" Wen Xiaoyun couldn't help but burst into foul language, sure enough, it was the pit dad system, she had already said her surname just now, and the pit dad system only remembered to remind her at this time, it was really a pit dad who didn't discuss.
“?” The young man in white raised his eyes in confusion, "Forgive me for being clumsy—"
Wen Xiaoyun stretched out his hand, and quickly interrupted the words of the young man in white with a weak heart, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I mean my name is Wucao, your surname is Wen, my full name is Wen Wucao, the dance of dance, the grass of the green grassland." ”
After speaking, she secretly wiped her sweat, secretly pleased with her adaptability, at first glance it sounds very good, Xiaoyun, you are really a little clever ghost~
The young man smiled heartily and bowed, "Under Bai Yuhan, one word is one word." 'The white clouds go to the white', and the 'jade dark dragon stings, the golden cold geese fly'. ”
Wen Xiaoyun's complacent attitude just now instantly disappeared thousands of miles.
Compared with other people's export chapters, the level of their own "dancing grass" is basically equal to the level of illiteracy.
The young man seemed to have talked a little more, his body was weak, he coughed lightly twice and continued to ask, "It's not difficult to see that Bai has a disease, but it's difficult to confirm it at a glance." ”
Wen Xiaoyun's heart sank.
On the surface, this white bird is harmless to humans and animals, but in fact, it asks the key point in one sentence.
However, such a small problem is not difficult for Wen Xiaoyun at all.
Although his poetry literacy is not as good as Bai Hu, he is a popular cartoonist after all.
"Brother Bai, have you ever heard of the saying that silt can maintain health?"
"Can the mud still be healthy? Why don't you say you can go straight to heaven? The duck-throated guard almost laughed out of anger, "I said, you little black boy, can you find some reliable excuse to deceive people?" ”
Wen Xiaoyun was not annoyed, "The medical skills that Wen practiced are different from other places, and they are rarely heard of in the world. However, although it is a small niche, it is indeed a medical skill.
Just now I saw that the white crane boy's cheeks were flushed, and when he was sick, his temples were painful. I caught a glimpse of a medicine pot boiling on the shore, and guessed that it should be a fever and headache that was unbearable to wade in ice water to relieve it. ”
As soon as the male duck heard Wen Xiaoyun say everything in order, he hurriedly chased after him, "My son-in-law has been ill for many years, and how many doctors are helpless, is there a way to give birth to you, a little black child who has not grown all hair?" ”
Wen Xiaoyun pursed her lips, "If you don't believe it, I can't help it." ”
"This fate, Bai Hu believes." Bai Hu smiled and winked at his subordinates.
The duck guard bowed his head respectfully and said no more.
Wen Xiaoyun raised her hand and snapped her fingers, "Then let's start making medicine." ”
Bai Que looked at her suspiciously, "What precious herbs does Brother Wucao have?" ”
Wen Xiaoyun turned her gaze to the side and fixed on a row of willow trees on the riverbank, "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”