Chapter 5 Rosemary
The red makeup gesture was very skillful, holding the strip of cloth and clamping two wooden planks to him and tying the broken arm.
"Red makeup, I can't see that you will be bone-gone." In amazement, Nongcai looked at the red makeup that gestured skillfully to tie the bandage.
"Miss, I'm different from you, you can earn a lot of silver by dancing with a slender pen every day, I'll ...... Master" Hong Makeup suddenly stopped when he said this.
Ling Nongcai asked curiously: "Red makeup, what's wrong with you and your master?" ”
The red makeup's eyes flashed slightly, and he said: "We who practice dancing often have broken arms and lame legs, and this bone graft is a compulsory course." ”
Ling Nongcai nodded: "Oh, that's it." It hurts. ”
"Where can people who practice martial arts be afraid of pain, or ......"
"Hmm......" The man let out a low growl from his mouth as he bit the rag, and his face was covered with beads of sweat. The appearance was extremely terrifying, where had Ling Nongcai seen such a formation, and he took a step back: "Red makeup, it doesn't matter to him." ”
"Pain is inevitable." He yelled at the man again, "...... Don't scream, it will make people panic, and then they will turn your leg bones upside down, and make you walk backwards. ”
The man's leg was so badly injured that he could see the deep white bones inside, and although the red makeup was a martial arts practitioner, he felt shocked when he looked at it...... Ling Nongcai retreated directly to the next door.
The man gasped and said extremely weakly: "Girl, I don't call, you can bandage it, I don't call it." ”
"Hmph, you're also afraid of being crippled?" The red makeup was powerful in his mouth, but his hands were very light, and the man was still sweating profusely in pain, so Jiang Nan threw him a rag from the room: "Bite it, otherwise you won't be able to stand it." ”
The man nodded gratefully, biting the rag in his mouth.
After bandaging the man's legs with red makeup, he said, "Miss, come in, it's okay." ”
Ling Nongcai entered the house, and when he saw that the man had finished bandaging, he went to see another man, and he almost didn't move.
"Red makeup, he can't be dead, right?" There are still very few lives and deaths that Ling Nongcai has seen, and with such a bloodless face, it is basically concluded that there is no play.
"He didn't die, he lost so much blood that he fainted." Hongxiang took out a small pill bottle from his waist, poured out a few red pills, and sighed: "This is my most precious donkey gum blood tonic pill, maybe it can save his life." After speaking, he stuffed it into the man's mouth, assisted him to swallow it, hesitated, and poured out a few more: "Hey, give him a few to eat too." ”
After the red makeup treated the injuries of the two men, the rain outside was much lighter, I wonder if the coachman will arrive?
There was a sound of the earth shaking in the distance, and the red makeup was shocked: "It's not good, the soldiers chasing them have arrived, and there are quite a few."
"Look, we're in trouble." Ling Xiangji frowned and walked into the hall. The hall was filled with blood.
"No, I'll have to use rosemary to drive away the smell of blood in the house, or the pursuers will find out as soon as they come in." Red Makeup said and went to another room.
"What should I do?" Ling Xiangji listened to the momentum of the earthquake and thousands of horses rushing together, such a large formation, it would not be a repeat offense of the imperial court.
It's not a joke to be provoked by officers and soldiers, the smaller ones will suffer lawsuits, and the bigger ones will lose their lives.
Red makeup quickly took rosemary and lit it, and the bloody qi in the room immediately weakened.
The door outside the courtyard was slammed, and if you don't open the door again, it will probably be knocked open.
Ling Nongcai and Ling Xiangji have never encountered such a critical and ferocious thing, and they are a little flustered, whether the red makeup has run through the rivers and lakes and practiced martial arts is calm and spicy. "Don't panic, panic will be chaotic." ”