Six days later, in the 'Flower City', a young man with a slightly thin body, white hunger, a long robe and a casual clothes, and a weak scholarly temperament, leaned on the stone under the tree, looking a little worried, it was Yang Tianhao who arrived here after a few days of hurrying, at this time he looked at the open-air tea stall next to him and swallowed dryly, Ma Desheng did not give much coiling, it had been spent two days ago, and now the bitterness in the bag is worrying about crossing the island. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info has been on the road, passing by a few cities, only the city is free to enter, only the luck to enter the city, it should be his bad luck, the nearby area is a flat river, even mountain fruit wild food is difficult to find.

"Get out! Get out! I'll go find your sister in the afternoon, so come back next time. Not far away, a black curtain covered most of the doorway, and several big men said viciously as they pushed a handsome man of fourteen or fifteen years old out of the door.

"I'll just see, why drive me away." Pushed out, the man said as he stepped back.

"I've already given you a big face, if it was someone else, we would have been polite a long time ago, go back, and come back when you have two silver." After the big man finished speaking, he lifted the curtain and turned around and walked in.

"Phew! What's the big deal, sooner or later you're trampled under my feet. The man scoffed, did not break into the cloth shop again, shook his hands, walked drunk, as if this road was his home, staggered to the tea stall, sat on the stool, and then naturally raised one foot, stepped on another stool next to him, picked up a pair of chopsticks, knocked on the table, it seemed that he was quite open, and immediately forgot what had just happened.

"Uncle Shugen, come to a bowl of noodles!"

"Yo! Young Master Mo, why are you so free today! You'd better hurry home and wait for your sister to go back to dinner." Uncle Shugen, who was dressed as a little two, threw the handkerchief on his shoulder, he obviously saw this scene just now, but he still pretended to be as if he had just seen the man, and greeted him warmly.

"Don't you even do business?" The man was still banging on the table, and said in a disgruntled tone.

"Young Master Mo, don't be difficult for us, let's go home and eat quickly."

The man chuckled twice, put the chopsticks down, and said, "Okay! Don't ask me again. After saying that, he was about to leave.

"Young Master Mo misunderstood, we are really in trouble, it is Miss Mo who has spoken first, and I am not allowed to greet you." Uncle Shugen ran over and pulled the man's cuffs, and said in a low voice, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"It's her again, I know, I don't blame you."

Uncle Shugen heard the man known as Young Master Mo finish speaking angrily, and he breathed a sigh of relief before letting go of his hands. Yang Tianhao saw the end from the beginning, and was inexplicable in his heart, there is really nothing strange in this world, a good young man is actually an idle market wanderer, shook his head and sighed secretly, and was about to get up and leave.

"Stop!"

Yang Tianhao frowned, I didn't provoke you, do you still want to find me angry, it's really a tiger falling Pingyang to be bullied, Hearing that Young Master Mo spoke coldly, he looked left and right, and made sure that he was talking to himself.

"You're talking to me?" Yang Tianhao said in a good tone.

"There's not even a dog next to you here, am I going to talk to myself?"

Isn't this secretly swearing? Hearing this, Yang Tianhao became a little angry, turned to face the man, and said after a cold snort: "How can there not even be a dog, isn't there just one in front of me?" ”

The man surnamed Mo heard Yang Tianhao sneering at him, not only did he not show any signs of anger, but he became interested, and after laughing disgracefully, he said: "A scholar is a scholar, and he loves to bite and peck words." Let me ask you, did you look at me as a joke when you kept staring at me just now? ”

"So what?"

The man surnamed Mo showed a bright smile, and at the same time spread out the handboard, and said: "I appreciate your straightforwardness, you have to pay for watching the play, Wuwen!" ”

"Get out! Don't get in my way. Yang Tianhao pulled out his hand and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, an old woman was so nervous that she cried out as she ran up to the boy and knelt on the ground.

"Young Master Mo, help."

"Third aunt, I can't help it, hurry up, what is so flustered?" The man surnamed Mo changed his third-rate attitude, helped the woman up, and asked seriously.

"Your third uncle is at home, he was bitten by a centipede, and now he is unconscious. Please, save him. The third aunt said with a crying voice.

"Take me to see it."

After the man surnamed Mo finished speaking, he and the third aunt walked quickly towards the alley, Yang Tianhao looked at the man surnamed Mo who was like a scoundrel, and actually changed the lazy image of Ha opera, quite a bit of temperament, and the image of the scoundrel he saw just now was simply the same as heaven and earth, and suddenly had a little mysterious feeling about him, although he couldn't guess it, but the footsteps still followed. After passing through the alley, I came to a house where a large number of people gathered, who were gossiping, looking flustered, and shouting incessantly.

"Young Master Mo is here, everyone get out of the way!" The crowd seemed to see hope, and when they saw the arrival of the man surnamed Mo, they all gave way to let him in, and the residents in the onlookers were all full of admiration, Yang Tianhao wondered even more in his heart, how could a well-fang scoundrel He De let them be so respected.

"Shut up!" The man surnamed Mo shouted unceremoniously, and the surroundings suddenly became silent, and then he walked to the front of the couch in the room with the third aunt, an old man with black lips and purple lips, weak breathing, and lying unconscious, the man surnamed Mo took his pulse without saying a word, and at the same time, the other hand turned over the collar with blood stains attached to the neck, only to see that the major artery was red and swollen and bulging, and the wound was still oozing red and black blood. Yang Tianhao frowned when he saw this scene, although he didn't know medical skills, he could also judge that if he didn't treat it, his life would be short.

"The arteries are damaged and bleeding is not stopping, and the symptoms of poisoning are obvious, I will first help him protect his heart and prevent it from spreading, you go and find her, and say that the poisonous gas attacks the heart, and she knows how to do it." The man surnamed Mo said to the crowd of onlookers.

"Young Master Mo, let me go!"

"I'll ......"

The crowd next to him scrambled to answer, as if they were competing for a rare opportunity to perform.

"What is the quarrel, what is the quarrel? You go! The man surnamed Mo glared coldly, pointed to a younger man and said.

"Okay, good, good, thank you, Young Master Mo." As if he had won the prize, the man thanked Dade and ran outside.

"Huh! Chunmei, you're here too! Come, come, come, come here. The man surnamed Mo swept around everyone, and suddenly his eyes lit up, his eyes stayed on a young and beautiful woman, and he said in a lewd tone.

"Young Master Mo, what can I do?" Chunmei stepped forward with a red face and asked shyly.

"Just sit next to me, you've been there for the past few days?" As the man surnamed Mo spoke, he took out a roll of cloth from the wallet hanging from his waist, spread it out on the table, and a row of silver needles from as small as a hair to as thick as steel nails appeared in front of everyone. After some skillful techniques, the old man lying on the couch had silver needles on his chest, eyebrows, and several important parts, and the whole process did not show a trace of hesitation and nervousness on the part of the man surnamed Mo, as if this dying event was just a piece of cake in front of him.

"Chunmei, why don't you speak? How about going to see the lanterns with me at night? When the man surnamed Mo said this, he had already completed the last shot.

"Young Master Mo, what did you say? My dad won't let me go out at night. Chunmei lowered her head and said softly.

"What are you afraid of, you just say it's okay to be with me." Just when the man surnamed Mo was frowning, a cold cough came from beside him.

"Sister Mo Yan......" Chunmei looked up, her face changed greatly, and she didn't know when a cold and pretty figure appeared in the crowd, with a tall figure, shrewd big eyes, a small cherry mouth, gorgeous dress, white hands holding a medicine box, staring at the man surnamed Mo with a gloomy face, completely ignoring the big change in her face and quickly stood up and retreated to the side Chunmei.

"What are you doing here? It's scared. Did something bring? The man surnamed Mo didn't have the rippling look he had just when he talked to Chunmei, and there was a hint of jealousy in his tone.

Mo Yan was silent, opened the medicine box and handed it over, the man surnamed Mo touched his nose disapprovingly, and said, "Yin Yingye; Artemisia ash; Silkworm grass; Crush and mix with wine, apply external wounds, and change three times a day. ”

"Six grams of poisonous frogs; three grams of rootless water; 2 honey fruits; arsenic powder seven coins; One gram of snake sulfur, plus blood and qi as an adjuvant, three bowls of fried into half a bowl, one serving a day, so that there is no need to buy a coffin. Finish! The man surnamed Mo finished the prescription in one breath, and the silent words were even more clever, the score was not bad, the voice stopped, the medicinal materials were also prepared, and the cooperation was quite tacit, and the audience in the audience was all amazed.