"Ertie, take it. When you get home, take good care of it, and it's better to hide it!

Wang Ertie also rushed early in the morning in order to describe the spirit grass. The sky was only slightly bright, and he came to Zhao Hu's house. Zhao Hu also handed the slightly worse Shuling Grass to Wang Ertie.

"Yes, Huzi. Rest assured. I will. ”

Wang Ertie took it with both hands, worried that Shu Lingcao would be slightly damaged, and carefully put it into his loose clothes.

Although the quality of Shuling Grass is a little worse, but after all, it is Shuling Grass, and it is an opportunity to change the fate of the family.

"Brother Qing said, plant the Shuling grass in a wooden pot and water the beast blood every fifteen days, and don't worry about anything else. Any chicken blood, dog blood, sheep blood will do. The blood of a live animal will do. ”

Zhao Hu told Baili Qing to him, and told Wang Ertie again.

Wang Ertie answered, and hurriedly walked towards home. Along the way, he leaned down slightly, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked back from time to time, always feeling that someone was following him behind him.

"Ertie, didn't you bother with it today?"

It is inevitable to meet acquaintances on the street, Wang Ertie, who has always loved to say hello, and others also like to chat with him.

"Uncle," Wang Ertie was afraid of attracting attention, so he pretended to be uncomfortable and said, "Look, I was about to go, and I suddenly had a stomachache on the way." Let's go home first!"

As he spoke, he also moved his hands covering his chest down slightly, indicating that his stomach was indeed uncomfortable, and hurried away. In this way, Wang Ertie pretended to have a stomachache all the way and returned home.

As soon as he went home, Wang Ertie became a flexible fat man, and his laziness in the past was gone, so he first planted Shuling grass in a small wooden basin, and then went to the backyard to kill a chicken, took a bowl of chicken blood and poured it into the small wooden basin. After giving a good explanation to the family, I sat down. He stared straight at the Shuling Grass, not only afraid that he would not be able to take care of the seeds, but also afraid that it would be stolen by others, so he thought about it for a long time.

His son Wang Zhuzi was also curious to play for a while, and then ran over to take a look. In the end, Wang Ertie still didn't feel safe, so he simply moved the wooden basin to the bedside.

In short, the family is looking forward to it like a baby......

Fat people will pant when they walk, let alone run. Wang Ertie couldn't stay at home for more than a long time, so he went to the tavern in the evening to meet drinking friends.

"Here it is, Ertie. ”

"Hmm. ”

Wang Ertie was not polite, he sat down in response, and drank it with a full amount of wine. A bowl of wine poured into his stomach, hearty, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. After a day of stuffiness at home, I was finally able to drink a sip of wine and breathe, and I didn't feel good. So, I drank two more bowls in a row.

"Ertie, look at you like this, you haven't touched the wine jar for a few days, are you going to make a fortune?" asked the friend teasingly.

"Where's it, what's there, fool!"

Wang Ertie shrugged his shoulders with his eyebrows and eyes, and put on a look of not doing right. As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the wine bowl and was about to drink it, when there was a sarcastic sound behind him.

"Just him? just a dead fat man, and he can still make a fortune? Just dream during the day, and start dreaming again at night?"

"Hahaha"

"Brother Fu, people obviously haven't dreamed enough during the day, okay. ”

When Wang Ertie heard this, he turned around and saw the people at the Wufu table who were clapping their legs and laughing, and he immediately became angry. Ten years ago, the Wu family produced an enlightened martial arts, and now Wu Fu has his brother's support to bully the medicine farmers in the town everywhere, and once destroyed a piece of Zhao Hu's family's medicine field.

With the strength of wine, Wang Ertie stood up and said:

"Who should I be? It turns out that Wu Fu is drinking with some pig friends and dog friends!"

"Who is drinking the funeral wine! Do you want to die?"

Wu Fu said, and also stood up menacingly.

"Who doesn't know? Wu Fu, fatherless~"

Wang Ertie asked rhetorically, and deliberately lengthened the words behind him.

Without saying a word, the two of them rushed out of the table and got tangled together. The people around him only coaxed, and they didn't stop them, and no one dared to provoke Wu Fu's arrogant person, and they were also afraid of getting into trouble.

Relying on his slightly fat body, Wang Ertie threw Wu Fu to the ground, and hit Wu Fu in the face with a fist, and in order to relieve his anger, he made up a few more heavy punches before he stood up.

And Wu Fu, the corner of his eyes was blue, his face was swollen, there were blood stains on his mouth, and the jade ring on his right arm was also shattered when he fell to the ground.

"You wait, dead fat man, I can't clean you up, someone can clean you up!" Wu Fu didn't have the upper hand in the fight, and he was still unforgiving.

At this time, Wang Ertie squatted down, punched again with the strength of the wine, and then said softly in his ear:

"Don't think that your brother Wuzhi has opened his spirit, and he is so arrogant in the city. Damn, I'm not afraid of him. Shu Ling Cao, I also have it! Don't trouble me in the future!"

After speaking, Wang Ertie took another bowl of wine, and because he was interested, he went home.

Wu Fu didn't say anything more, staring at Wang Ertie's distant figure, and said in a low voice: "You wait!"

Wang Ertie came home late, and his son and wife also slept. He came to the bedside, and by the moonlight, he looked at the Shuling grass, and his heart was full of hope. He was still terrified about the tavern. But as soon as he saw Shu Lingcao, he inexplicably had courage in his heart. Only then did I sleep peacefully.

Night, very short. Straight, it's long.

Wang Ertie, who hadn't woken up yet, was still lying on the bed, and the morning sun had already sprinkled into the hut. The wife is cooking, and the son is playing in the yard.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by a group of people rushing into the courtyard with sticks. Wang Zhu was frightened and panicked, and hurriedly ran into the house, shouting: "Daddy!"

"Wu Fu, what are you doing here? My family didn't provoke you. Get out of here!"

Zhu Ziniang, as she spoke, pushed those people out the door.

"Brother Tie, Brother Tie, you hurry up ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhu Ziniang was pushed to the ground.

At this time, Wang Ertie also rushed out, immediately pushed a few people away, and leaned over to help his wife up.

"You dead fat man, you didn't say anything about beating people when you were drunk yesterday, and you caused me to break the jade ring that my brother gave me!"

Wu Fu said as he tapped the stick on his hand.

"Do you know how much gold is worth that? All of your family's medicine fields are not worth that amount! It's 100,000 gold coins!"

Wang Ertie stood there, completely blinded, and didn't know what to do. There are a lot of people on the other side. Can't afford to lose. The pestle was there for a while, and he held back a sentence:

"What the hell do you want?"

"It's okay, you don't need to pay for it, just bring your spiritual grass. ”

Wu Fu leaned over and said to Wang Ertie's ear, with a wicked smile on his face.

When Wang Ertie heard the Ling Cao, he was also completely stunned. I still regret that I missed my mouth last night for the sake of a momentary pleasure, but it is useless to regret it at this time.

didn't wait for Wang Ertie to reply, Wu Fu beckoned, signaled the thugs to go directly to the house to find it, and a group of people ran directly to the house. Wang Ertie knew that he couldn't stop it, so he simply protected his wife from being hurt.

Without much effort, those people came out with the wooden basin of Shuling Grass, and Wu Fu turned around and left with the people. Wang Ertie also wanted to rush up and snatch Shu Ling Cao back, but what about Zhu Zi and his wife? He could only stare at Wu Fu's back and watch Shu Ling Cao being snatched away.

"A dead fat man is a dead fat man, and he still wants to compare himself with my brother......!

Wu Fu laughed a few times from afar and disappeared from Wang Ertie's sight.