Ling Tiansu didn't lie, he had scavenged a lot of medicines in the old man's treasure room of the fox tree, which was more than enough to deal with this kind of trauma. Take out a green grass from the storage ring.

Wusan grass is a holy medicine for the treatment of trauma, and its juice is applied to the wound with miraculous effects, but the wound of A Man, the effect of squeezing out the juice is very small, Ling Tiansu had to crush the grass in the palm of his hand, and Yuan Li slowly urged to refine the herbs, otherwise it would be difficult to absorb the medicinal properties only with the flesh of A Manfan. The five scattered grasses turned into a bright green mangs in Ling Tiansu's hands, and the green mangs fell on the wound on Ah Man's chest, and the green mangs fell into the water like snowflakes, quickly melting and absorbing, and the terrifying wound had stopped bleeding and scabbed at a very fast speed. After doing this, Ling Tiansu carefully helped Ah Man up, and began to deal with the wound on the back of his head, the wound on his head is more troublesome, the wound seems to be not big, but it is extremely deep, if you don't pay attention to it, it will hurt your brain.

Ling Tiansu took out a crystal transparent vial from the storage ring, and the bottle contained a turquoise paste, which was made of the essence of the five scattered grasses, and the essence of the hundred five scattered grasses was carefully obtained through the treasure medicine furnace of the old man of the fox tree, and the effect could be imagined. It's a pity that the escape was in a hurry at that time, and I didn't have time to take the medicine furnace with me, otherwise I could try refining the pill in my spare time.

Ling Tiansu opened the mouth of the bottle, scraped a small piece of green paste with his index finger, it was cool to the touch, and evenly applied the ointment to the wound of Ah Man, the wound on the back of the head was extremely thin and deep, and Helian's undispersed knife qi was condensed in it, blocking the healing of the wound, but fortunately, the crack was glued by the five scattered ointment, and it was only a matter of time before it healed.

After doing this, Ling Tiansu breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Ah Man's little life has been saved. I took a basin of water, cleaned the blood stains on my hands, and thought about Ah Man's excessive blood loss, and it would take a lot of time to wake up, whether to go to a distant place to find some beast blood to replenish qi and blood. Although his own blood is also beast blood, after all, he has already embarked on the path of cultivation, and it is the beast blood that he broke away from after successfully transforming into a shape, but the demon blood, and his own blood is too violent for Ah Man, which will only backfire.

In the past few days, Xiang'er Yue'er has been away from home for a long time, one went to Tianhuang Mountain to inquire about the news, and the other went to the Great Jin Kingdom, although Ling Tiansu does not want to enter Beijing for the time being, but after all, his own grandfather is there, and it is time to go to a new home. , they are not there, so naturally I don't know what happened to Ah Man, it seems that he still has to go to find the blood of the beast himself.

Five hundred miles away from the fishing village, there is a small city, Ling Tiansu killed a lot of demon beasts along the mountain road, this place is barren, the demon beasts are not very pure, can not be directly used by Ah Man, it seems that he has to go to the city to buy a Ding medicine furnace to refine.

Collecting a demonic aura and turning into an ordinary mortal son, this is the first time that Ling Tiansu has stepped out of the human city, looking up at the words Baishi City carved on the city wall, he can't help but feel some feelings in his heart.

The shouting in the city continued, the roadside food, lanterns, and playthings were dazzling, Ling Tiansu buried his curiosity in his eyes, no longer looked at everything here like a dirt bun, and slowly walked along the bluestone brick paved street, and his eyes were attracted by a little beggar curled up at the corner of the street, at this time, it was early winter, and the weather was no longer warm, but the little beggar was not covered by his clothes, and his figure was thinner and pitiful than A Man, and he was staring intently at the bun shop not far away and swallowing saliva.

Ling Tiansu sighed, such a rich city is still indispensable for bitter cold beggars, Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road, this sentence is really not wrong at all.

The owner of the bun shop noticed the little beggar's gaze, glared at him viciously, raised his fist and said, "Get out of the way!" If you steal steamed buns again today, I will kill you!"

The little beggar shrunk his neck, trying to retract his gaze, curled up with a cold body, his eyes bitter.

After scaring back the little beggar, the owner of the steamed bun shop was very satisfied, lifted the corner of the steamer, and poked the bun skin with chopsticks.

"Boss, how do you sell buns?" a warm voice came from above him.

The boss looked up with a smile, looked at the young man in front of him with an extraordinary bearing and a double knife on his waist, and said, "Three cents, two." ”

The young man nodded, took out three copper plates from his cuffs, and placed them on the steamer table, "Okay, bring me two." ”

"Howler. ”

The boss saw that this young man looked very good, and there was a clean breath all over his body, even the hands that pinched the copper coins were very clean, with slender five fingers, which was very suitable for holding a pen, and he was a double showman. It's just that for some reason there are two delicate short knives on his waist, and the young man's temperament is weak, not only does he not bluff people, but he spoils the scenery a little.

But these have nothing to do with him selling steamed buns, just sigh in his heart, wrap the buns in yellow oiled paper and hand them to the young man. "Childe, your bun, be careful with your hot hands. ”

The boy smiled and thanked him, and turned to walk to the corner beggar.

Seeing this scene, the owner of the bun shop was stunned, and couldn't help but shake his head, this boy was born with a good heart, but there are many white-eyed wolves in these years, when this little beggar first came here, he also gave two buns with a soft heart, never thought that the shameless man actually relied on him, day and night guard, while he was unprepared, he stole a few buns, was disturbed by such a beggar, and his business was also a lot bleak, he was not rich, how could he raise such a beggar every day, over time, naturally let go of cruel words, if he came again, broke his legs, and made a common evil shopkeeper in a restaurant。

Ling Tiansu squatted down and looked at the little beggar carefully, his face was full of stains, he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, from the physique it should be a boy two years older than him, he raised the bun in his hand, and said with a smile: "Do you want to eat?"

The young beggar's eyes were full of vigilance, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the bun, and nodded.

Ling Tiansu stuffed the bun in his hand and prepared to get up and leave.

The young beggar had doubts in his eyes, and he was leaving?

Ling Tiansu turned around and squatted down.

The corner of the young beggar's mouth sneered, and he said secretly. Over the past few days, there have been many rich sons who have given him food as if he had mercy on the world, and he was full of good people's faces, but in fact, his heart was filthy to the extreme, and he was nothing more than a crooked thought about his own sister, and he wanted to take away his sister with a few buns, but unfortunately he miscalculated, he was not a character who ate people with a short mouth.

Ling Tiansu ignored the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Do you know where there are good alchemy furnaces sold in this White Rock City?"

The young man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved, he was used to using common means, so he wanted to divert his attention, and it was obvious that the drunkard's intention was not to drink.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Tiansu knew that he couldn't ask why, a beggar, it was difficult to survive, where did he have the heart to care about these, and he no longer embarrassed him, Ling Tiansu stood up, untied his robe, and put it on the young beggar's body casually, no longer said a word, smiled faintly, and turned to leave.

The young beggar grabbed the robe of high quality fabric, and looked stupid as if he had not reacted, and was stunned, his cheeks were hot, and his nose was slightly sore.

The reason why Ling Tiansu did this was nothing more than seeing that the beggar was obviously very hungry but did not immediately gobble up the buns, but ignored the hot temperature of the buns, and carefully hugged them in his arms under the tattered clothes, presumably he still has old people or children to feed, the weather is cold, with the robe package, presumably after he goes back, the old man or child can also eat a mouthful of warm buns.

The young beggar has always been very disgusted with the faces of those rich sons, but today this young man who looks a few years younger than him looks less annoying, looking at the thin boy, he regrets not showing him the way.

In a flash, I saw a few ghostly figures, all holding firewood knives in their hands, and followed Ling Tiansu with unkind eyes.

The young beggar swayed in his eyes, looked down at the bun in his arms and the robe on his body, thinking about whether to remind him, but he thought of the poor girl at home, and ruthlessly decided not to meddle in his affairs, anyway, he was not related to him, why bother asking him to take his own life, although he had a cheap life, but he still had to cherish it.

Gritted his teeth and got up to leave, but there was a sound in the robe, and the young beggar's body stiffened, as if he sensed something, and opened the robe, only to see a money bag hanging on the inside of the robe, and the sound was the sound of the silver money colliding inside. He didn't give him the money directly, but did it secretly, for fear of attracting other villains to rob him, which was undoubtedly a good deed. The young beggar's eyes were cloudy, and it wasn't until the temperature of the bun on his chest burned him that he reacted and scolded: "It's really killing Lao Tzu!"

Holding the outer robe, he followed the footsteps of Ling Tiansu's departure. His life is as cheap as a mustard, two buns, a robe and an unknown bag of silver are enough to buy his life......

There are a lot of beggars here, not all beggars are as stubborn as the first beggar, and Ling Tiansu spent an extra three dollars to finally ask where the medicine furnace was sold.

Just about to walk out of the alley, but was stopped by the young beggar, I saw that he was out of breath, out of breath, he had been hungry for many years, his health was already poor, in order to avoid the few hooligans who were ready to go down, he deliberately spared a long way, and was afraid that he would not be able to catch up, almost even ran and rolled over, his feet were weak and weak, he didn't know how many falls halfway, and the clean robe on his body also became embarrassed at this time, at this time he didn't care about the distress, panting, dragged Ling Tiansu, and said urgently: "Don't you want to buy a medicine stove, I know the way, follow me." ”

Ling Tiansu stood there steadily, pointed to the other side of the alley, and said with a smile: "I inquired clearly, but it is clear that it is faster to walk this way." ”

The beggar is angry and anxious, it has already been blocked by Hu San'er's gang, you go there, isn't it fat to send to the door?

"If I don't understand you, just follow me. The beggar dragged Ling Tiansu hard, but the former didn't move, this guy seems to be weak, how can he have so much strength, the beggar suddenly felt a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart, dissatisfied with him is not even as good as a pampered son, he must have been weak without breakfast, and the little beggar comforted himself like this.