Chapter 33: Preparations for Returning Home

Uncle Merlun soon couldn't laugh anymore, and grabbed the mattress under his body with both hands and inhaled the cool air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The reason is simple, Mo Qing is holding a heavy snow ball in his hand and is carefully wiping the clotted blood clots near his wound.

Every time I wiped a piece clean, I quickly got some black powder from the small gourd, and carefully sprinkled it on the wound that was already a little red.

Mo Qing regretted a little, he shouldn't have slept like that at night yesterday, but should have treated the wound first before sleeping, so that the wound might not be red and swollen.

The medicine was given by Huang Laoxi, and when he left, he explained to Mo Qing, and if Uncle Mo Lun was injured, he would use this medicine powder to compress.

Mo Qing didn't know if it was effective or not, but the irritation was not small, and as soon as the powder was sprinkled, the flesh near Uncle Mo Lun's wound trembled.

After treating a wound, Mo Qing tore open a piece of white cotton cloth and wrapped it, otherwise the blood oozing out of the wound would wash away the medicine.

"Uncle, bear with me, it'll be fine for a while"

Mo Qing was busy while cheering up Uncle Mo Lun, Fu Jiang squatted next to the uncle's head, grabbed a piece of white cloth with his small paws, and clumsily wiped the sweat on Uncle Mo Lun's face.

"Come on, don't worry, this pain is not in my eyes yet. However, Brother Huang's medicine really doesn't have to be said, when it was sprinkled on it, it was hot and painful, but it would be a little cool, very comfortable. ”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a breath of cool air.

Without it, another wound was sprinkled with medicinal powder by Mo Qing.

It was already an hour before all the wounds on Uncle Merlun's body were taken care of.

Uncle Mo Lun lay upright on the mattress, and the whole person was tied like a big dumpling.

There was no way, there were too many wounds on the body, and after all the wounds were treated, they were wrapped up like this.

After treating the wound, Mo Qing hurriedly wrapped Uncle Mo Lun with a quilt, otherwise it would be troublesome if the wound was not healed and he would suffer from frostbite.

Although it was in the cave and there was a fire lit at the entrance of the cave, it still couldn't withstand the bitter cold of winter.

Stretching his waist, Mo Qing walked out of the small hole, took the broken knife, and ended a wild wolf that was still struggling outside, and cut off two wolf hind legs by the way.

Peel off the skin while it's hot, find some clean snow to wipe it, put two wooden sticks through it, and roast it on the fire.

What I wanted to eat them yesterday is now about to turn into their lunch. The transformation in life can't help but make people sigh.

There was no pot in the storage bag, so I had to find some clean snow and put it in the water hyacinth and put it by the fire, waiting for it to melt slowly.

However, the melting speed is not fast, and the water can't be very hot, with this lesson, Mo Qing decided to get an iron pot and put it in the storage bag after he went back.

"Stinky boy, didn't you tell you what Aunt Li was here for when you came, did you?"

Lying straight on the mattress, his eyes squinting at the wolf's legs on the shelf, swallowing his saliva, Uncle Mo Lun did not forget to care about Aunt Li at home.

"No, I'm afraid that she will be worried, so when I left, I only told her that I was going to Changchun Valley. ”

Mo Qing flipped the wolf's legs and said to Uncle Mo Lun with a smile.

The wolf's legs turned golden, the rich aroma overpowered the smell of blood in the cave, and drops of tempting grease slipped down and landed on the charcoal fire, making a pleasant sound.

"Even if you kid does it right, even if we are tired, we can't let the family be frightened. Men, you have to support the family. ”

Uncle Mo Lun was obviously very satisfied with Mo Qing's approach, not only praising his approach, but also expressing his own opinions about men.

"Don't sprinkle pepper noodles on it anymore, it's only serious to take it over and let me eat two bites when it's cooked, I haven't eaten since noon yesterday, and my stomach can't stand it anymore." ”

Uncle Mo Lun had now forgotten about beating Mo Qing, and after the initial emotional catharsis, he was in a good mood at the moment.

Although he was injured and couldn't move, with a descendant like Mo Qing, he felt that those things didn't matter at all.

Ignoring Uncle Mo Lun's childlike shouting, Mo Qing slowly sprinkled spices on the roasted wolf legs.

Mo Qing knew that Uncle Mo Lun was just looking for a way to vent his emotions.

Put a wolf's leg by the fire and prop it on a branch so that it will not be burned into charcoals, and then your efforts will be in vain.

Mo Qing took the remaining one and squatted in front of Uncle Mo Lun, carefully blowing the meat on the side of the wolf's leg cold.

In the impatient gaze of Uncle Merun, he brought the roasted wolf leg to his mouth.

As soon as he wanted to say something slower, the two taels of meat were bitten off.

Uncle Mo Lun was really hungry, but he grinned at the meat but was reluctant to spit it out, and he snorted out hot, and the meat disappeared after turning it over in his mouth a few times.

The wind and clouds are not enough to describe Uncle Meron's eating speed, no less than five or five pounds of wolf legs, and in the exhalation of Uncle Melun's hot 'haha', he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Hiccuped, and said to Mo Qing arrogantly, come again, how can there be a little injured person.

Mo Qing chuckled, threw the bones in his hand outside the cave, and didn't dare to let Uncle Mo Lun eat meat again, just enough of it, and it would be bad for the injured person to hurt his spleen and stomach if he ate it again.

The gourd had been sitting by the fire for so long, and the snow inside had long since turned into water.

Pull out the mouth of the gourd, there is still a trace of hot air coming out, yes, the water is warm, it is just right for the stomach.

Carefully fed Uncle Mo Lun to drink half of the gourd warm water, and then he breathed out with satisfaction and said that it was comfortable.

"When the stomach is full, it is comfortable, and the whole body is full of energy, and this wolf pack will come again, and I can still kill both of them. ”

Uncle Mo Lun said to Mo Qing, who was holding the wolf's leg on the side and gnawing on the same joy.

Mo Qing replied with a "woo" twice.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you, you laughed at me just now, look at your appearance, it's not much better than me. ”

Uncle Mo Lun looked at the black herb that he didn't know where to find, and the Fu General, who was gnawing leisurely, then said to Mo Qing.

Mo Qing hadn't eaten for a long time, and when he was waiting for Uncle Mo Lun to eat just now, he swallowed his saliva, eager to lie down and bite a few bites, how could he stop holding the roasted golden wolf legs at this time.

Maybe it's because he saw Mo Qing's hungry appearance that Uncle Mo Lun ate so quickly.

"It's a pity that these wolves, if they can all be brought home, not only will they have endless meat for the New Year, but they can also be taken to the town for a lot of money. ”

Uncle Merren lay there, looking at the dead wolf outside the cave entrance with hooked eyes, and his words were full of regret. After all, he made this in order to hunt enough prey for the New Year.

"Uncle don't worry, if there are twice as many wolves as this, I promise to bring them all back. ”

Stopping the hungry Mo Qing, he had the time to answer Uncle Mo Lun, wiped the grease on the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said to Uncle Mo Lun with a smile.

"You said to bring back two or three, and I still believe that I will bring them all back, even if I don't forget it, I will kill no less than ten wolves. ”

Uncle Mo Lun didn't believe what Mo Qing said just now, although he knew that Mo Qing's strength was not ordinary, and he had recently cultivated spells.

But after only practicing for a few days, he didn't think that Mo Qing could learn such a big skill in such a short time.

Mo Qing smiled mysteriously and said to Uncle Mo Lun:

"If you look at the mattress under you, the quilt on your body, and the spices, water hyacinths, and all these miscellaneous things, you will know if you can bring the wolf back. ”

Mo Qing thinks that he has found a strong piece of evidence that can convince Uncle Mo Lun.

"That's just a lot of things, and they don't weigh more than two wolves. ”

Uncle Mo Lun's faint voice came, making Mo Qing realize the superficiality of his thoughts.

No longer discussing this issue, Mo Qing put the wolf leg that had gnawed more than half of his hand next to the charcoal fire that was about to be extinguished, and used the branch just now to prop it up.

Picked up the gourd and drank a breath of water, spoke to Uncle Merun for a while, walked to the edge of the mattress, sat there cross-legged, closed his eyes lightly, and entered the state of cultivation.

If you don't practice, you can't do it, the mana left in the dantian is pitiful, and you can't even open the storage bag, how can you bring so many things back.

Not long after Mo Qing practiced, Uncle Mo Lun fell asleep, and the small sleep last night did not relieve his fatigue at all.

In fact, if he wasn't afraid that Mo Qing would be worried, he would have fallen asleep a long time ago.

The wound was cold, and I couldn't feel the slightest pain, Brother Huang's medicine was really good.

Before falling asleep, Uncle Merlun thought in a daze.

If Uncle Mo Lun knew that these medicinal powders were made by Huang Laoxie from the hundred-year-old herbs that he had robbed from the hands of the Fu General, he probably wouldn't be surprised by its curative effect.