Wentu's sister was undoubtedly a blow to the head when she was named a princess, and all the tribal leaders and patriarchs were all moved, who dared to increase their armaments and provoke disputes in the civil domain without authorization? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAs a result, Wahda's status is even more prosperous, shaking the steppe with a word. At the same time, the soldiers and horses of the tribes scattered invisibly lost their meaning, some small tribes simply disbanded their troops, and the large tribes that supported the army gradually reduced their armaments, reducing this meaningless expenditure.

Wentu drove the red map horse out of the north and the south pass, but it was difficult, this concubine horse, there is no place to stand! In the southern country, he must still be wanted, although he has no name, but he is carrying a girl behind him, this characteristic is too obvious, and he can't hide it if he wants to!

The desert wind and sand in summer are relatively small, and the horseshoe prints are sprinkled behind you in strings, which are clearly visible.

White sun, yellow sand, red horses, a pair of people destined to drift, aimlessly south.

The so-called famous doctors all say that Fu Rou is disease-free, and the words in his mouth can even be said by himself, and what is even more terrifying is that all serious illnesses are left to fend for themselves, and there is no real medicine shop in the whole land, and the people are all over the place, and Langzhong is even more pitiful.

Wentu looked up blankly, the shadow of the northern city had appeared in the distance, the surroundings were empty, a sense of peace arose, and he patted the red picture and said: "Ju'er, Wentu has no way to go at present, you can run freely and take me to a clean place!"

The red picture horse immediately rolled his hooves and ran wildly, a token, a piece of jade pendant, and then followed the treasure horse away, because it was expected that there would be no war, the long axe was left to Ulan, which was considered a token.

Wentu didn't have time to take care of the scenery along the way, so he let the red horse gallop, and I don't know how long, the red horse stopped.

Wentu pay attention to it, what a beautiful scenery!

This is a small mountain village, the branches and leaves are budding, the flowing water is murmuring, surrounded by mountains, ten thousand trees become forests, several families at the foot of the mountain, there are very few people, it is really a paradise!

"Can you smell that?" Ventu patted the red pony and dismounted into the village.

In the villa, although the low-rise houses are scattered, they all face the south and the north, and the sheep intestine trails extend in all directions, and the stone mills, troughs, small pavilions, and mountain temples are all available. The few villagers looked at the outsiders in front of them in confusion, some whispered, and some young people had already run away, probably to call the steward in the Zhuangzi. People looked closely and found that there were children behind the strong man, and there were no blades on his body, so they immediately gathered around him, asking long and short questions.

The village is peaceful again, and it is even more: Weng Yu wants to smile and raise her old hand, she has never eaten, and she chews it;

Soon, Wentu rented a small room, which was considered to be settled, and he had Fu Rou, who was proficient in human nature, and became a family with the villagers within a few days. He never went out, but he had a lot of silver in his hand, so he asked the villagers to go out for dozens of miles to buy housing and inquire about external news, and he went into the mountains with Fu Rou every day to enjoy it, preparing to spend the remaining fourteen years.

So repeatedly, Wentu is fascinated by those flying birds, flying around, strange elves, once they find the wood worm, they get up and peck at it, there are birds that fall together, they will see how fast they know, the pecking is accurate, the captured birds flutter and fly away, find a hidden place to enjoy alone, and those who have not eaten still begin to look around.

He gradually thought about it, unconsciously picked up the wooden branch, pretended to be a bird with a long beak, quickly knocked here, then jumped far away, and then stabbed there, the ghost knew what he was doing, but one day, he raised his head and laughed, frightened Fu Rou hurriedly ran over, grabbed Wentu, stunned and listened, Wentu said to Fu Rou: "I finally understand, you don't need to stand to beat people!" Fu Rou didn't understand, seeing that her brother was not abnormal, she ran away and continued to play.

Wentu muttered to himself: "When a bird strikes for pecking, it will hit and miss, and if it doesn't hit, it will miss, and the beak pecking place will be small and hidden, and the hit will be accurate, and it will ......escape if it is not standardized."

Not only accurate, but also fast!

If you make the wrong part, you will inevitably hurt the beak of the bird, and if you are slow, the insect will escape invisibly, or it will be pecked by other birds......

Since then, each branch has become a Wentu weapon, and it will never stop day by day, from the beginning to the beginning of autumn!

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-autumn, and Wentu simply climbed the branch of the giant tree, and waited there, staring intently at the wormhole in the opposite tree, and at the same time, there were birds flying everywhere in search of food, and their little eyes were each probing for food.

Suddenly, a juvenile insect appeared at the mouth of the pit on the opposite branch!

When it was too late, a bird circled down and went straight to the moth, and Wentu also flew out, picking up the hole!

When he landed, Wentu looked at the wooden branch in his hand, and the top was really a small insect in the thorn, he was overjoyed, and kept pointing to his head and appreciating: "So fast, so accurate!"

One day, after Wentu finished practicing, he stood in the mountains looking at the pile of raised branches, savoring his achievements, and suddenly saw Fu Rou stuffing something into his mouth in the distance, and rushed over and asked, "Fu Rou, what are you doing?"

Fu Rou hurriedly swallowed the contents of her mouth, and closed her mouth tightly and did not dare to speak.

"Tell me, what did you eat?"

Fu Rou immediately reached out from behind her back, still pinching a bunch of blades of grass, and replied uneasily: "This ......"

Wentu saw that half of the bouquet of flower branches in his hand had been eaten, and the green stem, blue flower, and white stamen, I don't know what the name was, so he continued to ask: "How can you eat wild things indiscriminately? What is this?"

Fu Rou shook her head, and immediately coughed because she was nervous and afraid, and after a few sounds, she was white and pale, and her breath was short. Wen Tu hurriedly wiped her forehead, and her heart suddenly sank, she was feverish! In the Southern Kingdom, what he was most afraid of was Fu Rou's illness, first, the doctor was not easy to find, and second, the medical skills were humble and rough.

In the Southern Dynasty, the general education was not proficient, there was no hospital, there was nowhere to study medicine, and a few doctors were either invited by the palace or hired by the rich and noble families as family doctors, which also constrained medical skills, and gradually fell into disuse;

"Brother Wentu, I still want to eat!" Fu Rou pointed to the bouquet in his hand, how did Wentu know, Fu Rou was originally a student of medical school, and she had this nature!

Of course, Wentu didn't allow it, seeing that Fu Rou didn't let go, he had to return home with the remaining half a bunch, treating himself as a doctor, wiping warm water and taking hot water, but Fu Rou still coughed non-stop, so he came to the old man to ask, thinking that the flower was poisonous, and the old man said: "That's the grass here, cattle and sheep often eat it, and it is not toxic." ”

Wentu had no choice but to stay by Fu Rou's side, touching his forehead for a while, and continuing to get hot water for a while, so that Fu Rou drank it, praying in his heart for a speedy recovery.

In the middle of the night, while Wentu was not paying attention, Fu Rou secretly ate the other half of the qincao!

Wentu woke up in a daze, suddenly found the situation, just about to have a seizure, but where to give up? Since the grass is non-poisonous, eat it, look at Fu Rou's uncomfortable appearance, become more and more uneasy, can't help but hug Fu Rou over, put her hand in warm water, soak it for a while, and then put it on her forehead, in order to lower her body temperature.

"Fu Rou, do you hate my useless brother?" Wentu almost said to herself, not to mention whether she hates it or not, she hates herself very much, you must know this, you should read more medical books, so as not to know everything in danger, and lose your square inch in a panic.

"Hehe," Fu Rou wanted to shake her head, probably because she had a headache, so she simply laughed, her dry lips opened slightly, and her white teeth fell, "I don't, my brother doesn't dislike me...... Ahem, cough ......" said halfway through the body, coughed a few times, and his face turned red.

Can this still be laughed at?!

Wentu was simply speechless, raised her back slightly higher, so that her breathing was easier, the more she looked at it, the more unbearable she became, the more she looked at it, the more anxious she became, and comforted: "Early tomorrow morning, I will take you into the city, looking for someone to treat you, it's okay, our Fu Rou will definitely get better......" said that it was already sad, not to mention that Jiao'er in her arms was her future wife, even if it was someone else's daughter, she couldn't tolerate such a hard support, no matter what the situation was, she had to make a round.

The candlelight in the small wooden room flickered suddenly, reflecting the helpless figure, who had been sitting like this, not daring to make a move, for fear of alarming the child.

Wentu beat his spirit, kept looking at Fu Rou, and silently said don't have a situation!

However, there has been a change! When he was approaching the ugly, Wentu suddenly found that Fu Rou's body temperature had dropped, her face was slightly ruddy, and the frequency of coughing was getting lower and lower, and she was overjoyed in her heart, and couldn't help but snicker, and suddenly heard Fu Rou whispering: "Brother Wentu, I still have to eat that grass." ”

Could it be that the grass is working?

Wentu didn't say a word, picked up the torch, rushed into the mountains to look for that kind of flowers and plants, to his great surprise, this kind of sacred grass was everywhere, he didn't care about it, and soon found a lot of it, opened his mouth and smirked, and rushed back to the hut.

According to his impression, get clean water to wash the flowers and plants, put them in a clay pot, light a fire on the stone stove to boil, the temperature can not be adjusted here, Wentu carefully watched the number of wooden blocks, wait for the water in the tank to boil, then take out most of the wooden blocks, leave a small fire to boil, after half an hour, pour the soup into the porcelain bowl, take the most primitive method of cooling, that is, take an empty bowl, slightly closer, slowly pour it into another bowl, wait for the water injection to stabilize and gradually raise the medicine bowl, slowly fold down, so repeatedly, and continue to blow with the mouth, and strive to cool down as soon as possible。

After a while, Wentu was sweating profusely.

He estimated that the temperature was about the same, so he tasted the medicinal juice and blurted out: "Wow, why is it so bitter!" Then he entered the house, helped Fu Rou to feed it, but he didn't expect Fu Rou to frown at all, and drank most of the bowl of bitter juice in a few breaths.

Within a few days, Fu Rou was cured!

Wentu picked up Fu Rou, turned his body and laughed: "I didn't expect that you are still a miracle doctor!"

In fact, Fu Rou only suffered from mild pneumonia, and the grass was only skullcap.

Chivalry, little girl, red picture horse, become the scenery by the mountain and clear stream, frolicking, laughing, playing, practicing, enjoying the paradise of the Southern Dynasty, and the broken branches next to the splashing water, more and more, gradually become a hill.

There is a giant bird in the forest, its name is Wentu, the firewood branch does not appear, and the girl forgets to be lonely. After a long time, the birds ceased to be afraid of Ventu, and even fell on his shoulders, without panicking, but when it was Ventu's turn to spy on which tree, the birds did not bother to compete with him for "food", because no bird was as fast as him!

Walking out of the mountain village, it was a year later, when Mu Feiling came to visit.