I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

Although it was a bit late, a small medical clinic just two streets away from the inn happened to be closed, which solved his urgent need, but prevented him from being the thief who broke into the door.Mo Yan took the medicine, used his lightness skills and hurried back, and the reason why he did things so neatly was mainly because he didn't want to hang around outside at night, so he went back early to recharge his batteries. What leopards are you looking for in the mountains?

It's just that now, Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng were injured during the sparring. It seems that it's not a minor injury. Then their journey to hunt for leopards in the mountains... can they still go on?

Mo Yan took a steady breath, pushed the door and entered Huang Yaoshi's room, and until he handed the medicine bag to the cross-legged exercise, Huang Yaoshi, who had just forced out a mouthful of poisonous blood, was still thinking about this problem that was not a problem.

"Go to the kitchen and boil a pair of medicine. Banzhilian and Xu Changqing should add it last, and leave the psyllium as medicine. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl, and then bring it to me." Huang Yaoshi ordered lightly, and then He planned to use his kung fu to force the poison again. He vomited some poisonous blood just now and felt much better. With the addition of the medicine he prepared, everything would be fine. After all, he and Ouyang Feng were just exchanging ideas, although they moved a little True, but nothing serious.He didn't hear the sound of Mo Yan leaving. Huang Yaoshi was surprised that Mo Yan hadn't gone out to make medicine yet, so he couldn't help but looked up at him in surprise, "Why? What else?"

Mo Yan paused, shook the medicine bag in his hand, and gestured uncertainly, "I don't know how to decoct medicine." '

This is really the truth, not to mention that in the past 28 years of his life, he went directly to the hospital when he got sick. If he could not find a hospital in the wilderness, he would have no chance to go to the Chinese medicine clinic to find the prescription and follow the decoction. At most, a pair of herbal medicines can be grabbed, smashed and applied to the wound, which is considered a method.However, the original owner of this body, Mo Kuangzi, had fried it, but he really didn't dare to try blindly these things that existed purely in memory.

"..." Silence spread between the two of them. Huang Yaoshi stared at Mo Yan's gestures for a while, then frowned and studied Mo Yan's sincere expression for a while, then rubbed his forehead with some headaches, and let go of his hand. Sitting legs, step down, "Follow me to the kitchen, I will teach you by the side."

Withdrawing his hand that was still about to make gestures, Mo Yan swallowed back the "must die" remark of "why bother me if I can move", and followed Huang Yaoshi honestly, walking towards the kitchen.

Huang Yaoshi's steps were still very steady, but from the sluggish vigor around him, it could be seen that this time he had a lot of injuries when discussing martial arts with Ouyang Feng. It's been five days.Walking down the wooden stairs, there was a chaotic energy in the row of houses on the left, Mo Yan reckoned that it was Ouyang Feng, after all, the martial arts of the two were about the same level, it is impossible that only Huang Yaoshi was injured.However, Mo Yan sensed it with his internal energy. It was the second room on the left hand. Apart from the strong but chaotic internal energy, there was also a much weaker energy. Mo Yan knew that it should be Ouyang Ke, and it was also , this pair of fake uncles and nephews, the real father and son, belonged to the same way of internal energy, so this kind of healing saves a lot of effort.

Withdrawing his gaze to the left, he moved to Huang Yaoshi who was not far below him, and could not help but pursed his upper lip in disapproval. These two people are really sick. What good is it for Wu to make himself look like this? People can't figure it out.A martial artist like Mo Yan who became a monk on the way, of course, would not understand. Even though the two of them were injured like this, it was really just a normal sparring, because if they really started fighting regardless of the consequences, the result would be nothing. people will expect.

And it was precisely because these two people knew this that they unanimously restrained themselves by seven or eight points, which resulted in the current result.

After a while, they arrived at the kitchen. Huang Yaoshi sat casually on the stool, took a sip from the teacup beside him, and instructed Mo Yan with a blank expression, "Go to the small stove and set up a fire to eight percent, and fill a bowl with water..." Mo Yan Listening to the steps directed by Huang Yaoshi, he did everything step by step. After all, he was not the heroine who said that he would die if he entered the kitchen, but he did it well. Finally, he put the medicine in according to the steps. Come to an end.

But when he raised his head, he caught a glimpse that Huang Yaoshi's right hand on his knee was trembling slightly. Mo Yan figured out what was going on when he thought about it, no wonder he wanted to boil the medicine by himself just now, no wonder he thought he was drinking tea It looks a bit awkward, so it turns out that I can't use my right hand, so I can only use my less flexible left hand?

Mo Yan stood up and scratched his face. The medicine was simmering on the small stove and left alone for the time being. He and Huang Yaoshi were in the same room, and the two of them were speechless, and they didn't know what to do to pass the time. The atmosphere suddenly felt awkward.Huang Yaoshi didn't look at him, just stared at the fire with lowered eyes, occasionally lowered his head to drink a sip of tea, served in a calm manner, making this tacky small kitchen look like an elegant and unique peach blossom island.

In the quiet small kitchen, only the crackling sound of burning firewood and the sound of teacups being shaken could be heard from time to time. Another half an hour later, after Mo Yan added two more bowls of water, Huang Yaoshi raised his eyelids , quickly said: "Okay, pour it into a bowl."

The sudden sound aroused Mo Yan, who was wandering in his mind, and hurriedly put away his scattered thoughts, carefully extinguished the fire, and poured the medicinal juice into the bowl in front of Huang Yaoshi with a dry pot, and then put the He handed the psyllium seeds for medicine to Yin to Huang Yaoshi, and went to clean up the pot.

After he got everything in order, Huang Yaoshi had already finished taking the medicine, but then he frowned uncertainly, making Mo Yan wonder for a while, 'What's wrong?Is there something wrong? After gesticulating and asking, what Huang Yaoshi got was an uncertain negation, "Well... no, it's nothing, probably because Ouyang Feng's poison kung fu has improved again." As he spoke, his eyes lit up, obviously he had started again. Fighting spirit, but he can still distinguish the priorities, and he can still remember that this time he came out to find a mother leopard for his precious daughter, so he suppressed his thoughts and said to Mo Yan, "Dumb seven, clean up tonight, tomorrow morning Let's move."

Hearing this, Mo Yan nodded, indicating that he knew it. He glanced at Huang Yaoshi's right hand without any trace, but he didn't seem to be shaking so much. It seemed that it was indeed the antidote prescribed by the highly skilled Huang Yaoshi. He only needed one pair. Then the remaining poison is gone.

Next, the two of them went back to their room to clean up and rest, not to mention it for the time being.

At dawn the next day, as soon as Mo Yan got up, he heard the sound of shouting and drinking in the open space behind the inn. He opened the window curiously, and saw Ouyang Ke who was practicing in the yard. Pointing from time to time, obviously not just started.

Mo Yan was slightly surprised. It seems that this Ouyang Ke has put in a lot of hard work. As for being completely blown up in Shooting the Condors, losing his heart and losing his leg, probably part of the reason is that he doesn't have the halo of the protagonist. Just as he was thinking, he heard the door Pharmacist Wai Huang's urging voice, "Dumb seven, let's go."

Mo Yan responded, took a quick wash, and went out with his cloth bag on his back.

Speaking of which, their target mountain forest is not too close. Even if they live in this inn, it will take a long time to get there. The two of them practiced lightness kung fu, and within half an hour, they saw that piece of green from afar.

After stopping the light work, the two walked slowly in. Although he had never been to this mountain forest, he had experienced a lot of jungle training. It was not strenuous at all to walk on the bumpy and difficult mountain road.And Mo Yan felt more comfortable the more he got inside. After all, the vast and beautiful scenery in the mountains and the refreshing air, for him who is an expert in the mountains, no matter how difficult the mountain road is, it can be regarded as a good place for travel and vacation.

As soon as he stretched his muscles and took a few breaths of fresh air, Mo Yan was surprised to see Huang Yaoshi in the front left paused, and turned his head in wonder, when he saw Huang Yaoshi raised his left hand abruptly, resting his elbow on the On an old tree next to him, he frowned the next second.

This series of movements startled Mo Yan, and asked him what was wrong with gestures, but Huang Yaoshi didn't answer him, just pressed his dizzy forehead, wondering himself.It shouldn't be, Ouyang Feng's old opponent is well aware of how bad he is, even if he has improved again, it shouldn't be like this.The previous prescription was clearly able to clear away the remaining poison of that part, why now it feels like he has been poisoned by some other poison...

Huang Yaoshi's sharp eyes stared at Mo Yan, but moved away the next moment, before Mo Yan recovered his strength, he denied himself.Not to mention whether Ya Qi has the ability and courage, just talking about the contact during this period of time, it can be seen that Ya Qi is not a person who knows how to use this method.Although it was strange that this person who had done so many evil things left him with a strange and good impression, Huang Yaoshi had already ruled out the possibility of Mo Yan poisoning him.

But there must be a reason. He settled down and wanted to exercise his energy to adjust his breath, but he was surprised to find that his internal energy seemed to be blocked by something, which was extremely difficult.Huang Yaoshi raised his head and looked at Mo Yan with a sense of enlightenment, but Mo Yan was confused by what he said next, "Yuqi, do you still remember when you took the medicine, did it contain herbs that looked like peonies and the leaves were in the shape of round sticks?"

Mo Yan was taken aback, how could he remember it, but looking at Huang Yaoshi's serious look, he still tried his best to recall that when he bought the medicine, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy was not there, two medicine boys caught the medicine, one read the name of the medicine One grabs medicinal materials.He vaguely remembered that there were several herbal medicines that were mashed and crushed at that time, and it seemed that there really was one, which was what Huang Yaoshi described.

Mo Yan thought about it again, became more and more sure, and nodded, 'Why?What's wrong with this herb? '

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Mo Yan, who was innocently puzzled, and sighed weakly, "My prescription says Banzhilian two cents, but the herbal medicine you saw is Banzhilian, which is very different from Banzhilian. Even a person with a little knowledge of medicine can distinguish them, how could he still be caught wrong." Before he finished speaking, Mo Yan told him with gestures that two small medicine boys in the pharmacy read one by one and caught the other. Shaking his head, "Originally, it's okay to take these two medicines wrongly, I can tell them apart, but it's a pity that Baidu is added to cover the taste, so even I can't tell the difference."

Mo Yan saw that his body was a little weak, so he couldn't help walking a few steps closer to support him, and seeing Huang Yaoshi sighed, looking at the mandala flowers on the cliff not far away, he said annoyedly, "This Baidu Mixing it with banzhilian is not a problem, but if you smell the scent of mandala, it will make people feel weak, block and suppress internal energy."

Speaking of this, even if Mo Yan doesn't understand medicine, he will understand that Huang Yaoshi is not only weak, but even his internal energy is probably useless.Suddenly there was a stupid movement in his heart to knock him down and run away, but he was suppressed by Mo Yan in the next second, not to mention whether he could succeed, but to kill people, although it is not that he has killed people before, he also killed people a few days ago. He just trampled a ruffian to death, but the other party was Huang Yaoshi who had lived with him for a long time, and to be honest, in the past few months, he felt that Huang Yaoshi was not bad, even though he always wanted to leave one day This Peach Blossom Island, but really didn't want to do anything while taking advantage of the danger.

Of course, the most important point must be added. Although it seems that Huang Yaoshi has no power to resist, he is still one of the five masters. I really don't know if there is a backup. Mo Yan thought of this, so he could only sigh and let it go. this opportunity.

'Then what do we do now?go back? Mo Yan looked back at the large forest behind him. Although it would be a bit troublesome to go back now, he could still get back to the inn before dark.

"No need." Huang Yaoshi refused to make a sound, and stood up straight with Mo Yan's strength, "Help me to the big tree over there, and then go to those mandala plants to pick their flower seeds Just come."

It is simply a wild mandala, and it is relatively far away. In addition, the dose of medicine he took is not large. If he takes the flower seeds and adjusts his breath, it will be no big deal.

Mo Yan nodded when he heard the words, glanced at the few mandala plants six or seven feet away, and raised his breath.