Jiang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the hatchet, and sat on the ground panting.
It was also the first time for him to kill someone, so it was still a bit exciting.
But Jiang Ming had no regrets.
"If you are alive, you will definitely bring me a lot of trouble, so... I can only ask you to sacrifice for the overall situation."
The wound on his chest slowly healed. Jiang Ming looked at the corpse beside him with no pity, but with a deeper understanding of his own situation.
"With low strength and low life, anyone can step on me..."
According to the memory of his predecessor, even if he did not meet Huang Laogui today, he would be exploited at all levels when selling this fire cloud grass, and even suffer a bloody disaster.
For herbs worth thirty taels of silver, it would be a blessing to have a hundred copper coins safely put into the bag.
"It would be too frustrating to continue living like this..."
The turtle also has its own tricks. The turtle retracts its head into its belly. Until the end of time, it will still be an old turtle with graffiti on its shell.
Jiang Ming doesn't want to be an old turtle.
"You don't have to be a coward to be a Daoist. Only by becoming stronger can you be more stable."
"So the first goal is to practice martial arts quietly, become stronger, and live better."
Jiang Ming straightened out his thoughts and felt that his thoughts were clear and enlightened. He went to the cliff to collect the hatchet, medicine basket and other items that he had dropped, and prepared to leave.
As for Huang Laogui's body, he wasn't too worried. In his mind, this guy always walked alone. He often stayed in the mountains for months and rarely interacted with others, but he always gained a lot.
By the time anyone thought about it, they would have been chewed into a pile of bones by wild beasts.
"Every year, there are not seven or eight but three or four herb collectors who accidentally get lost in the mountains...some fall off cliffs, some encounter jackals, some eat poisonous mushrooms...one or two more."
but……
"Everyone of you is dead. It's not easy on a hot day... I can't be stabbed in vain."
Jiang Ming muttered to himself, his hands already found Huang Laogui's body and began to explore.
There are only about twenty coins in a string.
Insect repellent powder.
A few pieces of dry food to satisfy hunger...
"Huh?" Jiang Ming suddenly widened his eyes.
He actually found two pieces of broken silver, which together were estimated to be more than one tael.
"So rich?" Jiang Ming was surprised.
Silver is no ordinary thing.
One tael of silver is equivalent to a thousand copper coins. Ordinary herb collectors cannot save so much in a few years, let alone carry it with them on the mountain.
"This guy has a secret." Jiang Ming's heart moved and he touched it more carefully.
However, he didn't touch anything for a long time. Just when he was about to give up, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
There was an inconspicuous gray patch on Huang Laogui's tattered clothes. It didn't feel like burlap, but rather like a piece of high-quality animal skin.
Tear~
Jiang Ming pulled off the palm-sized patch and looked around.
"This is..." His eyes narrowed.
The back of the animal skin patch was filled with densely packed small black characters.
Thanks to his previous experience of learning to read from an old neighbor for a few days, Jiang Ming was able to read roughly.
"prescription?"
Jiang Ming suddenly realized, and finally understood why Huang Laogui was rich and why he always looked like he was depleted of energy and blood.
This is a recipe that uses human blood as the main medicine, but it is administered to animals.
After ordinary birds and animals take this medicine, they can be born with a trace of spirituality, and gradually obey the person who provides the blood and be driven by them.
In the memory of his predecessor, Old Ghost Huang did feed animals such as cats, dogs, and rabbits.
"It seems that he used his own blood to make medicine and drove animals into the mountains to find medicine for him, thus making a lot of money..."
However, in my memory, the animals raised by Huang Laogui have changed many times.
After all, even experienced herb collectors can be injured accidentally in the mountains, not to mention the newly born spiritual domestic animals, which are simply extra meals for the wild beasts in the mountains.
As for why Huang Laogui didn't just raise wild beasts in the mountains, Jiang Ming guessed that it was because wild beasts were more difficult to tame and required a greater amount of medicine.
Huang Laogui is just an ordinary person. He has already exhausted his energy and blood by feeding ordinary cats and dogs. How can he dare to take advantage of wild beasts...
"To ordinary people, this is simply a forbidden technique that harms the body, but... these problems don't exist at all for me!"
Jiang Ming's eyes were bright, and he had a hunch that this prescription might be of great use in his hands.
He carefully put the animal skin into his arms and took away the money and dry food. He did not touch the remaining things of Old Ghost Huang, after all, he might be recognized by others.
Recalling the route he often took to collect herbs, Jiang Ming put on an old bamboo hat, picked up the medicine basket, and continued walking into the mountains.
Along the way, Jiang Ming also picked some medicinal herbs based on his memory, but some of them looked too similar, so he could only tell them by taste.
For other herbal collectors, eating herbs indiscriminately is an extremely dangerous act, but for Jiang Ming, there are only good and bad tastes.
Even the highly poisonous herb only gave Jiang Ming a stomachache for a moment...
Later, Jiang Ming even tasted all the plants and trees he saw as he walked and tasted them all, and classified them in his mind.
"Stomachache, extremely poisonous!"
"It refreshes you, but causes diarrhea!"
"It tastes bitter, slightly poisonous, and may have unknown medicinal effects!"
"The taste is okay, like sweet potato leaves, I'll grab more for dinner..."
"Poisonous mushrooms...eh?"
Time gradually passed, and Jiang Ming traveled through the deep mountains and old forests, using tools such as a shovel, a small hoe, and a herb-picking sickle in turn, and his herb-picking skills were slowly improving.
Since he traveled through time and became a herb gatherer, he planned to play this role well first. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art, and one has to work hard to become familiar with the skills.
Dusk in the mountains comes quietly, and before you know it, the green pines are solemn, the rocks are dim, and the shadows of the trees are swaying and floating in the mist.
The air became muggy, the sky was filled with clouds, and it seemed like there was going to be a heavy rain.
Jiang Ming lifted the medicine basket onto his shoulder, quickened his pace, and rushed towards a cliff in his memory.
The night in the forest is more dangerous than the day. Poisonous insects and ferocious beasts are infested, and it is easy to be in bad luck if you are not careful. Every herb collector has several familiar hiding spots.
Soon, dark clouds covered the last ray of sunshine, and there was faint thunder.
In front of Jiang Ming's eyes, a low cliff of rocks finally appeared, like a strange dark monster, dormant in the mountains and forests.
He climbed up, and halfway up the short cliff, he pushed aside a dry vine, and suddenly a small cave appeared in front of him.
In the cave, there were a broken clay pot, two broken bowls, a few dry branches, and some dried animal excrement.
"Fortunately, I remember correctly." Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, put down the medicine basket and scattered objects, and cleaned the cave a little more.
Boom~
As soon as he finished all this, a thunder suddenly exploded, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell, and it poured down in the blink of an eye.
Click~
Dazzling lightning illuminates the mountain forest, and in the dead silence, all souls are dormant. Only the majesty of the sky is shining, and the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, like the voice of an oracle, penetrates into the hearts of all living creatures, making people awe and intoxicated.
"It's safe tonight..." Jiang Ming smiled.
Animals are sometimes smarter than people and know how to fear the power of God and will not run around looking for food at this time.
He carried the broken clay pot to the entrance of the cave, washed it with rainwater, and brought back another pot of rainwater, preparing to make a big pot of stew for dinner.
After spending a long time with flint, he finally lit the firewood. Jiang Ming put the pottery pot on the shelf and began to prepare the ingredients.
The main course was fire cloud grass. Jiang Ming randomly cut it into several sections and threw it into the clay pot together with the grass leaves similar to sweet potato leaves.
This fire cloud grass is worth a lot of money, but Jiang Ming knows very well that it is a crime to possess a jade.
"This fire cloud grass can make Huang Laogui want to kill people, and it can also make other people greedy... Rather than risking a hundred or ten copper coins, I might as well eat it myself."
His eyes were curious: "I heard that this thing can nourish qi and blood, and is a great supplement for martial arts training. Is it true or not?"
Now that Jiang Ming's body is weak and he desperately wants to practice martial arts to become stronger, he is naturally looking forward to the efficacy of this fire cloud grass.
Then, he took out a bunch of colorful mushrooms from the medicine basket and stuffed them into the clay pot. He couldn't help but swallow as he watched them churning in the boiling water.
In my previous life, I wanted to eat but didn't dare. In this life, I finally got the chance to show off.
"I heard that the more poisonous it is, the more delicious it is..."
Soon, the rich aroma spread, making Jiang Ming's index fingers move.
Outside the cave, it was raining heavily and the night was miserable.
In the cave, firewood crackled and thick soup bubbled...
Jiang Ming sat quietly, with various thoughts passing through his mind.
Feeling at a loss when arriving in the new world, worrying about gains and losses due to fear of being discovered, and impetuous and excited about becoming stronger and exploring the unknown...
Gradually, thousands of thoughts were peeled away, leaving only the rain in front of me, penetrating the heaven and earth:
"Now that you're in this situation, what's there to be afraid of? It's just from heaven to earth..."
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