Su Ranhua was afraid that Wutuo's search in the city would be unsuccessful, so he went out of the city to chase him. He didn't dare to stop too much on the way, so he hurried all night and arrived in a small town before dawn. After buying some things to fill his stomach, he began to think about what to do.
Keep walking.
Su Ranhua pretended to be a beggar and searched around the town, and finally found a horse at the door of a house.
With joy in his heart, Su Ranhua quickly ran over, drew his sword and cut off the rope. Before the people on the side could react, Su Ranhua got on his horse and galloped away.
This horse is not bad, and Su Ranhua's equestrian skills are also very good. Even if the people behind him keep shouting and chasing, they all get away in a flash.
After leaving the town, we drove for several days and finally arrived at the border town. After passing this town, we reached the boundary of the Qingyuan Dynasty.
Su Ranhua examined the terrain. If he left this small town now, he would have to pass through the rolling mountains to reach the real southern Xinjiang, so he decided to rest in this small border town for the time being.
It is said to be a small town, but in fact there are no ordinary people living here. There are only a few merchants and trained border soldiers passing through this place. Because it is located on the border, there are often conflicts with people from the Qingyuan Dynasty. It is easy to use this place as a starting point.
, a war broke out.
Su Ranhua came to a small river, drank some water, and accidentally lifted up his sleeves, and saw the full moon tattoo that he had carefully covered up.
Biting her lip and thinking for a while, Su Ranhua pulled out the dagger, waved it in front of her eyes, looked at the bright blade with a cold light, and with a gleam in her eyes, she put the blade next to the tattoo on her arm to test it.
She would not admit this identity. This tattoo was just a means she had to use to confuse Wu Tuo. Su Ranhua narrowed his cold eyes and gently drew the blade along the skin.
A bright red bloody mouth was opened.
A tattoo is a mark. If it is removed, it will be nothing. If she wants to return to the Qingyuan Dynasty, she will never take this thing with her.
Su Ranhua closed her eyes, and the figure of Ximen Hao appeared in her mind. This figure had been hidden in her heart for several months. Every night when she fell asleep, she would sneak into her dreams, arguing or entangled.
His affection for her and her unknowingly attached heart to him were intertwined and lingering.
She must go back. No matter how many things happen between them, they must be resolved face to face. She does not need outsiders to intervene, let alone be used by outsiders. There is only emotional entanglement between them, and there is no struggle for power.
With his heart pounding, Su Ranhua tore off two pieces of his clothes, balled up one piece and bit it in his mouth. He picked up the dagger again and swiped at the blood hole that had been opened. The layer of skin that had been branded with tattoos casually
The sharp blade was cut off, revealing a piece of bloody flesh.
Su Ranhua clenched his fists and bit the rag in his mouth. Not even a ball of rag could withstand the collision of his upper and lower teeth. But the sound of pain was blocked by the clenched teeth and drowned in his throat.
Throwing down the dagger, he picked up another piece of cloth and wrapped it around the bloody and horrific wound, but the blood quickly stained the piece of cloth without any obstruction.
Putting the dagger away, Su Ranhua curled up his left arm, mounted the horse that had eaten its fill of grass, and ran to the city.
Since wars are inevitable, the most indispensable thing in the city is pharmacies. There are businessmen who are not afraid of death and carry out their business on the battlefield.
Su Ranhua led the horse into a medicine shop. The shopkeeper was already familiar with injured people and asked without raising his head, "Would you like medicine for wounds or wine for bruises?"
"Trauma medicine." Su Ranhua said.
When he heard it was a woman, the shopkeeper raised his head curiously and saw the beggar-looking Su Ranhua and his left arm dripping with blood. He frowned and said, "It turns out he is a beggar who escaped. Do you have any money?"
Su Ranhua threw the little silver she had left on the counter.
"So little? You can't even afford a cup of tea, and you need trauma medicine?" the shopkeeper snorted disdainfully. This is the border, and you risk your life to do business, so prices have naturally increased several times.
Although the army is equipped with medicinal herbs, officials colluded with each other, and many of them were substandard when they got into the hands of the soldiers. Therefore, some soldiers came to these pharmacies to buy good medicines because of their unbearable pain. Although the prices of these medicines are high,
But there is no need to worry about selling.
"Then this is all I have." Su Ranhua placed the dagger he had prepared in front of the shopkeeper and pointed it straight at his neck.
"Want to grab the medicine? Aren't you afraid of death?" The shopkeeper shrank his neck and avoided the knife. Since he was doing business with these idiots, he naturally needed two brushes.
There are many shopkeepers who try to steal medicine, but they all have established relationships with the leaders of the soldiers. Selling the medicine naturally has their own benefits. There are people to protect them, so the shopkeepers are naturally not afraid. Anyway, these soldiers are not very capable.
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He is not a master, let alone a wounded person. As long as he dodges a blow and shouts in time, the person who snatches the medicine will not be able to get out of the drug store. There are people who sent the leader here to protect him.
The fee is not free.
Su Ranhua didn't expect that the shopkeeper would come again, so he smiled softly and took back the dagger.
Seeing that Su Ranhua was subdued, the shopkeeper sat down calmly and continued to fiddle with his calculations while saying, "Go, go, don't bother me."
"Shopkeeper, what do you think of this hairpin?" Su Ranhua handed the hairpin hidden on her body to the shopkeeper. These are things from the Yuehua Palace. She did not dare to show them to others easily, lest they arouse suspicion.
, causing trouble for yourself.
"Excellent, excellent!" Sure enough, the shopkeeper raised his head following Chai Zi.
"Really?" Su Ranhua curled her lips and raised her hairpin to avoid the shopkeeper's greedy hand.
The shopkeeper's eyes were chasing after the hairpin. Su Ranhua sneered softly. He raised his hands and lowered his hands. The hairpin escaped from the shopkeeper's chasing hand and quickly went around to the top of his head.
Stab down.
Fortunately, in this era, women are not short of accessories such as hairpins. Although hairpins are not as good as gold needles, the points that are many times thicker than gold needles can still penetrate the Baihui point.
The shopkeeper collapsed suddenly and lay motionless on the counter.
It was impossible for Su Ranhua to give the hairpin to the shopkeeper, leaving clues and exposing his traces. It seemed that if he wanted to get the medicine from this shopkeeper who wanted money at all costs, he had to keep his mouth shut.
Su Ranhua took back the hairpin, turned around and closed the door of the pharmacy tightly, then walked to the counter to search for trauma medicine.
The pain of the skin cutting penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Su Ranhua bit her lip tightly, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and quickly rummaged through the medicine bottles.
Suddenly, the door valve came loose and someone pried open the door from the outside.
Su Ranhua was startled and wanted to squat down and hide under the counter to watch what happened. But someone had already pushed the door in and their eyes met.