Fortunately, with good luck, they didn't look for long before they met Xiao Qingying, who also came over because of the fireworks.
She didn't seem to be hurt, and there was still a trace of surprise on her face, not knowing what happened.
Before she could see clearly, she was pulled away by Chen Wuyou.
Only after leaving this far away did she have time to come back.
After understanding the situation, Xiao Qingying's mouth suddenly opened in shock.
"The bandits appeared!? And attacked Zhang Rongfang?"
Zhang Rongfang was her follower, which meant that if she had walked slower just now, she might have been attacked.
Wait until you are on the way back to the village.
"Are you okay? Zhang Rongfang?" She quickly approached, hesitated, and asked with concern.
In essence, she is not bad, just a little willful, but her heart is still kind.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have helped Zhang Rongfang in the first place.
"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your concern. It's okay. This blood was spattered by others, not mine." Zhang Rongfang looked 'touched' and saluted quickly.
"It's okay. After all, you were injured because of me. If something happens..." Xiao Qingying didn't say any more, her pretty face looked a little worried.
"Sister, don't worry. After all, I'm a martial arts practitioner now, so I'm not that fragile." Zhang Rongfang said seriously.
"That's good."
Xiao Qingying wanted to ask something, but seeing the tired look on Zhang Rongfang's face, she held back her words.
The group returned to the village.
Under the strange attention of others, Zhang Rongfang returned to the village house where he was staying and changed his clothes.
He admitted to the man killed in the trap, but he bluntly said he didn't know about the other man.
Yang Xuanchao also concluded that the man's death had nothing to do with him. After all, according to Zhang Rongfang, he had only been practicing martial arts for a short time.
The man who died was obviously beaten to death by a guy whose strength and martial arts far exceeded Zhang Rongfang.
According to Yang Xuanchao's judgment, that person should be a man with strong muscles and a strong body.
He has martial arts skills that last for at least several years. Such a person is most likely Chen Wuyou.
After that, Yang Xuanchao had no time to pay attention to other things, because on the way to search, he discovered more bandits hiding in the mountains.
A small-scale fight broke out between the two sides.
He personally went into battle, killed several people, and then repelled the bandits. However, he himself was shot through the shoulder by a crossbow arrow and suffered considerable injuries.
The opponent actually has crossbow arrows!
This made Yang Xuanchao's attention instantly shift away from some doubts about Zhang Rongfang, and he quickly sent people to Huaxin County to request support.
As for the four people from Qinghe Palace, when the time was up, they returned from the official road alone and took turns with the other forces.
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Huaxin County urban area.
Li's Pharmacy.
In the evening, Old Man Li was weighing the newly arrived medicinal materials in the drug store. He took a small scale and carefully put a little bit of homogenous grass on it. Then he came closer and used his myopia of more than 800 degrees to write down the weight scale.
"Shopkeeper!" Suddenly a voice came from outside the shop. Old Man Li was so frightened that his hands shook and he almost poured the homogenous grass to the ground.
"Who is it?" He put down the scale angrily and looked up at the door.
Outside the dimly lit door, a young man in dark blue robes walked quickly in.
"Store, I haven't been feeling well lately. Do you have any prescriptions for replenishing qi and blood? Give me some. Money is not a problem!"
The young man waved his hand and said quite proudly.
"..." Old Man Li rubbed his sore eyes and squinted at the person coming.
This young man was dressed in Taoist robes and had a badge from Qinghe Palace hanging around his waist. He seemed to be a Taoist priest from Qinghe Palace.
"A prescription to replenish qi and blood?" Old Man Li was a little confused.
The other party has a ruddy complexion, a strong body, well-proportioned limbs, and a voice that is full of vitality and full of energy and blood.
"Taoist Priest, your blood is stronger than that of ordinary people who do hard work. Where are you weak? Don't take supplements indiscriminately. If you take too much, you will get sick." Old man Li, who spoke with a Ningzhou accent, advised kindly.
The man patted his chest.
"Boss, don't look at my loud voice, but I feel weak. I look rosy because I just took something to replenish qi and blood. Once the medicine is stopped, it won't be as effective."
Old Man Li shook his head. He was just a shop owner. Since others wanted it, as long as it was not poisons, tonics, etc. that were strictly prohibited by the government, they could do whatever they wanted.
Maybe this person looks healthy, but is hiding some unspeakable disease?
Thinking of this, Old Man Li couldn't help but lower his head and glance at the other person's lower body with a strange look in his eyes.
Zhang Rongfang didn't care about this. He was now immersed in the harvest he had just gained.
He took out 5 taels of silver banknotes from the money bags of the two bandits.
This is 5 taels!
In Huaxin County, 5 taels can buy more than one stone of brown rice, which would be about 150 kilograms in the previous life.
Even for Zhang Rongfang, it was a considerable amount of income. Especially after he was fined for two months without pay, he cherished this hard-earned money even more.
The money he had spent before was used as gifts. But this time, the money he had worked so hard to save was the savings he could truly freely use.
"For great tonic prescriptions, there are Bazhen Decoction and Shiquan Great Tonic Decoction. Which one do you want? You can also choose the age of the medicinal materials in it. However, those that are more than ten years old are very expensive, so I would like to remind you."
Old Man Li rummaged around and found some leftover medicine packages bought by previous regular customers. They were all wrapped in advance, and each paper package was very neat.
Just in time to sell it to this Taoist.
"Bazhen Tang? Which Bazhen is it?" Zhang Rongfang felt that it seemed a little familiar to him. He seemed to have heard of this kind of prescription in his previous life.
"Well, it's made with Sijunzi Soup and Siwu Soup." Old Man Li gave a brief introduction.
"Among them are ginseng, poria, atractylodes, licorice, rehmannia root, white peony root, angelica root, and ligus root.
It is mainly used to treat symptoms such as deficiency of Qi and blood, sallow complexion, general weakness, dizziness, loss of appetite..."
Old Man Li looked at the Taoist's slightly strong arms and red face, but said no more.
"Can this thing be a great supplement?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"Well, it mainly replenishes qi, and is suitable for people with weak spleen and stomach who have little exercise..." Old Man Li said.
"I just exercise less and have a bad spleen and stomach." Zhang Rong looked happy.
"..." Watching the other party slap the banknotes on the counter, Old Man Li chose not to talk nonsense.
"But, is it okay to just replenish blood?" Zhang Rongfang asked again. He felt that his attributes and abilities might only require blood, not energy.
"Then just buy Siwu Soup. But..." Old Man Li wanted to say something else.
"That's it! How much does one pair cost? How long can one pair last?" Zhang Rongfang interrupted with a wave of his hand.
"One or two doses, one dose can be taken twice, but the effect of the third dose will be much weaker. How you take it depends on your condition. Of course, the medicinal materials are of different vintages. If you want better vintages, you have to pay more."
"Come on five pairs! Come back after you feel better!"
Soon, Zhang Rongfang hurriedly left with five sets of Siwu Soup, leaving Old Man Li standing at the counter who was hesitant to speak.
He actually wanted to say just now... Generally Siwu Decoction is used to nourish women's blood and regulate menstruation... so it is also commonly known as Women's Friend Soup...
Zhang Rongfang left the drug store, holding the cloth bag in his hand and feeling relaxed.
5 taels of silver banknotes is equivalent to his two months' worth of money... Unfortunately, after this time, it will be difficult for him to have this opportunity again.
For many wealthy people, 5 taels is just the price of a suit of clothes, but for him, a person with no source of income, it is a lot.
He walked quickly in Huaxin County, crossing small stone arch bridges from time to time.
There are a lot of pedestrians coming and going on the streets.
Many of them had pale skin, similar to the Europeans he had seen in his previous life. Occasionally, black people could be seen passing by, and the majority were yellow-skinned people.
However, unlike those in Tianyin County, the passers-by here are not sallow and skinny even if they are dressed as farmers. From time to time, some people gather around some square wooden platforms and shout loudly.
when.
Suddenly there was a gong sound in the distance.
"The Holy One has decreed that the country will be conquered by sending troops. Those who are willing to take the initiative to join the army can go to the Yamen to receive compensation materials."
"It is the decree of the Holy One to send troops to conquer the country..."
With the sound of gongs, a small group of officers and soldiers wearing iron hats walked slowly along the street.
These officers and soldiers wore gray cloth uniforms, leather belts, long swords hanging from their waists, and most of them carried bows and arrows on their backs.
The leader walking at the front was also wearing a protective black iron mask. The mask was engraved with wolf patterns.
Zhang Rongfang stopped for a moment and looked at the officers and soldiers passing by.
Looking at the other people around him who were avoiding snakes and scorpions, he seemed to be able to understand why so many people wanted to sharpen their heads and squeeze towards the Taoist and Buddhist gates.
The Great Ling was very aggressive in military affairs and fought every year, always going out to invade other countries and regions.
In any battle, regardless of victory or defeat, there will always be casualties. Although the Great Spirit's force is amazing and its sweep is invincible, it does not mean that it can conquer other countries without damage.
In addition, uprisings that break out from time to time in various places also require a large number of soldiers to suppress them.
Under such circumstances, being a soldier is indeed a hard job. Once you leave home, you may never come back, and you may die on some unknown battlefield.
Zhang Rongfang's heart was heavy, and he suddenly remembered the predecessor of this body.
The older sister of the predecessor, in order for the predecessor to avoid military service and so that the two siblings would no longer be bullied, took the initiative to plan and seduce the powerful.
Because she was born into a Confucian family and had a well-educated family background, her temperament was far better than that of ordinary women. Unexpectedly, she actually succeeded in the end.
It's a pity...they are now separated.
But anyway, if they hadn't been separated, he really wouldn't know how to disguise his previous personality and other characteristics.
At the moment, he no longer thought about it, quickly picked up the medical bag and hurried back towards the Qinghe Palace.
It was during these few days that Xiao Qingying settled down temporarily after returning from her patrol outside.
Because she had a private gathering with Chen Wuyou, Xiao Rong punished her by going to the Lingguan Hall to recite sutras and reflect on her past mistakes, and she was not allowed to go anywhere.
In this way, Zhang Rong was free to move around freely, but he had to rush back as soon as possible before dark.
Because Xiao Qingying’s daily rest time is one hour before dark.
Carrying the medical bag all the way back, it takes an hour to travel from Huaxin County to Qinghe Palace.
By the time he returned to the room and started preparing the medicine, it was already dark.
First go to the cafeteria to eat with Xiao Qingying, and then send this woman back to her room to rest.
After that, he went to the back mountain alone, put the medicine jar he bought, stuffed the medicinal materials into it, added water, then set up firewood and lit a fire.
Half an hour later, Zhang Rongfang picked up a bowl of dark medicinal soup and smelled the strong medicinal smell inside.
'Hope it works.'
He felt that it was too slow to accumulate attribute points by eating now.
If we can find a way to speed up taking medicine, we may be able to go much easier in the future.
He swung the medicinal soup in the wooden bowl, blew on it, and slowly drank it in small sips.