After the meal, Song Zhaozhao did not let himself go, and walked towards the back mountain with a cloth bag.

The place where the Song family lives is just at the foot of the back mountain. Although the back mountain is lush, there are often poisonous snakes and various unknown insects inside, and few people will go to the back mountain.

There are many species on this mountain, but no one comes here all year round, and there is no decent path.

It seems that next time I will bring a hoe, so as to open up a small path.

While climbing the mountain, Song Zhaozhao moved the obstacle in front of him away.

As he walked in little by little, Song Zhaozhao saw pine trees and Chinese toon trees picked many wild fruits along the way.

At noon, because I saw the three bites of the Song family eating carefully, I was reluctant to eat too much, so I didn’t eat enough at all. Now that I had climbed the mountain for so long, Song Zhaozhao was already hungry and put on his chest and put on his back. Fortunately, I ate a lot of wild fruits to relieve my fullness and thirst.

A few pheasant cries came from not far away.

"I just said, there will definitely be pheasants in this mountain."

Song Zhaozhao was instantly inspired, but the wild game in the mountains became spirits. How could he catch it if he had a hunting rifle?

Forget it, try your luck.

Song Zhaozhao looked for the pheasant's cry, hugged her waist and walked towards the direction of the sound, and hid behind a pine tree.

The pheasant was looking for food in an open place, perhaps because Song Zhaozhao's footsteps were too loud. As soon as he approached, the pheasant flew away.

"Oh my god, it turns out that pheasants can really fly!" Song Zhaozhao sighed like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

There are many pine needles covered under the pine tree. Song Zhaozhao remembers that this thing is a good thing that causes fire.

I didn't see the pheasant, so it was not bad to pick up some things that caused the fire. Song Zhaozhao touched a pair of pine needles, but found something smooth or hard underneath. He picked up a stick and carefully pushed the pine needles away.

My God, it is actually a nest of pheasant eggs. Unlike domestic chickens, this nest of pheasant eggs is not big, but it is a large number. If you count carefully, there are actually a dozen.

Really made a fortune!

Nowadays, every chicken has saved up after laying eggs and wants to go to the city to exchange for some broken silver or white flour. Song Zhaozhao also has an old hen at home, which only took a few days to lay an egg. Now the pheasant eggs he picked up are enough for his old hen to lay for several months.

Song Zhaozhao was afraid that the pheasant eggs he had picked up with great difficulty would be broken, so he put all the pine needles on the ground and covered them with a layer of wild fruits he had just picked.

Song Zhaozhao looked at the bag full of harvest, which was pretty good.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain. Song Zhaozhao carried a slow cloth bag on his back and went down the mountain. In a short while, he was already exhausted, so he simply leaned under a big tree to enjoy the cool air and take a break.

Lying under the shade of the tree, I felt the wind gently blowing across my face, and wisps of sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, and a mottled patch on the ground. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

"Don't run, stop!"

Song Zhaozhao, who was having a big meal in his dream, was woken up by this shout.

Who is disturbing me for a big meal? That good piece of pork ribs will enter my stomach!

Song Zhaozhao looked at the distance with sleepy eyes and ran towards him. When she was completely awake, the two of them were already five steps away from him, and then they looked closely.

Wait, why is the man in black in front still holding a knife in his hand!

Song Zhaozhao didn't want to lose his life here, so he rolled and crawled forward.

"Don't move!"

The more I was afraid of everything I came to. I was caught by the man in black in front of me before I ran a few steps, and the knife was pressed against my neck. Song Zhaozhao was so scared that she shivered.

"Sang Chong, you can't run away." The man behind chased after him.

"Lu Chenmo, if you step closer, I will silence her." As she said that, Song Zhaozhao felt the knife on her neck move.

"Brother, can you let me go first for the grudge between you two?" Song Zhaozhao begged in fear.

"If you want to kill someone, kill him." The man opposite him sneered.

Not only did he not care about Song Zhaozhao, he was so destined to save him.

"Hey, you are a big man, why don't you save me..."

Before Song Zhaozhao could finish his words, the man seized the opportunity and rushed out suddenly, rushed towards the side of the man in black, and shot straight to the other party's vital points.

The man in black suffered a pain. Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, he pushed Song Zhaozhao out and ran away while the chaos was in trouble. Song Zhaozhao straight into the man's arms. The man was not sympathetic at all. He pushed Song Zhaozhao away and wanted to continue chasing him, but the man in black had long disappeared.

"You...you know that I was almost killed by you?" Song Zhaozhao said, and walked towards the man.

"Isn't this dead?" the man replied perfunctorily, then leaning under a big tree.

"You..." Song Zhaozhao turned around and found that the man had closed his eyes.

"You won't die, are you?"

Song Zhaozhao walked forward, pulled the man a few times, and blood appeared on his hand.

I won't really die, right? Song Zhaozhao put his hand under the man's nose. Fortunately, he was still angry. It seemed that he was just injured.

Song Zhaozhao wanted to leave him and leave, but in the end he couldn't bear it. After walking not far, he walked back.

Put your cloth bag next to the man. This is a wild mountain. There will still be herbs after all, at least stop the blood now.

Fortunately, Song Zhaozhao studied traditional Chinese medicine. Zhaozhao remembered that he had read medical books before: Treating bleeding from knife wounds. Mashing snake-containing grass with grass to apply the wound. 2. Recipe. Use the stems of wolf teeth grass and ripe leaves to apply the wound. 3. Recipe. Use the lowering of Zhenxiang, five-fold croaker, copper flowers to divide it into powder and apply the wound. 4. Recipe. Use willow catkins to apply. 5. Use the marshmallow to apply. 6. Recipe. Use dry noodles to apply. It will heal in five or seven days. 7. Recipe. In summer, gold cherry leaves are collected, divided into equal parts with mulberry leaves, leaves, dry in the shade, grind into powder, apply the wound, and the blood stops the mouth and closes.

Although these herbs cannot be collected, there will be several of them in the end.

Song Zhaozhao searched for a long time before finding one or two herbs, but fortunately, although it cannot be cured, it can at least ensure that he will not become a platter for the wild beasts in the mountains.

By the time Song Zhaozhao rushed back, the man had already woken up.

"Since I'm awake, this is the snake-bearing grass and wolf-tooth grass. I've pounded it myself and applied it to the wound."

The man took the herbs and looked at Song Zhaozhao in confusion.

"Don't worry, I'm not you, I won't be helpless."

Song Zhaozhao naturally remembered his resentment towards him, but still had no good expression.

Song Zhaozhao glanced at the man and said that he looked good and would not become a beast's belly here. He carried his own cloth bag on his back and continued to rush down the mountain. It had been so long since he came out, otherwise Song's mother would be anxious again.

"I'm in Lu Chenmo, thank you for your life-saving grace, and I will repay you with a spring of water."
Chapter completed!