There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 33: How much do you know about the magic medicine in dreams?
Chapter 33: How much do you know about the magic medicine in dreams?
Liu Yu shook his head, put away the knife, and murmured to himself: "Didn't you sound very loud when you were bragging just now? Why did they all run away all of a sudden?"
He took a few steps forward and reached the stone mill. He looked at the grinding herbs and thought with a thought in his heart: That king must be the monster that he shot last night, a snake spirit or something like that.
These fairy boys should be looking for medicine for the injured snake. Could it be that these grasses?
As he spoke, he frowned slightly, took out the steel knife, and gently made a small cut on his arm, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out from the wound.
He grabbed a handful of the medicinal mud from the stone and smeared it on his arm. Immediately, he felt a numbing sensation, and the wound immediately formed a grass-green blood scab.
It healed.
Liu Yu's eyes widened in surprise. Ever since he started fighting in Jingkou, injuries and bleeding were common. He had tried a lot of various gold medicines and folk remedies to stop bleeding, but none of them could compare with this herbal medicine.
Can stop bleeding instantly.
Liu Yu had another thought in his mind, thinking that this herb was so effective, could it be poisonous? After all, it was infected by the blood of that king. If it was really a snake, could it be highly poisonous?
Thinking of this, Liu Yu began to wave his arms vigorously, relax his fists and kicks, and even performed a fighting meteor fist all the way on the spot. After a period of vigorous exercise, the blood and qi all over his body flowed unimpeded, and his body felt indescribably comfortable. There was no trace of poisoning.
Or what about signs of paralysis?
Liu Yu laughed, stepped forward and picked up a pack of grass leaves, took out a few lotus leaves scattered on the ground, and wrapped the medicinal mud in the stone pound.
At this time, suddenly a strong and powerful voice came from the white mist: "Liu Yu, the king of the world, why do you want to take action against this immortal? You and I are not in conflict with each other. You are your king, and I am cultivating my immortal. Why bother?
I?"
Liu Yu's heart moved and he said loudly: "Who are you and what are these herbs?"
The old voice was silent for a while and said: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked. This is the cave where I practice. You can take the herb back with you. This herb is condensed by my essence and blood. It can grow muscles and bones. As long as you
You are still alive. No matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed by this herbal medicine. Go ahead and don’t come back!”
A burst of white mist flashed past, and Liu Yu suddenly felt dizzy and fainted again.
When Liu Yu woke up again, he felt that there was a bright white light in front of him, as if someone was dangling in front of him, and a faint fragrance penetrated into his nose.
His heart moved, and he jumped up, only to see a group of people standing on a forest road in front of him. There were more than a dozen powerful guards holding swords in front of them. They were all powerful and all dressed in powerful clothes.
Fast boots.
The leader was a big man more than eight feet in length, with a purple face, a Chinese character face, a beautiful beard, and a long scar running from the corner of his right eye down the wing of his nose for five or six months.
inches, and under his powerful clothing, well-developed muscle blocks appeared and disappeared, and he even wore a layer of soft armor inside.
Liu Yu could tell at a glance that these people were very skilled in martial arts, especially the purple-faced man at the head, who looked like he had experienced hundreds of battles, and the scars on his face were the best proof.
Liu Yu stood up in awe, looking at the situation around him, and said, "Who are you?"
Behind these dozen guards, there were two shoulder carriages and sixty-seven maids aged fifteen or sixteen, dressed in palace attire with a layer of white gauze on the outside, and the corners of their skirts were embroidered with light blue wings and wings.
Butterfly.
The breeze blows gently, and these butterflies feel as if they are drifting away with the wind. The maids' satin-colored hair is freely floating around their waists. Their slender figures and weak waists make them even more charming.
In the hands of these maids, they are holding a pink curtain. Behind the scenes, two graceful figures can be vaguely seen. They are two stunning beauties, but they do not want to be exposed in front of a country man like themselves.
Appearance.
Liu Yu had also welcomed and sent off the families of officials several times. He knew that most of the wives and daughters of high-ranking families were like this. When they went out, in addition to numerous male guards and maids, they also had to wear that kind of power.
Mili, which is similar to the edge of a bamboo hat with a floor-length gauze scarf, looks a bit like the thirteenth sister's outfit in later martial arts novels, but in this era, it was the standard outfit for ladies to go out. But
This is the first time I have seen Xing Zang covered up with a gauze curtain.
The purple-faced middle-aged man named the leader looked at Liu Yu a few times and nodded slightly: "Who are you and why are you lying on the roadside in the forest?"
Liu Yu took a look at his surroundings. It was already bright and the sun was already at two o'clock. It seemed to be almost twilight hour. And here were the barren mountains in Jiangcheng area that he was very familiar with. It was almost exactly where the Chiang Kai-shek Temple and his home were yesterday.
In between, it was also the place where he met the great immortal last night.
Liu Yu curled his lips and said: "I am Li Zheng from Suanshan Township, Jingkou Town. My surname is Liu Mingyu. I passed by here last night. I was sleepy and fell asleep in the grass. Who are you and where do you come from?
,What are you doing in Jingkou?”
The purple-faced middle-aged man glanced at Liu Yu's clothes and frowned: "Are you Li Zheng? Why are you dressed like a Celestial Master?"
Only then did Liu Yu remember that he attended the Tianshi Dao ceremony last night and was still wearing the disciple uniform that Tan Pingzhi had found for him.
He smiled slightly and said: "I don't need to worry about it. Everyone in Jingkou knows me, Liu Yu. You look like scholars from Jiankang. You are passing through Jingkou to Jiangbei.
Or should we go to Sanwu via Jingkou?"
The purple-faced man nodded: "You just said your name is Liu Yu? Is it the Liu Yu who won the Jingkou Fighting Competition three times in a row? The one who dominates the Jingkou Fighting Competition with his fists and legs, the one who is the biggest Liu Yu in Jingkou?"
Liu Yu laughed and patted his chest: "That's right, I'm here. I see you are also a good man. Are you a guard from a noble family?"
The face of the purple-faced man changed slightly, and he said a little sulkily: "Do you think we are like guards?"
Liu Yu's heart moved, and he seemed to be a little annoyed by this big man. With such a temperament, he didn't look like a servant who looked after the home of a wealthy family. He raised his hands and said sternly: "I made a mistake and offended my senior. Please forgive me."
"
The purple-faced man's expression softened slightly, and he nodded: "My surname is Sun, and my given name is Wu End. This is in response to the invitation of General Xie who guards Guangling City, and he is preparing to go and work together on great things. By the way, there are two daughters of family friends who are also going to Guangling.
It just so happens that I will escort you all the way."
Suddenly, a voice like a silver bell came from the curtain: "Uncle Zhong, is that Jingkou Fighting Competition held on May 5th every year today?"