My Attributes Cultivation Life

Fortunately, luck was good, and it didn't take long for a few people to meet Xiao Qingying who also came over because of the fireworks.

She didn't seem to be hurt, and there was still a hint of surprise on her face, not knowing what happened.

Just now, before she could see clearly, she was pulled away by Chen Wuyou.

After she left so far, she had time to come back.

After learning about the situation, Xiao Qingying suddenly opened her mouth wide in shock.

"The mountain bandits appeared!? They also attacked Zhang Rongfang?"

Zhang Rongfang was her sidekick, that is to say, if she walked slower just now, she might be the one who was attacked.

On the way back to the village.

"Are you all right? Zhang Rongfang?" She hurriedly approached, hesitated, and asked with concern.

In essence, she is not bad, just a little willful, but she is still kind.

Otherwise, he would not have helped Zhang Rongfang at the beginning.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister, it's okay, all this blood was spilled from someone else's body, not mine." Zhang Rong showed his "moved" expression and hurriedly saluted.

"It's fine. After all, you were injured because of my injury. If something really happened..." Xiao Qingying didn't continue, her pretty face was a little worried.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I'm a martial artist now, so I'm not that vulnerable." Zhang Rongfang said seriously.

"That's good."

Xiao Qingying wanted to ask something else, but seeing Zhang Rongfang's tired face, she couldn't help but say no more.

The group returned to the village.

Zhang Rongfang returned to the village house where he was staying under the strange gaze of the others, and changed his clothes.

He admitted the person who was killed by the trap, but he bluntly said he didn't know about the other person.

Yang Xuanchao also judged that the man's death had nothing to do with him. After all, according to what Zhang Rongfang said, he only practiced martial arts not long ago.

And the person who died was obviously beaten to death by a guy whose strength far surpassed Zhang Rongfang in martial arts.

According to Yang Xuanchao's judgment, that person should be a person with strong muscles and a strong physique.

A martial arts, at least there are more than a few years of fire. Such a person is most likely Chen Wuyou.

After that, Yang Xuanchao didn't have time to pay attention to the rest, because on the way to search, he found more bandits hiding on the mountain.

There was a small-scale fight between the two sides.

He personally went into battle, and after killing several people, he repelled the mountain bandits. But he himself was shot through the shoulder by a crossbow arrow and suffered a lot of injuries.

The opponent actually has crossbow arrows!

This made Yang Xuanchao's attention instantly shift away from some doubts in Zhang Rongfang's body, and quickly sent someone from Huaxin County to ask for support.

The Qinghe Palace and his party of four returned from the official road alone when the time was up, and took turns with the rest of the forces.

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Huaxin County urban area.

Li Family Pharmacy.

In the evening, Old Man Li, who was weighing the newly arrived medicinal materials in the pharmacy, held a small scale, carefully put a little bit of homologous grass on it, and then moved closer, using his short-sighted eyes of more than 800 degrees, to write down the weight scale.

"Shopkeeper!" Suddenly a voice came in from outside the shop, making Old Man Li tremble in fright and almost dropped 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 a dark blue Taoist robe walked in quickly.

"Shopkeeper, I've been feeling unwell recently. Is there any recipe for tonifying qi and blood? Give me some. Money is not a problem!"

The young man waved his hand, quite proud.

"..." Old Man Li rubbed his sore eyes, and squinted at the person who came.

This young man was dressed in a Taoist robe, with the waist badge of the Qinghe Palace hanging on his waist, and he seemed to be a Taoist from the Qinghe Palace.

"A recipe for tonifying qi and blood?" Old Man Li was a little puzzled.

The other side has a ruddy complexion, a sturdy body, well-proportioned and powerful limbs, and a voice full of energy and blood.

"This Taoist priest, you are stronger than ordinary people who do hard work. What's wrong with you? You can't take tonics indiscriminately. If you eat too much, you will get sick." Old man Li spoke with a Ningzhou accent and kindly advised.

The Taoist patted his chest.

"Boss, don't look at my loud voice, but I feel empty. I look ruddy because I just took something to nourish qi and blood. Once the medicine stops, it won't work so well."

Old Man Li shook his head. He was just a shop owner. Since someone else asked for it, as long as it wasn't a poison that was strictly forbidden by the government to sell, the tonic can be used by the other party.

Maybe this person looks healthy, but is there some kind of unspeakable hidden disease?

Thinking of this, Old Man Li couldn't help but glance down at the other's lower body, his eyes strange.

Zhang Rongfang didn't care about this, he is now immersed in the harvest just now.

The two mountain bandits, in their purses, took out 5 taels of silver bills abruptly.

This is 5 taels!

In Huaxin County, 5 taels can buy more than a stone of brown rice, which is about 150 jin if you replace it with the unit in your previous life.

Even for Zhang Rongfang, it was a considerable amount of income. Especially after he was fined for two months without a bill, he cherished the hard-won money even more.

All the money I used before was used for gifts. And this time, the money he has worked so hard to accumulate is the savings that he can truly freely dispose of.

"The recipe for Dabu, here are Bazhen Decoction and Shiquan Dabu Decoction. Which one do you want? You can also choose the year of the herbs in it. But those that are more than ten years old are very expensive, so let me remind you."

Old Man Li rummaged and found that some old customers bought some leftover medicine packs. They were all packed in advance, and the paper packs were very neat.

It happened to be sold to this man.

"Bazhen soup? Which Bazhen is it?" Zhang Rongfang felt that he was a little familiar. In his previous life, he seemed to have heard of this kind of medicine.

"Well, it's a combination of Sijunzi soup and Siwu soup." Old Man Li gave a brief introduction.

"Among them are ginseng, Poria, Atractylodes, Licorice, Rehmannia glutinosa, White Peony, Angelica, and Shanxiong.

It mainly treats symptoms such as deficiency of qi and blood, pale complexion, general malaise, dizziness, loss of appetite, etc..."

Old Man Li looked at the Taoist's slightly strong arm, with a red complexion, and didn't say any more.

"Can this thing make up for it?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Well, it is mainly about replenishing qi. It is suitable for people with weak spleen and stomach..." Old Man Li said.

"I'm just exercising to reduce the spleen and stomach." Zhang Rong was delighted.

"..." Looking at the banknotes that the other party tapped on the counter, Old Man Li chose to stop talking nonsense.

"However, is it okay to simply replenish blood?" Zhang Rongfang asked again, he felt that his attribute abilities might only require blood, not qi.

"Then just buy Siwu soup. But..." Old man Li wanted to say something.

"That's it! How much is a pair? How long does a pair last?" Zhang Rongfang waved his hand and interrupted.

"One or two, one can be taken twice, and the third time the effect will be much weaker. The way you eat depends on your condition. Of course, the medicinal materials are of poor age. If you want a good age, you have to pay more."

"Come on five! Come back after eating it if the effect is good!"

Soon, Zhang Rongfang left in a hurry with five sets of Siwu Tang. Leaving the old man Li, who was hesitant to say anything, stand in the counter.

He actually wanted to say just now.... Generally, Siwu Tang is used to nourish women's blood and regulate menstruation.... So it is also commonly known as Women's Friend Soup...

Zhang Rongfang went out of the pharmacy, holding the cloth bag in his hand, feeling at ease.

5 taels of silver bills, equivalent to the sum of his regular money for two months... Unfortunately, after this time, it will be difficult to think of this opportunity again.

For many wealthy households, 5 taels is just the price of a piece of clothing, but for him, who has 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 on the streets.

Many of them had pale skin, similar to the Europeans he had seen in his previous life. There are also occasional black people passing by, most of which are yellow-skinned people.

However, unlike in Tianyin County, passers-by here don’t have yellow faces and thin skin, even if they dress up as farmers. From time to time, people gather around some square wooden platforms to shout and cheer.

when.

Suddenly, a gong sounded in the distance.

"It is the decree of the sage to send troops to destroy the country. Those who are willing to join the army on their own initiative can go to the yamen to receive compensation materials."

"It is the will of the Holy One to send troops to destroy the country..."

With the sound of a gong, a small group of officers and soldiers wearing iron hats slowly walked along the street.

These officers and soldiers wore gray cloth uniforms, leather belts, long knives hanging from their waists, and most of them carried bows and arrows on their backs.

The leader who walked in the front was also wearing a protective black iron mask. The mask is engraved with a wolf pattern.

Zhang Rongfang stopped a little 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 squeezed towards Daomen Buddhism.

Daling went to war every year and went out to invade other countries and regions.

In any battle, regardless of victory or defeat, there will be casualties. Although Daling's force is amazing and sweeps invincible, it does not mean that other countries can be conquered without damage.

In addition, the uprisings that break out from time to time in various places also require a large number of soldiers to suppress.

Under such circumstances, being a soldier is indeed a chore. Once he leaves home, he may never come back, and he may die in an unknown battlefield.

Zhang Rongfang's heart was heavy, and he suddenly remembered the predecessor of this body.

The predecessor's elder sister, in order to avoid military service for the predecessor, and so that the two brothers and sisters would no longer be bullied, took the initiative to design and seduce the powerful.

Because she was born in a Confucian family and has a family background, her temperament is far better than that of ordinary women. Unexpectedly, she actually succeeded in the end.

It's a pity...it's gone now.

But that's fine, if he didn't get separated, he really didn't know how to disguise his previous personality and other characteristics.

At the moment, he didn't think about it anymore, he quickly carried the medicine bag, and rushed back in the direction of Qinghe Palace.

That is to say, taking advantage of these few days to come back from the outside inspection, Xiao Qingying settled down temporarily.

Because of her private gathering with Chen Wuyou, she was punished by Xiao Rong to go to the Lingguan Hall to recite sutras and think about it, and she was not allowed to go anywhere.

In this way, Zhang Rong had time to move freely, but he had to go back as soon as possible before dark.

Because Xiao Qingying's daily rest time is one hour before dark.

Carrying the medicine bag all the way back, from Huaxin County to Qinghe Palace, it takes an hour and a half for a single trip.

When he returned to his room and started to prepare the medicine, it was already dark.

First go to eat with Xiao Qingying in the cafeteria, and then send the woman back to her room to rest.

After that, he came to the back mountain alone, put the medicine pot he bought, stuffed the medicinal materials into it, added water, set up firewood, and set it on fire.

Half an hour later, Zhang Rongfang picked up a bowl of dark medicinal soup and smelled the strong medicinal smell inside.

'Hopefully it works. ’

He feels that now he is relying on food to accumulate attribute points, which is too slow.

If you can open up a way to speed up taking medicine, you may be able to walk a lot better in the future.

Shaking the medicinal soup in the Xiamu bowl, he blew, and slowly sipped it.