Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 170 Luo Fengtang's Secret (Part [-])

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, "You bastard, let alone a couple of ounces of meat, it's a full meal!"

Luo Fengtang: "..."

After the blood was almost cleaned up, Yang Ruoqing began to sprinkle anti-inflammatory drugs into the wound.

After anti-inflammatory drugs, there is a golden sore drug to stop bleeding.

Sprinkle these two kinds of medicinal powders one after another, oh my go, it's enough for Luo Fengtang to drink a pot.

She was ready to listen to his cry of pain, but he just tensed up for an instant, trembling slightly, without even groaning.

"Ouch, the iron-blooded man, isn't that called?" She couldn't help joking.

Luo Fengtang took a deep breath and shook his head, "Compared to the injuries I suffered before, this is actually nothing! It's just that the location is not very good, and it's not convenient for me to take medicine..."

"Oh, you're wrong, this position is good enough, and the eagle has given you enough face!" Yang Ruoqing said with a curl of her lips.

"Why do you say that?" He turned his head and asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing gestured around the wound on his buttocks with her fingers, and said: "If the wound goes down a few inches, it will peck your balls, and if it breaks, ten bottles of golden sore medicine won't do anything." !"

Luo Fengtang's head was full of black lines!

After the bleeding stopped, Yang Ruoqing tore off a piece of clothing that was close to her body and tore it into long strips, and made a simple bandage for Luo Fengtang.

"Persevere, it will be over soon!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"En." Luo Fengtang muffled in response.

After Yang Ruoqing finished the last point, she was about to help him put on his pants when her fingers suddenly paused.

Glanced at the side of his left buttock, there was a mark the size of a fingernail.

It was gray-brown, and at first glance, she thought it was a scar.

When she got closer, she was surprised.

It wasn't a scar, but a branded wolf head pattern!

In modern terms, it is a tattoo.

"Qing'er..."

Luo Fengtang waited and waited, but did not wait for Yang Ruoqing's reminder.

He couldn't help calling her out, trying to urge her.

Before the words came out, the soft and warm fingertips suddenly caressed his butt lightly and pressed it.

Luo Fengtang instantly petrified, his face flushed red.

"Qing'er, you..."

"Tang Yazi, you are so amazing, your butt is the coolest I have ever seen!"

she suddenly said loudly.

"When did you tattoo a wolf's head on your butt? Tsk tsk, you're so domineering!"

Yang Ruoqing was still talking excitedly.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a while, and raised his hand to caress behind him.

"Qing'er, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" He looked blank.

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide and pointed behind him, "There is a brand of a wolf's head on your butt, it's so big..."

She gestured with her nails, "Why, you don't know?"

Luo Fengtang still shook his head blankly.

"That thing is behind me, how can I see it?" he said.

"Are you reading it wrong? It's a vague birthmark, right? I don't remember getting tattooed there so bored!" Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, and said very firmly: "I guarantee with my virginity, sex and integrity, I read it right, it's not a birthmark, it's just a cleaned wolf head tattoo!"

"The wolf's eyes are still green, and its mouth and fangs are very clear!"

"There is such a thing?" Luo Fengtang's eyes were full of astonishment.

If it wasn't for Qing'er who applied medicine to him today and saw it, he might have kept it in the dark.

He believed that Qing'er's eyesight and judgment must have been artificially tattooed!

who is it?

What does a wolf head tattoo represent?

For a moment, Luo Fengtang's thoughts turned like electricity!

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to watch it a few more times, but Luo Fengtang had already pulled up her pants.

She had no choice but to step back and sit on the big rock with her legs dangling.

Seeing Luo Fengtang's puzzled look, she curled her lips.

"Don't worry about it, go back and ask your uncle and you will know! You were raised by him, and he knows what you look like better than anyone else!"

Luo Fengtang nodded thoughtfully, "Yes!"

He looked up at the sky, and said to Yang Ruoqing, "Qing'er, let's go down the mountain!"

"Well, that's good!" Yang Ruoqing nodded, and jumped off the rock neatly.

Luo Fengtang walked over and picked up the musk deer, but before walking a certain distance, his pace slowed down.

"Tang Yazi, it's really not good, we don't want this fragrant deer?"

Yang Ruoqing suggested that he lost a lot of blood before, and now his face is a little pale.

What's more, this musk deer weighs more than 70 catties. If it is in its prime, it will be no problem to carry it back to the village.

But now he was injured and bled so much, it's not bad if he didn't pass out!

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang looked at the musk deer on the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He looked up at the setting sun in the west, the light in the mountains was darker than that outside.

As long as the sun sets, the mountains will be dark.

Without a torch, he was injured again, and it was difficult to protect Qing'er when he ran into wild animals that came out for food at night.

"Okay, then I don't want this deer, but there is one thing that we have to cut off."

As he spoke, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and bent down.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside, opened her eyes wide, and saw that he was groping around the navel of the musk deer with his hands...

"That's it!"

He said suddenly, and pressed a raised thing near the musk deer's navel with his hand, picked up the dagger with the other hand, and drew a circle around it.

Then, it cut off a whole thing as big as an adult's fist, including the fur and skin, and put it on the grass like a baby.

Grayish brown, with a trace of white mucus slowly overflowing from it.

"Qing'er, hand me the big leaf at your feet!"

"Eh!"

Yang Ruoqing handed over the leaves, "Tang Yazi, what is this thing you cut off?"

Judging from the growth position of this thing, it looks like the linear sac of this male musk deer.

Is it...

"This is musk. The pharmacy in the town accepts it. The price is not bad. It is more valuable than a whole musk deer!" Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

She is no stranger to the word musk, which often appears in many film and television dramas.

Especially Gongdou, Zhaidou and so on.

Moschus can be used as medicine to relieve pain and calm the nerves.

Musk can also be used as a perfume, with a unique and long-lasting fragrance.

Regardless of whether it is ancient or modern, there is a great market demand for this thing.

This kind of wild musk is more valuable, and the price must be more considerable.

Luo Fengtang wrapped the musk with leaves and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"Take it," he said.

"What for me?" she asked.

"Playing for you!" he said.

The corner of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched, what's the fun of the crystals of the male deer's linear sac secretion?

She doesn't need this as medicine, and she doesn't need to add fragrance to the house, so it's useless to ask for it.

"I'm not kidding, you can keep the money yourself!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"I'm too lazy to sell, you sell it!"

"But, I don't know how to concoct this thing..." Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)