Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 226 Chapter 226

The proprietor of the birthday shop looked around to make sure there was no one there, so he listened to him, whispered in a soft voice, and said mysteriously: "I discovered a big secret!"

The pharmacist whispered, "What's the secret? Is there any money?"

"Hey! Your mind is full of money. But let's not talk about it, this secret may really bring money."

The pharmacist asked: "What's the secret? It's worth closing the shop and not making money?"

The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said, "Have you seen the man who carried the coffin just now?"

Pharmacist: "How could I not have noticed that the dog skin plaster on his head was bought from me."

The shopkeeper: "He should be the general of the enemy country, and the one in the coffin should be the emperor of Muchen Kingdom."

The pharmacist's eyes widened, the long hair on the mole trembled in shock, and he looked at the shopkeeper in disbelief, "You don't even know that the emperor of the Muchen Kingdom is called Khan, how can you be sure of his identity when you see a foreigner?" ?”

The shopkeeper: "Hey, that's not a slip of the tongue. I know he's called Khan. Doesn't that mean something? Don't pay attention to these details."

The pharmacist wondered: "Then what is the basis for your conclusion? It can't be because of his strength?"

The shopkeeper: "Of course I didn't call him a high-ranking official just because of his strength. When I cleaned up that man's body, I found a huge golden wolf tattooed on his chest. The clothes inside were made of purple satin and inlaid with gold threads. Noble, as you know, we in the Central Plains respect yellow, but Muchen Kingdom respects purple."

Muchen Kingdom is based on totems, and the closer the tattoo is to the chest, the higher the status. This common sense is known all over the world. The pharmacist nodded and asked curiously: "Then why didn't you report to the official?"

The shopkeeper coughed and said: "It's not that you don't know what business I do. As the saying goes, death is the most important thing. If you lie in my shop, that's my customer. I can't catch the living and offend the dead. It's ruining my business." As you know, we have a lot of taboos. Besides, if my guess is true, even if it is a dead person, it is someone like you and me who can't afford to offend."

The pharmacist stroked the long hair on his face, and said, "It makes sense. This official can't be reported, and this kind of money can't be earned."

The shopkeeper: "You said... Now that he has left, those rules will naturally disappear when he leaves my shop. With his outfit, he is eye-catching and extremely difficult to walk fast. Can you..."

The pharmacist's triangular eyes flickered, he pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "I don't think so."

The shopkeeper: "I would like to hear your opinion!"

The pharmacist explained: "First, since the last melee in Jiancheng, the green forest masters have disappeared, and no one can restrain the masters of Muchen Kingdom; second, let alone whether the government will believe it, whether they can be caught if they go Enemy general, if we are caught, will we have a generous reward? The key enemy leader is dead, and the master can abandon the coffin and flee at any time. At that time, he will be spied on by the master who can easily carry the coffin. The consequences can be imagined; I am afraid that God will bless you, if you are caught and punished, you will gain both fame and fortune, but after all, you are the king of a country, and someone will settle accounts with you after the fall. Let me tell you, ordinary people like us, do a good job in small businesses and live a good life That's fine, don't ask for blessings that are beyond our tolerance, if you ask for it, you can't afford it, and if you get it, you can't die. What do you think?"

The shopkeeper nodded, "That's the reason. Fortunately, I have talked with you. If you think about it by yourself, you will be confused if one is not good."

The pharmacist smiled and took out a jug of wine from the back hall, the two sat opposite each other and drank, chatting.

"You said that such a heavy coffin can be lifted like this, what kind of realm is that?"

"It should be the pinnacle of a super expert, and the realm should not be far from the super strong. How would it feel if you punched us?"

"I guess...the body is flying in front, and the soul is chasing behind."

"Image."

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Pharmacist: "Tomorrow I'm going on a long trip, so why don't you take care of the facade for me?"

Shopkeeper: "Why go?"

Pharmacist: "Buy in!"

Shopkeeper: "How many days?"

Pharmacist: "Not necessarily, the shortest is three to five days, and the longest is half a month."

……

The two talked happily, drank happily, and after the world was spinning, they supported each wall and went back to their respective homes.It's night, the pharmacist packed up his clothes and set off in the middle of the night, why should he still be drunk like before?
It turns out that Mengcheng's information is useless to the shopkeeper of the birthday shop, but it is of great use to him.Although he is an incompetent pharmacist, he also has an ancestral pharmacy. His own medical skills are not good enough, and the business is not much better. The pharmacy he passed on to him is much worse than the Xingrong of his ancestors. In order to restore the ancestral business, he naturally has to cooperate with Wan Zhumen. , I have met many important people on the island, and I also know that Wu Qi and Chen Busan took the group out of the island to Lanling not long ago.

Now that he knows Mengcheng's identity, and also knows that he intends to ask about Wanzhu Island's information, he presumably intends to plot against Wanzhumen and has ulterior motives.He kept the shopkeeper of the birthday shop from reporting to the official, turned the car around, and went north to inquire about Wu Qian and Chen Busan, so as to pass on the secrets he knew to Wan Zhumen. If you are familiar with it, buying a well-behaved one will naturally be of great benefit to future business cooperation.

It was a coincidence that the pharmacist was looking north, and Chen Busan slowly returned south. On this day, the two vehicles met unexpectedly in the outskirts of the barren mountain. The pharmacist saw Wan Zhumen's familiar face, stopped the horse and stopped the car, and announced his name.

At that time, Yang Fan was talking to Zhu Qian, drinking the wind in the mountains.

When Chen Busan saw that he was wearing a medicine gown and looking wretched, he just thought it was some cooperating mistress who asked him to talk close to him and listened to him talking about the various things in Mengcheng vividly. Le Guangu, but he knows that Chang Le is not good at fighting, and he is definitely not an opponent of Mengcheng who was born in the army. He even thinks that Mengcheng is eager for revenge. .

Thinking about the island of Paradise, Yang Sifan is cute and lively, Wu Yu is smart and capable, Yang Tielan is obedient and docile... If anyone makes a slight mistake, Chen Busan will regret it too much.So he left Tong Tong to take care of Cheng Qing, asked them to wait for Yang Fan, rewarded the messenger with a 200 taels silver ticket, and took the rest of the disciples, hurried back to Wanzhumen.

The pharmacist was rewarded, secretly happy, volunteered to follow for a while, pretended to work hard, ate the dust from Wanzhumen's disciple's buttocks, stopped the horsepower halfway, and watched Wanzhumen disappear into the distant mountains, leisurely , a rewarding experience.

Tong Tong, a peasant girl, not to mention riding a horse, even leading a horse is a rare thing, plus she is carrying a swaddling baby on her back, so she can't be bumped, and she walks slowly, which is also a matter of course.

Fortunately, Tong Tong has light legs and is used to walking.

But after walking for a long time, the child started to open his small mouth, and kept crying, making his heart ache. After thinking about it, he felt that the child must be hungry, so he patted his chest. The girl is helpless.

Tong Tong gently rocked and coaxed slowly, whispered softly, begged loudly, and anxious tears fell down, but how can a baby negotiate?

All babies in this world have a kind of superpower. They cry when they are hungry, cry when they are thirsty, cry when they are tired, and cry when they are wet. Anyway, they will sleep when they are comfortable. Until your heart breaks, cry until you feel uncomfortable.

The red clouds hanging in the sky are too beautiful to behold.

Tong Tong didn't have the energy to look up at the sky at all, he was rushing while coaxing the child, maybe he was tired from crying, so he fell asleep unknowingly.

In the village by the forest, from dusk to night, the villagers carry farm tools and return late from farming, bringing their wives and daughters with them, enjoying themselves happily.

Tong Tong stood at the three-way intersection, looking around, swaying.

Seeing a big-breasted village woman holding a baby, her eyes lit up immediately, she drew out her sharp sword, blocked the way, and looked at each other from a distance.

The village woman was taken aback, and immediately panicked, holding the child tightly, and said in a panic, "What are you doing?"

Tong Tong stared blankly at the village woman, not knowing what to say.

The farmer not far behind rushed over "ahhh" and shouted: "Let go of my mother-in-law!"

Tong Tong was flustered and slow to react, but at least he was a person who had seen the world and battles. He turned his body and cut off the hoe with a sharp sword, pointing at the farmer.

The farmer opened his arms wide and stood in front of the village woman without hesitation. He said timidly, "Woman! Our poor family is not worthy of your hijacking. If you want to kill people to vent your anger, then come at me. Why should women embarrass women?"

Tong Tong blushed and said softly, "I just want milk!"

The farmer and the village woman looked at each other, looked at Tong Tong, looked at the child in Tong Tong's hands, and then looked at Tong Tong's body, thinking: "It's an unprecedented and rare thing to rob and rob children." " The two felt relieved at once, if it wasn't for the imminent approach of the murder weapon, they would probably laugh out loud.

The farmer said "Oops", peeled off Tong Tong's sharp sword, and said: "There are some, and you have enough."

The village woman supported the human granary, and joked: "What should I do? My child has teeth and weaned, and there is really nowhere for water to flow every day. I don't know who to feed. You are too , is it necessary to draw the sword just for this matter?"

The farmer echoed, "That's right."

Tong Tong murmured: "I can't help it either."

The village woman said: "Hold me the child!" As she spoke, she pushed her man away and shouted: "Go, go, go on your side."

The farmer rubbed the back of his head, laughed and said, "It's not that I haven't drunk it, this time it's serious."

The village woman gave him a wide-eyed stare, and gave him a blank look. The farmer smiled foolishly, pulled out the cigarette rod at his waist, bit his mouth and walked aside.

(End of this chapter)