The road is vague

Chapter 18 Dangerous Intuition
half a month later.

As Xiyue's mourning period passed, Li Mo, who had been in a tense state of mind during this period, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He seems relaxed these days, but in fact he is always cautious.

Now he can finally move around freely outside without worrying about suffering that kind of irresistible and inexplicable harm.

at the same time.

The leaders of the Pingshan Society also began to lead their brothers to frequently carry out harassment near the Lishan Gang, and the conflict between the two sides officially began.

"Doctor Li, please save Wang Mazi!"

Several people carried a gang thief to the clinic.

Li Mo signaled Heiwa to take care of the person he had treated before, and then came to Wang Mazi. After seeing that the man had only superficial injuries, he showed a calm expression.

"Put it there."

A golden medicine was suddenly applied to the wound, and the man screamed "Ouch".

"Don't let the wound get wet. Come back for a checkup in three days."

Then Li Mo waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave.

"Thank you, Doctor Li, thank you, Doctor Li!"

Li Mo didn't want to say anything more. He took a break from his busy schedule to look out the window. Because the two gangs had officially started a war, fewer people were willing to practice martial arts with him. He even had to use a joking tone and threaten them with future treatment of his injuries in order to make those powerful gang leaders speechless and patiently accompany him in practice and sparring. They also secretly changed their name from Doctor Li to Martial Arts Fanatic.

Seemingly influenced by Xiyue's previous changes, Li Mo became more hardworking.

"Dr. Li!"

Someone else is coming.

After taking a look, Li Mo was about to let his apprentice deal with it, but he saw that this person was a subordinate of Jade Fox Wang Ying. Thinking of what he had promised Wang Ying, he had to stop practicing martial arts and carefully bandaged and treated this person.

After a while, the man was sent out.

“I don’t know how long it will take.”

He shook his head and sighed.

Two months later.

It was the Dragon Boat Festival, and although Pingshanhui had prepared a lot of herbs in advance, more than two months later, the herbs for treating bruises and injuries had run out.

Especially the wound medicine, it is completely out of stock.

"Brother, we're having a hard time, and those bastards from the Lishan Gang are having an even harder time!"

"that is!"

"All in all, we've only lost less than twenty brothers during this period. The Lishan Gang doesn't have Dr. Li, so they've lost at least fifty or sixty of their own. We've even captured their leader, Cao Shangfei. I think we can hold out for two more months at most, and then the Lishan Gang will be doomed!"

"Success or failure depends on this battle!"

Everyone was in high spirits and became more courageous as the battle went on.

After some thought, Blood-faced Lion Gao Po finally looked at Li Mo who remained silent.

"Doctor Li, I wonder if you can use other herbs to temporarily replace the golden wound medicine to treat our brothers' knife wounds?"

Everyone looked at Li Mo.

Li Mo thought for a moment and replied, "Of course it can be used, but the effect is far inferior to the former. Besides, the pharmacy has no stock. I need to go into the mountains to collect herbs."

Gao Po heard this and said, "Thank you for your help, Doctor. After this battle, you will be the first to achieve the credit!"

Hearing this, Li Mo thought about how he had been constantly helping others with money during this period of time and he really didn't have much money left. It would be nice to make some money by getting the first merit. Anyway, he couldn't leave here this year, so he tried to practice martial arts to perfection as soon as possible.

the next day.

Li Mo left the village alone and went into the mountains to collect herbs.

Now that he is familiar with the terrain, topography and distribution of herbs near Pingshanhui, he naturally doesn't need Heiwa to lead the way anymore.

About an hour and a half later.

He came to a cliff and confirmed that there were indeed a lot of blood-red flowers below. He took out the rope and breakfast from his backpack and rested for a while to ensure that his physical strength was at its peak.

Blood-red flowers usually grow on cliffs, which is a great test of the herbalist's physical skills.

After a good rest.

Li Mo fixed the rope and checked it carefully before starting to pick the blood-red flowers on the cliff. His luck was quite good. In just two hours, he had picked a full basket of blood-red flowers, all of which were full of medicinal properties.

Just as Li Mo was about to leave, he noticed a bright red flower in a crack in the rock out of the corner of his eye.

"Hundred-year-old blood-red flower!"

Once the medicinal properties of the blood-red flower exceed a hundred years, they will undergo a qualitative change and possess all sorts of incredible magical uses. According to the market price, this hundred-year-old blood-red flower would cost at least seven or eight taels of silver.

How could this not make Li Mo's heart beat fast?

So he hurriedly tried to get closer.

This was also thanks to the fact that he was a martial artist who practiced according to the "Three-in-One Sword Technique" and had quite good physical skills. Otherwise, he would not be a professional herbalist, and the place where the hundred-year-old blood-red flower grew was so steep and dangerous that if he accidentally fell off the cliff, he would surely die.

Only after getting the hundred-year-old blood-red flower did Li Mo completely relax and reveal an excited smile. In the future, this hundred-year-old blood-red flower might be able to save a life.

By the time Li Mo climbed up the steep rock wall, it was already around noon.

After he put away the rope, he let out a long sigh and hurried back towards the mountain stronghold.

at this time!

Li Mo suddenly felt a dangerous sensation as if a thorn was on his back. He almost subconsciously moved his body to the side, and then saw a figure appear in front of him after missing his target from behind.

It's a cheetah!
Judging from its size, it is slightly larger than a normal adult, and its weight seems to be almost the same as that of an adult. It exudes a dangerous aura and is constantly making low roars. After a brief confrontation, it pounces towards Li Mo again with swift movements.

Now Li Mo already knows the upper limit of people who practice martial arts.

As long as a mortal does not master the inner strength and does not have weapons specifically used for hunting, dealing with carnivorous beasts of similar weight to himself is the limit of his ability.

Some adult grizzly bears and tigers in the mountains and forests, even if they have not become spirits, often weigh several times that of an ordinary person. In a one-on-one fight, even the so-called second-rate peak powerhouses can only run for their lives.

If a smaller large beast such as a jackal, wolf, or leopard is of similar size to a human, and a martial artist with second-rate martial arts skills fights it alone, the chances of winning are about 50-50, depending on the specific circumstances.

The cheetah in front of him obviously belongs to this category. Its explosive power is amazing, and its reaction ability is incredible. It attacks and bites Li Mo continuously. The beasts in the Eighteen Mountains seem to be more difficult to deal with than those outside. They are all big guys that are almost becoming spirits!
Li Mo, who kept dodging, rolling and fleeing, was only lightly scratched by its sharp claws, and his linen clothes were torn to pieces, with blood flowing from his shoulder.

A cheetah becomes more ferocious when it sees blood!
Li Mo kept moving around to avoid the attack, looking very embarrassed.

This is not a solution. Li Mo knew that he had to fight back, otherwise he would be exhausted and die.

So he held the sword in his hand, suddenly turned around and stabbed the cheetah with all his strength, but the cheetah dodged nimbly.

Seeing that the cheetah's front paws landed on the ground, it turned around and was about to pounce on him again. Li Mo temporarily lost his balance because of the strong counterattack just now and was about to fall to the ground. When he was about to be strangled by the leopard, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, and the bamboo tube hidden in his sleeve sprayed out a puff of white smoke, which rushed towards the cheetah's face.

The cheetah was caught off guard, its eyes were blinded, and it rolled over to escape.

Its roar echoed through the forest.

Li Mo's heart was pounding. Seeing that his backup plan had taken effect and the cheetah had lost its sight and was rolling in the woods, he hurriedly approached with a sword.

Having experienced the Zhang brothers and sisters' black shop, Li Mo has abandoned the constraints of his medical ethics.

Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters!

This bamboo tube hidden weapon was made by him using lime powder mixed with a powerful drug. It was very effective in sneak attacks in close combat and was considered his specialty. Seeing that the beast had surrendered, Li Mo was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and the sword in his hand kept stabbing at the vital points.

After a while, the cheetah finally fell to the ground and died.

"call."

After everything was settled, the pain of the wound spread. Li Mo bandaged the wound with a grimace, then found the backpack and collected the scattered blood-red flowers.

"Could this guy be because of that hundred-year-old blood-red flower?"

I often hear herbalists say that near magical herbs, there are often very evil creatures guarding them.

However, spiritual medicine is used by monks to make pills, and this hundred-year-old blood-red flower is just a herb. How can they be confused with it?
But what surprised him was his intuition of danger!
At the moment he was attacked by the cheetah, he clearly sensed the terrifying danger, so he was able to avoid it in time. From this point of view, his continuous generosity during this period was not in vain, and all his efforts were worth it.

"Let's find a way to transport this thing back first. It's really heavy. I can peel off the leopard skin and make a fur cloak, but that's probably not enough. I can only make a vest out of it. The leopard meat can be shared and the leopard bones can be used to make wine. The leopard whip is a very nutritious thing. I want to give it to the two leaders as a gift and let them accompany me in actual combat training? No, I should give it to Wang Ying..."

After Li Mo returned to the village, many group leaders came out of the room and looked at the leopard that Li Mo carried back.

Little Arhat Han Kui was surprised and said, "Divine Doctor Li, did you hunt this by yourself?"

"It was just a fluke."

Li Mo was almost out of breath due to exhaustion.

Speaking of Han Kui, the monk from Chanyu Temple, Li Mo had sparred with him several times. It seemed like a draw, but Li Mo knew that he was no match for him. However, it was also because of him that Li Mo realized that he had been working in isolation, lacked practical experience, and had not cultivated the so-called danger intuition, so he began a series of intensive training.

Seeing this, Tang Tuantou, who was also known as Tang Sandao, burst into laughter.

"Haha! As expected of Divine Doctor Li, not only are his medical skills amazing, he even possesses such martial arts skills. I admire him!"

He really meant what he said.

Tang Sandao and Li Mo had exchanged martial arts skills many times. At the beginning, the two were evenly matched, but as time went by, he found it increasingly difficult to figure out this genius doctor Li. He only felt that the other party's martial arts skills were improving at an alarming rate.

After resting for a while, Li Mo stood up again and returned to the clinic carrying the blood-red flower.

That's it.

The fight between the Pingshan Society and the Lishan Gang lasted from the Flower Festival at the beginning of the year to the Dragon Boat Festival, and from the Dragon Boat Festival to the Mid-Autumn Festival, lasting for a full six months. It finally ended with the defeat of the Lishan Gang led by Zhenjiang Long Kechen'e.

When the tree falls, the birds and beasts scatter.

The Lishan Gang was thus eliminated from the Eighteen Mountains.

After accepting some petty thieves and surrendered gang leaders from the Lishan Gang, the Pingshan Society not only restored its cooperative relationship with the three major escort agencies in Songjiang Town, but also occupied several trade routes controlled by the Lishan Gang, and was in high spirits for a while.

Li Mo also received a reward of thirty taels of silver.

This is enough to buy a young girl at the foot of the mountain.

Thinking that the betrothal gift required to marry Zhao Siman was only thirty taels of silver, he no longer had any greed for these material things, so he was not stingy and once again generously gave money, constantly making friends with the leaders of the groups and constantly practicing martial arts.

For a time, his reputation as a martial arts fanatic even overshadowed his reputation as a miracle doctor.

This place brings together all kinds of people. Everyone has his or her own past, but there are very few who have long-term goals for the future.

(End of this chapter)