For a Prosperous World

After about a tea time, a cavalry of about 30 people came in from the village entrance. The villagers gathered on both sides were evacuated, and the riots were considered to have subsided.

Wu Huo was ill and the soldiers beside him were injured. The girl who visited the doctor asked them whether they needed medical workers in order to show their gratitude.

The wounds on their bodies are deep or shallow, but it is not good if they are not treated in time.

Xiu Huo's illness was an urgent march. Of the 800 people who did not bring a medic, they naturally accepted it.

He asked the later cavalry to fetch water from the tea stand and transport it back, but he took the soldier with Gu Nan and the girl to the doctor's office.

He said it was a medical museum, but it was actually just a stone house. It should be just a visit to the girl's home. Along the way, Gu Nan asked the girl's name, and she said that her name was Duan Muqing.

As for talking, she has been like this since she was a child, a stammer.

Her personality is somewhat real, always giving people a feeling of confusion, and it may be because of the relationship between speaking and slowness, but she is very careful when doing things.

It was as if she was sitting at the back of the yard to make medicine, rolled up her sleeves, exposed her white arm with her mallet, and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead from time to time.

Gu Nan leaned halfway against the door holding the inelegant in her arms, and did not pay much attention to Huo Qubing and the soldiers next to him.

From time to time, when Huo Huo was ill, he looked at Gu Nan secretly from time to time. He couldn't understand why he was so young that she could practice sword art so well.

The room was quiet for a while, there was no other sound, only the soft sound of the stone mallet knocking on the medicine spoon.

I don't know how long it should have been before Huo went to the hospital and said to Gu Nan, "I will go to the hospital to go to the hospital. Thanks to the girl today, I will take action."

Gu Nan's eyes moved slightly, looking at Huo Qubing who was standing there, and said lightly, "Don't call my girl, I'm older than you."

"This, this." Huo Quyi looked at Gu Nan helplessly, and the girl in front of him really had some weird personality.

"Well, I'll call you a senior now." Huo Qubing said with a smile and arched hands, and he didn't plan to compete with a girl, not to mention Gu Nan's swordsmanship for him said that the seniors had no problems.

不过 "However, seniors, just things, why don't you just kill those horse thieves, otherwise it's not left as a hindrance?"

Speaking of serious business, Huo looked a lot more serious.

"Killed?" Gu Nan's eyes fell on the invisible arms in her arms. The black sword's body was cold, even if she was held in her arms.

She didn't know what she wanted to go, then shook her head: "I haven't killed anyone for a long time."

Wu Huo went to the hospital and looked at the woman who was leaning against the door, but she didn't know why she saw some tiredness and oldness in her body.

I feel like the person in front of me is really an old man, but this feeling is fleeting, and he thinks it is an illusion.

He wasn't talking about it. He had actually let a cavalry chase the blood.

He was decisive and decisive. This was what his uncle taught him. To be a general is nothing to do with the word kindness.

若 If this horse thief is not removed, if their injuries are healed, they may return to seek revenge.

The next time is not necessarily the situation now, so the people in this village still cannot escape.

But in fact, Gu Nan's injuries have made them unable to hold the knife in their lives, and they can't even do heavy work. Judging from the horse thief's party, they are considered to be obsolete.

"I don't know how to call Mr. Hu?" Huo Quyi asked again.

"Gu Nan." The other responded simply.

"Who is it?"

Gu Nan turned his head back and looked at Huo Qubing. Huo Qubing only responded that he had asked too many questions.

He was preparing to apologize, but the other party said.

"I do not remember."

I do n’t remember, Huo went to the hospital for a moment, and nodded again.

Duanmu Qing had smashed the medicine and brought it up. Two copies were handed to Huo Qubing and one was given to the soldiers. Huo is ill and the soldier has a lot of injuries. She is not suitable for help.

He whispered, "You, you take medicine."

He said, pointing to himself and Gu Nan: "We, go out first."

Gu Nan knew that he was unsuitable for staying, and reluctantly went out with Duanmu Qing.

There is a wooden stand in the small courtyard, and there are many baskets made of dry branches. Various kinds of herbs are put in those baskets and dried in the courtyard.

Each of Duanmu Qing had some short legs, which could not reach the top of the wooden frame, so he put a stone on it and stepped on it.

你 "You, you have to learn medicine, first, you have to learn to pick medicine."

说 As he said, he took out a dried herb from the basket and handed it to Gu Nan.

"This, also, and this."

I said, took another one, turned around and held it up, one hand at a time.

"These two, pick, pick out some mashers, use."

I have to say that she enters the character really fast, and has started to teach Gu Nan.

"No problem." Gu Nan took two herbs and found them in baskets everywhere.

Paeonia lactiflora has been simply sorted when it dries. She picked it up very easily. She quickly picked out two small piles and smashed them with a mallet.

What did she suddenly think and asked: "Mr. Qing's medicine was handed down from family?"

"Um ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Um." Duanmu Qing tiptoe, sorting herbs in the basket.

"Already, yes, it's been a long time."

"Mr. Qing's home was here a long time ago?" Gu Nan was somewhat surprised. If the generations have lived here, Duan Muqing's Mandarin is too clear.

Moreover, Duanmu does not look like a surname outside Guan.

"No, no." Duanmu Qing came down from the stone, holding a handful of herbs in his hand and put it in another basket: "I came by myself."

Gu Nan asked questioningly, "Why come to customs?"

He said with a smile and touched his chin, only to realize that he had no beard.

"If the husband does not have nowhere to go, he will not come to such a place."

Xu Duanmuqing's body looked at Gu Nan, put out a finger, and said seriously: "It's a girl, not an old man."

Gu Nan glanced at Duan Muqing's hand and coughed, "I know."

"There are many herbs outside the customs." Duanmu Qing explained, picked up a herb, picked a piece and put it in his mouth.

He nodded his head for a moment, Gu Nan looked at the wall beside the courtyard.

In a small yard full of herbs, there was a sword hanging on the wall.

A bronze sword looks a long time ago, with a little rust on it, but it is well maintained, so it does not affect its appearance.

I looked at the bronze sword, Gu Nan's brows frowned. She seemed to be familiar with this sword.