Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 83 You Hurt Little Life!

The man in the bamboo hat blindly reported the herbs, and Zhou Wenxiu said with a normal face, "How much do you want? There are a few herbs and there are not many."

The man in the bamboo hat kept staring at Zhou Wenxiu's expression, seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he seemed secretly relieved: "I want as much as I have, I have plenty of money!"

Snapped!

He slapped it on the table in an extraordinary manner, and there were two fifty taels of silver.

"Okay, just wait a moment..." Zhou Wenxiu finally smiled, and began to grab the medicine with a happy face.

Sitting in the back hall, Jiang Ming inadvertently glanced at the man in the bamboo hat through the aisle of the front and back halls, and then continued to read medical books seemingly without distraction, drinking a sip of green tea from time to time.

And his mind was full of thoughts: "These medicinal materials are all from the beast-restraining prescription!"

Jiang Ming snatched the beast-controlling medicine from Huang Laogui back then, and he made his first pot of gold by relying on this medicine...

However, he would not take it for granted that there is only one prescription for animal control in this world, and it is the first time he has seen a similar combination of medicinal materials today, and it is also at this ingenious timing when the turmoil in Yunmeng Mountain Ze is gradually rising. think.

"It's also thanks to the fact that when I buy a lot of medicinal materials, I always change my appearance and go to the Wang's drugstore to buy them..." Jiang Ming murmured in his heart, otherwise Zhou Wenxiu might be exposed today if he kept getting these medicinal materials at home.

"Don't worry, let's observe again." Jiang Ming glanced at the bird's nest under the eaves, where a nest of swifts was living...

Soon, the man in the bamboo hat carried large and small bags of medicinal materials and left in a hurry.

Zhou Wenxiu also happily jumped into the back hall, showing off today's performance to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming praised her a few words, sent the girl away, and then stretched out his hand, "Xiao Yu!"

A swift flew out of the nest immediately and landed in his palm... This was the earliest swift he had cultivated, quick-witted and fast, and a good tracker.

Jiang Ming put Swift to his lips, whispered a few words, stroked its feathers, and then stretched out his hand to toss it. Swift whirled in the air and flew away...

Jiang Ming recalled in his heart, every move of the man in the bamboo hat just now:

"He has a lot of money, but he does things a little simple. He doesn't look like an old fritter of a big power, but like a young boy who suddenly made a fortune..."

Selling one hundred taels of silver without saying a word is really not like what normal people should do. Even if they are powerful enough to act casually, it is not such a random method... On the contrary, it seems a bit bluffing.

"Fortunately, I'm not a bad person who just wants to make money..." Jiang Ming praised himself, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the evening, Jiang Ming asked Zhou Wenxiu to go home first, and he had to keep watch at the pharmacy.

"Be careful!" Zhou Wenxiu opened his mouth, but bit his lip in the end and turned away silently.

Jiang Ming glanced at her back, he was mysterious about his whereabouts every day, this girl probably guessed that she had a secret, but she never asked.

"If I don't want to, I really can't..." Jiang Ming sighed softly, shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

late at night.

Jiang Ming sat quietly on the bamboo chair, the dim light of the candle on the table shone on his face, flickering on and off.

Shh~

One suddenly flew back from the window and landed on the table in front of Jiang Ming, spitting out a tight ball of paper from its mouth.

Jiang Ming opened it and saw that it was fourth master's crooked handwriting:

"Entering Yunmeng Mountain Ze... bloodletting and refining medicine..."

Jiang Ming raised his brows, is he really the one who masters the medicine to control animals, and he also came to find the fairy fate?

Shh~

Another swift flew back.

"Two Liang family disciples followed this person into Yunmeng Mountain Ze..."

Jiang Ming frowned: "This Liang family is really a mess, they have everything!"

"Investigate again, report again!" Jiang Ming waved his hand and sent the two swifts away.

...

The next evening.

Jiang Ming threw another ball of paper into the tea stove at his feet, and the flames burst into flames, burning it to ashes...

He has received more than 30 messages. It seems that the man in the bamboo hat is indeed a rookie who came from nowhere. He was followed into the mountain by the children of the Liang family without knowing it, and he was hidden by others to observe his refining process...

But it seems that this guy hasn't practiced medicine much, he has already bled five or six times a day, and his arms are covered with blood marks...

"When the medicine is finished, I'm afraid people will die!" Jiang Ming was speechless, he lost blood to death if he failed to practice, and was silenced by the children of the Liang family...

Jiang Ming shook his head, not planning to take this muddy water for the time being.

Although neither of them seem to be experts, but he already has the prescription of animal control, so there is no need to cause these troubles that have nothing to do with him, let alone he is too lazy to run away...

"Go home for dinner!" Jiang Ming patted his butt and got up, and asked Xiao Yu to pass on a message to Fourth Master. It was enough to report three times a day as a routine. He is on vacation and doesn't want to manage politics.

"However, this prescription for controlling beasts must have come from the mountains..." Jiang Ming thought as he walked, his mind wandering.

In the evening of July and August, even at the foot of the mountain, it was a bit sweltering. Many people sat in front of their houses with big cattail fans to enjoy the cool.

A group of bare-bottomed kids were running and playing under the shade of the trees. Jiang Ming saw Tian Anan, who liked to play with mud, and ran around with a small wooden bucket, squatting on the ground with his buttocks pouted from time to time. what to do.

Baji~

Jiang Ming was walking, and suddenly something seemed to be crushed under his feet.

He looked down, and saw a half-dead Cicada monkey making the last struggle before dying.

Next to it, a dirty little hand has already stretched halfway to grab the cicada monkey, but it stopped in mid-air...

Jiang Ming looked at the owner of the little hand, Tian Anan looked sad, and then looked at Jiang Ming in disbelief: "Jiang Ming big brother, you hurt the little life!"

"..." Jiang Ming glanced at Tian An'an's small wooden bucket, a dozen fat and tender cicada monkeys had already been submerged in a shallow layer of water.

He said blankly, "How did these little lives die?"

"Huh? What little life?" Tian An'an didn't know what he was talking about.

Jiang Ming's head was full of black lines: "I'll catch ten later and pay you!"

Tian An'an grabbed his trouser legs tightly: "You hurt..."

Jiang Ming surrendered: "I'm going to make rice noodles..."

"You..." Tian An'an hugged his thigh in an instant: "I want to say three bowls!"

"Is it wordy, doesn't it mean..." Jiang Ming corrected, breaking off two dirty hands, and asked her to send Zhizhihou home.

Tian An'an happily opened her arms, and flew home like a bird, and soon flew out again, holding her delicate wooden bowl in her hand.

At the gate of the yard, a woman with her hair in a bun smiled and waved her hands, asking Jiang Ming to take Tian An'an out to play, while she went to fry the cicada monkey with a small bucket.

Zhou Wenxiu heard that she was going to Suofen, and she was also ready to go. At this time, she looked at the neighbor woman and shouted: "Sister Qingqing, do you want to bring you a bowl?"

The woman shook her head quietly, and smiled: "No need, you go..."

Jiang Ming and her looked at each other, nodded, carried Tian An'an who was screaming on his shoulders, and walked towards the night market in the county...

Let's post a chapter first... The second chapter is already in the code, try to post it before 12 o'clock

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