I have a golden gourd system in the last days

Qiu Sheng and others hurried out of the house, stood on a high place and looked northwest of the sound, and saw a row of convoys coming from the highway.

In the front is a pickup truck, then ten buses, then ten trucks, and then ten buses.

Liu Dan and Liu Lan almost jumped up for joy when they saw it.

"Brother Qiusheng, look, our convoy is here."

Qiu Sheng said: "It can be regarded as expecting them to come."

Wushu also stretched his neck to look up the highway.

"Wow, so many cars, such a long fleet, so impressive."

Qiu Sheng pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Okay, they came just in time, but there are fewer big trucks."

The flagpole mouse said: "Only those four trucks, 10 large trucks are still less."

Qiu Sheng said: "Could the robbers have just those four trucks?

Let's grab as many as we can, and transport all their things back to Juxian Village. "

When the five rats heard it, they stretched out their tongues. This boss really has a big heart and a big mouth.

In the blink of an eye, a white pigeon spread its wings from the sky and flew straight down to Qiu Sheng, Liu Dan, and Liu Lan.

Of course Qiu Sheng and the others knew this pigeon, it was the little white pigeon with the long beak delivering the letter.

I heard the little white dove making a bird sound in the air.

"Brother Qiusheng, brother Qiusheng kept you waiting, we are here."

As he spoke, the little white pigeon fluttered down in the air.

The little white dove landed on Qiusheng's shoulder.

Qiu Sheng took the little white pigeon in his hand and looked at it, only to see a letter hanging around the neck of the little white pigeon.

Qiu Sheng took it off and saw that the letter was written by Miao Yuan.

It turned out that when the little white pigeon was about to fly to Juxianzhuang, a bullet came out of nowhere and hit one of the little white pigeon's legs.

The little white dove cleverly dodged a few more bullets and flew to Juxian Village.

After the farmers found out, they sent the little white pigeon to Miao Yuan's hands. Miao Yuan gave the little white pigeon to Miao Tian.

At this time, the little white pigeon was unconscious.Miao Tian put special medicine on the little white pigeon.

The little white pigeon woke up, and Miao Yuan took the letter from the little white pigeon's neck and gave it to Qiu Changjie.

When Qiu Changjie saw it, he hurriedly sent someone to call Mr. Miaoshou, Feng Gang, Xiao Huanghu, Shi Heng and others.

After seeing the letter, everyone decided to set off immediately, head to the south, and look for Qiu Sheng and others.

But the little white pigeon has a leg injury and can't take off. If the little white brother doesn't lead the way, even after a few months of searching, it's hard enough to find Qiusheng.

What everyone was anxious about was rubbing their hands and stomping their feet, and Mr. Miaoshou asked Miaoyuan.

"Ms. Miao, where is that little white pigeon hurt?"

"Mr. Miaoshou, the little white pigeon's leg was broken by a bullet.

Mr. Miaoshou said: "Go and see!"

Mr. Miaoshou went back to his bamboo house, carried the medicine box on his back, and went to Miaotian's house.

Mr. Miaoshou entered the room and saw that Miao Tian was stroking the little white pigeon with tears in his eyes.

The little white pigeon's leg was wrapped with a thick layer of bandages, and some yellow liquid medicine seeped out from the bandages.

It seems that Miao Tian has given medicine to the little white pigeon, and the little white pigeon was lying in Miao Tian's arms, moaning non-stop.

Mr. Miaoshou said: "Hurry up, I'll show this little white pigeon, it can get better sooner with some good medicine."

Miao Tian said: "This little white pigeon is not cured after using my family's special medicine." Do you have good medicine to make it recover faster? "

Mr. Miaoshou said: "If you are sick, you go to the doctor. My red wound medicine is also a special prescription passed down from the ancestors. It has a unique effect on butt joints and bones.

Miao Tian happily said: "That's great, she said to the little white pigeon: "Xiao Bai, calm down, let the old man heal your wounds. "

The little white pigeon nodded, and stopped moaning obediently.

Miao Tian put the little white pigeon on the bed and let it lie flat.

Then Miao Tian removed the medicinal cloths from the little white pigeon's legs layer by layer.

The little white pigeon trembled in pain. Mr. Miaoshou saw that the little white pigeon's leg was pierced by a bullet, and the middle part of the leg bone was broken.

Mr. Miaoshou frowned, "This little white pigeon's leg injury is not curable.

It seems that I have to use the Bian Que three-needle therapy handed down in my family, coupled with the quick connection method of strong wine, and then take the few tendons and bones to return Yang pills. "

The genius doctor Miaoshou gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and took out a pill from the big medicine box.

He handed the medicine to Miaoyuan tremblingly. You want to feed this pill into the mouth of the little white pigeon. The elixir does not need to be broken for seven days. "

Miao Tian happily crushed the elixir with his fingers and fed it into the little white pigeon's mouth.

Then Mr. Miaoshou took out three silver needles from the big medicine box. According to the method taught by the old ancestor of Bian Que, he identified the acupuncture points and stuck the silver needles on the little white pigeon.

Then he asked Qiu Changjie to get a bottle of 65-degree spirits.

He took a pill from the medicine box and put it in his mouth, and took another sip of the spirits, until the medicine melted in his mouth.

Mr. Miaoshou exerted enough energy to transfer his internal energy to the medicinal wine, he waved his hand to let everyone back.

Only let Xiao Miaotian hold the white pigeon.

Mr. Miaoshou exercised enough skill and sprayed vigorously.

I saw a sip of bright red medicinal wine sprayed on the injured leg of the little white pigeon.

The little white pigeon couldn't help but blew twice, then closed its eyes, and didn't know anything.

Miaoshou asked Miao Tian to find some white threads.

Mr. Miaoshou straightened the broken bones of the little white pigeon.

He took out a few small bamboo sticks like toothpicks from the big medicine box, and stuck them to the broken legs of the little white pigeons.

Then he wrapped the white thread around several small bamboo strips one by one until the small bamboo strips were wrapped firmly.

After finishing this set of therapy, Mr. Miaoshou was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Miao Yuan wiped the sweat from Mr. Miaoshou's forehead with a towel.

Naeta opened a bottle of Coca-Cola for Mr. Miaoshou.

Mr. Miaoshou said: "It's really not easy, but it can be regarded as connecting the legs of the little white pigeon.

If it wasn't for this elixir of connecting tendons and bones, his legs wouldn't heal for a while even if they were connected, but unfortunately I only have two pills of this elixir left.

Finally, let him eat this elixir, his legs will recover soon, and he can lead our team to find Qiusheng and bring back the food. "

Miao Yuan said to Mr. Miaoshou: "Let's refine some more of this elixir.

Mr. Miaoshou said: Although this elixir is easy to refine, the medicinal materials are very rare, and some medicinal materials are even more difficult to find.

If Qiu Sheng doesn't leave, I'll let him go with me to pick that kind of medicine. He's not at home, and this kind of medicine is very difficult to pick. "

Little Huanghu said: "Mr. Miaoshou, how about I go pick this medicine with you?"

Mr. Miaoshou said: "You can go by yourself!"

Feng Gang and Chen Liang said: "Mr. Miaoshou, our two brothers will also go with you."

Mr. Miaoshou nodded: "Okay."

Mr. Miaoshou handed the pill to Miaotian.

"Just this one pill, don't waste it, give it once a day, and give it this one pill in three days.

After taking this elixir, the little white pigeon's leg injury will heal quickly.

If it can walk on its legs on the fourth day under normal circumstances, everyone will be amazed when they hear it.

Sure enough, on the fourth day, the injured leg of the little white pigeon was able to walk back and forth like a good leg.

By the fifth day, the leg was completely healed.

Mr. Miaoshou removed the splint from the little white pigeon's leg.

This little white pigeon walked freely, and it kept nodding to thank Mr. Miaoshou, making a bird sound in its mouth.

"Thank you, Mr. Miaoshou, for healing my injured leg!"

Everyone heard it: "I'll go, this little white dove can still thank you, it's really smart to catch up with people."

If there are any strange phenomena in the last days, it is strange that the little white pigeon can talk, and it has feelings, which is an anecdote in the world

Brother Xiaobai's injury healed, Miao Tian said to Qiu Changjie: "Master, this time we can let Brother Xiaobai lead our team to find Brother Qiusheng."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Changjie said happily: "Okay, then do as Qiu Sheng said.