General, Madam Called You To Farm

The snake bone flower, which can only bloom for at least a year, bloomed in a pharmacy for a month. The speed of flowering is amazing.

Father-in-law's internal injuries have worsened day by day since he left the Saintess Hall, not to mention that he also absorbed the scorching energy of Wei Qing's internal energy to save Wei Qing.

The father-in-law didn't say anything, but everyone knew that he was tortured by injuries every day.

Now that the snake bones are blooming, he can treat his father-in-law's internal injuries when he returns to the capital.

I don't know if I can wait for so long. If I don't pick it all the time, will it thank you?

I forgot to look at this item last time in the Cangdian Pavilion.

But it doesn't matter, she can pick the flowers in advance and refine the wound medicine.

She had stored most of the medicinal materials for refining wound medicine in the pharmacy, and only two herbs were used up for Wei Ting's treatment, but they were all medicinal materials that could be picked at present.

After a while, she asked her senior to take her into the mountains to gather some medicine.

If the senior is not willing, she can pick it herself, the worst is to find the medicinal materials.

When she left the pharmacy, she brought out some food, including rice cakes, dried meat, and a box of dried fruit and syrupy walnuts.

Little! Little!

Wei Liulang pushed open the door of the kitchen with great excitement, his eyes sparkling, Your method really worked, Xiao Qi has recovered his memory! He recognized me!

If you don't restore your memory, you will have to take off your underwear.

Su Xiaoxiao suppressed the corners of her raised lips: It's all thanks to Sixth Brother. Sixth Brother remembers him so clearly when he was a child. In order to prevent his amnesia from recurring, Sixth Brother should recall it for him from time to time.

Wei Liulang patted his chest: Don't worry about that! Xiao Xiao, do you want to go over there and see if Xiao Qi remembers you? I'll just come and look at the medicine.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled slightly: Okay.

Su Xiaoxiao left the food to Wei Liulang, and he only brought two pieces of rice cakes to Wei Ting's room.

After all, as a wounded person, he can only eat this.

When entering the room, Wei Ting tried to stay calm, but his slightly flushed face betrayed him.

What is a large-scale social death scene, this is it.

Su Xiaoxiao walked over with a smile that was not a smile: I heard from Sixth Brother that you have recovered your memory?

Wei Ting said coldly: Just recovered, still a little confused.

Oh. Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, Then do you remember who I am?

Who are you?

This sentence is the beginning of this great shame.

Who would have thought that things would develop out of control and eventually turn into this way?

This is no longer a question of thick skin, is it still letting people live?

Su Xiaoxiao saw that he had a stubborn mouth, and seemed to want to hold on to the last trace of dignity, so she immediately refined Wei Liulang's revelation, imitating Xiaohu's body language and demeanor, and said in a childlike voice:

I want a hug, I want my eldest brother to kiss me, I want my second brother to kiss me, I want my third brother, my fourth brother, my fifth brother and my sixth brother, I want to kiss each other!

Is Xiao Qi your most beloved brother?

Xiaoqi don't want to grow tall~

Xiao Qi don't want to go~ Nine (go) way~

Wei Ting tightly squeezed his fingers, and said in shame and indignation: Mother, son!

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head and shouted to the door: Sixth Brother, he didn't recover his memory!

Wei Liulang: Ah! Here I come!

Wei Ting: ...!!

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If you go to collect herbs, you have to go early, and when you come back late, it will be dark and it will be difficult to walk at night.

Su Xiaoxiao searched for a long time, and finally saw the motionless old man on the roof.

no?

How long have you been in the sun on the roof?

It won't be in the sun until now, right?

Su Xiaoxiao asked: Senior, I want to go to the mountains to collect herbs, do you want to go?

The old man glanced at her, put away the small flashlight, and came down.

He carried a cloth bag on his back, took another cloth bag, grabbed two big pancakes and put them in, then went out without saying a word.

Wei Ting fell asleep.

Su Xiaoxiao said to Wei Liulang: Sixth brother, I'm going to collect medicine.

Seeing that she took the saint with her, Wei Liulang felt relieved: Be careful, don't go to dangerous places by yourself.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded: I will be careful.

To enter the mountain, you have to pass through the tribe.

When the big guy saw the old man, it was like seeing a ghost and a plague god. The people who were working at the door immediately hid in the house and closed the door.

Only the young man quietly opened a crack in the door, but was soon dragged in by his mother pulling his hair.

Mom, he doesn't eat people.

Shut up!

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the old man's expression, but he didn't care at all.

That's great.

The three entered the mountain.

What Su Xiaoxiao is looking for are two medicinal herbs that are unique to southern Xinjiang, one is called poisonous dragon grass, and the other is called white mustard.

These two herbs are used to repair damaged tendons, and also have certain effects on scorching gas.

Poisonous Dragon Grass is easy, they picked half a basket in less than half an hour after entering the mountain.

White beard vines grow on the cliffs, and the most luxuriant season is May, and there are very few white beard vines right now.

They searched several cliffs before finally finding the trace of the white mustard vine.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the deep abyss at the bottom of her feet: It's hard to fall off such a steep cliff.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded to the saint.

The saint sacrificed the white silk, entangled a big tree on the cliff, and flew down with the white silk.

But Bai Ling pulled it to the end, but she was still a few feet away from Bai Xudeng.

The saint untied the whip from her waist, and hit it with a whip, but it still couldn't reach it.

The saint began to shake her body, trying to throw herself over.

On the third shake, she finally reached.

However, at this time, Bai Ling was also torn due to excessive friction on the rock.

The saint fell down.

Saint!

Su Xiaoxiao reached out to grab Bai Ling.

The old man grabbed her and threw her behind.

Then he leaped, jumped off the cliff, grabbed the saint in mid-air, stepped on a tree stem with one foot, jumped up with his strength, and fell back to the cliff steadily!

Such skill made Su Xiaoxiao amazed.

The weather on the mountain was changeable, and it rained suddenly after getting the white mustard vine.

The three came to a cave to shelter from the rain.

This is the cave where the old people often come to, where dry firewood and dead leaves are stored.

The clothes of the three of them were all wet, and the old man planned to start a fire.

However, the wind was too strong, and his fire was extinguished as soon as it ignited.

After trying for a long time, not a single leaf was burned.

He frowned a little irritably.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao also took out a fire pocket, she blew lightly, and the fire pocket lit up.

The strong wind blew in, but the fire pocket was still bright.

Su Xiaoxiao gathered the dead leaves together and covered them with a piece of parchment paper wrapped in rice cakes to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.

The old man looked at it for a long time, and made sure that the fire pocket was really still on.

He hesitated for a moment, squatted and moved over, pointed to the torch in Su Xiaoxiao's hand and asked, What is this?

Su Xiaoxiao continued to pile up the dead leaves, and replied: Huozhezi, I'm done talking.

elder:……

The old man asked, Is it easy to use?

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: It's not easy to use.

swish.

She ignited a bunch with ease.

The old man stared straight at Huozhangzi: Is it yours?

Su Xiaoxiao: No.

Old man: Where did it come from?

Su Xiaoxiao: I picked it up.

The old man: Give me some order.

Su Xiaoxiao: No.

Su Xiaoxiao ordered pile after pile, and then played.

Here's a pharmacy fire pocket lighter, windproof.

The old man kept watching.

Su Xiaoxiao said: If you really want this, it's fine. The kung fu you used just now is good, teach me.

The old man said: You can't learn.

Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled: Why?

The old man replied: The body of pure Yang can only be practiced.

Su Xiaoxiao blinked: A man?

Old man: Yes.

Su Xiaoxiao: Does it have to be a boy?

Old man: No need.

Su Xiaoxiao said again: What kind of seedling is the most suitable?

The old man thought for a while: The half-dead one.

Su Xiaoxiao: ...

Su Xiaoxiao said: He is my husband-in-law, you accept him as an apprentice, and I will give this to you!

The old man said resolutely: I don't accept disciples.

Su Xiaoxiao took out a box of anesthetics: It's better than Mafeisan.

The old man said with great backbone: I swear.

Su Xiaoxiao took out another telescope: It's quite a hundred miles away.

Old man: Then don't talk about it.