Outside the inn, there was a panic and every tree and grass looked like an enemy. When the injured witch who fell into the lake was brought back to the inn in the morning, she had not been noticed. Now that the fog had dissipated, officials in charge of the case could be seen running back and forth on the streets, questioning and investigating.
They were all ready to face a formidable enemy, armed with swords and knives, searching even the smallest corners where people could hide.
Who is the enemy of this witch and why is there such a big fuss
After Zhu Ping'an returned to the inn, he had changed into a clean robe, which was obviously the attire of a scholar. And since these officials were looking for women, Zhu Ping'an did not attract any attention when he walked through the streets and alleys.
"Brother, what happened?" Zhu Ping'an bought some preserved fruits and asked the shopkeeper.
"You don't know yet. Let me tell you, you've asked the right person. Last night, I passed by Tongzhifu on the way to purchase goods. I heard the flashing of swords and the flying of blood and flesh, as well as screams from time to time. It was really creepy..." The shop owner seemed to be a chatterbox. He was very excited when he talked about it. His expression was so rich and the details were so detailed. He even described the moves of the people who were fighting in detail.
Zhu Pingan listened for a long time before he understood. It turned out that an assassin had entered the residence of Lord Tongzhi Lu last night. It was said that the assassin was a woman, who was highly skilled in martial arts, cruel and merciless, and loved to laugh. The more blood flowed, the more she laughed. If Liu Qianhu had not happened to be a guest at Lord Tongzhi Lu's residence, Lord Tongzhi Lu might have been killed. However, even so, Lord Tongzhi Lu's arm was stabbed and bleeding profusely. Even several of Liu Qianhu's accompanying guards were seriously injured. In the end, the assassin was allowed to escape, but the assassin was also injured by Liu Qianhu... ...
The assassin was 200% certain to be that evil woman, but no one knew what grudge she had with Lu Tongzhi.
Never mind, I'll just deal with it first.
Zhu Ping'an read the paper where the witch wrote the medicinal herbs twice, then tore it into pieces and threw it into the gutter.
Maybe it's because I've been a human for two lifetimes, so my mental strength is relatively strong. My memory in this life is surprisingly good. Although I can't remember everything I read, I can still remember it for a day or two after reading two or three articles. If I read it over and over again, I can remember it firmly.
Memorizing the Chinese herbal medicine written by the witch, Zhu Ping'an found two herbs that he was familiar with and were not specifically used to treat knife wounds or sword wounds. He walked into a drugstore and after a long time, he came out of the shop with two small bags of herbs in his hands, looking strange.
This damned witch looks like she's going to starve herself!
I went to the pharmacy to buy medicine just now, and took the opportunity to look at the price list. Except for some relatively cheap prices, many other herbs listed by that witch were ridiculously expensive.
He didn't know much about the art of medicine, and seeing that the witch seemed to be seriously injured, Zhu Ping'an gritted his teeth and decided to buy all of them. No matter how evil the witch was, she was still a living being, and he was too soft-hearted.
Passing by a steamed bun shop, Zhu Pingan bought a basket of more than ten meat buns and asked the shop to wrap them in lotus leaves. Zhu Pingan walked casually on the street with the meat buns wrapped in lotus leaves. After a while, his eyes lit up and he slowly walked into a small alley.
After a while, several ragged beggars walked away from the alley with happy faces. After another half an hour, several beggars returned to the alley with medicinal herbs wrapped in paper.
Then Zhu Ping'an walked out of the alley with his bulging schoolbag slung across his shoulder.
Seven or eight little beggars sat together in the alley, wolfing down delicious meat buns, with dozens of copper coins neatly placed at their feet...
After returning to the inn, Zhu Pingan closed the door and entered the inner room. He then dumped all the herbs in his bag onto the table. He glanced at the girl leaning against the head of the bed, lazily trimming her nails with a dagger, and asked:
"Did you plan this?"
The girl stopped trimming her nails, looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile and asked, "Why are you so angry, my dear benefactor? What did I plot against you? Don't falsely accuse me."
"Do you know how much these medicinal herbs cost?" Zhu Ping'an asked calmly.
"How should I know? I didn't buy it." The girl blew on her fingers and answered with a smile.
"A total of two hundred and twenty taels of silver and six hundred and fifty-seven coins, only my ten taels are missing. You did it on purpose. You really hold a grudge." Zhu Ping'an sat on the chair, looking at the witch on the bed, and curled his lips.
"What a coincidence, wow, if I did it on purpose, I would definitely include your ten taels in it." The girl on the bed looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile and said innocently.
"After all, that silver is ill-gotten gains, so it's fine to spend it. But are these medicinal herbs what you need?" Zhu Ping'an stared into the eyes of the witch on the bed and asked lightly.
"Yes." The girl on the bed nodded with a smile.
"Panax notoginseng, safflower, ploughshare, begonia, ground ear grass, and Artemisia scabra are the best choices for treating external injuries."
"Musk, borneol, frankincense, cinnabar and catechu are good for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."
"Aucklandia lappa, Curcuma zedoaria, Jiulongchuan, Sea Breeze Vine, Sophora japonica, and Cyperus rotundus can be made into a bone-setting water, which is very effective in treating fractures, dislocations, and injuries from falls."
The girl on the bed counted on her fingers, and told the medicinal herbs like the back of her hand. She listed the effects of the herbs she remembered one by one to prove that she was not doing anything wrong.
After listening to the girl, Zhu Pingan calmly pointed at a bag of herbs and asked, "What about this wild ginseng?"
The girl blinked her eyes and said in a pitiful and delicate voice, "I also suffered internal injuries."
"What about this jade butterfly?"
"It's for beauty and skin care. Look, her face has been scratched."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ping'an stared at the girl for a few seconds and finally found a scar the size of a rice grain on the side of her nose.
Nima
"How do you explain this donkey-hide gelatin?"
"I've lost too much blood and need blood replenishment." The girl pointed to the bandages wrapped around her body, looking weak and pitiful.
"What about the aloe vera, angelica, and pearl powder?" Zhu Ping'an asked, pointing to the last few packets of herbs.
"When we travel the world, we are bound to fight and kill. If we don't control our strength well, we will get blood splashed on our faces. Some gangsters love to use poison. We must protect our faces..."
Zhu Ping'an looked at the girl acting pretentiously on the bed, and he really had the urge to slap her against the wall so that she couldn't be pulled down.
"Don't be angry, my little benefactor. Money is just something outside of your body. You can't bring it with you when you are born and you can't take it with you when you die. Why bother about it?" The girl on the bed said sarcastically with a smile.
Money is something outside of one’s body
Zhu Ping'an looked at the girl on the bed speechlessly. It was inexplicably funny to hear these words coming from a robber. Money is only part of one's body, yet you were robbing people for money a few days ago!
"My little benefactor, you don't look very well." The girl on the bed asked Zhu Ping'an with a smile, her dark eyes full of teasing.
"It's none of your business whether it's good or not."
Zhu Pingan replied indifferently.
The girl on the bed's pretty face darkened and her laughter stopped.