Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Chapter 43 Searching for Medicine in the Mountains at Midnight

As the sun set in the west, a ray of afterglow fell from the sky, making the little figure extremely long.

Hu Xiaocao was almost crushed by the basket behind her, which contained firewood besides pigweed.

She staggered along the mountain road, holding a dead branch in her left hand as a crutch, pushing aside the vines or plants in front of her from time to time.

She looked around carefully, holding a blueprint in her right hand, and compared it carefully from time to time under the faint moonlight, as if she was looking for something.

There is a plant drawn on the drawing, which looks a bit like an epiphyllum.

"Grandpa Wu who treated my mother said that it is necessary to find this kind of herbal medicine that blooms at night. I haven't found it after searching for a long time."

Hu Xiaocao said to himself, the mountain road was difficult to walk, and it was night again, the light was dim and unclear, and he stumbled along the way.

Even the hands and feet had countless small scars, all scratched by those sharp and thorny plants.

Hu Xiaocao seemed not to notice the pain, his eyes were focused, and he didn't notice that his clothes accidentally caught the branch next to him.

"Thorn-"

In the silent night, the sound of tearing cloth was particularly obvious.

Seeing the huge cut in the sleeve by the branch next to it, Hu Xiaocao couldn't help showing distressed expression, "I have to mend my clothes again when I go back."

Hu Xiaocao couldn't help but sighed, a little discouraged.

"I don't know where the herbs that Grandpa Wu said will bloom at night are."

The mountains and forests at night are completely different from those during the day, as if they have changed. Everything has both yin and yang, without exception.

During the day, the trees are lush and shady, but at night, everything is soaked in the thick ink of the night, and the outlines of the tall trees gradually become blurred.

It looked like a strange shadow lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move, staring at Hu Xiaocao below.

No matter how precocious Rao is, he is only a half-grown child.

A chill came over Hu Xiaocao's back, and she suddenly thought of the stories about various mountain spirits and monsters that the old man in the village had told her before.

If you are disobedient, the spirits in the mountain will take you away!They like to catch crying children the most.

Words like this are actually meant to scare children into being quiet and obedient.

But at this time, the environment and the location, Hu Xiaocao was wearing thin clothes, and the mountain wind at night seemed to be blowing air-conditioning on the back of his neck.

The shadows of the surrounding trees swayed and whirled, as if they were clapping their hands again, and there were many ghosts.

Hu Xiaocao couldn't help but shudder and retreated in his heart, "Forget it, otherwise I'd better go back."

As soon as this thought came to mind, Hu Xiaocao remembered the scene of her mother lingering on the sick bed, and she suddenly felt infinite courage in her heart.

She subconsciously clenched her small fist, her eyes full of determination.

"No! I want to find herbs that bloom at night and bring them back to treat my mother's illness. This way, my mother can get better quickly and no longer have to drink those unpleasant medicines."

Hu Xiaocao looked at the bright moon above her head, put her palms together and bowed.

"Xiaocao is so obedient and obedient. Grandpa Mountain God, you will definitely bless me, right. If Grandpa Mountain God doesn't speak, Xiaocao will acquiesce on your behalf!"

Under the illumination of the silver light, Hu Xiaocao took firm steps, her small body supported all the burdens of life.

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On the other side, southeast of Longyuan Village, at the farthest corner, there is a dilapidated thatched hut.

The exterior of the house is dilapidated, it can be said that it is ventilated from all sides, and even the windows are covered with paper, as if it would fall down if the wind blows.

The bean-sized candles in the room barely illuminated the surrounding environment, except for a broken bed, there were a few chairs that were missing a few feet, and a few broken bowls were piled up on the ground.

There are no other superfluous things, it can be said that the house is bare.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and a brown earthen pot was simmering beside it, and the smell of medicine was emitted from it.

The pale woman struggled to get up from the bed, leaning on the threshold and looking around, her expression full of worry.

"Didn't Xiaocao say he was going to cut pigweed? Why hasn't he come back yet? Maybe something will happen."

"Ahem! No, I have to go take a look."

The woman was holding a cane, and she ran into Wu Yuan just as she was going out.

Wu Yuan looked at the woman and frowned, "Big sister, why did you come out? Didn't I say that your body needs to lie on the bed and have a good rest."

Wu Yuan had learned some medical skills from a barefoot doctor in his early years, and he was a kind of skillful one. If anyone in the village had a headache, he would go to him.

"Uncle Wu—"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she didn't know if it was the cold wind, and a violent cough burst out of her throat, as if her internal organs were about to be coughed out.

Wu Yuan quickly helped the person into the house, and poured the woman a bowl of medicine from the earthen jar. The brown juice was thick and had a strange smell.

The woman drank it without changing her face, obviously she was used to it.

"I told you that your condition is unbearable. If the condition worsens, there is nothing I can do."

After the woman drank it, she did not cough so badly, but her complexion was still very bad.

She grabbed Wu Yuan's hand, her eyes were full of panic, she was bony, like a layer of bones wrapped in skin and flesh, with blue veins protruding from it.

"Uncle Wu, Xiaocao is missing. She went out today and said she was cutting pigweed, but she hasn't come back yet. Is she going to be okay?"

Wu Yuan didn't know what to think of, and his face changed suddenly, "Oops! Xiaocao won't go up the mountain."

"A few days ago, she pestered me and insisted on drawing my medicinal materials. I just took it as a child's curiosity, and didn't think too much about it, so I drew it for her."

The name of the medicinal material in Chinese medicine is "evening primrose". It is a plant of the genus Evening Primrose in the family Onapaceae. It blooms at dusk or evening, hence the name. Both the petals and rhizomes can be used as medicine.

Women's medicine lacks such an introduction, but evening primrose is relatively rare here, and Wu Yuan doesn't have any in stock, so he can only use other ones instead.

When the woman heard this, her eyes darkened, and she almost fainted, "You mean, Xiaocao went to the mountain to collect herbs for me?!"

Under the ups and downs of mood, the woman's chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were about to turn white.

When Wu Yuan saw that something was wrong, he quickly pinched the woman and gave her another sip of medicine. The woman felt much better.

The woman's eyes were red, and she was sobbing, "Well, what can I do, the mountains are so dangerous, I only have one daughter, Xiaocao, if something happens to her, I won't live anymore."

Wu Yuan comforted: "Don't worry, big sister, I'll take someone to find Xiaocao right now, that girl is clever and clever, auspicious people have their own aura, and nothing will happen."

"Then I will trouble you, Uncle Wu, we have troubled you again."

Wu Yuan waved his hand indifferently, "You're talking too much, everyone is from the same village."

The woman nodded with tears in her eyes, silently praying for Xiaocao in her heart.