[Comprehensive martial arts] Cannon fodder woman

The breeze is blowing, the fragrance of flowers is lingering, and the sound of the piano can be heard from the quiet small building. The sound of the piano is clear and clean, peaceful and upright, like gurgling water, or like orchids in the empty valley, which makes people think of the grace of the person who plays the piano.

After a while, when the sound of the piano was about to stop, a faint sound of the flute sounded again. The sound of the flute was soft and beautiful, continuous, entangled with the sound of the piano like catkins in the wind, making people feel gentle and tender. And sentimental feeling.

The sound of the flute gradually died down, and the sound of the zither also stopped. Lu Xiaoman turned over from the roof of the attic, and looked at the man in white who was sitting in front of the window and was stroking the strings of the zither. He had a handsome face and elegant temperament, but his eyes were blind Wearing a white cloth.

"So excited just after taking the medicine? I thought you should be feeling uncomfortable now."

Huamanlou now has a doctor apply acupuncture to open his meridians every day, and then soak in a medicinal bath for half an hour, and finally another doctor assists with massage techniques to make the medicine more effective.This complete set of procedures could not be completed in one or two hours. In addition, he had to drink the bitter Chinese medicine for three meals a day, which made others feel very tortured.

"No matter how uncomfortable it is, you should get used to it." Hua Manlou smiled, without any haze on his face, as if he was not the one who had been tossed for half a month, "Besides, the reason why you do these troublesome things is all For me, since those of you who have contributed have not complained, why would I complain without knowing what to do?"

What Xiaoman admires most about Huamanlou is that he always thinks of others more than himself.Of course he is not a saint, and he also has personal joys and sorrows, but he can be called a real gentleman.In this world of intrigue and deceit, where swords shine and blood shadows, such a lovely gentleman is so rare.Anyway, Lu Xiaoman, who had just been tortured by the blackened Zhang Wuji, felt deeply healed, so helping him heal his eyes, although it was a bit troublesome, she was extremely happy in her heart.

After all, it is a great pity in life to see such a beautiful person with such beautiful eyes.

What's more, the medicinal materials she needs can be provided by the doctor Hua's family. During the treatment, she just talks and guides her from a distance. It's very simple and doesn't require much effort.

She is not the kind of person who likes to hide good things. She told the two doctors at the beginning that the prescription is not exclusive to her, and they can also use it on other patients, as long as it can exert its maximum effect. good.But the deep-rooted concept from childhood still made them make the oath of "never pass the recipe out".

After more than half a month like this, the treatment effect was generally in line with her expectations. Hua Manlou's eyes could already see some light dimly, and everything was developing in a good direction.

At this time, the Hua family suddenly sent a letter saying that they could not find the red ganoderma. They even found the Tianshan snow lotus and the purple ganoderma, but they could not find the red ganoderma.

Regarding the growth place of red Ganoderma lucidum, it is recorded in "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" and "Compendium of Materia Medica":

"Red Zhizhi grows Huoshan, Qingzhi grows Taishan, Huangzhi grows Songshan, Baizhi grows Huashan, Heizhi grows Changshan, Zizhi grows Gaoxia Valley, and the six Zhizhi are non-toxic."

It is also said: "Whoever seeks Zhicao and enters the famous mountain must use March and September, the month when the magic medicine will be released from the mountain."

It's spring now, the season when the grass grows and warblers fly and everything recovers. Logically speaking, there should be many people who go to the mountains to pick mushrooms. Why can't they even buy a red Ganoderma lucidum in the market?

However, things were so evil, and the Hua family was helpless. The letter said that the sixth brother of Huamanlou had personally led a team to Anhui to buy Ganoderma lucidum.Red Ganoderma lucidum is one of the seven main medicines of the last medicine, and it is absolutely indispensable. Fortunately, they have only reached the third medicine now, and it is not time to use it for the time being, so there is no need to worry too much, as long as the next Find the red ganoderma within 20 days and deliver it on time.

Lu Xiaoman thought so, but he didn't sleep well all night.

Early the next morning, she made a decision: she would go to Huoshan herself.

Huoshan is located in Anhui, at the north-south junction of the northern foot of the Dabie Mountains, with a mild climate and rich vegetation.Because the terrain is complex and closed, most of them are in a primitive state, and it is difficult for ordinary people to tell the direction after entering rashly, so that the place is still deserted and isolated from the world.

It is not easy for an inexperienced layman to find the precious red ganoderma lucidum in such a dangerous mountain, and she cannot completely pin her hopes on the Hua family.At least she still has the treasure hunting instrument given by the system. As long as she enters the mountain, won't the rare treasures in the mountain wait for her to pick them?

Lu Xiaoman explained the situation to Hua Manlou, and set off under his worried gaze. Anyway, now that he and the two doctors know the treatment process, she shouldn't have any problems if she leaves for a short time.

After leaving behind such flag-filled words, Lu Xiaoman rushed to the foot of Huoshan Mountain in the early morning of the third day, and then she opened the treasure hunting instrument, facing the morning sun, and plunged headlong into the vast mountain.

In the mountains and mountains, in the depths of the lush and dense forest, a woman is having a barbecue in Linxi.

This is Lu Xiaoman's second day in the mountain, and he picked a lot of other mountain treasures, but he hasn't seen the shadow of the red ganoderma yet.

She was thinking a little, thinking whether she should go deeper, when suddenly there was a rustling sound from the dense bushes above her head.

It must be some kind of beast attracted by the scent... Lu Xiaoman thought about it, and looked up in a strange way, only to find that the person lying on the branch turned out to be a half-grown boy.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and saw that the boy was staring at the barbecue in her hand with a look of covetousness, so she took a knife to cut a small piece of meat and put it on a clean leaf, then inserted the other barbecues back in place, and slowly He stepped back and made a "please" gesture.

The boy blinked suspiciously, and didn't know if he understood what she meant. Anyway, he fell from the tree, approached the fire carefully, and picked up the barbecue she left on the ground.

He brought the roast meat close to his nose and smelled the aroma. He looked very intoxicated, but he didn't start eating immediately, but just glanced at her silently.Lu Xiaoman held up the small piece of meat that he had just cut off, chewed and swallowed it slowly in front of him, to show that there was no problem with the food, and then the other party began to eat with a smile on his face.

Taking advantage of this time, she took a closer look at the boy who appeared out of nowhere. The boy looked young, probably not yet an adult, with long hair messily tied behind his head, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, and a pair of eyes. Black and bright, it looks wild.

She looked at him secretly, then slowly shifted her gaze to the top of his head, and saw "Xiao Shishilang" in large golden characters.

After eating the barbecue, the young man patted his stomach, and seemed to have regarded Lu Xiaoman as "one of his own", and asked with endless interest:

"Strange, why is your grilled meat so fragrant and delicious?"

"Maybe it's because I added homemade seasoning." Lu Xiaoman replied with a smile, Xiao Shishilang stared at her face for a moment, then asked again:

"I've never seen a woman walking here alone. Who are you? Are you a fox turned into a fairy?"

"Then who are you? Are you a fairy transformed from a wolf?" Lu Xiaoman asked back.

"I'm a human, not a goblin." The boy retorted solemnly, cleared his throat and introduced himself, "My surname is Xiao, and I'm No.11 in my family. You can call me Shishilang."

Lu Xiaoman raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiaoshi."

He seemed to have some dissatisfaction with this title, and curled his lips unhappily, "What about you, what's your name?"

"My surname is Lu, and my name is Xiaoman." She said calmly, "I'm older than you, you can call me 'sister'."

"Why? I just want to call you Xiaoman." Xiao Shishilang asked curiously with a rebellious look, "But, what are you doing here?"

"My friend is sick and needs red Ganoderma lucidum for treatment. I'm here to find medicine for him."

Lu Xiaoman answered truthfully, Xiao Shishilang was very surprised:

"You can do this for your friends, so you must have a good relationship?"

"I think if it was him, he would definitely be willing to take risks for me."

When Lu Xiaoman thought of Huamanlou, a smile appeared on his face, Xiao Shishilang was stunned again, looked at her silently for a while, and suddenly said:

"Come with me, I know where there are red ganoderma."

Xiao Shishilang took her to a hidden valley. There was a lake in the valley, and a small wooden house was built beside the lake. Although the environment was simple, there were obvious signs of people living here.

"This is your house?"

She asked casually, Xiao Shishilang nodded, and pointed to the cliff on the other side of the lake. Lu Xiaoman looked intently, and saw that the broken branches and decayed wood protruding obliquely were covered with dense blood-colored ganoderma, like red coral. Generally, one next to the other, the growth is particularly gratifying.

She was startled, then overjoyed, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Xiao Shishilang beside her say:

"The red Ganoderma lucidum hasn't fully grown yet, and it will be best picked in about four or five days. Can your friend wait?"

A big stone fell to the ground in his heart, and Lu Xiaoman's state was much more relaxed. Hearing this, he nodded happily and said:

"It's okay, enough time, thank you!"

"Take it... as a gift for the barbecue," Xiao Shishilang scratched his head, and said a little uncomfortably, "You can live here for a few days, and I will provide the food. You only need to use your homemade seasoning to cook them well."

Lu Xiaoman couldn't help but glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Okay, leave it to me."

In the evening, a group of wolves broke into the valley. Two of the wolves still had bloody prey in their mouths, and the others followed obediently without looking sideways.

Xiao Shishilang's subsequent reaction also proved this point. He put his arms around the necks of the two wolves affectionately, and from time to time he said a few compliments such as "well done" and "awesome". The wolf stayed warm for a long time before separating.

The wolves left quickly, and Xiao Shishilang silently cleaned up the prey, put them on clean wooden sticks, lit another bonfire, and then called Lu Xiaoman over to have a barbecue.

Perhaps it was because it was inevitable for a person to be alone for a long time, or perhaps because he suddenly had the desire to confide in others, so he began to babble about his own story.

"Actually, wolves are much easier to get along with than humans. If you treat them well, they will remember them forever. The two wolves just now were a couple and my childhood playmates. Their parents raised me, and I raised them again. big."

"Are you curious why those wolves gave me their prey?" Xiao Shishilang looked at her pretty side face, lost in thought in the firelight, his thoughts drifted somewhere, "The lifespan of a wolf is generally 12 years. -Around 16 years old, compared with them, I am considered an old 'elder wolf', so it is also appropriate for young and middle-aged people to hunt and serve the elderly."

Lu Xiaoman was amused by him, "In that case, your wolf companion respects the old and loves the young."

She laughed for a while, and then suddenly thought of a question: "How old are you, have you turned 16?"

"I didn't count, it should be about the same." Xiao Shishilang raised his eyebrows, and said with an unruly expression, "What's so important about age? Life is not always in the short span of a few decades, how many years are less What difference does the year make?"

"You're right," Lu Xiaoman smiled, and handed over the delicious barbecue in his hand, "It's more important to live than to fill your stomach, Xiaoshi, please."