Take Taobao with you to another world

Under the tyranny of the pharmacist, Scar, who has been extremely clingy recently, has no choice but to succumb.

After sending the pharmacist on his horse, the bored Scar turned back to the tribe, and several malicious eyes from a certain corner followed him until he entered the tent.

"Patriarch, that's..." Boss who was following behind him whispered, Scar raised his hand to stop him, and then grinned.

"I'm waiting for them."

However, unexpectedly, it was the pharmacist who was attacked.

About half a day away from the immigrant settlement, a burst of cold arrows suddenly shot at their team, and two Bis knights were injured immediately, and then a group of armed humans emerged from the bushes downwind. The attack lacks skill, but it is not afraid of death.

Biss Knight reacted immediately, but including Pharmacist and his assistants, the number of this team is less than 15 people, and the number of enemies is close to [-]. Coupled with the unfavorable terrain, the initial impact will kill the werewolf The formation of the knights was chaotic, and the werewolves under the shock had no choice but to try their best to protect the pharmacist and break through.

After the three riders and four men broke through, whether to return to the tribe or seek help from the immigrant settlement, the pharmacist did not hesitate to choose the place where the Far Eastern magician was.No one thought about what would happen to the remaining werewolves. Pharmacist and the other three werewolves suffered traumatic injuries of varying severity. When the reserve sentries who were training outside Sade's place discovered them, one of the werewolves was almost unable to hold on.

Zhengming, the current pharmacist of the bereaved family, hurried over after hearing the news.Pharmacist was only shot by an arrow in his shoulder. The other three werewolves were injured much more seriously than him. One of them had his forearm cut off and couldn't be treated in time. He lost a lot of blood and fell into a coma. , licked off the blood on his body with a rough tongue, and when he saw a stranger approaching, he fell to the ground and let out a threatening growl.

The pharmacist, whose face was so pale and transparent stood up, walked slowly over and gently touched the giant wolf's head, Zhengming saw that the beast was calmed down, quickly unscrewed the small glass bottle he carried with him, and poured the light yellow The powder was shaken down to the werewolf's wound, and the effect of the medicine was almost immediate, and the severed limb wound, where even the stubble was clearly visible, had begun to stop bleeding.

"Is this the white rong flower?"

The pharmacist who was helped to sit down asked Zhengming. A black-haired girl was carefully cutting his clothes with scissors to expose the wound.

"It's Bai Ronghua, that's right, Senior Brother Pingyang." Almost none of the werewolves could understand the language of the survivors, and there were no outsiders here, so Zhengming replied.

"Didn't the sorcerer just get the seeds in winter?" Pharmacist asked, half of the arrow shaft was cut off, and the vibration from the wound made him frown.

"We have a greenhouse, and this kind of herb grows very fast, and it already occupies almost [-]% of the greenhouse." Zhengming said, "Brother, please bear with it."

Before he finished speaking, he exerted force on his hand, and a bunch of bloody flowers were brought out with black arrowheads. The pharmacist grunted, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.Zhengming's assistant came in holding a pottery pot. Zhengming dipped the arrowhead he had just pulled out into the water, and the blood color faded away. The small fish in the pottery pot swam away. Still can't see the appearance of sluggish movement.

"Fortunately, it's not poisonous." Zhengming heaved a sigh of relief, and began to apply medicine to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound.

"I'm in charge of Sachel's poison," the pharmacist said after taking a deep breath, "They didn't have such a brain in the first place...although they are quite courageous."

Zhengming was startled, "Is this what Sacher's werewolves did?"

"It's a long story." The pharmacist said, at this moment, a figure swayed at the door, and a black-haired young man dressed in a different style walked in.

"Master." Zhengming called out respectfully.

The gentle magician nodded to him, "How are everyone's injuries?"

"Except for the broken limbs, which are difficult to reconnect, the rest are all fine."

"It's so embarrassing, it really makes you laugh." The pharmacist couldn't hide his tiredness, and he used the common language.

"The main thing is that you are fine." Yun Shen said, "I have informed the chief of the Ska about this matter, and he said that he will deal with it. I have sent people to deal with the chasing soldiers, and now there will be no other It's dangerous, you should rest in peace."

After the radio station settled in the werewolf tribe, relying on the power generation unit brought over, it can basically maintain the frequency of communication with the settlement every other day. Pharmacist has notified in advance of this trip, and Scar will definitely be able to receive it immediately. Hearing the news, the pharmacist could also imagine how he would react. "Thank you very much for your help this time, Sachel will remember this kindness."

"As a contract alliance, this is what I should do."

After leaving the consultation room, Yun Shen went to another place.While escorting Pharmacist and the others back to the settlement, Takla also brought a team of people to deal with the pursuers. After completing the sniper mission, they brought back a prisoner, the only one left alive.It's not how brave these people are, but Takla believes that only one person is enough to explain the problem, and the rest are superfluous.

A basin of water was poured on the prisoner, and the water drenched his hair. Black dye flowed from his hair, revealing the withered grass-like background.The color of the eyeballs on the face, which was so stained with black paint that it was impossible to see clearly, was also blue.

"Is this obviously going to fall on our heads?" Takla said.

Fan Tianlan stretched out his foot and kicked the man over, hooked the captive's collar with the scabbard and pulled it, revealing the brand mark on his shoulder.

"Slave. From the brand mark, you can tell which tribe's nobleman he belongs to, but let the werewolf identify it." Fan Tianlan said.

Yun Shen glanced at the prisoner who had been silent from the beginning until now. His wound was wiped on the ground full of sand and dirt, but he didn't say a word, "Don't bother them for now. Since Chief Ska said he knows what to do Dealing with it shows that he knows what's going on in his heart."

"Then this guy is useless." Takla said, bending down to drag people away.

"Wait." Yun Shen said, he walked in front of the prisoner, although the other party didn't know his identity, but he didn't flinch when he met his gaze, "I heard from my deputy captain that he led the team to chase you At that time, you were the only one who did not resist in the battle, why?"

The prisoner was silent for a while, and before Takla got impatient, he finally spoke, his voice sounded unexpectedly young and fluent.

"The pharmacist once helped me. As a sinner who betrayed him, this is what I deserve."

"Everyone has his reasons for doing things." Yun Shen said, "What is your reason for hurting him?"

"For my sister," replied the captive.

"Is she a slave like you?"

"Yes."

Yun Shen straightened up, "I understand. You will receive the punishment you deserve, but I am not the one who has the power. I will leave it to the pharmacist to decide. Tata, take him away."

The young prisoner looked at him in surprise. Takla had already pulled him up from the ground. He glanced at the prisoner's filth with distaste. He took him away while muttering that it was a waste of food.

When the horn of battle sounded throughout the tribe, half of the people hadn't reacted yet, and the fighting began.

Less than half a day after the battle was over, the werewolves with white borders on their collars began to clean up the battlefield. They were warriors under the command of the patriarch, and the enemy they quickly wiped out belonged to the fourth elder of the tribe.The patriarch Ska did not directly participate in the battle. It was Boss, the only white wolf in the tribe, who commanded all this and took the lead, and Keir the gray wolf cooperated with him.

"All the remaining centurions and thousand commanders, if you can still hear, bring your people to the sacrificial square." Scar's indifferent voice spread from the main tent to all parts of the tribe, "Watch the execution."

Sacher has not decided on a new shaman so far. Dozens of wooden pillars have been erected on the flat land of the sacrificial square that has grown a lot of weeds due to lack of management. The fourth elder Dabi Gangyong belongs to the family Those who did not die in battle, whether old or weak, women or children, were all tied up here.

Boss, whose blood was not cleaned up, stood beside Scar, and Keel the Gray Wolf stood half a step beside him. This scene made some people realize something, but more werewolves felt for the fourth elder. be surprised.It is well known that his youngest son, Balk, was beaten to death for offending the patriarch. Although they were cousins, the relationship between Elder Darby and the chief of Ska had never been very good.Most of the werewolves knew that they would definitely have a grudge because of this, but the speed of the conflict broke out still exceeded their expectations.

Taking the place where Scar was sitting as the center, the summoned centurions and commanders of all levels and their subordinates stood densely in a semicircle.Darby's family, who knew there was no point of redemption, was yelling and cursing at Scar, the viciousness of the curse even made Boss change color, but Scar uncharacteristically ignored it, and even his expression didn't change, only a pair of golden-green eyes darkened. It was so heavy that even the warm spring sun couldn't penetrate it.

It was almost time for people to arrive, and the survivors who stayed in Sacher also moved the radio station and connected him to the power supply.Scar picked up the loudspeaker, and his voice easily overwhelmed the distant curses.

"Intended to murder nine fellows, killed Sachel's only pharmacist, resulted in the murder of six Biss knights, and at the same time planted a frame on the Far East magician. This is the crime, there is nothing more to say."

Scar was obviously too lazy to say much, but he still had to do the work that should be done.Boss gestured to the back, and several werewolf knights held or carried up several things placed on the wooden board.A severed hand, a notched long sword, a tuft of black hair, a piece of bloody human skin with obvious branding, a rucksack, and a dead giant wolf with arrows stuck in its body.

Boss pointed to them and explained them one by one, and the werewolves who saw these evidences became agitated.

Desiring power, wealth, and status is not a sin, and you can grab what you want by yourself. This is the norm of the werewolves themselves, but they also have their own bottom line.The strong is king, everything speaks with strength, murdering companions and framing others by dark means despite not having enough strength, are all despicable behaviors in the werewolf values, and more importantly, this is directly aimed at the pharmacist.

Since the white-haired pharmacist settled in Sachel, many werewolves, including Darby's family, have benefited from him. Although he clearly belonged to the patriarch's side, the pharmacist never participated in any fights within the clan.

"My son can die, why can't he die!"

Many werewolves showed contemptuous looks at him, Scar snorted, "That's really stupid." He raised his chin.

The werewolf with the long knife on his waist stepped forward and stood beside the wooden pillar.

"Draw the knife." Scar said coldly.A knife came out of its sheath.

"Cut off your left hand." The screams resounded through the square.

"Cut off the right leg." There was another neat sound of bone and flesh breaking.

"All but Darby's immediate family had their heads beheaded. The rest were left to bleed to death, and the bones were left to be eaten by vultures."

After the execution was over, a crimson puddle appeared in the center of the sacrificial square. A line of blood meandered over and was stepped on by Scar. He stepped on the sticky blood and walked in front of the dying Darby. Lifting his eyes, he continued to curse him in a barely audible voice.Scar lowered his gaze slightly, stepped on Darby's head, and then exerted force.

When Darby died, apart from Qiqi, the Bis knight directly under Scar, howled, the other werewolves didn't know how to react, apparently even they were not used to this kind of scene.The strong smell of blood pervading the entire sacrificial square attracted a kind of butterfly. The blood-sucking butterflies with red eye-like lines on the black and blue background flew one after another, flying in groups above the blood pool. , Surrounded by this creepy and beautiful creature, Scar looked up at the clear blue sky.

"Now, people can be brought back," he said.

The medicinal effect of the white ronghua powder lived up to the reputation, and the effect was astonishing. When Yun Shen in the greenhouse saw the pharmacist again, his complexion had recovered very well, and the injury on his shoulder seemed to have no effect on him.

"Sorcerer."

"Mr. Pingyang." Yun Shen, who was standing among green leaves and white flowers, smiled slightly at him.

The pharmacist looked around and said with emotion: "It's really amazing...whether this building or these plants."

In the wide and bright space, green and white colors that give people a clean and fresh feeling almost occupy all the field of vision. The light sunlight penetrates from the outside of the glass greenhouse, casting skeleton shadows on the flower buds.The not strong fragrance of flowers permeates the air, making people feel like they are in a dream.

"It's just a use of resources, and there are still many places that haven't been taken care of well." Yun Shen said, soft petals brushed his hand, and he looked at these vines that flourished from the culture medium, "although I don't quite understand how they can grow so fast, the Elf Prince said that their growth rate is very stable, but now..." It's like a biological invasion.

The pharmacist laughed, "This is a good thing, magician."

"But I have to consider giving them a little more space." Yun Shen said, "By the way, if you need it, here are the seedlings specially bred for transplanting."

"It's an honor for a pharmacist to be able to cultivate this herb with his own hands. Unfortunately, I have to leave for a few months. I wonder if I can...?"

"Of course." Yun Shen said, "You are always welcome here."

It took a while for the pharmacist to say the word thank you in a low voice. Yun Shen saw his mood swings and changed the subject.

"What do you think about the young man who participated in the sneak attack?"

"Although the people I saved in this life may not be as many as Scar's, it's better if people don't die. After all, he is only a child. I remember his face. Later," the pharmacist said, "if you don't mind, the sorcerer, let him continue to live."

"Child?" Yun Shen was a little surprised, the young man was only a little shorter than him.

"His name is Anse Billen, and he is only 15 years old this year," said the pharmacist.