The county horse is a medicine jar

Sun Wenqian hosted a banquet for Lin Sishen at Xianhelou, the largest restaurant in Dingxi City.

It was almost time to go to the banquet, and Sun Wenqian specially sent someone to carry the official sedan chair with great fanfare to the gate of the official post to pick Lin Sishen to the Crane Tower.And this scene was watched by many people, who secretly sneered at the new imperial envoy.

Lin Sishen was taken to the banquet, only Meng Lin was brought by her side, the rest remained in the official post.

Although Lin Sishen left, there were still many eyeliners around the official post, not only Lin Sishen, but also Mo Zhu and the few remaining guards were all closely watched.

Following Lin Sishen's instructions, Mo Zhu changed her clothes and left through the back door of the official post after she left. After throwing off the eyeliner behind her, she began to scout around the city.

The people in Dingxi City are extremely wary of strangers, but they will not speak when strangers approach.Even if you just chat a few words casually, you still don't know what to ask.

Mo Zhu thought she was going to return in vain, but when she passed by a narrow alley, she saw an old lady who had fallen down. The old lady was holding a wooden stick, and her clothes were in tatters. He struggled feebly on the ground for a long time, but did not get up.

What's even more strange is that many people passing by have seen her, but no one stepped forward to help her up. Instead, they hurried away and left with a chilling indifference.

Seeing this, Mo Zhu couldn't bear it, so he quickly stepped forward to help the old lady up.

The old lady seemed not so clear-headed. After touching Mo Zhu's arm, she clung to it and kept asking Mo Zhu repeatedly if she had seen her son, a blacksmith named Liu with a red birthmark on his face. .

Mo Zhu took the trouble to answer again and again that he hadn't seen it, but the old lady still asked again and again.

A kind-hearted aunt passing by saw Mo Zhu being entangled by the old lady, and couldn't help but stepped forward to remind Mo Zhu that the old lady was a lunatic, and his son was beheaded by the government two years ago for murder and robbery.

After her son was beheaded, the old lady cried and went blind, and her brain became abnormal. Whenever she saw someone, she asked if she had seen her son. She also said that she saw her son coming home one night a year ago. .

A blind man who claimed to have seen his dead son seemed to have gone mad indeed.

Seeing that Mo Zhu was so kind, the granny also kindly reminded: "I said girl, I only reminded you because of your kindness. You better leave her alone and go home quickly. If you see it, it’s incredible.”

"Official errand?"

Mo Zhu couldn't help being a little puzzled: "Auntie, I just saw this old lady is pitiful and planned to help her up and take her home. Why can't the officials see her?"

Unexpectedly, when Mo Zhu asked such a question, the aunt's face immediately changed: "Aren't you from Dingxi City?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't care about Mo Zhu and the old lady, and without saying a word, she quickened her pace and left as if fleeing.

Mo Zhu was not surprised, she felt sorry for the old lady who was wandering outside alone in the evening, so she asked the old lady's address and sent her back.

The old lady was indeed somewhat inconsistent, and she kept asking Mo Zhu if she had seen her son along the way.Mo Zhu asked casually, did she really see her son a year ago? Unexpectedly, the old lady seemed to wake up suddenly, and clearly explained the situation when she saw her son coming home that night. Inform Mo Zhu.

The old lady said that a year ago her eyes were not so blind that she couldn't see clearly, and when the lamp was lit at night, she could still see some blurred scenes clearly.She didn't sleep that night, she dug out her son's old clothes and mended them.

In the dead of night, she suddenly heard someone calling mother outside the door, and she recognized her son's voice immediately, but before she opened the door, the dog in the yard suddenly barked.

After she opened the door, she vaguely saw the frightened face of her son in front of the courtyard door, as if being dragged away by something, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

If it was someone else, the old lady might admit her mistake, but she would never admit her son's voice and face no matter what.

The old lady described the events of that night in great detail. Even after Mo Zhu asked her several times, her answer was still the same. The words did not seem to be fabricated by a crazy person.

The old lady said that she had told people in the city that her son was still alive, but those people only thought what she said was crazy and didn't believe it at all.

Not only that, when the officials saw her mentioning her son to others, they would come forward and drive them away with bad words. After a long time, no one dared to talk to her.

For so long, Mo Zhu was the first kind person who was willing to listen to her talk.

From entering the city to now, the people in the city avoid outsiders, and only this crazy old lady is willing to talk about the things in the city with Mo Zhu.Mo Zhu took the opportunity to ask her if there were any other strange things happening in the city.

The old lady was indeed a little confused, and she didn't know many things, but Mo Zhu really got something from her mouth.

Before Dingxi City was hit by natural disasters, some people disappeared intermittently in the city, and those who disappeared without a reason were blacksmiths without exception.

The old lady claimed that her son was honest and honest, and never committed any crimes. One day, he was suddenly arrested by the officials, saying that he had killed someone, and he was beheaded that day. Even the old lady had never seen the dead body.

When she went to the government office to inquire, the official said that her son's body had been stolen and eaten by wild dogs, and there was not even a bone left.

These things were indeed strange and coincidental, Mo Zhu had a vague premonition of uneasiness, just when she was about to give the old lady some silver taels, and then rushed back to the official post, suddenly a stone shot towards her from the back window.

Mo Zhu raised his hand vigilantly, grasped the round stone accurately, and then heard a low-pitched reminder from outside the window: "Someone is coming, hurry up."

The man only made a hasty reminder and then fell silent, as if he had already left.

Mo Zhu didn't stay any longer, she took two silver ingots from her body, stuffed them into the old lady's hands for her to put away, and then turned them out through the back window.

In the blink of an eye after Mo Zhu left, more than a dozen officials suddenly came outside the old lady's house, directly broke into the old lady's room, and asked her if anyone had been here just now, and if she had said anything that should not be said.

Mo Zhu didn't leave immediately after opening the window, but hid on a big tree with lush branches not far from the backyard. Through the gaps in the branches, she saw those ferocious officials who were pressing the old lady.

They not only pushed the old lady to the ground, but also stepped on the old lady's chest, slapped her face with the knife in their hands, and asked her viciously what she had said to the stranger.

Seeing the officer punching and kicking the panicked and incoherent old lady, Mo Zhu almost couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, just when she was about to make a move, suddenly a chill rose up her back, and someone approached quietly she.

Mo Zhu instinctively turned around and struck out with all his strength, but unfortunately, the person who came was superior, not only approached her quietly, but also easily deflected her attack.

Before Mo Zhu could see the face of the person coming, the person quickly grabbed her veins, pressed her against the tree trunk with his backhand, making her unable to move.

Mo Zhu was pressed against the tree trunk, a flash of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, she was about to speak, but she heard a charming chuckle, and then a familiar voice, whispered jokingly: "I didn't expect you to look weak and weak. Weak, yet so fierce in one shot."

This person's voice is very familiar, it seems that it is the same person who just lowered his voice to remind her to leave.

Mo Zhu clenched his teeth, shy and angrily said: "It's you!"

After the words fell, his hand was suddenly released, Mo Zhu turned around with a dark face, and he met Meng Yange's peachy eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Meng Yange didn't care about Mo Zhu's embarrassing and resentful eyes, raised his hand and lazily pulled a strand of black hair behind his ear, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, who else do you think can save you? Your Mr. Lin is in danger right now. There was a lot of debauchery at the Hongmen Banquet."

Being pushed on the tree by Meng Yange indecently, Mo Zhu didn't seem to intend to pursue it, but when she heard Meng Yange say that Lin Sishen was having a good time, she immediately frowned and said in a cold voice: "My son went to the banquet to temporarily stabilize the situation. Living with Sun Wenqian and the others, why would you spend the day talking about it?"

Meng Yange, who was originally smiling carelessly with her lips curled up, suddenly lost her smile when she heard that Mo Zhu was protecting Lin Sishen so much. She looked at Mo Zhu in a daze, and said with dark eyes, "You really resemble her, you are so Protect her."

Mo Zhu didn't understand who Meng Yange was referring to, but seeing Meng Yange's disappointed expression, she relaxed a little: "Who are you talking about?"

Meng Yange reluctantly lifted his lips and smiled, and replied speciously: "It's a stupid woman who treats Lin Sishen as a treasure just like you."

After saying this, Meng Yange shook her head lightly, as if she wanted to get rid of the person in her mind. She raised her eyes to look at the dilapidated wooden house not far away, raised her chin slightly, and signaled: " They're gone."

Mo Zhu took a look at Meng Yange, pursed his lips and looked back, and he saw the overbearing officials leaving the wooden house, and the poor old lady was lying motionless on the ground.

Worried about the situation of the old lady, Mo Zhu jumped down without hesitation and rushed straight to the wooden house.

After Meng Yange hesitated for a moment, he also followed.

The old lady's body was already weak, and she was kicked several times by those vicious officials. She couldn't breathe, she lost her breath and pulse.

Seeing the old man's miserable state, Meng Yange's expression turned serious. She looked at the old lady with pity, and sighed softly: "It's really pitiful."

Mo Zhu knelt on the ground and asked without looking back: "Then why did you stop me just now?"

Meng Yange turned his eyes away, and said softly: "You can't show your face yet, if the officials recognize your face, it will be even more difficult to investigate the case."

Hearing what Meng Yange said, Mo Zhu didn't pay any attention to her anymore, but helped the old lady who was out of breath, carefully placed her on the bed, and took out a silver needle bag from her waist.

After opening the needle bag, inside was a row of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses.

Meng Yange walked to Mo Zhu's side, glanced with his head, and asked in surprise, "Could it be possible that this old man can still be saved?"

Mo Zhu still ignored her, took a thin silver needle as long as a finger seriously and concentratedly, touched the old man's pulse gate, and dropped the needle accurately and quickly.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Zhu continued to drop the needles, the speed was so fast and accurate, there was almost no hesitation, each needle landed on the correct acupuncture point.

After all the silver needles fell, Mo Zhu took out another porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured a drop of colorless and odorless liquid from it, and wiped it on the old lady's crotch.

Under Meng Yange's amazed gaze, the seemingly dead old lady miraculously recovered her pulse and breathing under Mo Zhu's treatment.

Seeing the old lady come back to life, and Mo Zhu methodically took off the silver needles one by one without saying a word, Meng Yange couldn't help staring at her and sighed softly: "I can't tell, your medical skills ...so powerful."