Chapter 2 Blood Calling the Soul

The town's name is "Seven Station" and is the seventh post station on the exit road. Twenty years ago, Wang Shi was suppressing bandits at the border, driving thousands of cars and changing cars. Thousands of miles of food are fed, and it costs a lot of money a day. Although it has not been done its best, it has brought together the people and the exiles. There are also merchants who inject capital and craftsmen present their art. Everyone collected firewood and built a market town.

The town has its own pharmacy. Although no one cherishes medicinal materials such as ginseng, Tianqi, Poreya, Ganoderma lucidum, bear bile, etc., there is no shortage of herbs to disinfect and remove heat, stop bleeding and remove blood stasis. Rong Hui walked around the alley and walked into the medicine hall. He saw that the old shopkeeper was concentrate on pounding the medicine, so he tapped on the counter. Dong, Dong, Dong!" Three crisp sounds, smiling and greeting: "Shopkeeper, grab the medicine!"

The old shopkeeper kept holding a glimpse of the visitor as a young man in short brown. He was known to be a servant, and his head was not biased. He casually responded: "The prescription."

Rong Hui was stunned when he heard it, and then remembered that he had to go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine with the prescription signed by the doctor. First, eating a dead person has nothing to do with the pharmacy. Second, look at the price of the prescription, and the doctor who prescribes the medicine can also get a kickback.

The old shopkeeper didn't hear the answer, so he turned his head and narrowed his eyes to see that the young man was familiar. Thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized: "Oh! It turned out to be Xiaohui of 'Autumn Moon Restaurant'! Old man Xiao asked you to take the medicine? He pretended to be surprised: "It's really sick. What are you afraid of? What's wrong with him?"

Rong Hui had thought for a long time and smiled and responded: "Mr. Xiao is tough! It's just that the master in the store lost his mind, cut his finger, and lost a lot of blood. Mr. Xiao asked me to grab two Angelica, a small bag of golden sore medicine and two taels of pasture grass!" With that, he took out the money bag and discharged 13 copper coins on the counter.

Qiuyue Restaurant is exactly where Rong Hui is a handyman. He said that the cook cut his finger in the morning, which was difficult. It's just that the elderly don't like to be considered delirious, so they only pay attention to the name of the medicine and judge the disease. Seeing the copper plate again, I didn't have time to think about it carefully, so I said, "When Angelica replenishes the blood, the golden sores medicine to stop the bleeding, as for herding grass... It can cure all diseases, and it's okay for ordinary people to prepare more!"

As he said, he took the medicine from the medicine drawer. Although there are many medicine cabinets, the old shopkeeper came and weighed them casually. In a moment, the medicine was wrapped and 13 copper coins were received. His hands and feet are sharp and he looks very proud.

Rong Hui not only broke his wealth, but also learned to pose: "If you again, please cut down your body and make it into a finale with these two shepherd grass." He took out another copper coin and pushed it to the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper was slightly unhappy. For the sake of the copper plate, he still reluctantly took it. Rong Hui saw that the old man looked warm and angry, and was afraid that he would be short and two catties, so he quickly made a smile: "Mr. Xiao said that he has been a little angry recently, and he wants to use this Angelica to get rid of the fire."

The old shopkeeper raised his eyebrows slightly and grinned and scolded: "Oh? When did old Mr. Xiao start to study pharmacologicals? Can't he grab it? With that, he took out a new medicine jar and tattled the Angelica.

Rong Hui casually asked how to take medicine to heal wounds while the old shopkeeper was pounding medicine. It is pleasant to talk about people's strengths. Although the old shopkeeper opened a pharmacy, he also knows some medical and pharmacological. Now he is naturally overjoyed to show off two words in front of the teenager.

With little effort, Rong Hui took the medicine and exchanged a few words with the old man before saying goodbye. Walking out of the pharmacy, I saw that there were still many vendors in the town, and there was an stream of pedestrians, but I didn't dare to look more. Still rushed back along the same road, only worried about the beauty hidden in the house and being discovered.

He slipped back to the hall from the back door and saw that Mr. Xiao and others had not returned. Zhang Dali was still bragging at the door of the lobby and breathed a sigh of relief. Quietly returned to the room and saw the girl still lying **. She slipped into the kitchen, closed the doors and windows, and made a fire to boil medicine.

In order to let diners eat and drink leisurely, the restaurant often separates the hall from the kitchen. The kitchen is designed by skillful craftsmen. Close the doors and windows, firewood smoke goes straight to the ridge wall, and finally overflows from the southeast wall, and the end is silent and colorless.

Rong Hui made a fire and decoction, purely with a fierce attack. Just three quarters, six large bowls of water have been boiled into two small bowls of medicinal juice and a small bowl of pasture. He returned to the room with the medicine. As soon as he brought the door, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps and walked here alone. The steps were steady and long, and it was Mr. Xiao who went back to the backyard.

Rong Hui's heart was stirred, and he just wanted to take the initiative to explain and ask for justice. Looking down at the girl's beautiful appearance and dying, she felt pity in her heart. In fact, it is not necessarily inappropriate for him to give the girl to everyone for treatment. It's just that young people get good things and always want to hide secretly. It's like picking up injured cats and dogs outside and secretly raising them, which is just a child's nature.

Rong Hui decided to carry it to the end, took a deep breath, picked up the ** girl, and let her lean in front of her. A girl's body fragrance penetrated his chest, which made him pound and breathless.

He took a few deep breaths, settled his mind, fed and poured with a spoon, and sent two bowls of medicine into the girl's abdomen. At a glance, when I saw that two big bowls were dripping, I felt that I was not in vain. Satisfied, he put down the medicine bowl, raised his finger on the tip of the girl's nose, and smiled happily: "The girl is so good!" She applied the "paed grass" to the wound on her arm, and finally pulled off the sheets sun-dried on June 6 to wrap it for her, and finally tied it with a small cloth before applying the medicine.

Seeing that she was deeply poisoned, it was really difficult to save her, so he could only comfort himself: "I heard that the cattle in spring ploughing were bitten by poisonous snakes. As long as they eat weeds and rest for a few days. Moreover, the poisonous hidden weapons are not fresh, and the toxicity is sharply reduced. You are a human, better than a cow, and you must be better. Take a deep breath, copy the sword on the side of the bed, wipe it clean with cotton cloth and cooking wine, and put the golden sore medicine at hand to prepare for bloodletting and detoxification.

He had a sharp sword in his hand, and suddenly remembered that when the rich man with a sword came to hit the tip, he always slapped the scabbard heavily on the table and shouted, "Xiao Er, wine, meat!" So majestic. But now I have to cut a sword on the girl's wrist, and my wrists tremble with fear.

He squatted in front of the bed, pressed the girl's wrist with his left hand, and put a medicine bowl under her wrist. He turned his head and gently stroked his right sword. The little wrist shook violently, but the sword was cut heavily.

Rong Hui was shocked and looked back to see the blood dripping down. He waited to fill two medicine bowls and quickly tighten the cloth on the girl's wrist, and the black blood was still flowing. This sword is indeed cut deep!" When he saw the bleeding, he sprinkled the "knife tip medicine". The powder melted in his hands and was washed away by dirty blood. After a long time, the blood flow stopped.

Rong Hui felt a little relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled away the cloth on the girl's wrist. The girl's blood was well connected, the blood gushed out, and the powder was washed away again.

Rong Hui had a headache and was busy for a long time to stop bleeding from the girl's wrist. He sighed and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Bad girl, you are not big and have a lot of blood. If you die, my 14 cents will be spent in vain..." He bowed down and picked up the sword on the ground, had an idea, and then said, "Your sword looks good. If you die, use it to pay for my medical money!" With that, he held the sword in his right hand and popped out with his left middle finger. The sword finger hit each other, "when--" with a muffled sound, which only made his fingertips numb. He couldn't help shrinking his fingers and putting it in front of his mouth to blow vigorously.

As soon as noon arrived, diners came to the store. Rong Hui served tea and water in the lobby and greeted the guests. Seeing Yan Liang registering the accounts on the counter, Kang and Chen were cooking in the kitchen. Zhang Dali and Zhao Ming robbed the work in the kitchen and were also busy. They rolled their eyes: "If you know that there is a delicate little beauty hidden in the young master's room, I don't know how to envy." He was proud, but he saw Mr. Xiao sitting behind the counter and squinting around searching.

He was angry and funny, and secretly congratulated himself: "It's better for you to sit in the hall than to sit in the backyard and teach me to be worried." It has been less than three quarters to send away the last table of diners.

The guys sat around the lobby for lunch. When Mr. Xiao saw that Zhang Dali was about to move his chopsticks, he coughed and stopped. Everyone's hearts were strange. Looking at him calmly, he pulled out a scroll from his cuffs and slowly unfolded towards the crowd. It turned out to be a portrait of a girl.

Everyone lost their voices and praised it as a man of heaven. Rong Hui was shocked that the person in the painting was the ** one! Xiao Lao glanced at everyone's look and saw that Rong Hui was slightly panicked. He couldn't help frowning and asked him with a smile, "Huh? Xiaohui, have you seen this girl?

Rong Hui blinked his eyes and seemed to come to his senses. He blushed and shook his head and smiled: "No, I haven't seen it! She is so beautiful, like a female ghost... a female ghost!"

Zhao Ming laughed, Zhang Dali picked up his chopsticks with a smile, and went to pick up Rong Hui's head. He had a good time, and his men were really strong. As soon as the chopsticks left the table, they were stopped by Xiao Lao with a soft hum. Yan Liang couldn't stop laughing: "Didn't I teach you? Zi doesn't say strange power and chaos, ghosts and gods, stay away from it!"

"What nonsense!" Mr. Xiao frowned and shouted, but thought that this man had never seen the world, could not speak, and he disdained to argue with him. He sighed, lowered his eyes and whispered, "It's good that I haven't seen it!" As for some distraction, it is also human's normal!"

Rong Hui was greatly comforted. He finally revealed this section and smiled secretly: "Old people like the harmony and reunion of the younger generation. If the shopkeeper doesn't say anything, how dare you do it to me? In the eyes of the shopkeeper, who is the shopkeeper? You will suffer in the future!"

Over the years, Zhang Damian has been working as a handyman, flattering the shopkeeper, like a grandfather. To please the neighborhood is like a brother. Suppress shopmates, such as managing subordinates. Although it is high and low, it looks exquisite on all sides and looks decent. But Rong Hui has everything he got. Xiao Lao acquiesced in Yan Liang teaching Rong Hui to read and read, and now he has learned half of the Analects of Confucius. But he doesn't even know a basket of big words.

Everyone looked at the picture carefully and saw that the woman in the picture was wearing Lingyun's bun and deep clothes with narrow edges. She was fluttering and gloating. She was a stunning beauty and couldn't help squeaking her mouth and admiring. Yan Liang's fingers were empty, laughing at everyone's vulgarity, and chanting loudly: "Yunji E'e, Xiu's eyebrows are connected, the red lips are bright, and the teeth are fresh inside. Bright eyes are favored, auxiliary power, magnificent and elegant, quiet and leisurely. Soft and charming, charming with words.

Everyone was very disgusted with Yan Liang's chewing words. At this time, when they heard him attaching the text, they felt that the scene was harmonious, pleasing to the eyes, and couldn't help nod. Rong Hui saw that everyone looked lustful and only scolded in his heart: "There is a real person hidden in the young master's room, and you only have a similar portrait in your hand. What's to show!"

Xiao Lao suddenly felt inappropriate and coughed gently: "Well, the steward on the mountain came..." But when he saw everyone wandering outside, he couldn't take his eyes off him and ignored himself at all. He was angry and funny.

He slowly rolled up the picture scroll and then said, "From the mountain, this girl is a flying female thief with many evil deeds. After being injured by real people on the mountain, she hid in our town. If someone gets this woman, he can be killed on the spot. With her head on the mountain, she will be rewarded with 20 taels of silver.

The mountain mentioned by Mr. Xiao is a lotus mountain that goes a hundred miles to the east. There is a "false view" on the mountain. In the view, martial arts is prevalent and masters are gathered, which is a major force under Fang today. After a hundred years of operation, many shops in the surrounding city have been classified as subordinate industries.

Everyone was stunned, but Yan Liang laughed: "I can't even hold a female thief, and she calls herself a 'real person'!"

Zhang Dali and Zhao Ming were shocked to hear that he was so arrogant. They hurriedly looked out of the door and dared not answer. Xiao Lao felt very happy and nodded secretly. Looking at the crowd again, he couldn't help sighing when he saw that the two masters, Kang and Chen, did not dare to say anything. Seeing that Rong Hui was still dull, he was angry in his heart.

He is surprisingly honest. If you hit him, he will suffer without saying a word. You scolded him, and he listened with a lowbrow. He also listened politely to what people said. Whether it's a gag or a Taoist, he never says a word. It only makes people boring and lazy to beat and scold. He simply disappeared and was not upset. He usually served tea and handed over water, and didn't look for him for letters and errands. If he hadn't had the hobbies of his peers, he would have been almost a person.

Although everyone was reluctant to give up the woman in the painting, they were excited when they heard the real 20 taels of reward. Xiao Lao glanced at Rong Hui, hummed, and saw everyone leaping. Finally, he asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Dali first satisfed and patted his chest to guarantee: "As long as the female thief comes here, we will be the first to avoid her. After receiving the reward silver, I have a few pairs!" Everyone listened to him righteously and silently praised him.

Xiao Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I mean, um-" He coughed softly and lowered his voice: "That female thief had better not be found. Even if you find it, don't find it here, otherwise, not to mention the twenty taels of silver, the misfortune and fortune are unpredictable!" Seeing that everyone looked surprised, they had to continue to explain: "Have you seen any wanted picture painted in color and painted with a whole body. There must be something strange about this..."

Aus is a demon, and it's time to stop. Everyone suddenly opened up, not only knowing that this matter was a blessing, but also more doubtful. Mr. Xiao had to say, "Calculations the days, it's time for the ladies who went up the mountain to go back. Tomorrow, we will change into clean clothes, and the lobby should be swept, wiped, placed, put, and cleaned up! Prepare more fresh fruits and vegetables, black tea snacks, and your hands and feet are sharp!"

It has become a custom to eat crabs and enjoy chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival. Within thousands of miles, the lotus mountain wins, and the "Taixuguan" on the mountain is the first of the "Sanqing religion". So every spring outing and autumn hunting, or midsummer, the families in the nearby Fucheng will take their families to Lianshan Mountain. Because of this, the "too virtual" industry is getting bigger and bigger, and its reputation is getting louder and louder.

After lunch, Rong Hui, Zhang Dali and Zhao Ming went to the gambling as usual. The casino is located in an alley in the town, and the gambling is full of shopmates. In the past, Rong Hui was happy to pass the time. But today, there is a beauty in the room, how dare you go out easily? But if you don't go out, won't "three hundred taels of silver here" be suspected? Looking ahead for a while, I still decided to go to gamble, and at worst, I could get back 20 taels of silver.

Guys don't have much to bet on three or two copper coins. Although the stakes are small, they are all happy. And apprentices like Rong Hui can only shout around and join in the fun.

Under the sycamore tree, between the two walls, more than ten people gathered around a broken table of the Eight Immortals and shouted. It was a teenager sitting in the village, and his voice was the loudest: "I'm down! Down! Buy big and win big, buy small and win small... Buy and leave!" With that, he took the dice cup and put three dice into it and shook it vigorously. The dice hit the wall, and the sound was crisp and pleasant.

Everyone moved at will, jumped straight, and couldn't help touching out the copper plate, either big or small. Those who call big shout "big" and those who suppress small naturally shout "small". Rong Hui saw that the teenager sitting in the village was "big", so he stood outside the circle and shouted, "Small-small-small..." Zhang Dali and Zhao Ming echoed.

It turns out that the teenager sitting in the village is the "little turtle slave" in the town's prostitutes. The prostitutes have already received a lot of rewards, and the girls also come to him to buy medicine and powder, among which the kickback is even more considerable. Nowadays, the prosperous world is peaceful, laughing at poverty without laughing at prostitutes. Rong Hui and others saw that he not only had money to spend, but also could often go in and out of flower streets and willow alleys. In addition to envy, he sometimes complains about his parents: "Why don't you send yourself to a brothel as an apprentice?"

The three were jealous by Mu Sheng, so as long as the banker bought a small one, they shouted big together. And when I had a few copper coins on hand, I also bet, but I couldn't play a few banks, and finally won and lost back.

The rise of the three people shouted, and there was no objection to the sunset in the west corner. Fang felt that his mouth was dry, so he had to go back to the restaurant to greet the guests. Rong Hui waited for the restaurant to be closed in the evening and brought back half a bowl of hot water on the pot. Knowing the girl's details, he was down-to-earth. He reached out to explore her condition and found that the high fever had subsided and his body no longer trembled. It's just that his face is pale and his breath is weak, and he can't see it alive.

He saw a futile event and couldn't help aggrieved in his heart: "After all, Angelica is an ordinary blood tonic. If it goes on like this, this girl is probably hopeless..." However, he did not know that the girl's childhood skills have accumulated a lot. If he had time to force poison to heal wounds, it would be enough to take the shepherd grass to detoxify. However, after he released a lot of poisonous blood, although the poison wound was relieved, the blood was insufficient and it was no longer possible to work.

Rong Hui thought again: "Deer blood has the magic effect of nourishing blood and benefiting essence, removing blood stasis, reducing swelling and healing. If you can give her a bowl, you can save her life... I'm a man, better than a beast!" For a while, I was so angry that I didn't believe that I couldn't save this girl. After pulling out the sword and wiping it several times, the horizontal sword was on his chest, raised his left wrist, and gently slid on the blade. In an hour, blood burst out.

He threw away his sword and hurriedly grabbed a white porcelain bowl to catch the blood. The sword was not heavy, and the blood flow gradually decreased. Before a bowl of blood was full, the wound had condensed itself. Support the girl, take up the bowl and feed it, and give it to her. I cut another bowl, and I was already dizzy. After sending her to take it again, she let the girl lie back in place.

He was dizzy and just wanted to say, "I'm also benevolent!" Sitting on the edge of the bed, I saw that the girl was really beautiful. I admired it for a long time, and felt that the man should save her a delicate little girl. My mind was set, and tiredness surged into my eyes, and then I thought about how to sleep: "This bed is mine. Of course, I should sleep!" I'm afraid that the girl will die at night and cheat the corpse. So he took a step back: "In autumn, you can't let me sleep underground!" With a sigh, he had to take the straw mat in the corner and open the cage to find a quilt. He got under the bed and opened the floor. He lay down and couldn't help laughing at himself: "If you cheat the corpse, you can't bend your hands and feet, and you can't hurt your brother!" Blow out the candle and go back to the bottom of the bed to sleep.

Rong Hui was tired and slept until the sun. Fortunately, he was not on duty in the morning, and no one came to call. He had a wound on his wrist, so he had to wear a thick sleeve and said, "Autumn clothes are hard to dry. You can wear them for a few more days." And the business of the restaurant is very good, and a table often has to eat three groups of guests. The diners came and went in a hurry, and Rong Hui's eyes were quick and helped remove the dishes and bowls without any stagnation.

Xiao Lao was still sitting behind the cabinet and stalking. He was relieved to see "Xiao Hui" with his hands and feet. But as soon as Rong Hui opened the curtain and entered the backyard, he picked up the plate and devoured it. After swallowing all the meat in the plate, he sent it to the kitchen.

Zhang Dali did chores in the kitchen and learned to cook. When he saw that there was no meat on the plate, he was so angry that he cursed: "Bad boy, you only have a few taels of meat, and you have learned to eat alone!" Although he can't forgive his mouth, the store is too busy, how can he talk for a moment?

Rong Hui grinned and said, "Brother Zhang, don't worry, the next plate of meat is yours!" With that, he picked up a plate of shredded pork with green pepper, went back to the lobby to serve the guests, and collected the whole dish.

After the noon business, the clerks have to wash dishes and dishes before they can rest. Zhao Ming and Zhang Dali ate alone when they saw Rong Hui, so they didn't ask him to go to gamble. Rong Hui had a good time and went back to his room to see the beauty.