"The medicine is coming!"

The people who were originally busy baking clothes heard the sound and rushed there in a swarm.

The crude pottery bowl contains medicine juice and is slowly steaming.

The woman in the village had a stern face and scooped the soup and medicine according to people.

Originally, these medicines also had to be charged, but the one who dispensed the medicine was Peng Xianren, and the one who boiled the medicine was the people who served Peng Xianren. Peng Xianren said that these prices were soaring to the villagers, which meant that they could ask for money for the caravan to stay at the price just now. Thinking about it this way, it was easier. After all, if the caravan ran away, they would not make any money.

"Don't squeeze!"

The crowds were surging, and the noise was endless.

Mo Li heard something wrong in the house and went out without even asking about Feng Xingge.

After looking at the situation again, he found that during the period when he and Meng Qi were delaying in Dr. Peng's house, hundreds of people came to Lingyao Village.

The medicine is far from enough, so there is a fight.

People who travel around Pengze generally know that the terrible disease is so terrible. Even those who don’t know have heard of it from the hired coachman, so everyone wants to drink medicine first, for fear that they will be entangled by hungry ghosts if they are too late.

Lingyao Village used to have caravans. People from neighboring villages came to seek medical treatment, but they all came in batches, and they basically didn’t rush together.

Today is different. The heavy rainstorms flooded many places, and the water levels of rivers and lakes rose and overflowed the embankment. The low-terrain area has become a country of terrain.

People from nearby villages were rowing boats to Lingyao Village in panic, and the people from Lingyao Village were also actively going out to "rescue" people.

These villagers only know that more people come, they can make more money, but they don’t count how many people the houses in the village can accommodate.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Qi shouted angrily.

The crowded crowd suddenly paused, and they felt dizzy, hugged their heads, and looked around in horror.

Dr. Peng was helped out by Han Can and Mo Li. When he saw so many people, Dr. Han's face also changed.

"What are you squeezing?" Han Can scolded skillfully, "How to drink medicine, I have to listen to Peng Xianren. How long have you been soaking in the water? Where is the water from? You come and grab the medicine. What should I do if I drink it wrong?"

Mo Li: "…"

Although it's nonsense, it's very useful?

The crowd slowly dispersed. Although some people were not so superstitious about Dr. Peng and really regarded him as an immortal, everyone was killed.

"Those who are over forty or fifteen are under soaked in the water for more than an hour, let Xianren Peng take a look first.

"Don't squeeze, if you're messy, if you go wrong, you'll delay things even more!"

Han Can has internal skills and a better voice. He can hear his voice from afar.

When the foreign caravan saw that the people accompanying Peng Xianren were indeed capable, they slowly calmed down.

In this case, Dr. Peng naturally had no time to take pulses to these people one by one, so he could only show off his appearance. He mainly relied on "looking" to divide people with thin and poor faces and older faces aside. After this type of person entered the body, his strength was poor and his chances of high fever and acute illness were higher.

"I'm afraid I'm going to bother my nephew today." Dr. Peng said worriedly.

He and Han Can alone could not cope with more and more people.

Mo Li responded without frowning. Palpation and pulse can be performed very quickly for martial arts masters without any need to feel it carefully. Just look at whether the person is inappropriate. For example, if you have fever and sweating, it is very fast. You can do it while handing the bowl to prevent crowds or to separate people.

Someone noticed Mo Li's actions, but they didn't think much about it. One reason was that Mo Li changed into clothes, they thought that this was the person around Peng Xianren, and the other reason was that the warrior of Lingyao Village maliciously thought that everyone was afraid of death. Didn't this guy who looked a little bit taller and bowed his head to work for Peng Xianren?

If Mo Li didn't have the heart to pay attention to them, Meng Qi would be different.

So the people in Lingyao Village felt that they were surprisingly unlucky today. They tripped over stones while walking, and their clothes were hanged by branches.

At the beginning, some people cursed, but slowly no one dared to speak. Did they really do something wrong and affect their fortune and longevity?

Seeing the number of people in the village gradually increasing, they smiled and slowly closed their mouths, vigilantly ran back to move the jar of ointment, hid the money, and went to find Peng Xianren worriedly. Water bandits came to Lingyao Village. They were afraid that there were bandits mixed in, so they took out a knife at night and killed them all.

After all, Lingyao Village is the richest village nearby, and the caravans gathered here are carrying goods.

The more the villagers think about it, the more they become, the more afraid they are.

Seeing Dr. Peng being so busy that he had to rack his brains to make up words to deal with these villagers, Mo Li sighed deeply.

Han Can quietly closed the door and whispered to Mo Li in the backyard: "Don't worry, there are no water bandits nearby, and there are all refugees who know how to do martial arts. They can deal with them with the caravan's own manpower. I know many disciples in the Hengshan Sect, as well as some senior brothers and junior brothers from the outer sect, some of whom are in escort agencies, saying that Fengxing Pavilion has been killing Pengze's water bandits recently, and it is very strange. Fengxing Pavilion is just selling news. Although there are many masters in it, they don't move lightly, which makes no sense..."

Meng Qi didn't follow him when they were talking, but he could hear him anyway.

After hearing what Han Can said, both of them thought about it.

Han Can continued on the other side: "It's not that it's not that it's not good to suppress the water bandits, but Peng Ze is very big. He "birth" another nest in less than half a year. As long as there is an empty land that can make money, there will always be people from the world who are too poor to eat and become bandits. It's useless for anyone except the government."

Even if it is an official, as long as it is not stationed there and does not leave, something will still happen.

He can also collude with officials and bandits, but Han Can doesn't know about these things. He just learned martial arts in the Hengshan School for ten years and had never dealt with the government.

Mo Li thought about it and asked, "Peng Shibo thinks something is strange?"

"This... my uncle asked you about Fengxing Pavilion not for the sake of the water bandits. Although it was strange, it was a good thing for the people near Pengze. My uncle had something else to ask. I want to hide it from you. In fact, we have never dealt with the people in Fengxing Pavilion on the surface, but we had a tacit understanding in secret." Han Can hesitated a little, as if he didn't know where to start.

Mo Li was no longer the moment he left Zhushan County. He had heard along the way and Meng Qi's "show demonstration". Mo Li could get the key points with a simple matter with a little thought.

"Is it a ointment?"

Han Can looked at him in surprise when he heard this: "How do you know?"

It seems to be true, Mo Li said again: "Fengxingge sells ointments to prevent and treat diseases to the people of the martial arts world?"

Han Can thought Mo Li had bought it, so he nodded quickly and said, "Yes, but the ointment recipes they sold were different from ours. They were mixed with spices, which smelled much better. Moreover, the ointment actually applied to the body and melted slowly when it came to water. On the one hand, it retained odor and deworming. On the other hand, it applied a thick layer to prevent the skin from directly touching the water. The invisible insects could not get in. My uncle said that as long as I understood the cause of the disease, it was not difficult to get the same prescription. The one sold by Fengxingge was more like ointment... Cough, it looks better, and it would not look like a layer of mud on the body after applying it, which attracted attention. I heard that there were caravans who disliked our ointment to use these. Those young masters and scholars who were afraid of falling into the water and wanted to come to visit the lake also applied it. In fact, this is a good thing, and my uncle was very happy."

It’s not that Dr. Peng did not improve the prescription of ointment, but his goal of improving was to make it easier to make and make the medicinal materials cheaper. The poor can’t afford it.

What does it matter if it smells bad or looks ugly? If it can save your life.

"Fengxing Pavilion is well-informed, and it is not surprising that it knows the truth about the evil disease." Mo Li said slowly.

"Not." Obviously, Han Can thought so too.

Fengxingge sells news, and the business targets are not just the people in the martial arts world, but they are caravans. Anyway, they are not poor people, so the real "Peng Xianren ointment" cannot be sold.

"Everyone says Fengxing Pavilion is well-informed. I guess they have been to Lingyao Village and have been there more than once."

As soon as Han Can finished speaking, Mo Li Mengqi's expression became a little strange.

No, at least there may be one coachman Lao Qi in the village who came with them now.

Of course, it may not be Fengxingge, after all, it is just a guess.

"To be honest, what I worry most about over the years is not the ignorant villagers or the government, but the fear of coming from a gangster who knows nothing and wants to be a hero." Han Can showed a toothache expression and said with difficulty, "Especially those who come from a noble family, who are young and do not know anything, and who only knows how to do things and can't speak."

Meng Qi knew the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect Jinjian Taoist they met in Qinghu Town, Pingzhou. Didn’t they just bring a group of people and a mate from a cloth shop to break into the town to eliminate violence and eliminate the ruling of the Holy Lotus Altar?

I never thought that I could beat the incense master of the Holy Lotus Altar, but ended up killing the Buzhuang clerk.

Although these people were all deprived of their martial arts by Meng Qi and Mo Li in the end, if they had not met Meng Qi and the others, they would probably have their own lives taken over by the Master of the Holy Lotus Altar.

Dr. Peng is not a Holy Lotus Altar that deceives the people and tries to rebel. It is really troublesome to have a young man come to him.

"There were some of them earlier. When they heard that I was a disciple of the Hengshan Sect, they not only were not afraid, but their eyes were shining, and they were yelling to ask the Hengshan Sect to clean up the sect. I think they were either hoping that Hengshan Sect would give a big ugly to give their own sect, or they really thought that exposing the dirty things of the famous and upright sects would make a name for themselves and become a knight who everyone admired." Han Can finally find someone who could complain and was very angry.

Seeing Mo Li's expression solemn, Han Can waved his hand and continued, "But later I heard that Fengxing Pavilion had appeared, there were fewer such people. Occasionally, there were only one with poor martial arts skills, and I could handle it. No matter how fierce they shouted, no one from Hengshan Sect came to me, and there was no splash in the world. Therefore, I still possessed the favor of Fengxing Pavilion."

This is what Han Can said about tacit understanding.

Fengxing Pavilion must have also inquired about the details of Lingyao Village. They neither came to expose that Peng Xianren was a fraudster who pretended to be a ghost, nor did they sell the cheap ointments from Lingyao Village to compete for business with Lingyao Village. They also helped solve some troubles later, which is already a big favor.

Han Can looked inside the house and whispered: "Uncle felt that Fengxing Pavilion had found the doctors who escaped back then, so he could know the truth about the disease. Uncle really wanted to know where the doctors who were sentenced to the government and rescued them. The two doctors were both surnamed Wei and were cousins. I didn't know how they were doing for so many years. But my uncle and I have accepted the favor of Fengxing Pavilion, and I owe them. In addition, in order to improve the prescription and buy medicinal materials, I don't have much money around me. I am also a nameless little character in Hengshan School. With the brothers who ran to the raids, I can find people at the bottom of Fengxing Pavilion to buy news and can't take any way. My uncle is even more worried about hearing bad news. I have been..."

This is the second time Han Can mentioned "so many years" in just one passage.

If the Wei brothers were too seriously injured and could not adapt to the hardships of exile, they would have been gone long ago.

If he was still alive, Dr. Peng would not have the shame to see them.

The Wei brothers suffered this great change, their family was destroyed, and they left their hometowns and were guilty of being guilty. They knew that Dr. Peng had done the most disdainful thing they despised, and they had a good temper on Dr. Peng's face. Maybe the anger passed, and if you think about it carefully, you will know Dr. Peng's difficulties, but they will feel even more uncomfortable. I wonder if they can save their families if they do this, they are afraid that they can-

In this world, it is too difficult to live.

Why bother to rush to make things difficult for others?

So Dr. Peng was undecided, and he had no money and no way, so he became a knot in his heart.

"Looking at you today, I know that Brother Shi is a disciple of Doctor Qin, Ling Fu... Well, Brother Shi's martial arts are also very good, so I want to ask." Han Can looked at Meng Qi in the distance awkwardly. Meng Qi pretended to look at the medicinal materials planted next to him with his hands behind his back.

Mo Li didn't have the chance to know whether Han Can originally meant to be "husband" or "maid".

All he knew was that the gerbil was proud.

The back was written.

Although in the eyes of others, it is a unique and free appearance.

——No, when you are talking about serious matters, why can’t you help but look at someone?
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