C59 What Is Called a Letter from Home

She woke Xiao Huan and handed him the steamed bun.

Xiao Heng stared at the steamed bun and shook his head. "Something unknown might be poisonous."

Yun Zhui rolled his eyes. "Didn't you eat quite happily this morning?"

"You also said that if you didn't think that the Mountain Bandits were only after money, their brains wouldn't even be useful on their necks. The Second Boss personally brought the breakfast. Moreover, I would have waited until they had eaten before taking it. Otherwise, why would there only be two bowls of porridge? "

Yun Shu, "…" So it was like this.

She was so hungry that her head felt dizzy. Hearing his words, she simply broke the steamed bun into two halves, tore a piece from the middle, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it several times. After swallowing it, she finally put the broken bun into Xiao Huan's hand: "It shouldn't be poisonous. Eat it." She felt it was better to be poisoned than starved to death.

She was about to sit down and fill her stomach when she heard a few gurgling sounds from the right and front corners of the room. Only then did she remember that there were others in the room.

Therefore, she took two steamed buns and walked to the right side. She squatted down to wake up the man in black clothes, but he still slept soundly without any reaction to her voice. She could only gently prod the black clothed man on his shoulder, "Young Master, wake up first."

Only then did the man in black roll over, rubbing his eyes half sitting up, "What's the matter, Miss?"

"There's food here. Although I don't know who threw it in, but I just tested it, so it shouldn't be poisonous." She handed him one of the steamed buns.

The man took the steamed bun from her hand and took a bite. He smiled: "Even if there is poison, I can't do anything about it now. Thank you very much miss."

Yun Shu walked to another corner and woke the blue-clothed man up, giving him the remaining steamed bun in his hand.

The blue-clothed man immediately wanted to wake up his professional cousin, and after calling him in a low voice, he probably felt that this was not quite right, so he turned to ask Yun Shu: "Miss, this one wants to give the food this lady sent to me to my cousin. If you mind, this lady can take back the food that was given to me just now."

Yun Shu inwardly sighed at the wooden fish head: "If I give you the thing, it's yours. No matter how you handle it, it has nothing to do with me." With that, Yun Shu turned and left.

"Thank you, Miss." The blue-clothed man's voice of thanks came from behind him.

After finishing the bun, Yun Shu threw the Xuan paper that was used to wrap the bun to the side and laid down to rest. The next day, when she woke up, she saw Xiao Heng holding a piece of extremely wrinkled Xuan paper. It was obviously the same piece of steamed bun that she had wrapped up last night.

It was clearly written in beautiful little paper letters: Letter at Noon. Leave the rest to me.

"This is my nephew's handwriting." Xiao Heng said in a low voice as he turned his head to look at her.

It was no wonder that he had been staring at the letter the entire time. Yun Zhui nodded. "But why would you write a letter without a pen and ink?"

"Then we'll talk about it at noon. Maybe someone will bring it over." As he spoke, he pushed aside the straw and folded the side of the xuan paper outside. He rubbed it against the ground several times until he had completely erased the words on it. Then, he hid the Xuan paper under the straw, tearing it into pieces.

No one brought them food this morning, as if they had been forgotten by the Mountain Bandits, but just as noon came, the smell of food grew stronger and stronger, and soon the special door was pushed open.

The man who came in first shortened the chain around an arm's length from the feet of the four of them, and then those who carried the plentiful food came in and set it out of their reach in the middle of the room — which, of course, was only for the four trapped by the ankle-chain, not for the free movement of the clouds in the room.

The last person to enter the room was the knife-scarred man. In his hand was a set of four treasures: "Are you all hungry?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the food was plentiful, they probably wouldn't even want to raise their eyelids for him.

"Now, we have a way out for all of you. As long as the four of you obediently write a letter asking for your fare, we will let you walk out of our Black Tiger Stronghold. We don't need much. As long as you write down your family's documents, all of these dishes will belong to you, and everyone will be able to eat this until your family's fare is sent over. However, all four family letters must be written, and not a single one less.

Xiao Heng said: "Alright, Second Boss, you can bring the four treasures to me first. I'll write them down first."

Seeing that Xiao Heng was so straightforward, the knife-scarred man immediately passed the things over. "I like straightforward people like you. If someone doesn't write it in the end... Blacky hasn't eaten human flesh for a long time. Have you ever seen hyenas hunt? They will pounce on you, first bite your leg, then your stomach, and after that, pull out your internal organs. The scariest thing is, you will very likely be personally witnessing how all of this has happened. "

When the man in white heard the latter half of his words, his face immediately turned pale. "I will write as well!" Give it to me when he's finished. "

The man in black cast a sidelong glance at the knife-scarred man and said, "Give me the pen and paper when they are done writing."

"Wouldn't it have been fine if I had revealed it earlier. Since I didn't have to say something so frightening, the remaining one …" After saying that, he shifted his gaze onto the blue-clothed man who was leaning against the wall and not saying a word.

The blue clothed man chuckled, "Do I have any choice?"

"That's good. It seems that everyone understands." The knife-scarred man laughed.

Xiao Heng handed the written letter to the knife-scarred man. The knife-scarred man frowned as he looked at it: "Hey, what you wrote was wrong. I didn't say that you could bring this girl away."

"Then what can I do to take her away? I have already written a total of two thousand taels of ransom. "

"Don't you have to reason with me? That's not the only thing I want to sell to a brothel, not to mention a person with slightly better looks. " As he spoke, the knife-scarred man stared at Yun Zhuang and smiled in a somewhat vulgar manner.

"Second Boss, be careful when you speak in front of me. Be careful of any more beautiful girls in the future. Second Boss will not have any good fortune." Her tone was unpleasant, and she even looked at a spot below his waist, whether intentionally or not.

The knife-scarred man laughed, "One bid, and the two of them get a total of three thousand taels."

Just as Yunshu was about to scold him for asking such an exorbitant price, he didn't expect that Xiao Heng would beat her to it. He directly said "Deal." Then, he changed the word "two thousand taels" on the letter to "three thousand taels". The knife-scarred man then folded the letter and put it away in his sleeve.

After the four of them finished writing down their so-called home, the knife-scarred man returned the iron chains to their original length so that they could have a feast.

As soon as the knife-scarred man left the room, he called a meeting with the other leaders of the village. Since there were three different addresses in three different directions — two of the trees had the same address on their letters, they planned to send three of them to each of the four letters.

"Big Bro and Third Bro shouldn't go. If they don't go back to normal after the journey, who would want to go back?" The two letters were addressed to Eno, and it would take about ten days on horseback to get back and forth. The addresses of the remaining two letters are in the city, not far from the stronghold. You can go back and forth within a day, but one is in the pawnshop to the east and the other is in the inn to the north. " The knife-scarred man threw the four letters on the long table.

It didn't take long before someone else volunteered himself. After deciding who was going to deliver the message, they suddenly heard the sound of porcelain being kicked down from outside the room. However, when they went out to look, there was no one there, not even the porcelain that had been kicked down.

The sixth brother who went to deliver the letter to the inn only planned to set off after dinner. However, just as he changed into a cloak and mounted the horse, he felt something wrong with his stomach. He quickly dismounted and ran to the latrine to relieve himself.

However, not long after he left the latrine, his stomach began to hurt again. After repeating this several times, he was so exhausted that he had to hold on to the door for support.

"Hey, little brother, come over and help me take a look." This time, he was very lucky. Just as he came out of the latrine, he ran into a doctor in the stronghold. This youth was caught along with an old doctor from a small hospital.

At first, they thought that this youth was the old doctor's apprentice, thinking that the old could not cure the old and the old, and that at least the young one might cure the old one. They didn't expect that this young one was just the old doctor's patient, but the young one had nowhere to go.

That old doctor had no relatives, and the infirmary was located in an extremely remote area. There were not many people visiting him, so no one had discovered that the old doctor had disappeared, let alone reported him to an official.

Originally, they wanted to get rid of this youth, but the old doctor's hands and feet weren't nimble and this young man learned things very quickly, so they left the boy to learn medicine from the old doctor and secretly decided to keep the two of them trapped in the village for a long time.

The youth checked Liu Ming's pulse and gently shook his head as he sighed: "Sixth Boss is infected by a strange disease. Is there a living room during this period of time?"

"Yes, there have been …" Was it because he got into trouble doing that sort of thing? "Why is there nothing happening to me below?"

The teenager nodded. "If not, why would I call it a strange disease? "Before, I read in a medical book that there was an unknown strange disease that spread through the bedroom, but the patient didn't seem to have anything strange about it. He just had diarrhea for the first few days of the infection and then recovered, but then died suddenly after the 981st day."

The sixth brother's expression changed drastically and he immediately grabbed his arm, "Little doctor, you have to save me." If you save my life, I'll give you half of my belongings. If it's not enough … If you want all of my belongings, that's fine. "

The youth patted his hand: "The Sixth Master is quite calm. Luckily, I found that medical book by chance earlier, otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to do it."

Hearing him say so, the sixth brother let out a sigh of relief. "So this disease can be cured?"

The youth took out a small porcelain bottle from his waist, poured out a black pill, and handed it to him. "Take this first."

The sixth brother did as he was told and hurriedly asked, "Little doctor, is this all right?"

The young man shook his head, "How can it be so easy to cure this strange poison? "After two hours, the Sixth Master will need to drink another antidote. After another two hours, there will be another antidote. Only after taking five different antidote will the poison in the Sixth Master's body be completely expelled."

"I understand now. Little Doctor, give me the remaining four antidotes. I will remember to take them when we hurry on our journey."

The youth frowned: "These last four medicines can only be cooked on the spot. Moreover, the heat and time of cooking are very particular. It's just that the Sixth Master is going out now …" Since he couldn't afford to delay the detoxification, the earlier he detoxified the poison, the better it was so that the damage to his body wouldn't increase. "What should we do …" He rubbed his chin a few times, pretending to be very worried.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to follow me down the mountain. I'll go get someone to prepare a horse."

"This... Alright, I'll go back to my master and get the herbs that I need. " When the youth turned around to leave, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.