After the diagnosis was completed, when it came to the preparation and decoction of the medicine, Song Chengfeng did not exhaust his savings.
He was far from being a noble and virtuous man; he was merely applying medicine to treat the wounded.
He took out the medicinal herbs he needed from the oil paper package in his bosom and handed them to Li Jing, asking her to arrange for someone to prepare the medicine according to these herbs.
Since it was a gift from the mountain, Song Chengfeng wasn't worried that they wouldn't have it.
Thinking about the origin of these medicinal herbs, Li Jing had his men bring Li Sheng over.
He was given the task of gathering herbs, and a subordinate was assigned to accompany him.
Li Sheng readily accepted, disregarding the muddy and dark mountain path, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
While waiting for the medicinal herbs, Song Chengfeng finally had a chance to rest. Just as he was wiping his sweat, he saw several pieces of clam meat sticking out from the side.
Song Chengfeng looked over and saw that it was his eldest brother who personally handed it to him, with the seventh and eighth brothers helping to pass the sweet potato chunks to the monks who were taking care of the wounded.
Song Chengfeng had just accepted the gift when the monks, unable to refuse, were met by Lao Jiu, who had just returned from relieving himself, and Li Jing's men carrying a bucket of water and several bowls...
"I figured you were all thirsty too. I washed my hands, and this gentleman helped me get the water..."
Song Chengyuan explained honestly.
The tenth brother, who never disappoints, jumped back first and then said, "What are you explaining? This is like protesting too much, you know?"
Song Chengyuan put down the bucket, shoved the bowls into the hands of Sixth Brother and Li Jing's men, asking them to help distribute them, and then chased after the tenth brother who had been fighting...
He had only rushed a few steps when his third brother shushed him.
Wen Shishi in his arms rolled over, her lips moved, and she shrank her neck as if trying to hide her discomfort...
Not only was Song Chengxin frozen in place, but the two who were chasing him also seemed to be under a spell, remaining motionless and craning their necks to look at Wen Shishi...
I was afraid of waking her up.
Once Wen Shishi made no further noise, the Ninth Prince calmed down and glared at the Eleventh Prince through gritted teeth.
Old Ten covered his lips with both hands and made a big funny face.
Song Chenghou shook his head helplessly.
As the shadows outside the window darkened, Lao Jiu (Song Chengyuan) remained impassive, pretending to push open the door, and asked in a low voice, "Is there enough water? If not, I'll go get some more..."
His actions alerted the fourth and fifth brothers.
He glanced at his elder brother, originally planning to have one of them go out with the ninth brother while the other remained in the hall to guard...
Jiang Xinyu glanced at Qin Shan, who immediately ordered several people to guard the area around the hall.
Song Chenghou nodded slightly, and the fourth and fifth brothers pretended to go out to take over, and went out with the ninth brother.
Upon seeing this, Song Chengfeng got up, pretended to stretch his muscles, and wandered around the hall.
He walked over to one of the Jiang family's men guarding the corner and around the window, whispered something in their ear, and then returned to a distance...
In an orderly manner, he took out a bundle from his bosom, selected several kinds of medicinal herbs, a considerable quantity, and found a stone to grind them into powder.
Seemingly unintentionally, he got up and strolled over to the Jiang family's men guarding the area, slipping a handful of food into each of their hands...
When they are sure no one is watching, sprinkle the powder in the corners of the walls and around the bed.
After doing all this, the fourth brother and the others returned.
He lowered his voice, "I couldn't keep up."
Old Nine's voice sounded somewhat discouraged.
The second brother, Song Chengjian, comforted them, "It's dark, and they're familiar with the terrain, so it's normal that they can't keep up."
It's unclear whether their purpose is to observe our movements or to cause trouble...
The third brother, seemingly wise but actually foolish, said, "Whether it's the first or the second type, they definitely have ulterior motives."
If we are acting with integrity, why can't we enter through the main gate?
Even the first scenario, observing in secret, might be a way of waiting for the right opportunity to strike...
When he sensed his younger brothers' astonishment at his intelligence, Song Chengxin's confidence swelled instantly.
After pondering for a moment, Song Chengjian reminded him, "Third brother is right!"
There's still some time before dawn, or rather, before the ceremony on the altar ends...
Everyone takes turns. If you need to go to the toilet, go as soon as possible, and you must be accompanied by someone.
"Every corner of the hall must be kept under surveillance. If any unusual activity is detected, it should be discussed immediately."
They couldn't have been unaware of what Lao Liu had just done.
But the second brother was not afraid at all. No matter what poison or insects they used, they probably didn't know that the sixth brother was their ancestor!
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