"Brother:
When you see this letter, I will probably be dead. I wonder if you will feel sad for me.
These medicinal herbs are the fruits of my labor over the years, and are also the last gift I can give you.
I know you love to study medicinal herbs, especially when you come across newly discovered herbs, you will always try every possible way to verify their various medicinal effects.
So, when I discovered this herb, I knew you would like it.
But, brother, promise me that you won’t let anyone else plant it here anymore.
I just feel a little sorry that I can't see you for the last time, but it's also good this way. If I can't see you, then all that will remain in my memory is that handsome young man.
Senior brother, goodbye forever. If there is a next life, I still want to meet you early.
But at that time I will definitely seize it firmly and will not let the opportunity slip away from me again.
Take care, brother.
Junior Sister Huang Li's final words.
This letter was written by Huang Li to Jiang Xinian and was kept here early on. Perhaps she knew that she didn't have much time left.
I just didn't expect Xiao Lingling to come here.
Xiao Lingling put the letter away and planned to find an opportunity to deliver it to her master.
As for the medicinal herbs, she collected them carefully.
She always felt that there must be some secret about this medicinal herb, otherwise her uncle would not have given her so many instructions.
In order to find the secret, Xiao Lingling searched the entire room and finally found two notebooks under a pile of medical books on the desk.
These two notebooks look quite old, and the paper and handwriting inside have turned yellow.
Little Bell was afraid of damaging the book, so she turned each page carefully. But when she saw the content, she was still shocked.
After reading these two notebooks, she finally understood the reason.
It turns out that kind of medicinal herb actually needs fresh blood and flesh as nutrients!
Huang Li first discovered it next to an animal carcass in a mountain stream.
At that time, she looked at this plant as if she had never seen it before. Knowing that Jiang Xinian liked to study these things, she dug it up with its roots.
As a result, it started to rain heavily before we could get back. We were soaked through and had no choice but to find a cave to take shelter from the rain.
But she was weak to begin with, and after being caught in the rain, she soon began to have a headache and fever.
She casually grabbed a handful of herbs for treating colds from the medicine basket, boiled them in a bamboo tube, and drank them. After a while, she began to feel hot and sweat all over.
And in just a quarter of an hour, the symptoms of the cold subsided.
She felt something was wrong and immediately searched through the medicine residue, only to find that she had accidentally mixed in a leaf of that new plant.
She immediately guessed the effect of the medicine and carefully took it back to cultivate.
Unfortunately, no matter how carefully she took care of the medicine, it showed no signs of continuing to grow, and even its leaves began to wither.
It was also by chance that she accidentally scratched her finger with a hoe while weeding, and blood immediately dripped down.
Immediately afterwards, the medicine seemed to be moisturized, and he grew a little taller the next day.
Only then did she understand the key and tried it a few more times.
She found that as long as it was flesh and blood, even animal flesh would work, but for some reason, the effect was always inferior to her blood.
At first, she did not use her own blood, but later when she was out practicing medicine, she was accidentally poisoned.
The poison is called Thousand Spider Drunk, and it is the most terrible poison in history. It is made up of the venom of dozens or even hundreds of poisonous spiders, and there is no antidote at all.
She knew that her death was not far away, so in order to leave more medicinal herbs before she died, she frantically used her own blood to cultivate the magic velvet flower.
The wounds on her arms were inflicted intermittently over the past two years. For this purpose, she had to endure the painful experience of poison attacks twice a month.
But she always held on until today, when she could no longer hold on.
She didn't want people to continue growing this medicinal herb, which required blood as nutrients, and this was a cultivation method that was difficult for people to accept.
If it is not good, it will also affect people's mentality.
So, she didn't just tell people not to cultivate, and the letter didn't mention anything related to cultivation at all.
Maybe she wanted to destroy this notebook, but she just didn't have time.
Little Bell burned the book about growing velvet flowers.
She kept the other notebook that recorded her moods at different times. After all, apart from this villa, only this notebook had traces of her uncle.
I don’t plan to keep the little bell from the villa, but it would be a shame to burn it, as it’s all the hard work of my uncle.
So she planned to keep it first, and then see if she could use it for good deeds later, which could also be considered as accumulating blessings for her uncle.
As for the master's uncle's body, Xiao Lingdang burned it according to her wishes, and temporarily packed up the final ashes, planning to wait for a clear day to find a good place to set the master's uncle free.
After dealing with all this, the night passed quickly.
When she was about to leave, she realized that the rain outside had become heavier.
The rain fell heavily on the ground, and soon there was water in the yard.
The heavy rain looked like someone was pouring water down from the sky with a ladle. The raindrops were connected together and looked particularly creepy.
"Oh no, why is the rain suddenly so heavy?"
Little Lingling put on her straw raincoat, quickly went to the roof and looked into the distance, only to find that it was pitch black everywhere. It was already morning, but not even a ray of sunlight could get through.
The raindrops hitting her actually caused her a slight pain.
In this situation, she had no way of determining the direction, let alone going back to find someone.
But the feeling of uneasiness in her heart began to grow stronger and stronger.
If the rain here is so heavy, what will the situation be like in Wencheng Prefecture further south?
Xiao Lingling pinched her fingers quickly and couldn't help clenching her teeth.
She looked far away in the approximate direction where Su Jingshuo was now. The cave they were in was big enough and located relatively high, almost halfway up the mountain.
She left behind enough food, firewood and other things. Logically speaking, they should have no problem living for half a month.
After all, the carriages are still there, as well as the things that Su Jingshuo and the others have prepared themselves, so there is no need to worry for a while.
If she casts spells continuously to drive south now, she should be able to arrive within two days!
Phew, let’s fight!
We have to go. If we don’t go now, I’m afraid many people won’t be able to hold on.
After she made her decision, she no longer hesitated and went down to lock all the rooms in the villa, leaving drainage holes.
This place is also on the mountainside, so there is no need to worry about it being flooded. Just lock it tightly. No one will come out to rob in this kind of weather anyway.
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