Xu Xiaole took Luo Yun and borrowed medicine jars, earthen stoves and iron pots on the street, while walking towards the Tudi Temple.

Luo Yun was carrying something on his back. Even though he was strong, he couldn't bear it and said, "Xiaole, where are we going?"

Xu Xiaole took his hands and led the way, saying, "You will know when you arrive. By the way, do you know about chasing the bandits?"

Of course, Luo Yun didn't know that this was not the scope of the Jinyiwei's work.

Xu Xiaole said strangely: "If nothing happened in front of you, how could Uncle Luo say that he had made meritorious service?"

Luo Yun became even more confused and said, "Maybe he said it will be in the future."

Xu Xiaole asked again: "Lao Luo, do you think if you meet a hero who is wanted by the government, will you save him or not?"

Luo Yun said strangely: "Since he is a good person, why should the government want him? Since the government wants him, how could he be a hero?"

Xu Xiaole immediately said, "Who said it! Do you think Lin Chong is a hero? Is Wu Song a hero? Is Lu Zhishen a hero? Are these all heroes wanted by the government?"

Luo Yun had no choice but to say, "That's because the Song Dynasty's government was ungrateful, so the state's government would not have such a thing."

Xu Xiaole smiled and said, "The world is as dark as a crow. How many good people can be there for officials?"

Luo Yun remained silent, and this topic was somewhat beyond his intellectual level.

Seeing Luo Yun's attitude, Xu Xiaole was a little afraid to let him see the man, but he was a little reluctant to support Cai Luo Yun. There were only a few good friends he had since childhood and had grown up to count only two: Luo Yun and Xiaoxiao. If Cai Luo Yun was rushing Cai Luo Yun now, he would be a little too unfaithful.

Before Xu Xiaole made up his mind, Luo Yun suddenly said, "Xiaole, you are smarter than me. If you say there is, then most of them are there." He said, "Although I am stupid, I can still distinguish between good and bad. As long as I am a hero, I will naturally save him."

Xu Xiaole finally put his heart in his stomach and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll feel relieved with you. I'll take you to see a hero later. You can't tell anyone. I don't tell my sister-in-law, and you can't tell your parents either."

Luo Yun hesitated a little and finally nodded.

While talking, Xu Xiaole took Luo Yun to the Land Temple. As soon as he entered, he saw Pipi jumping off the wall, climbing onto Xu Xiaole's shoulder, and shouting at Luo Yun twice.

Luo Yun grinned and put the thing on the ground, making Pipi pussy.

Xu Xiaole picked up Pipi, put it aside, and asked Luo Yun to push the hole apart.

Luo Yun was shocked when he saw Xu Xiaole pulling out a naked man from inside: "Xiaole! You are killing someone!"

Xu Xiaole thought to himself: With Luo Yun's intelligence, he shouldn't have been involved.

"Who am I killing? I want to save people!" Xu Xiaole signaled Luo Yun to take over and let the man in the cave lean on the sacred platform.

The man was weaker than before, his skin was so hot that he was still oozing out of the wound on his legs.

Xu Xiaole sent Luo Yun to fetch water, picked up some dead branches and used a soil furnace to set fire.

Suddenly, Luo Yun also brought the water, and Xu Xiaole used an iron pot to cook medicine, and it soon began to boil, and a strong smell of herbs floated out of the land temple.

With Luo Yun's help, Xu Xiaole didn't have to look at the wound on the man's leg. Although Luo Yun had some intelligence, he was a child of Jinyi after all, and the creation and treatment of wounds were both family backgrounds. He took medicine to clean the man's wounds and said, "These rotten meat seems to have to be cut off."

The man had woken up, looked at Luo Yun, raised his head, and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

Luo Yun said at a loss: "I haven't cut it before, I don't know much..."

The man had to raise his hand and said, "Give me a bowl of potion, I'll do it myself."

Xu Xiaole really thanked him for having blood dizziness and didn't have to look back and cut his flesh. Luo Yun couldn't bear to see anymore, and stood side by side with Xu Xiaole with a grin and said, "I'm so sad. He's such a good man, he can do anything."

Xu Xiaole heard the heavy breathing behind him and said, "Don't he feel pain? Doesn't his hands tremble when it hurts? Oh, see if he bleeds much? Don't faint."

Luo Yun quickly looked back, then turned around, looking like a jealous look: "There is not much bleeding, he has a needle on his leg. What is the name of this hero uncle? Is there a nickname?"

Xu Xiaole rolled his eyes and did not answer. He didn't know it himself! So Xu Xiaole immediately made up one for him and said, "The people in the martial arts world are called Xiao Yanqing."

Among the heroes of Water Margin, Xu Xiaole likes the prodigal son Yan Qing the most, so he borrowed the name of his idol to use it.

Luo Yun did not doubt that he was there and said, "Yan Qing seems to be very good at sumo wrestling. I think this uncle must be very good at it."

Xu Xiaole said: "I don't know about sumo wrestling, but it's just like Yan Qing when using hand crossbows."

They didn't avoid the man's words, but heard a voice coming from behind, saying, "Are you talking about the prodigal son Yan Qing?"

The two of them said in unison: "Of course it's him."

The man smiled and said, "It turns out that he has such a reputation, even you know it. My name is He Shaoyang, and his kung fu is what I teach you."

Luo Yunxin thought it was true and thought to himself: This is not a monster! He looked frightened and pulled Xu Xiaole's sleeve.

Xu Xiaole laughed dryly and said to Luo Yun: "He just knows how to joke."

Luo Yun turned around to look at He Shaoyang, and saw that he was sweating profusely in pain. He thought to himself: He didn't forget to joke about the pain, no wonder he was mingled with Xiaole. Could he be the hero who was wanted by the government?

He Shaoyang endured the severe pain and cut off the rotten flesh. He asked Luo Yun to come over to clean the wound, rush out the pus and blood, and said to Luo Yun: "Go and borrow some needle and thread to slit the skin and flesh."

Luo Yun glanced at Xu Xiaole and said, "It's a joke again. Only the beheaded death row prisoners will sew their heads back. How can there be any living people sew their flesh?"

He Shaoyang said oh and asked, "What do you think you should do?"

Luo Yun was a little uncertain and said, "Put the medicine and wrap it up?"

He Shaoyang said: "Go and borrow needles and threads, and you can stitch them after cooking."

Xu Xiaole felt itchy when he heard it and said, "Uncle He, can you let me see it? I saw that the ancients used sheep intestinal thread to sew wounds, but never saw a real person sew it."

He Shaoyang said without any attention: "Yes."

Xu Xiaole went to borrow needles and thread. He Shaoyang couldn't find the intestine thread for a while, so he said to use silk thread or cotton thread instead. Xu Xiaole compared the price and thought that the more expensive the better, so he took off a piece of silk.

Unfortunately, the silk was carefully and patient to be dismantled into silk threads, so he had to secretly ask Mei Qing for help, and when he returned to the Land Temple, it was getting dark.

Xu Xiaole was busy for most of the day just to take a look at the legendary stitching technique. However, Luo Yun's intelligence knows: Do you have blood dizziness, can you still see this?
Chapter completed!