The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 6: Going up the mountain to collect herbs and encountering a giant insect

"Aunt Chen."

Early the next morning, walking on the hard mud road, Shen Yuanliang tightened his jacket and walked through the dirty and messy Jingbian Fort, greeting the villagers.

"Brother Liang, are you feeling better?"

"The Shen family has finally come to an end after all the hardships they have endured, and your mother no longer has to shed tears all day long."

Seeing that Shen Yuanliang, the sickly man, now has a rosy complexion and does not look sick at all, Aunt Chen was very happy and responded enthusiastically.

A few days ago, the only doctor in Yongning City, Doctor Bai, issued a death notice for Shen Yuanliang. Everyone thought that Shen Yuanliang would only live for a few days, and the Shen family would fall into decline.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuanliang was alive and well. Aunt Chen, who had a good relationship with Shen Chen, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quietly put aside her worries.

"Brother Liang, it's so cold, where are you going?"

In front of the dilapidated house, an old lady with a thin figure, sallow face, and as thin as a bamboo pole asked with a hint of surprise in her eyes with a forced smile.

"Aunt Zhao, I'm going to the back mountain to take a look!"

Shen Yuanliang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

As a "national master" of traditional Chinese medicine in his previous life, Shen Yuanliang was very good at picking medicinal herbs. He was familiar with the habits of medicinal herbs and knew where they were suitable for growth.

"Iron Shirt" is a crude horizontal training kung fu, which contains three simple prescriptions that can replenish qi and blood, nourish the skin and flesh, and strengthen bones.

After being refined by the mysterious giant "cauldron" in Shen Yuanliang's mind, the three prescriptions became more effective and had extraordinary efficacy, and could even reduce the damage of "Iron Shirt" to the body.

At that time, the Shen family was penniless and still owed a foreign debt of thirty taels of silver. Shen Yuanliang wanted to go to the back mountain to pick herbs, boil medicine, and even exchange them for silver.

"Aunt Zhao was acting weird just now. The way she looked at me was not right."

Walking out of Jingbian Fort, Shen Yuanliang tilted his head, thinking of Aunt Zhao's flustered expression. He felt very uncomfortable, with an indescribable awkwardness and malice.

But Shen Yuanliang couldn't figure out no matter how hard he tried. What was Aunt Zhao trying to do?
"The boss, the boss."

After Shen Yuanliang walked away, Aunt Zhao looked around, ran into the house in a hurry, and shouted anxiously.

"What happened? Were you run over by a ghost?"

The middle-aged man who was smoking a pipe on the warm kang said impatiently.

"Boss, Brother Liang from the Shen family has recovered from his illness."

Aunt Zhao lifted the thick curtain and spoke in a low voice.

"Brother Liang, are you well?"

Thinking of his own plan, the middle-aged man Zhao Erniu stopped smoking, stood up straight, and walked back and forth anxiously in the small room.

The Zhao family, in fact, has a distant relationship with the Shen family. Taking advantage of this relationship, the middle-aged man plans to swallow up the Shen family in one gulp, which means to wipe out the entire family.

Now, Zhao Erniu was waiting for Shen Yuanliang to take his last breath, but he didn't expect that Shen Yuanliang was alive.

Eating up the entire family was extremely common in ancient times, mainly occurring in families without male heirs. It was a feudal custom.

Due to the idea of ​​favoring sons over daughters, when a family's male heir dies out, it is said that the family is extinct. The wives and daughters left behind will become the target of covetousness by people from the same village and clan, and the objects of their division of property.

Those who eat badly will be sold to brothels to become so-called "clean prostitutes". In the Jiangnan area of ​​the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, Liu Rushi, one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, married Qian Qianyi and gave birth to a daughter but no son.

After her husband Qian Qianyi's death, the family's huge fortune became coveted by her relatives. In order to avoid being wiped out and even being sold to a brothel again, Liu Rushi fought to the death and hanged herself.

"Mother, I have to inform Master Wang immediately."

Zhao Erniu was unwilling to miss out on such a windfall. His eyes were fierce and he clenched and unclenched his fists.

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man made up his mind that he would not let go of the "fish" that was about to be in his mouth.

Thinking of this, Zhao Erniu hurriedly put on his old boots with holes in them and ran to the Wang family compound outside Jingbian Fort.

……

“Crack!”

Half an incense stick later, walking in the quiet woods and stepping on dry branches, Shen Yuanliang was always on guard, waving the spear in his hand from time to time to alert the enemy and drive away invisible dangers, such as snakes, insects, rats and ants.

"I hope to have a good harvest. Whether I can pay off my debt depends on this time!"

"If I can dig up a hundred-year-old club, my martial arts journey will be much smoother and all crises will be solved."

After the sky cracked, the vitality of heaven and earth became more active, especially in the sparsely populated jungles. The vegetation was nourished by the vitality and became more lush and strong. Even the animals in the mountains became much more ferocious.

The Daqing Mountain at your feet is more than ten miles away from Jingbian Fort. Few people come here on weekdays. Even hunters only dare to hunt animals on the outskirts and dare not step into the mountains for fear of being eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards.

"In spring, the seedlings grow, and the stems are two or three feet high, blue-purple in color, with joints that look like crane knees or ox knees."

"The leaves are rounded like spoons, facing each other in pairs, with flowers growing in spikes at the nodes, and very fine fruits in autumn."

On a slightly open hillside, Shen Yuanliang saw a large patch of Achyranthes bidentata with withered stems and leaves, and his mind couldn't help but think of the record about Achyranthes bidentata in the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

Achyranthes bidentata has the functions of removing blood stasis and dredging menstruation, nourishing the liver and kidneys, strengthening tendons and bones, promoting diuresis and relieving stranguria, and guiding blood downward. It is an essential Chinese medicinal material in the "Iron Shirt" prescription for strengthening tendons and bones.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuanliang looked around and after feeling no threat, he took out a small medicine hoe from the backpack behind him and started digging and digging.

After a while, Shen Yuanliang removed the roots and mud from the Achyranthes bidentata and processed them briefly, then tied them into small bundles and put them into the backpack.

"Roar!"

Just as Shen Yuanliang was digging out the Achyranthes bidentata, a shocking roar sounded in his ears, accompanied by a disgusting fishy smell.

At the critical moment, Shen Yuanliang rolled on the ground and dodged to the side. He saw a huge tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead swooping down on him, opening its bloody mouth and biting him, almost swallowing half of his body.

"so close!"

Shen Yuanliang, who escaped the disaster, wiped the sweat from his forehead, placed the sharp spear in front of him, and aimed at the sneak attacking beast, which people often call a tiger.

The poem "Zhao Miao's Tiger Painting" records: "Why is the tiger coming? How majestic it is sitting on the rock with its arms around it."

The tiger, known as the mountain king, is the king of beasts. It is powerful and extremely ferocious. Even hunters dare not peek at it.

But now, the world has changed. The tigers in the mountains have become more brutal and ferocious, enough to rival an eighth-grade warrior. Shen Yuanliang just broke through to the ninth-grade warrior yesterday, and the gap between the two sides is huge.

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