MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 2 Taste Herbs

  Chapter 2 Tasting Herbs

   "Fuck, it hurts me!"

  Jiang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the hatchet, and sat on the ground panting.

   It was the first time for him to kill someone, so it was a bit exciting.

  But Jiang Ming didn't regret it.

   "If you are alive, you will definitely cause me a lot of trouble, so... I can only ask you to sacrifice for the overall situation."

  The wound on his chest healed slowly, and Jiang Ming looked at the corpse beside him without any pity, but had a deeper understanding of his own situation.

  "If the strength is low, the life is as cheap as dirt, anyone can step on it..."

  According to the memory of his predecessor, even if he didn't meet Huang Laogui today, when he sold this Fire Cloud Grass, he would be exploited layer by layer, and even bring **** disasters.

  The medicinal herbs worth thirty taels of silver are lucky to have a hundred copper coins safe in the bag.

   "It would be too aggrieved to continue like this..."

  The dog is also divided into methods. The tortoise retracts its head into its stomach, and when it grows old, it is still an old tortoise whose shell has been scribbled on.

  Jiang Ming doesn't want to be an old tortoise.

   "Gou Dao is not a coward, and only by becoming stronger can you be more stable."

   "So the first goal is to quietly practice martial arts, become stronger, and live better."

  Jiang Ming straightened out his thoughts, only felt that his thoughts were clear, and he suddenly became enlightened, so he went to the bottom of the cliff to pack up the hatchets, medicine baskets and other items he had fallen, and prepared to leave here.

  As for Huang Laogui's body, he wasn't too worried. In his impression, this guy has been walking alone. It usually takes a few months to go to the mountains. He rarely interacts with others, but every time he can gain a lot.

  By the time someone thinks about it, they will probably have already been gnawed into a pile of bones by wild beasts.

   "Every year, there are not seven or eight, but three or four of the herb pickers who accidentally break down in the mountains... Those who fell off the cliff, those who encountered jackals, those who ate poisonous mushrooms... Not many more."

but…

   "You're all dead, it's not easy on a hot day... I can't take a knife for nothing."

  Jiang Ming was talking to himself, his hands had already reached the corpse of Huang Laogui, and began to grope.

  A string of copper plates, only twenty or so.

  Anthelmintic powder.

   A few pieces of dry food to satisfy the hunger...

   "Huh?" Jiang Ming suddenly widened his eyes.

  He actually found out two grains of broken silver, adding up to more than one or two.

   "So rich?" Jiang Ming was puzzled.

  Silver is not an ordinary thing.

  One tael of silver is worth a thousand copper coins, and ordinary herb pickers can't save so much in a few years, let alone carry it with them when they go up the mountain.

   "This guy has a secret." Jiang Ming's heart moved, and he touched it more carefully.

  However, he didn't find anything for a long time, and when he was about to give up, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

  On Huang Laogui's tattered clothes, there was an inconspicuous gray-white patch. It didn't feel like rough linen, but like a piece of high-quality animal skin.

  Tear~

  Jiang Ming tore off the palm-sized patch and looked around.

   "This is..." He fixed his eyes.

   On the back of the animal skin patch, densely packed small black characters are impressively written.

   Thanks to a few days of learning how to read from an old neighbor in his predecessor, Jiang Ming was able to read roughly after stumbling.

   "Prescription?"

  Jiang Ming suddenly realized, and finally understood why Huang Laogui was rich and always looked like he was short of energy and blood.

   This is a prescription that uses human blood as the main medicine, but it is given to animals.

  After taking this medicine, ordinary birds and beasts can give birth to a trace of spirituality, and gradually obey the person who provided the blood for their drive.

  In the memory of his predecessor, Huang Laogui did feed animals such as cats, dogs and rabbits.

   "It seems that he used his own blood to refine medicine, drove animals into the mountains to find medicine for him, and made a lot of money from it..."

   But in memory, the animals raised by Huang Laogui have changed a lot.

   After all, even experienced herb pickers will be injured if they are not careful in the mountains, not to mention domestic animals that have just been born with spirituality are simply extra food for the wild beasts in the mountains.

  As for why Huang Laogui didn't directly raise wild animals in the mountains, Jiang Ming guessed that it was because wild animals were more difficult to tame and needed more medicine.

  Old ghost Huang is just an ordinary person, and he has already lost his vitality and blood after feeding ordinary cats and dogs, so how dare he attack wild animals...

   "For ordinary people, this is simply a forbidden technique for harming the body, but... these problems do not exist for me at all!"

  Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and he had a hunch that this prescription in his hands might have a great effect.

  Carefully put the animal hide in his arms, and took away the money and dry food. He didn't touch the things left by Huang Laogui, after all, he might be recognized by others.

  Recalling the usual route of collecting herbs, Jiang Ming put on the worn-out bamboo hat, carried the medicine basket on his back, and continued walking into the mountains with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

   Along the way, Jiang Ming also picked some herbs based on his memory, but some of them looked too similar, so he could only distinguish them by taste.

  For other herb collectors, eating herbs indiscriminately is an extremely dangerous move, but for Jiang Ming, it can only be divided into delicious and bad.

   Even if it is a highly poisonous herb, it will only make Jiang Ming's stomach hurt for a while...

   Later, Jiang Ming even walked and tasted all the way, tasted almost all the plants and trees he saw, and classified them in his heart.

   "Stomach hurts, very poisonous!"

   "It can refresh you, but you have diarrhea!"

   "Bitter taste, slightly poisonous, may have unknown medicinal effects!"

   "The taste is not bad, like sweet potato leaves, grab more for dinner..."

   "Poisonous mushrooms...eh?"

  Time gradually passed, and Jiang Ming shuttled through the deep mountains and old forests, using the medicine shovel, small hoe, and herb-picking sickle in his hand in turn, and his medicine-picking skills were gradually improving.

  Since he crossed over to become a medicine picker, he planned to play this role well first. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and one has to work hard to become familiar with the skills.

  Twilight in the mountains comes quietly, unknowingly, the green pines are solemn and solemn, the rocks are dim, and the shadows of the trees are swaying and swaying, floating and sinking in the mist.

  The air has become sultry, the sky is cloudy, it seems that there will be a heavy rain.

  Jiang Ming lifted the medicine basket to his shoulder, quickened his pace, and rushed to a cliff in his memory.

  The night in the mountains and forests is more dangerous than the daytime. Poisonous insects and beasts are infested. If you are not careful, you are prone to bad luck. Every herb collector has several familiar hiding spots.

   Soon, dark clouds covered the last ray of sunlight, and there was faint thunder.

  Jiang Ming finally saw a rocky and low cliff, like a strangely shaped dark monster, dormant in the mountains and forests.

  He climbed up, and in the middle of the low cliff, he pushed aside a piece of dry vines, and a small cave suddenly appeared in front of him.

  In the cave, there were a broken clay pot, two rotten bowls, a few dry branches, and some dried animal excrement.

   "Fortunately, I remember correctly." Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, put down the medicine basket and odds and ends, and cleaned the cave a little bit.

  Boom~

  He had just finished all this when a thunderbolt suddenly exploded, and raindrops the size of soybeans crackled down, pouring down in the blink of an eye.

  click~

  Glaring lightning illuminates the mountains and forests. In the dead silence, all spirits are dormant, only the majesty of the sky, the sound of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, like the voice of an oracle, smashes into the hearts of all living beings, making people awe and intoxicated.

   "It's safe tonight..." Jiang Ming smiled.

  Animals are sometimes smarter than humans and know how to fear God's power, so they won't run around looking for food at this time.

  He took the broken clay pot to the entrance of the cave, washed it casually with rainwater, and brought back another pot of rainwater, ready to make a pot of stew for dinner.

  It took a long time to use the flint, and finally lit the dry wood. Jiang Ming put the clay pot on the shelf, and began to prepare the ingredients.

  The main course was fire cloud grass. Jiang Ming cut it into several sections casually, and threw it into the clay pot together with the grass leaves similar to sweet potato leaves.

   This fire cloud grass is very valuable, but Jiang Ming is very clear about the reason why it is a crime to conceive a jade.

   "This fire cloud grass can make Huang Laogui want to kill people, and it can also make other people greedy... Rather than risking a hundred copper coins, I might as well eat it myself."

  He looked curiously: "I heard that this thing can nourish Qi and blood, and it is a great tonic for martial arts. I don't know if it is true or not?"

  Jiang Ming is now in a weak body and eager to practice martial arts to become stronger. Naturally, he has great expectations for the medicinal effect of this fire cloud grass.

  Then, he took out a pile of colorful mushrooms from the medicine basket, and stuffed them into clay pots. Watching them churn and churn in the boiling water, he couldn't help swallowing.

  In the previous life, I wanted to eat but didn’t dare, but in this life I finally seized the opportunity, let’s show off first.

   "I heard that the more poisonous the more delicious..."

   Soon, the rich aroma spread, making Jiang Ming move his index finger.

  Outside the cave, it was raining heavily and the night was gloomy.

  In the cave, the firewood is crackling, the thick soup is bubbling...

  Jiang Ming sat quietly, with various thoughts flashing through his mind.

  The bewilderment of coming to the new world, the fear of being discovered by others, the worry about gain and loss, the impetuous excitement of wanting to become stronger and explore the unknown...

   Gradually, thousands of emotions were stripped away, leaving only the rain in front of me, running through the world:

   "Since you are in this game, what is there to be afraid of? It's just from heaven to earth..."

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  (end of this chapter)