Murong Zijue suppressed the contempt in her heart and immediately nodded and said: "Village Chief, is this kind of white sand smoke of yours considered a good smoke?"

The village chief nodded proudly: "Of course! These are the best cigarettes in our Bishang Village! I only have the last three packs left in my hand. These are the ones I specially begged from others when I went to the outside world last time.

baby."

Murong Zijue had no intention of listening to his nonsense! What worried her most now was Lin Erdan's poisonous injury!

Lin Erdan was lying there, not knowing whether he was dead or alive! If she hadn't been worried that the village chief wouldn't be able to accept it, she would have just said that she would give him a truckload of Chinese soft-packed cigarettes!

Of course, even if she really said this, I am afraid that the village chief would not be able to understand it at all: Are Zhonghua soft pack cigarettes more high-end than Baisha cigarettes?

She suppressed the emotion that was difficult to describe and said in a low-key voice: "Village Chief, to be honest, several of our friends have a little money outside. Therefore, as long as you are willing to ask for the cigarettes you smoke, we can supply them in large quantities."

Supply! How about giving you three boxes first?"

The village chief was stunned: "What did you say? Three boxes? Boom!" His wife squinted and looked at Murong Zijue in front of him, "Three boxes? Have you ever seen three boxes of cigarettes? How many are they?"

Murong Zijue said: "Let me tell you, as long as you can cure our friend, let alone three boxes, thirty boxes! I, Murong Zijue, can still deliver it to you here."

She didn't know exactly where this wall village was on the map, but she was absolutely sure that she could deliver thirty boxes of cigarettes here.

The village chief laughed: "Haha! You girl, you are taller than me and can blow a cannon! Thirty boxes? Okay, just as you said, send us thirty boxes of Baisha cigarettes, I promise

This dead man can be cured."

"Okay!" Murong Zijue agreed without hesitation, "But we don't have so many cigarettes on hand right now. But our friend is critically injured and needs treatment immediately."

The village chief, Gao Dapao, squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's useless to brag to me. If I don't tell you, Uncle Mu Bai will definitely not treat you."

Murong Zijue was so anxious! She said angrily: "I can write you an IOU! Gao Dapao, as long as you can take us to see Uncle Mu Bai, I promise to deliver these thirty cartons of cigarettes to you within half a month.

come over!"

By saying this, Murong Zijue has already reduced her abilities countless times. This little thing is simply too easy for her.

But how can the surrounding villagers understand the abilities of the eldest daughter of the Murong family?

Many people began to mock him, thinking that Murong Zijue was bragging.

In their Bishang Village, the most powerful girl can only chop three bundles of firewood every day. Make thirty boxes of these cigarettes? I'm afraid she won't be able to do it in this life!

Murong Zijue, who was so anxious that he felt angry, tried his best to make excuses, and finally signed an IOU ten minutes later. He and the village chief Gao Dapao signed their names respectively, emphasizing that Murong Zijue owed Gao Dapao.

Thirty cartons of cigarettes.

Then Gao Dapao asked Xiao Heiniu to lead Murong Zijue and three others to find Uncle Mu Bai.

Soon, from the discussion of these villagers, Murong Zijue understood that this uncle Mu Bai was not from Bishang Village, but from outside. He had lived here in seclusion for more than ten years.

If there is something wrong with the villagers, as long as they find him, Uncle Mu Bai will definitely help to cure it. However, Mu Bai does have a rule, which is not to treat people from outside.

However, Murong Zijue must seek treatment! In order to cure Lin Erdan, she is willing to pay no matter how much she has to do!

Two Murong secret guards, carrying the completely unconscious Lin Erdan on their backs, finally arrived at a thatched hut on the wall at the highest point of the village. This hut obviously had a higher status than ordinary villagers, and there was a tenth-level inscription in front of the door.

The steps and the stones on the steps are all polished. It seems that the owner of this hut has many people visiting him frequently.

The little black cow immediately jumped up the steps and shouted loudly: "Grandpa Mu Bai! Someone has been poisoned! Come out and have a look."

"Ahem, whose child was poisoned? Little Hei Niu, you are quite enthusiastic."

There was a coughing sound in this lofty hut. The old man's voice was muddy, and it was obvious that he had some lung problems.

The little black cow couldn't hide his words and immediately said: "It's an outsider. He's already dead."

Murong Zijue was helpless: Already dead? Are we here to bring people back to life? This is simply ridiculous!

The old voice in the hut smiled bitterly: "Haha...little black cow, you are talking nonsense. As the saying goes, medicine can't cure the disease, and Buddha can help the destined person. Since the patient is dead, I don't need to treat him."

When Murong Zijue heard the old man talking like this, she suddenly felt certain in her heart: He sounded like a qualified doctor! This is great!

Then, Murong Zijue raised his voice and said: "Senior Mu Bai, we are tourists here. It happened that our companion was injured by poison, so we came to ask Senior Mu Bai for help! As long as Senior Mu Bai can cure our friend

, no matter how much medical fee you want, there will be no problem! I, Murong Zijue, am willing to pay!"

"You go, I'm not an outsider." Mu Bai's tone was very firm.

The two secret guards, No. 7, were about to rush out and forcefully drag out this awesome and coaxing Master Mu Bai.

Murong Zijue quickly stopped them, suppressing the anxiety in his heart, and said with a smile: "Master Mu Bai, I heard that you are good at treating various difficult and complicated diseases. It is really disappointing to see you today!"

Since he knew that Master Mu Bai would not treat outsiders, Murong Zijue simply gave up!

Mu Bai, the local miracle doctor, became even less interested when he heard what she said: "So what if you are disappointed? Why do you want me to treat outsiders? Bishang Village has never been competitive with the outside world. Are you insisting on treating outsiders?"

Has Bishang Village been destroyed too? Let me tell you, I, Mu Bai, will never agree! You go! There are many powerful doctors outside, why do you have to force me to take action?"

Murong Zijue simply let go of all his worries and started talking: "Destroy Bishang Village? Master Mu Bai, you think too much! I have nothing to do with the entire Shizi Ridge! Master Mu Bai, we are not forced.

You take action! He is our friend who has been poisoned by the blood-sealing throat, and we must ask you to personally treat him."

"Oh? Poisoned?" The old voice inside was confused for a moment, then suddenly murmured, "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. Come in."

The village chief, Gao Dapao, was stunned: "This...why did Uncle Mu Bai agree to treat outsiders so readily?"

Seeing the two Murong secret guards carrying the unconscious Lin Erdan into the hut, Gao Da Pao, Xiao Hei Niu and others withdrew far away and still stopped to watch. Of course, no outsiders would come to the village normally. Let's take a look.

Liveliness is also good.
Chapter completed!