Chapter 1135 The Small Village Is Not Calm

"Siha, why did you come here? I brought back the medicine that the old village chief grandpa made for you. You should drink it while it's hot!" Goudaner carefully carried a small casserole, which was still steaming. The hot air wafts out a strong aroma of herbs.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and Li Zhenbang knows this peaceful little village very well, all thanks to the little troublemaker Goudaner.

This small village is called Tiaohua Village, which is said to mean the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Tihua Village belongs to a small village in the Muye Federation, located on the edge of the Muye Federation. There are not many people in the village, only thirty-four households with more than one hundred people.

This village is not a settlement of a certain kind of orc race, but a small village formed by the gathering of many races.

Small villages like this are not uncommon in the Twilight Federation. The villagers are often marginalized in the orc tribe, which means that these villagers are basically civilians who are not valued in their own tribe. And these people are generally free people, not slaves, so they will not be subject to too many management and constraints.

They are not valued and developed in their own tribe, so some free civilians will leave their tribe to seek development.

If they have certain strength or expertise, they may be recruited by other orc tribes, but most of them are just ordinary people.

In order to live a better life, those people with little strength and special skills finally gathered together to form such small villages.

A village with few people may have only a dozen households with 20 to 30 people, and a village with many people may even have thousands of people.

Even a large village with a population of several thousand people would not come into the eyes of the upper class, and even ordinary orc tribes would not pay attention to them.

In the eyes of the orc tribes, the strong are respected, and a small village like this mixed together, not to mention the strong, has very little fighting power.

Even a large village with thousands of people and the strength of the whole village often cannot withstand a regular charge of ten soldiers from the orc tribe.

During these few days of living in Tihua Village, although Li Zhenbang hasn't thought of anything about himself, he has readily accepted the name Siha.

The people in the village didn't reject Siha because he was a stranger from outside. On the contrary, they all treated him very well. If anyone made something delicious, they would often ask him to eat it together.

One is because Siha is gentle and gentle, and he is very polite to everyone, and the other is because he knows many things that others have never heard of.

Not only children, even adults like to pester Siha to tell them stories when they are free.

Strange to say, Siha knew a lot of outside stories, but he couldn't remember anything about himself.

The old village head also explained this, one may be because Siha lost his memory caused by an external force hitting his head, and the other may be because Siha was greatly stimulated, so his subconscious closed his memory.

If it is the first possibility, as long as the blood in Siha's head dissipates, he should recover his memory. But if it is the second type, when Nasiha will recover his memory, it can only be seen by himself. After all, heart disease can only be cured by heart medicine, and herbal medicine cannot solve heart disease.

Siha looked at the steaming herbs with a bitter face. Although everyone said that the good medicine was bitter, the old village chief's good medicine seemed to be too bitter, and he had been drinking it for a long time, but his memory showed no sign of recovery. I'm a little scared.

"Siha, you are such an adult, why are you still afraid of taking medicine like a child!" Goudaner seemed to have discovered a new world, looking at Siha with contempt in his eyes.

"Aren't you afraid of taking medicine?" Siha felt a little funny when he saw Goudaner's young adult appearance, so he couldn't help teasing.

"I... I'm not a child anymore, so I'm not afraid of taking medicine!" Goudan'er's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look at Siha.

"To prove that you are not a child, why don't you give me a drink?" Siha raised his brows and looked at Goudan provocatively.

"That... the old village chief's grandfather said that this is a herbal medicine specially fried for you, and it must not be given to others to drink, and there is nothing I can do about it!" Goudaner said anxiously.

But Goudaner is a child after all, his face turns red when he tells a lie, even his ears turn red.

"Haha, you bastard, you will start lying!" Si Ha smiled, reached out to take the casserole, and poured the soup into the bowl.

"I... I didn't lie!" Goudan'er lowered his head, and murmured in a somewhat embarrassed voice: "The old village chief's grandfather once said that herbs should not be eaten indiscriminately, even if it is the same symptom, it is possible It is a completely different herb, and eating it indiscriminately will kill people."

Siha looked at Goudan'er in surprise, "The old village chief really said such a thing?"

"Of course! I listen to the words of the old village chief's grandfather the most! I basically remember what the old village chief's grandfather said to me!" Goudan'er raised his head and said very proudly.

Siha nodded. Someone who can say such a thing proves that the old village head must have studied herbal medicine to a certain extent. It seems that he has not recovered his memory, and it should not be that the herbal medicine is not suitable for the disease.

Looking at the dark soup in the bowl and smelling the bursts of breath from the soup, Siha couldn't help taking a deep breath, picked up the soup, and drank it all in one go.

After drinking the decoction, Siha hurriedly took the ladle that Goudaner handed over, took a few mouthfuls of cold water, and rinsed his mouth before letting out a sigh of relief.

The decoction of the old village head almost gave him the shadow in his heart. This decoction is so bitter that the bitter Siha will doubt life.

"Is it really that bad?" Seeing Siha recovering, Goudan grinned and looked at Siha nervously.

"It's not only bad to drink, it's really bad to drink!" Siha stuck out his tongue and hiccupped, a smell of herbs came back, Goudaner couldn't help covering his nose when he smelled it.

"God, why didn't you see your parents today?" Siha asked suspiciously.

"They went hunting with a few uncles in the mountains early in the morning, and they probably won't be back until night. Do you have anything else to do? If nothing else, I'll go play with Xiong Er and the others." Goudaner said as he went Walking outside the door, it looked like Siha was not going to turn back even if something happened.

"It's okay, you go and play! I'll talk to the old village head later. I've been drinking for so long, but it still doesn't work. Is the herbal medicine not suitable for the disease?" Siha waved his hand, facing Goudan'er's back said. Before Siha finished speaking, Goudaner had already disappeared.

Siha shook his head with a smile, and sighed to himself: "It's nice to be a child, innocent and carefree. What was it like when I was a child? Why can't I remember anything? Woolen cloth?"

"It's not good, something happened!" Just as Siha and the old village chief were still discussing that the herbal medicine was too unpalatable, and it hadn't worked for so long, and whether they should change the medicine, a loud voice suddenly came from outside the door. Then, a bear tribe rushed into the house of the old village chief.

Siha, a bear clansman, naturally knew him. This was Xiong Lin, the father of the little bear called Xiong Er who played with Goudaner before.

"Huh? Siha, you're here too!" Xiong Lin greeted Siha after seeing Siha, and then looked at the old village chief.

"Brother Xiong Lin!" Siha smiled and nodded at Xiong Lin, as a greeting.

"What's the matter, are you in a panic?" The old village head frowned, looking at Xiong Lin suspiciously.

He still knows Xiong Lin very well. Xiong Lin has the simplicity and stability of a Xiong clan. Of course, his brain is like a bear. He often doesn't turn a corner and speaks straight. At this time, Xiong Lin was in such a panic, something must have happened.

"Gou Toubin went hunting with them in the mountains, but he was seriously injured. He lost an arm and was being carried here! I was the first to report the news," Xiong Lin said hastily.

Goutoubin is exactly the brawny Goudan who rescued Siha before, and he is Goudaner's uncle.

"What's wrong with him? Did he go with Goudaner and his parents? How are they?" Siha asked hastily, his heart tightened.

He has been living in Goudaner's house during this period of time, and he has a very good relationship with Goudaner's parents. He is really afraid that something will happen to Goudaner's parents. If something happens to them, what should Goudaner do if he is so young? ?

"They're all fine, it's just that something happened to Goubin."

"Oh!" Siha breathed a sigh of relief.

Although according to Xiong Lin's words, Goutoubin was seriously injured, but he should not have died, and Goudan'er's parents are fine, which is good news.

"What's the matter with them? Talking while walking." The old village head stood up, maybe because he was anxious, he didn't even bring the old straw hat he always wore when he went out, and walked out.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Siha took off the old straw hat from the hanger, then walked out, and then handed the old straw hat to the old village chief.

The old village chief was stunned for a moment, took the old straw hat, nodded to Li Zhenbang, and put the old straw hat on his head.

"They originally went hunting on the mountain, and it seems that they encountered a monster on the mountain. I didn't have time to ask about the specific situation, so I rushed to report to you." Xiong Lin explained.

"How come there are monsters?" The old village chief frowned and said to himself, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

Don't look at the old village head who is leaning on a cane, but his walking speed is even a little faster than normal people. Although it can't be said that he walks like flying, it is no exaggeration to say that he walks like a wind.

"Old village head, save A Bin quickly!" Goudan'er's father saw the old village head coming, and rushed to greet him, speaking with a bit of crying.

Gou Tou Bin is his own younger brother, and his younger brother suffered such a serious injury, how could he feel better as a brother, not to mention Gou Tou Bin was injured only to save him.

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