There is no shortage of food on the way to escape famine, and Miss Luck is busy farming

The five members of the Li family left. The number of people in Qingshui Village decreased by 518 from 5, and one more person was rescued, Mr. Mo.

Mo Beihan's injuries gradually healed, and the speed of recovery surprised him.

He has suffered countless injuries over the years, and he has never recovered so quickly as this time.

What's more, the injury he suffered this time was more serious than before. When he jumped into the pool, he thought he would definitely die this time.

When he learned that he had been rescued, he didn't have much hope.

How could a group of villagers from an ordinary mountain village who were fleeing from famine be able to heal all his injuries?

But what he didn't expect was that such a group of ordinary refugees, such an ordinary-looking black-faced little village girl, could really treat him. It would take all the trauma doctors in the palace to jointly diagnose and treat him. Good serious injuries are treated properly.

He had never seen anyone sew a wound with needle and thread, just like sewing clothes.

In the past, when I suffered such a serious injury, no matter how good herbal medicine or gold healing medicine was used, it would probably not heal within three to five months, and the wound would break open repeatedly, leaving long and ugly scars.

But now, his several bone-deep wounds were not only patched up but completely healed.

Moreover, I don’t know what kind of magical medicine this little girl used, but only a faint trace was left behind. It was impossible to tell that she had suffered several serious injuries that could be fatal.

To be honest, Mo Beihan became more and more interested in this mysterious little girl.

If it weren't for the heavy responsibility, he really didn't want to leave this escape team. He really wanted to stay and see how many more surprises this little girl could bring him.

However, Qiao Ran wanted him to leave quickly.

This time bomb was left in the team, causing her to be on tenterhooks every day, wishing she could throw him out as soon as possible, far away.

She was really afraid that those who were chasing Mr. Mo would come after them and kill all the hundreds of people in their village.

Fortunately, I don't know whether it was because my anti-tracking skills were in place or because the group of people had gone far away and didn't come back to look for them, so they escaped.

What Qiao Ran didn't know was that some of those people didn't go far.

After chasing for some distance, they returned to the waterhole.

Some people suspected that Mr. Mo jumped into the pool to avoid being tracked, and went down to search in the pool for a long time.

If Mr. Mo had not been rescued by Qiao Ran, he would have died at the hands of those people.

Those people searched for it to no avail and pursued it all the way along this official road.

It's just that those people who knew Mr. Mo's identity well could never imagine that a person with that identity would actually mix with a group of refugees fleeing the famine.

They would not have thought that the dignified Mr. Mo would actually put on the rough linen clothes given by these mud legs, which were so rough that they hurt his skin, and eat, sleep, and walk with these people like a farmer.

Qiao Ran felt that the mask on Mr. Mo's face was too eye-catching, so she asked him to take off the mask. She smeared it on his face a few times, and Mr. Mo felt that the face was no longer hers.

Therefore, several groups of people who were chasing and killing passed by this fleeing team. Although some people who were more vigilant and suspicious glanced at this group of mud-legged people several times, they did not see that the person they were looking for was hidden in the team. Of course, the key point is that they would not think that a person who had been so seriously injured under the joint attack of several groups of them would be able to move freely like a normal person so quickly.

Therefore, Young Master Mo just watched helplessly as several groups of people chasing him passed by without recognizing him.

He was extremely happy, this little girl named Qiao was really a treasure!

It would be great if he could dig her into his side. He really wouldn't let go of such a talented person with so many skills.

Even if he is reluctant to leave, Mr. Mo has to say goodbye.

"Are you leaving today? Okay, okay, you can go! I have collected most of the medicinal materials to detoxify you. I still lack a main medicine and a few auxiliary medicines. If you have someone, ask them to help find it. Hurry up. When all the medicinal materials are collected, you can come back to me to detoxify you! Don’t forget to bring the medical fee!"

As soon as Qiao Ran heard that the time bomb was leaving, she immediately waved her hands happily. Her eagerness to rush people away was quite unpleasant to see.

"Girl, you took a few thousand taels of silver from me and just sent me away like this?"

Mo Beihan gritted his teeth, his voice full of displeasure.

"Ah? Then what do you want? You looked like a ghost at that time. If I didn't save you, you would have become a cold corpse now. I saved your life and used so many precious medicinal materials to cure you. Shang, I charge you a few thousand taels of silver, do you feel you are at a loss? Isn’t your life worth these few thousand taels?"

When Qiao Ran heard that this guy dared to bargain with her, her smile suddenly froze and she looked at this petty man with displeasure.

It was agreed at the beginning that these few thousand taels were the reward for saving him, as well as the food expenses for eating at Qiao's house. Why did he go back on his word and want to go back?

Seeing the displeased look in the little girl's eyes, Mo Beihan smiled.

"I don't want to do anything. Don't worry, the money will be given to you as promised, and I won't take it back. However, I think your medicine for healing wounds is very good, better than the best gold wound medicine I have ever seen. Use it. I'm leaving, can you give me a few bottles of that medicine? Just think of it as something I owe you, and I will make up for it in the future."

After hearing what he said, Qiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not just about getting the money back.

It turns out that this guy is quite knowledgeable. His specially made Yunnan Baiyao is a holy medicine for healing wounds. Some of these medicines will be hard to find in later generations, and I don’t know if they can be easily found in this life.

Thinking that there were still more than a dozen bottles of Yunnan Baiyao in the small courtyard of her space that she had prepared for the mission, Qiao Ran said generously: "Okay, one thousand taels per bottle. I have five or six bottles here. How many bottles do you want?"

"I want it all! You keep the account first, and when I get back, I will have someone send you the money, or I will go find you when I find the antidote ingredients and settle the payment together."

Qiao Ran thought for a while, she had a whole village of people with her, and there were many places where she would need money after settling down, so she said unceremoniously:

"You'd better have someone bring it to me as soon as possible! You also know that we are very poor, and we will need a lot of money to settle down. This money is very important to me."

Mo Beihan glanced at the little girl. This was the first time he heard the girl say that she needed money so openly.

But on the contrary, he admired the true nature of such a person who did not conceal his wishes, and nodded: "Okay! Then I will have someone send you six thousand taels of silver notes when I go back. But where will I find you then? Are you planning to go there? Where to stay?”