After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

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"what happened?"

"Xiu Xue..., does that blood contract not have my name on it?"

Chen Zeshen's expression was cold, and it took a while before he replied with a smile: "Is your name... Xiaoyan, or Xiaoyan?"

Xu Yan knew what words Chen Zeshen was talking about, and a soreness welled up in his nose after a long absence.This was his previous name, sometimes it was Meiyan's Yan, and sometimes it was Yanzi's Yan. Later, his master gave him the name, so he had to be called Xu Yan.

He was originally a "wild" kid who hung out among the women in the brothel.I met Master Yao Zhen, the ugly bachelor who was ridiculed by the whole school.

He looked at this junior, memories flooded his mind, and his vision was blurred.

"Would you like to be my student?"

"But I... my mother is there... They call me the son of a whore... I can't touch the book, it will get dirty."

The man squatted down, reached out and touched the child in colorful clothes, quietly scattered the powder stained on his body, wiped off the black ash on his face with his thick black thumb, and gently dug the corners of the child's eyes with his clean nails. A few pieces of dirt.

"The book is the words passed down by the sage, printed on the vegetation, it will never be soiled by anyone. As long as you are willing..."

"The son of a whore, why can't he practice the way of a gentleman."

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"Senior Brother... You were the one who first entered the Shixin Sect, and you were the one who led me to find longevity. On the day of Master's execution, you were late. It was fate. I never blamed you. I want to revive Master, but I cannot live without him."

"The Road to Longevity is mysterious and mysterious. It is difficult for ordinary people to knock on the door of all wonders. Since you have entered the Road to Longevity, don't let down the stone heart in your heart."

"You and I are both stone-hearted, so don't be troubled by love."

"I, Chen Xiuxue, have learned nothing in half my life without Master Yao's kindness. He died because of me. I want..."

"Let him live because of me again."

The emotion in Xu Yan's eyes turned from flat pools to waterfalls, how could he forget his teacher?How can you abandon your kindness?
"Xiu Xue..." The man in black holding the sword, his lips trembling, choked out two words.

Even the hand holding the sword has become cold.He never thought that Chen Xiuxue, who had never believed in fate, would persuade him to believe in fate.

"We are raising wood with a heart of stone, and we used the fleshy skin of these people from all over the world to write a word."

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"Come here, first use this gourd to fill the decoction. The people under the tree have been gnawed by rat fleas and their legs have been broken, and they can't walk. Just pour it into their mouths."

"Burn if there are bugs, what kind of bugs can there be on mortals nowadays?! Aren't they all rat fleas and rotten maggots that kill people! Don't tell me you can't see it?!! It's useless to use talismans! The man of talisman fire directly It turned into ashes! Call the fire of the five elements, if you are not proficient, go to the gang of tool repairers."

"Everyone who can walk over there, come here, don't grab it, this soup is enough, everyone can have it!"

"One bowl! Just one bowl! You can't drink too much! You'll die if you drink too much!!! Stop that kid!!!"

"Who is that in Ling Beast Peak!!! Don't control your cockroaches!!! You just set fire here, don't let your "friends" touch this soup, eh! Don't talk! You As soon as you speak, the cockroaches on your face start to fall down!!!"

When Jiang Su came, the first thing he heard was the sound of war and chaos, followed by the strong smell of brewed soup.

"I never imagined that in Shifangmen, there would be days when the smell of soup and medicine would be everywhere in the mountains and plains." Jiang Su took a deep breath, his closed eyes were slightly loosened, bent into two crescent moons, and his whole body was relaxed and comfortable.

"I didn't expect that either." A familiar male voice remembered.

Holding the pot in one hand and the shovel in the other, Yu Yunjie walked to Jiang Su's side.

His pot was half-slung on the ground, rubbed with a layer of soil, and there was nothing in it, but it was still emitting heat and the smell of medicine. It should be that the temperature had not dropped shortly after calling the cannon and medicinal materials.

"Senior Brother Yu, why don't you see your alchemy furnace? It looks like your furnace is enlarged. It's a pity not to use it to make soup."

Yu Yunjie's alchemy furnace is shaped like the one used by ordinary people to cook soup.

He put the big iron pot flat on the ground, and gently threw the long shovel into the big iron pot, stretched his slightly numb wrists, pinched his body and threw it on the pot on the ground.

"See, what are you seeing? Aren't you blind now?" His tone was flat.

"……"what?Catch my language problem, right?

"It's blind, but the other senses are more sensitive. I knew that you were not holding an alchemy furnace when you walked over." Jiang Su explained.

Now her sea of ​​consciousness is pitch black, and it is indeed inferred from the diffusion pattern of the smell that he is not using an alchemy furnace, but an iron pot without a cover.

"En." Yu Yunjie carefully looked at the expression of the young girl in Tsing Yi, but there was no trace of lethargy, and she nodded slightly.

"I never thought that there would be a day when all the medical practitioners in the Salvation Peak would be able to cook soup for mortals together."

"Alchemy is a method of medicine, and boiling soup is also a method of medicine. Although it is different from the medicine that uses the final product of furnace alchemy as water, they can all have certain effects on people."

Ordinary doctors often boil soup with fire, and monks often use pills in medicine.Decoction is a decoction, while elixir refers to pills, elixirs, and elixir powders that are refined in an alchemy furnace with spiritual power.

Jiang Su knew that Yu Yunjie was hurting the spring and the autumn, and recalled his own past experience of climbing out of the mortal doctor.

"Recalling the past, the years are thick." Jiang Su commented.

Yu Yunjie seemed to feel something when he heard the words.

"Hey! Susu, you're here, hurry up, this is the final decoction made from the three prescriptions we studied together yesterday! It's been poured down by these mortals."

Elder Bai Yifei rushed to Jiang Su, lowered his body slightly and grabbed Jiang Su's wrist, and led her quickly to the three large alchemy furnaces not far away.

Fang Zhe silently followed behind the two.

"Susu, take a look at these furnaces. They correspond to the three types of plague diseases. We added the amount of medicinal materials according to the three furnaces."

At this time, the elder in black put his hands behind his back and approached silently. He looked at Elder Fei holding Jiang Su's arm, and pointed out to her where the pill furnace was and which symptom medicine was in which furnace.

Elder Fei was more excited than the rest of the elders. Before Jiang Su could make a comment, he dragged Jiang Su to a place where many victims were lying.

Jiang Su could clearly hear the heavy and intermittent breathing of these people, and their bodies exuded a rotten smell like dead branches in the mud mixed with the smell of burnt meat.

"It's the smell of worms being roasted. As expected of protein, tsk tsk tsk, high protein, there should be some carrion from people..." Jiang Su muttered in his heart.

The next moment, the scene that Elder Fei wanted her to witness appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness.

She couldn't smile.

Dozens of people were leaning against the tree trunk, with their shoulders overlapping each other. Some were pressed down on their bodies, while others supported their heads.They all held a vessel similar to a porcelain bowl in their hands. Some pieces of the porcelain bowl were broken in half, and there was a thick piece at the bottom of the wine tank. Some people also held intact porcelain cups.

These vessels are filled with a yellowish and blackened decoction.

"Soup..."

Two worlds, same disease, same medicine, same...suffering.