Jiao Luan

Chapter 481 Changgu City

Wei Wuxing lowered his head, looked at his bronze-colored skin, and thought to himself, brother Cheng is so white, both in the west wind and the sun.

After sighing, he came to his senses, grabbed the old man by the collar and reprimanded him, "What do you want to do?"

The old man slapped his hand away like a fly, and said coldly: "Go aside, if you delay my business, I won't care!"

Wei Wuxing felt numbness on the back of his hands, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little more awe of the old man.

The old man didn't care what other people thought, and stared intently at Cheng Che's chest. After a long time, his eyes were fascinated, and he touched his chest as if possessed.

Wei Wuxing's forehead twitched with blue veins, and he looked coldly at Deputy General Liu who was peeking into the tent.

Is this kid inviting an old miracle doctor or an old hooligan?I can't do things well, but he looks good when I come back!

The old man put a big withered hand on Cheng Che's heart, rubbed it repeatedly, and murmured: "So it is, so it is!"

"Doctor, what's the matter?" Wei Wuxing asked with a dark face.

Enough is enough, if this old guy eats Brother Cheng's tofu under the guise of seeing a doctor, he will not be polite!

Reluctantly, the old man withdrew his hand, stared at Wei Wuxing with burning eyes, pointed to the exquisite amulet on Cheng Che's heart and asked, "Who gave this to him?"

Wei Wuxing said with a sullen face: "This is Brother Cheng's personal belongings, how do we know who gave it to him. What's going on, please tell the doctor frankly."

"From this point of view, the ones who gave him the amulet should be relatives and friends." The old man muttered to himself, and when Wei Wuxing was about to bear it no longer, Shi Shiran explained, "Your brother, you hurt your heart, and you should have died immediately. Yes. And the reason why he is still alive and in a state of suspended animation is because of this little amulet."

"This amulet is so magical?" Wei Wuxing and Yan Jianjun looked at each other in disbelief.

The old man stood up and smiled proudly, revealing the look of "you stupid mortals are really hard to communicate": "This is a talisman. The outer layer is blessed with the most orthodox Taoist body protection scriptures. It must be from... ..."

The old man paused for a moment before he said: "It comes from Xuanqing Temple, the number one Taoist temple in the world. And the purpose of this Taoist talisman is to protect the Taoist talisman inside from outside pollution. Didn't you realize that he suffered such a serious injury? Does the amulet still look like new?"

Wei Wuxing and Yan Jianjun twitched their mouths at the same time.

In addition to the person who scrubbed and changed Cheng Che's clothes, there was also this one in front of him, who would take a good look at his clothes.

But after being reminded by the old man, the two of them really felt weird when they saw the amulet stuck on Cheng Che's heart.

The talisman was so clean that it wasn't stained with any blood.

The old man continued: "And the Dao talisman inside is the root cause of his vitality. It was refined with the heart and soul of a talisman doctor. The person who can practice this talisman is really... It is really……"

In the end, he didn't go on talking, his thoughts drifted away.

"doctor?"

The old man returned to his senses with a rather complicated expression, and asked Wei Wuxing: "What is the relationship between this injured little general and Xuanqing Temple?"

"Then who knows." Wei Wuxing said casually.

Yan Jianjun hurriedly said: "I have heard about this. Cheng Shenyi's younger sister is a closed disciple of the National Teacher."

"National Teacher..." The old man muttered these two words, lost in thought for a long time.

Wei Wuxing yelled a few times, and said helplessly, "Doctor, don't be so lost in thought, can my brother be saved?"

The old man said indifferently: "Whether you can be saved or not, it probably depends on God's will."

"how do I say this?"

"If he stays in the west, when the spiritual power of the amulet dissipates, it will be the day when his soul will return to the underworld. If he is sent back to Beijing and the person who gave him this talisman is found, there may be a chance of survival."

Wei Wuxing clapped the table, looked at Yan Jianjun and said, "Then send Brother Cheng back to Beijing!"

The old man ignored Wei Wuxing's excitement at all, and poured cold water on him again: "However, it is thousands of miles away from the capital to the west, and it's hard to say whether people will die halfway through this bumpy journey."

Wei Wuxing's joy was immediately extinguished, and he said anxiously: "Genius doctor, since you can see the cause and effect, there is nothing you can do? I would like to reward you with a lot of money. Please accompany my brother to the capital."

"I won't go to the capital." The old man flatly refused, and thought for a while, "Since I have a relationship with Xuanqing Temple, and I met it again, I think it is God's will, I will help him with talisman. If he can't reach the capital smoothly, it depends on his luck."

"Thank you, divine doctor!"

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, a green-veiled carriage slowly left the camp under the escort of a group of soldiers, followed by a prison cart.

Inside the prison car was a young man with disheveled hair, his mouth was covered with a cloth kerchief, and he couldn't tell what he looked like.

Wei Wuxing and others watched until the convoy disappeared before returning to the camp silently.

When Cheng Wei arrived in Changgu City, he did not expect such a tragic situation.

Countless houses collapsed into ruins, and the towers that had not yet collapsed were shaken, which made people tremble with fear.Some grounds have deep gullies, and there are all kinds of things buried in the gullies. You can even faintly see the stench of broken arms and stumps, and a bunch of mosquitoes and flies buzzing and circling above.

Master Beiming led the audience of Xuanqing to the office temporarily set up by the imperial court, walking step by step, which can be described as shocking.In places where the disaster was less serious, every household has white flags and white banners.

All the Xuanqing Taoist priests were extremely silent, and their footsteps were clear and heavy.

The official who got the news one step earlier greeted him: "My real man, I have finally expected you."

The officials led the crowd into the temporary yamen, and there was a yamen servant holding a washbasin at the door, asking everyone to wash their hands.

The official explained: "This is a potion boiled with herbs such as mugwort and perrin."

Everyone cleaned their hands one by one and entered the yamen.

In the yamen, there were officials such as Zhigu Zhifu, as well as officials sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief. When they saw the real Beiming, they all surrounded him as if they were seeing a savior.

"My lord, you are here! The person who reported earlier said that you were ordered by the national teacher to drive away the epidemic. We hoped for the stars and the moon, and finally it has arrived." The disaster relief censor said excitedly.

The epidemic in Changgu developed rapidly, and thousands of people died of the epidemic in just a few days, and the medicinal materials they brought did not have much effect at all. No entry is allowed, and the people in the epidemic area are allowed to fend for themselves.

Master Beiming looked at the crowd with eager eyes, coughed and said: "Everyone misunderstood, Pindao is only a support person this time, and it is Pindao's junior sister, Xuanwei, who is ordered by the national teacher to eliminate the plague."

little sister?
The disaster relief censor couldn't help looking at Cheng Wei who was standing side by side with Master Beiming, while the local officials looked blank.

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