Chapter 22: A Glimmer of Life
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
Yuan Huang gradually woke up, and in an instant, a huge pain hit his body. The waist and back couldn't move at all, and Yuan Huang was in unbearable pain as soon as he exerted his strength.
Obviously, the injury was extremely serious, and Yuan Huang struggled to move, but suddenly fell. Underneath is a layer of hay.
Yuan Huang looked around, the place was in tatters, and an unknown stone statue was enshrined behind it. The stone statue was a human body with the head of a snake, with three heads and four legs, and its body was covered with scales. It looks very weird, and there are empty plates in front of it that have no tribute, obviously there is a temple here.
There are three futons below for people to kneel down, and Yuan Huang is pillowing the futon in the middle. When I opened my eyes, it was the strange three-headed snake figure!
"Don't move, you're awake? little monkey. β
A lazy voice sounded, and Yuan Huang looked in the direction of the sound. A scruffy Taoist priest with a half-cut mahogany sword on his back was burning a fire there, and a broken clay pot was boiling on it. The smell wafted from the crockpot, and the stench was unstoppable.
"Where is this?" Yuan Huang felt that the surroundings were indeed extremely strange, he had never heard of anyone saying that there were ancestral halls and temples dedicated to snake people in this Cang County.
"Hmph, you ask me if I ask you, who do I ask to go? This is a broken temple, no matter what he offers, it's good to shelter from the wind and rain. β
Hearing this, it was obvious that this temple was also broken in by this sloppy Taoist priest who had no choice but to take them.
"Senior, is my brother okay?"
Yuan Huang's voice was weak, and he thought that in addition to the different gods enshrined in this temple, there was nothing else special, so he no longer paid attention to it. What he was most worried about now was Daojiu.
"Haha, just you, are you still worried about others?" The sloppy Taoist priest poured out the soup in the clay pot, and a broken bowl was filled and brought to Yuan Huang.
"He's fine, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and drink this bowl of porridge, otherwise you're afraid you'll pass out again." β
Taking the porridge, Yuan Huang looked in the direction of the sloppy Taoist priest, only to see Dao Jiu lying on the side, wrapped in a layer of cloth on him, obviously used to stop the bleeding from his wound.
"More seniors come to the rescue. β
Yuan Huang suddenly felt warm in his heart, this desperate situation was helped by this sloppy Taoist priest, which was already a great happiness for Yuan Huang, and Yuan Huang was very content.
"Hehe, don't call me senior, my name, you kid listen to me, Tiehu Daojun, why hate the sword, it's a poor way!"
"Iron Hushen counts, why do you hate swords?"
"It's you Daoye!"
"Hate the sword? Yuan Huang muttered in his heart, why does this Taoist priest actually hate the sword but still carry this peachwood sword?
But he still called "He senior".
"It's called Dao Chang!"
"He Daochang. β
Yuan Huang honestly shouted again, and the sloppy Taoist priest looked very useful, and he looked happy.
The sloppy Taoist priest hated the sword, smiled proudly, and touched his messy beard.
"Do you still drink this porridge? If you don't drink like this, I'm afraid I won't survive tonight." β
When Yuan Huang heard this, he was indeed empty in his body, and he hadn't eaten for a long time, and this bowl of porridge was life-saving.
But......
Yuan Huang stared at the bowl of "porridge" in his hand, leaned forward and smelled it, and almost vomited it, this can't be called porridge! There are only a few rice grains in it, and the rest are some gray-black impurities, and some blades of grass.
"He Daochang, what kind of porridge is this?"
Yuan Huang asked with a bitter face, the taste of this porridge is simply disgusting, Yuan Huang really admires how this Taoist priest boiled such a disgusting thing.
"Hmph, you little monkey, don't be ignorant, this is a good medicinal porridge carefully prepared for you by the Taoist master! The sloppy Taoist priest looked confident, but couldn't help but snicker.
"This?" Yuan Huang stared at the porridge, still not daring to speak.
"Do you want to drink?" Seeing Yuan Huang grinding and chirping, the sloppy Taoist priest put on a face.
"Drink!"
"Gollum, Gollum. β
Yuan Huang endured his heart and drank most of the bowl of porridge into his stomach in one go, and suddenly a disgusting commotion erupted from his mouth!
"Wow!"
Yuan Huang vomited half of it again! It's so disgusting that this porridge is simply unbearable.
But there is still a warm feeling flowing in the lower belly.
"Hahaha......"
"Haha......"
Seeing Yuan Huang's scene, the Taoist priest laughed out without scruples, his whole face was red with laughter, rolling on the ground with his stomach covered, and he kept kicking his legs, without any decent image of a Taoist priest.
Yuan Huang saw He Daochang smiling so happily, but he was not angry, but he laughed shyly in agreement. Yuan Huang thought in his heart that this was He Daochang's kindness, so he drank the remaining half of the bowl again.
"Haha, good! good!"
Seeing that Yuan Huang had drunk the rest of the porridge, the Taoist priest smiled even more happily, and his face began to twitch unnaturally.
"Daochang He, you can drink some too. Yuan Huang handed over the empty bowl. He thought that He Daochang had also taken care of himself and Dao Jiu these days, and it was obviously very hard.
"No, no, no, you drink, you drink, I have this, I have this. The sloppy Taoist priest couldn't stop laughing, took the iron gourd from his waist, and then unplugged it. Grunt and drank.
Waiting for He Daochang to finish drinking, Yuan Huang struggled to sit up, endured the great pain, and bowed heavily to the sloppy Taoist priest.
"Thank you He Dao for saving me! I will definitely repay you with life and death in the future!"
Seeing Yuan Huang's serious expression, Dao Chang He also sat up, squinting at Yuan Huang: "What are you doing? I'm afraid you're thinking too naΓ―ve!"
"This ......" Yuan Huang was stunned and at a loss.
"Money! Lingjing!" He Daochang stretched out a slap and made a gesture asking for money.
"I saved you, I wrapped the wounds, and I boiled the porridge!" He Daochang smiled, "Calculate how many spirit crystals should you give me as wine money?"
Yuan Huang knew in his heart, it turned out that this He Daochang had been thinking about his spirit crystal. But thinking about it, I don't know him, and I really have no reason to save myself.
Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others.
Yuan Huang still understands this truth, and when He Daochang saved himself before Yuan Huang fell into a coma, he did ask for "a pot of wine" as a condition!
"Good. Yuan Huang nodded, touched his waist, and found that the space jade talisman had not been taken away by this He Dao Chang.
Yuan Huang was suddenly moved in his heart, and looked up at He Daochang, who was drinking, this He Daochang was really not a person who took advantage of people's danger. Although it asks for money, it is not unreasonable.
"Hmph, I know what you're thinking! This Dao Ye is not the kind of person who takes advantage of people's dangers!" He Daochang had a straight face.
Yuan Huang's heart moved, and he took out a hundred spirit crystals in it and handed them to He Daochang. This He Daochang originally only asked for a pot of wine, but it was only worth five or six spirit crystals. I gave him a hundred this time, and it should be enough!
"Daoist He is naturally not this kind of person, this Bailing Crystal, give Daoist some wine to drink. β
"Hmph. Who would have thought that this sloppy Taoist priest turned his head all of a sudden.
"It's not even worth my money for a pot of wine. β
Yuan Huang didn't appreciate this He Daochang, and took out another bag, which was also a hundred spirit crystals.
"Even if I pay for half a pot of wine!" He Daochang jumped his eyebrows and looked at it with one wide eye.
"This ......" Yuan Huang complained helplessly in his heart, this is only half a pot of wine?
"It's me who is rude, Dao Chief, please accept it. Yuan Huang said, took out two more bags of spirit crystals, made up enough four hundred spirit crystals, and handed them to He Daochang.
"Well, you kid, you're going to do it. Daoist He took the four hundred spirit crystals and received them in a long Dao robe.
Then he showed a bright smile at Yuan Huang, which was completely different from the expression just now: "Hehe, I think you are indeed pitiful, so how many spirit crystals do you have?"
The two thousand spirit crystals that Yuan Huang replaced gave Li Huan and the three of them a total of three hundred, and he used more than seven hundred, and now he gave He Daochang four hundred, and now there are only a little more than five hundred spirit crystals less than six hundred, but there are still ten bottles of Guiyuan liquid.
Yuan Huang looked at the smile on He Daochang's face and was a little unaccustomed, but he still replied: "There are still five hundred." β
"Okay, five hundred, that's enough. This He Daochang looked at Yuan Huang with a serious expression, "There is a small town not far in front of here, I'll buy you some medicinal materials, your injury is too serious, you must treat it quickly, otherwise even if you are cured, it will have a great impact on your future cultivation path." β
He Daochang looked worried, and his voice was serious.
Yuan Huang was stunned and shook his head, he knew that his injury was indeed serious, but his spiritual root had withered, and it was obviously impossible to cure, this withering was completely broken and gone. Yuan Huang could clearly feel that there was no spiritual root in his body at all, and he had no sense of the spiritual power around him.
"I don't have a spiritual root anymore, and I can't practice anymore. Yuan Huang's voice was low, but he still squeezed out a bitter smile, "However, Dao Chang He is right, Dao Jiu also needs treatment. β
After that, in He Daochang's surprised gaze, Yuan Huang took out five more bags of spirit crystals from the space jade talisman and handed them to He Daochang.
"You, you, you're so good. He Daochang nodded, his expression was a little unnatural, "What I didn't take from you is mainly because there are some prohibitions in your space magic weapon, once outsiders forcibly open it, it will be destroyed, which is different from ordinary space magic weapons, but it looks a little extraordinary." β
"This ......"
Yuan Huang was stunned, there was still this kind of prohibition in this space jade talisman, but he didn't know it. Thinking of this, he gave the spirit crystal to He Daochang, and Yuan Huang couldn't help but worry.
"Alas, I'm unlucky to meet you!" The sloppy Taoist priest sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, I really wanted to deceive you into some spirit crystals, but I didn't expect that there are such affectionate people in the world, you wait, I'll bring you some elixir back, and I'll leave when the injury is healed." β
"Thank you senior!" Yuan Huang was grateful when he heard this. Although this He Daochang didn't have all the good intentions to help himself, but now he can tell him honestly, which makes Yuan Huang very moved!
"The town is not far ahead, I'll go back as soon as I go, you have a good rest, wait for me here." Daoist He stood up, took a sip of wine, and staggered towards the door of the dilapidated temple.
Yuan Huang watched He Daochang leave, and his heart also calmed down. Seeing Dao Jiu who was unconscious next to him, his breathing was steady, and Yuan Huang himself felt relieved. He must save Dao Jiu, although they have known each other for a short time, but for Yuan Huang, the person who can be born and die for him is worthy of protecting with his life.
For Yuan Huang, who has been a slave since he was a child, a little warmth from others is enough to burn him.
At this time, in the face of the withering of the spiritual root and the shattering of the spiritual source, Yuan Huang's mind finally thought of the ancient scroll of "Tattoo Root......
Perhaps, there is a silver lining!