Wei Wuxing lowered his head and looked at his bronzed skin, not thinking with taste, the same west wind and sun on the side, Brother Cheng is really white.

After sighing, he reacted, grabbed the old man's collar and reprimanded, "What do you want to do?" ”

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

Wei Wuxing only felt a numbness on the back of his hand, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, and he was a little more in awe of the old man.

The old man didn't care what others thought at all, staring intently at Cheng Che's chest, and after a long time, his eyes were obsessed, touching his chest as if he was enchanted.

Wei Wuxing's forehead jumped, and he looked coldly at Vice General Liu, who was peeping in the tent.

Is this kid an old doctor or an old rascal? If you don't do things well, you can look good when you come back!

The old man put a big withered hand on Cheng Che's heart, rubbed it repeatedly, and muttered: "I see, I see!" ”

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

It's really enough, if this old guy eats Brother Cheng's tofu under the guise of seeing a doctor, he's welcome!

The old man reluctantly withdrew his hand, stared at Wei Wuxing with burning eyes, pointed to the delicate talisman on Cheng Che's heart and asked, "Who gave him this?" ”

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

"In this way, it should be relatives and friends who gave him the amulet." The old man muttered to himself, and when Wei Wuxing couldn't bear it anymore, Shi Shiran explained, "Your brother, hurt his lungs, he should have died at that time." And the reason why he is alive and in a state of suspended animation is because of this little talisman. ”

"This amulet is so magical?" Wei Wuxing and Yan Jianjun looked at each other, and both of them looked incredulous.

The old man stood up, smiled proudly, and showed a look of "You stupid mortals are really difficult to communicate": "This is a talisman in a talisman, and the outer layer is blessed with the most orthodox Taoist talisman scriptures, which must be from ......."

The old man paused for a moment before he said, "From the world's first Taoist temple, Xuanqing Temple." And the purpose of this talisman is to protect the talisman inside from external pollution. Don't you notice that he was so badly wounded, and that the amulet still looks as good as new? ”

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

In addition to the person who scrubbed and changed Cheng Che's clothes, there is also the one in front of him, who of them will take a look at other people's clothes.

However, after being reminded by the old man, the two looked at the talisman attached to Cheng Che's heart, and they really felt strange.

The talisman was so clean that it didn't even stain any blood.

The old man continued: "And the talisman inside is the fundamental reason that can keep him alive. It was made with the painstaking blood of a talisman doctor, and the person who could practice this talisman was really ...... It's ......."

In the end, he didn't say anything, and his thoughts wandered.

"Doctor?"

The old man came back to his senses, his expression was quite complicated, and he asked Wei Wuxing: "What is the relationship between this injured little general and Xuanqingguan?" ”

"Then who knows." Wei Wuxing said casually.

Yan Jianjun hurriedly said: "I have heard of this, Senator Cheng's sister is a disciple of the National Teacher. ”

"National teacher......" The old man muttered these two words, and he was in a trance.

Wei Wuxing shouted a few times, and said helplessly: "Doctor, don't be old, is my brother still saved?" ”

The old man said lightly: "Whether there is salvation or not, I am afraid it depends on the will of heaven." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"If he stays in Bianxi, when the spiritual power of the talisman dissipates, it will be the day when his soul returns to the underworld. If he is sent back to Beijing and finds the person who gave him this talisman, there will be no chance of life. ”

Wei Wuxing slapped 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 another basin of cold water: "However, the west of the border is thousands of miles away from the capital, and this road is bumpy, and it is difficult to say whether people will lose their breath halfway." ”

Wei Wuxing's joy was immediately extinguished, and he hurriedly said: "Divine doctor, since you can see the ins and outs, there is nothing you can do?" I would like to pay you a lot of money, and I would like you to accompany my brother to the capital. ”

"I'm not going to the capital." The old man flatly refused, thought for a while, and said, "Since he has a relationship with Xuanqingguan and has been touched by me again, I think it is the will of heaven, and I will help him with talismans." As for whether he can reach the capital smoothly, it depends on his creation. ”

"Thank you, Doctor!"

Early the next morning, just after dawn, a blue-curtained carriage slowly left the camp under the escort of a group of soldiers, followed by a prisoner cart.

In the prison car was a young man with a disheveled head, with a cloth towel in his mouth, and he couldn't tell what he looked like.

Wei Wuxing and the others watched the convoy disappear until they silently returned to the camp.

When Cheng Wei arrived in Changgu City, he didn't expect such a tragic situation.

Countless houses have collapsed into ruins, shaking the unfallen pavilions, and it is terrifying to look at. Some of the ground cracked deep ravines, buried in the ravines of all sorts of things, and even faintly visible severed arms and stumps emitting a stinting stench, and a bunch of mosquitoes and flies buzzing and circling above.

Beiming Zhenren led the Xuanqing audience to the temporary office set up by the imperial court, and walked step by step, which can be described as shocking. When the disaster is lighter, it is even more vegetarian and white flags in every household.

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

The official who got the news one step earlier greeted him: "Real person, I finally looked forward to you." ”

The official led the people into the temporary yamen, and at the door, there was a servant holding a basin and asking everyone to clean their hands.

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

One by one, they cleaned their hands and entered the yamen.

There were not only officials such as the Zhigu prefect in the yamen, but also officials sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief before.

"Real person, you're here! The person who came to report the news earlier said that you came to drive off the epidemic on the orders of the national teacher. We looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally we looked forward to it. Disaster Relief Yushi said excitedly.

The epidemic in Changgu has developed rapidly, thousands of people have died of the epidemic in just a few days, and the medicinal materials they brought do not play much role at all, and if no one comes to the imperial court, I am afraid that there is only one way left: to isolate the epidemic area, only to enter but not to leave, and let the people in the epidemic area fend for themselves.

Beiming Zhenren looked at the people with eager eyes, coughed and said: "You have misunderstood, Poor Dao is only an auxiliary person this time, and it is the little junior sister of Poor Dao, Xuanwei, who is ordered by the national teacher to get rid of the plague. ”

Little junior sister?

The Disaster Relief Imperial History couldn't help but look at Cheng Wei, who was standing side by side with the real people of the Northern Underworld, while the local officials were at a loss. (To be continued.) )