Bing Yan pointed at the barbarian king with his sword: "Han Quan, will this person be killed?" Before I could answer, I heard Zhao Meng shouting: "I can kill it with one knife, it's really ruthless, Lao Tzu's bones are about to be broken by him." ”

I know that he is talking angrily, he is a hot-tempered person, he can fight and kill at every turn, he has the courage of ten thousand people, but he has no brains, and he must not be allowed to make his own decisions about major matters. From the perspective of the overall situation, the barbarian king must not be killed. First, we don't know what kind of territory it is, and we don't know how to get out, and we can't get out without the locals to guide us. Second, this barbarian king is the leader of the Yi people, if he is killed, the Yi people will inevitably fight with us to the death, and when the time comes, even if we can fight ten against one, what can we do?

I coughed for a while, spat out blood, and finally made a sound, so I endured the pain and said, "Untie his acupuncture hole." Bingyan hesitated, glanced at me, and still unlocked his acupoint.

The barbarian king was relieved, and his hands and feet gradually regained consciousness, but suddenly he picked up the axe, and Bingyan frowned, glanced at me, and held the sword tightly.

The barbarian king picked up his axe, but threw it at his own neck, and I heard him seem to say to himself: "I am sorry, I cannot save you, my fellow citizens who have been afflicted by sickness, and I am ashamed that there is no point in my life for those who have died." I'm going first! There was a burst of tears around him, but there was no intention to stop him.

"Don't." The moment his axe fell, I grabbed a snowflake dart on the ground and hit him in the hand, his hand was numb, but the axe still fell, it seemed that he had made up his mind, and I couldn't stop him. My fingers were cut by the dart, and suddenly a numbness filled my whole body, and I fell down, and my whole body had no strength left.

I closed my eyes, I couldn't bear to look at his head, but I heard a "bang", and when I opened my eyes again, a purple gold sword blocked the axe, and it was Zhao Meng. "Do you want to die if I want to die?" Although the barbarian king was paralyzed, he could still open his mouth to speak, and glared at me with angry eyes.

"Phew, if it weren't for respecting you as a man, Lao Tzu wouldn't bother to care about you!" Zhao Meng coughed and said, knocking the axe in his hand down.

"Hanquan, are you okay?" The ice goose lifted me up, tears in her eyes. I smiled wryly at her, speechless. "You were so badly injured by him, why did you save him?" Bingyan asked.

I spat out blood, pointed at the barbarian king, and said with difficulty: "He also has difficulties. Ice Goose raised his head and looked at the Barbarian King. The barbarian king was silent, but a soldier continued for him: "Probably a few days ago, a person in our tribe suddenly started a fever, and not many people paid attention to it at first, and he himself didn't pay attention to it, so he asked the chief for a few herbs to eat. But that day, his condition began to worsen, he began to vomit blood, became unconscious, and died that night. In the past, there were cases of death due to illness, so I didn't pay much attention to it, and after burying the body, everyone went hunting. But I didn't expect this to be just the beginning of a nightmare......" At this point, Yi Bing wiped the tears from his face with his hand.

Zhao Meng's face was no longer angry, his face became more and more solemn, and he said heavily: "You go on." What happened? Yi Bing calmed down a little and said, "Then people began to get sick one after another, and the symptoms were the same. In just a few days, he died, dozens of people died. All of a sudden, the people were panicked, and the chief knew that this was not a trivial matter, so he hurriedly called the high priest, and the high priest divined that it was because he had offended the gods, and the gods had come down to make trouble, so they needed to sacrifice with sacrifices......"

"What is the sacrifice?" Zhao Meng asked, "Three living people!" The soldier said with his face covered. The chieftain could not bear to sacrifice the lives of his people, but if he did not sacrifice, more would die. In order not to embarrass the chief, we went to look for it, but there would be no one in this barren mountain ......."

Hearing this, I probably knew what had happened, and if I looked at the barbarian king and the others, they were not at fault, but I thought it was impossible to get rid of the disease by sacrificing the living, not the dead. Not to mention whether it works or not, even if it does, it is against humanity.

"Grandma's, so you want to use our sacrifice to pray for no disaster, how is this possible! Illness needs to rely on medicine, what gods and ghosts are all deceptive, Lao Tzu has never seen it. It's all. Zhao Meng said angrily.

"Hanquan, what should I do?" Bingyan asked in a low voice, "Help me up." I said, and the ice goose let out an "um" and helped me up.

"I can cure the sickness of your people!" I said firmly, but I didn't know much in my heart, I only knew a little about medicine, but it was better to try than not to try, after all, it was all in this situation.

"You, can you heal?" Yiren asked in a low voice, and the barbarian king sighed: "Dead horses should be live horse doctors." Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. If it really can't be cured, it will be considered a good fate, and I will not survive. ”

"Chief!" The soldiers wanted to speak, but were interrupted by the barbarian king: "No need to say more! The matter was settled. ”