Chapter 8: Ways to Save Lives

Jiang Yun was still too optimistic about his physical condition, and originally planned to spend three days eating and playing all over the county with bamboo. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoEnjoy the few moments you have left in your life. Unexpectedly, he fell ill only the next day.

Jiang Zhu'er got up early in the morning, first cooked a pot of white porridge, and after waking up Wuwuzi, she found that Jiang Yun had no reaction, and when she probed with her hand, she found that it was very hot. Jiang Yun, who was extremely weak, first developed symptoms of cold and fever, and in the next two days, his condition deteriorated rapidly, and his respiratory tract infection caused severe pneumonia, and then he contracted severe typhoid fever.

The illness came like a mountain, Jiang Yun's body was like a high-rise building in an earthquake, it collapsed in an instant, and all kinds of different diseases swept in one after another, and the five internal organs sounded the alarm at the same time. At first, he could barely get up and drink hot porridge, but after only half a day, he fell into a deep coma.

During this period, Jiang Zhuer found several well-known doctors in the city, and after the diagnosis, they all shook their heads and said that they were helpless. Jiang Yun's life has officially entered the countdown, and all the doctors agree that his time may only be the last day.

Jiang Zhu'er had already cried into a tearful person, kneeling on the edge of the table, gently hugging Jiang Yun's unconscious body, and whispering something. For her, the only thing she can do for her husband may be to silently accompany him on the last journey.

That pitiful appearance makes the carefree son who has never had a heart and lungs feel a little sad. It was rare that the old god stick did not go out to cheat money, but only sat quietly on the side, sighing from time to time.

"Girl, in fact, you don't have to be too sad, Jiang Xiaoyou... Hey, he's not your boyfriend at all. After hesitating for a long time, Sanssouci finally made up his mind and opened his mouth to comfort.

When Jiang Zhu'er heard this, she looked up at him blankly, and said with a sad smile: "Dao Chang said cautiously, Zhu'er and Xianggong have known each other since childhood, and they have been married two years ago, and they get along day and night. No matter how stupid I am, how can I not recognize myself? ”

"That's not what Poor Dao means." Sanssouci smiled bitterly: "Actually, Jiang Xiaoyou's illness has been seen in ancient books. This is not an ordinary disease at all, but an evil thing entering the body and borrowing the corpse to revive the soul. Ordinary doctors naturally can't be cured. ”

Jiang Zhu'er didn't understand what Sanssanzi said, but at this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Dao Chang has seen Xianggong's symptoms? In this case, the Taoist must have a way to deliver! I also asked the Taoist to save my father-in-law, and Zhu'er will be a cow and a horse in the future, and he should repay the Taoist for his kindness. ”

Sanssouci shook his head slightly, and muttered: "The reason why Jiang Xiaoyou was able to survive with almost no pulsation was because a powerful spirit was added to the remnant body, and this spirit was foreign, so it was not weakened by the synchronization of the body. It is really a manifestation of the spirit above the body, but you must know that although the spirit can override the body, it cannot be separated from the body, and once the body finally collapses, no matter how powerful the spirit is, it will eventually die. ”

"In our chatting a few days ago, Poor Dao learned that your father-in-law had been beaten to death a month ago, and his body was extremely weak, and he only had one more breath than the corpse, and at this time, the Jiang Xiaoyou in front of you invaded the body and saved the last breath, so that your father-in-law was able to prolong his life for a month."

"However, January is already the limit, there is no external nourishment, the collapse of the body is only a matter of time, this is an irreversible collapse, as for the reason why your husband is dizzy for no reason, in the eyes of the poor Dao, it must be the reason why the body is too weak and the mental power is no longer enough to control."

This remark of the magic stick, in normal times, Jiang Zhuer would not believe a word. But Jiang Yun's current situation that she may leave at any time makes her feel like a drowning person, even if she knows that what is floating in front of her is only a straw, she can't help but struggle to grab it. "Is there a cure?"

"It's hard." Sanssouci sighed: "The most difficult thing to treat this disease is to consolidate the foundation. To prevent the collapse of the body, it is necessary to make up for it, but it is not replenished, in Jiang Xiaoyou's case, if you make up for it, you will die, but if you don't make it, you will also die, and you will die horizontally and vertically, this is the problem. ”

"In this way, isn't Xianggong certain to die?" Jiang Zhu'er's face turned pale and asked in a sobbing voice.

"Buddha Amitayus! Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and everything has room to turn. Although this disease is difficult to treat, it is not an incurable disease, and there are three ways to treat it. ”

"Please tell me more."

"First, everyone thinks that the dynasty is extremely expensive, but it is His Majesty the Emperor of my Great Zhou, but they don't know that there is still an ancestral religion above the royal family. The ancestral religion is divided into three, one of which is called Lingyun Pavilion, which is the protector of the country, and the pavilion master is a contemporary angel, surnamed Ling, and named Yuran. The angels of the martial arts sect in the past dynasties are all amazing and gorgeous, and their martial arts are superb. Its internal force is unimaginably deep. If the Ling Pavilion Lord is willing to spend on cultivation and personally dredge the meridians of the whole body for Xiaoyou, and reshape the vitality of the five internal areas, Xiaoyou will definitely be able to heal in a long time. ”

When Jiang Zhu'er heard this, she couldn't help but shake her head gloomily. "Impossible. We are just ordinary people who are not even qualified to meet the county master, how can we invite the angel of the protector of the country. ”

Of course ... Worry-free snorted silently, the emperor may not be able to invite the master of the Wuzong Pavilion to come forward if he is in trouble. The existence of the ancestral religion is to protect the country, as long as there is no existential crisis in the country, they will not take such a trivial matter as the death of a few emperors to heart. What's more, in front of him, he is just a scoundrel who relies on people's money.

"Second, the senior brother in charge of the poor road is proficient in metaphysics, and if he comes forward, he can exert the power of Haoyue to transform Xiaoyou's body. If he succeeds, from now on, Jiang Xiaoyou will be immortal and immortal, jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, and he is very powerful! ”

"Change to what?"

"Zombies...

Jiang Zhu'er's little head suddenly turned into a rattle. "Then you might as well die."

"The third is the easiest. Girl, do you know ginseng? ”

"Mountain ginseng?" Jiang Zhu'er was stunned.

"Mountain ginseng, a hundred years can be human-shaped, is ginseng. Ordinary ginseng is just a medicinal material, ginseng is a elixir, as for the thousand-year-old ginseng, it is an immortal medicine that the palace may not have, although it is a little exaggerated to bring back to life, but it may not be impossible to prolong life for ten years. ”

"What does the Taoist mean is that a hundred years of ginseng can save the minister?"

"Yes, the longer the ginseng year, the milder the medicinal properties, and it is the best medicine for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the yuan. In terms of Xiaoyou's current situation where the oil has run out and the lamp is dry, it is estimated that Poor Dao is afraid that it will take a ginseng plant that is more than 500 years old to save it. ”

"Where?"

"There is no market." Sanssouci paused and said. "Even if there are other places, Xiaoyou can't wait, so I can only find it in this county. As far as Poor Dao knows, there is an Anhetang pharmacy in the city, just a town shop old ginseng, the year is more than 300 years, although it is slightly insufficient, but it can barely be used, but... It's a lot of money. ”

"How much?"

"One hundred thousand taels of silver." Wuwuzi glanced at Jiang Zhu'er, and saw that her eyes were empty, obviously frightened by this price, and couldn't help but add: "In fact, ginseng that is less than a thousand years old has little difference. The shopkeeper opened this price in order to raise his own price, and for so many years, no one has come to the door to buy. Poor Dao is sure, 10,000 taels of silver, enough to buy. ”

"I only have a hundred taels... The more Jiang Zhu'er spoke, the quieter she became, and she also felt that the shopkeeper would not sell.

"Then it can't be helped. Girl, you should mourn. ”

"No!" Jiang Zhu'er helped Jiang Yun to lie flat, her pretty face was full of perseverance, and she turned to Wuwuzi Yifu and said, "Trouble the Taoist to help take care of the minister-in-law, I'll go out." ”

"Where?"

"Looking for silver!"

Xianggong, I must save you! Wait for me!