Chapter 439: Selfish Gu Crossing the River and Demolishing the Bridge
The plague in Yan'an City slowly subsided, and the people were almost pacified.
The second prince was praised, but there was no sense of joy at all.
Naturally, he made a great contribution, but this was not what he really wanted.
Joy is no different from torture if it cannot be shared with someone who is attached to it.
He sat opposite King Xu and played chess, and lost a mess because of his absent-mindedness.
It was at this time that the night ginseng visited.
The plague in Yan'an City is almost under control.
After a natural disaster, it is natural that everything is waiting to be rebuilt.
But under the original bureaucratic governance, Yan'an City is afraid that it will only really be abolished.
Ye Mushen is no longer a member of the royal family, how to govern the people and the city, he has never proposed a position.
What he wanted to say to Ye Mutao this time should actually be more by Ling Shang.
Hou Ye's words, from the emperor and generals to the civil and military officials, all obeyed their words.
But Ling Shang is not a person who has the heart to establish himself in the people.
Yan'an City is the whole city, and he will not frown.
No, some words still have to be spoken by Ye Mushen himself.
On the other side, Ling Shang found Yan Huan and Song Xiaomin, who was hanging half his life with Ganoderma lucidum grass.
Song Xiaomin's condition is much worse than that of Ye Mushen seven days ago.
But he seemed to be bound by something in the human world, and he persistently saved his breath.
After Ling Shang probed his pulse, he was also secretly surprised, why did this literati with no kung fu foundation have such a strong vitality?
He opened the purple clay jar; Yan Huan on the side saw the things inside, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
The Gu worms in the jar were completely different from the ones that Ling Shang had used on him the day before.
These two ice butterfly larvae were raised by Ling Shang with his own blood.
Both grew to the size of grapes, and the translucent surface of their bodies was smooth and shiny, wrapped in a deep purple medicinal juice.
"That's too wicked, isn't it? Aren't you afraid of the wrath of God? Yan Huan finally asked.
Ling Shang glanced at him coldly, as if asking rhetorically, "This is not nonsense."
He picked up a swaddling one; This is the baby boy he bought on the way here, but two ingots of gold.
The plague destroyed not only the lives of the sick, but also their families.
The baby boy in Ling Shang's arms came from such a family.
Selling a baby boy who is difficult to raise can bury a few unfortunate patients and still have a surplus, which is a very good deal.
Ling Shang fed the baby boy ecstasy soup, and the child was not noisy or noisy at the moment, and slept very sweetly.
Untying the swaddling clothes, Ling Shang cut a wide opening under the baby's abdomen.
It took a while for the grape-sized male to enter the host's body.
Yan Huan had seen a corpse insect the size of a lizard, and he had also smashed a spider the size of a fist with his bare hands, but when he saw the Gu worm burrowing into the baby boy's body, he couldn't help but look away.
It was just a baby who had just completed the moon......
After dealing with the male Gu on the baby boy's body, Ling Shang sent the female Gu into Song Xiaomin's body in the same way.
The insect Gu on Ling Shang's body was extremely small, and he was also very slow to absorb ** yuan.
In this way, he can also buy himself some time.
When he returns to the Qianqing Temple, Mi Xiang can recuperate for him.
The insect Gu in the baby boy's body is amazingly large, and what he absorbs is the pure essence of the newborn baby boy, and the conditioning effect is self-evident.
The worm Gu the size of a grain of rice was sent in Ye Mu Shen's body for most of the day, and he only returned his soul slightly; And Song Xiaomin woke up in less than an hour.
At this moment, the baby boy's face was bloodless.
Song Xiaomin looked at Ling Shang with a dull look in his eyes, "Your Highness, Weichen is derelict in his duties, please surrender." ”