Chapter 89: A Trip to a Deserted Village (6)

Lingyun only felt that his cheeks were hot and embarrassed, so he hurriedly retreated to the side, and waited for Yang Xiaoding and the two to pass before he followed the door and locked the courtyard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After the two drank tea for a while, the village chief hurriedly knocked on the door and walked in, sat down on the chair and began to sigh.

Yang Xiaoding knew that he was worried about food, so he told his old Taoist what he had just promised.

"You just need to find some patients quickly and let my master take the pulse, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

"This, I really don't know how to thank you, and I will worship you, and I will definitely worship you every day in the future!" The village chief was so excited that he didn't know what to say, so he knelt down in front of the Qingshan Daoist as soon as his legs were weak.

Such a big gift, how can you accept it easily, Qingshan Dao people hurriedly stood up and pulled the village chief up with Yang Xiaoding.

"Don't talk about these things here, hurry up and find someone to come over, I'll go back to the city to study the antidote after I see it." Qingshan Daoren said.

When the village chief heard this, he didn't dare to excuse himself here, so he got up again and went out to look for someone, but secretly recorded the kindness of the two in his heart.

Soon, the village chief led three middle-aged men in, and Yang Xiaoding saw their state, and his heart was also cold.

All of them were gray-faced, their eyes were blank, their bodies were thin with only bones, their hair was gray, and they looked like they were a little older than those who were sixty or seventy years old.

On the way here, they heard some things from the village chief, and knew that these two people were powerful characters, so they naturally complimented them and greeted them politely.

Lingyun moved a chair over and invited the three of them to sit down in turn, and found a small table for the Qingshan Daoist to use as a consultation table.

The first man smiled and stretched out one of his arms, his complexion was yellow and skinny, and it was shocking to see.

Qingshan Daoist endured the sadness in his heart, took the pulse wholeheartedly, and then his face became unsightly.

The pulse is vague, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, I'm afraid it's not very good.

"He's too poisonous, if there is no way, I'm afraid he won't last a month."

When the village chief and Yang Xiaoding heard this, they were also uncomfortable, but at this time, they could only resign themselves to fate.

Fortunately, these three people had a plan, and they knew that they would not live long, so they were prepared, and they didn't answer, just waited quietly, and waited for the people of Qingshan Dao to come to see a doctor.

After the three of them finished reading it, Qingshan Dao Cai said in a deep voice: "This poison has penetrated into your seven meridians and eight veins, if you use a strong antidote, I am afraid that you will not be able to bear it, this is a big problem, I need to go back and study it carefully." ”

The village chief now believes in the Qingshan Taoist wholeheartedly, and immediately said: "I have listened to the Taoist, and I am tired of the Taoist." ”

"Then without further ado, let's go back to the city to study the antidote." Qingshan Daoren said.

"Hey, I originally wanted to invite the two of you to have a meal, but now it seems that there is no such opportunity, ashamed, ashamed!" The village chief said embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, when the matter is settled, I will definitely come to eat." Yang Xiaoding was talking while walking out of the courtyard with his old way.

Before the village chief came back, he had already called the driver's uncle, asking him to come and pick him up quickly, and the uncle just sent a text message saying that he was already waiting at the entrance of the village.

The village chief and Lingyun put the two in the car before turning around and going home.

Needless to say, the bumps and boredom on the road were self-explanatory, and soon the two returned to the courtyard of Qingshan Daoren.

At this time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't eat at noon, Yang Xiaoding was hungry and didn't want to speak, so he went straight to the kitchen as soon as he entered the door.

Qingshan Daoist went to find Meng's father and took out a small porcelain bottle, which contained blood taken from the villagers, and asked him to help test the composition of the blood inside.

Father Meng happily agreed, and plunged into the laboratory with the porcelain vase.

When he returned to the living room, Yang Xiaoding had already put the noodles on the table, and Qingshan Daoren was very happy in his heart, it was really good to have an apprentice, and he knew that he felt sorry for the master, and he was not in vain for his education.

After eating, Qingshan Daoist took money to Yang Xiaoding to let him buy food, and he went back to the room, took out another small porcelain bottle, and poured it into the white jade on the table, the blood color was black, and it was accompanied by a faint smell, Qingshan Daoist took out the pills he had refined in recent years and the herb powder he had treasured and put them next to the plate, and added a little to the blood from time to time to see if the black inside could be neutralized.

Until all the medicines were used up, there was no effect at all, and the Qingshan Dao people began to be anxious, and their hands unconsciously touched their chests, where there was a crystal clear stone, and an idea arose in their hearts.

At the beginning, this stone was not contaminated with any toxicity in the body of the zombie, maybe it was a detoxification baby, it was better to try it with this stone, and the Qingshan Daoist took out the stone and put it on the table.

The faint blue light flows, revealing a different kind of beauty, making it impossible to take the eyes off it.

Qingshan Daoist put the stone into the saucer, and it didn't take long for him to be surprised to find that after adding the blood that was originally like a pool of stagnant water to the stone, it immediately boiled, and the black color was removed little by little, and what was left was bright red normal blood.

Oops, it really works, this is really a causal cycle, the poison of the zombie still needs to be solved by the things on his body, Qingshan Daoren was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the blood in the dish to ask Father Meng to help check it.

Soon, all the components in the blood came out, and the small porcelain bottle that he took for the first time had a strange black substance in the blood, and he didn't know what was going on, he had never seen such a thing.

However, the blood neutralized with stones is normal, and all indicators are no different from normal people.

After getting a definite result, Qingshan Daoist put down his hanging heart.

After Yang Xiaoding came back from buying a truckload of grain and vegetables, the Qingshan Daoist handed him the stone and asked him to hurry up and wait for the things to be in the village.

To use it, you only need to soak the stone in clean water for ten minutes, and then give the water to the patient to drink, but you must continue until everyone is cleared of the poison.

Yang Xiaoding admired his old generosity, and the rare baby said that he would send it out, and at the same time took something out, opened the passenger door of the truck, sat in, and commanded the driver master to drive to the village.

When I arrived at the place, it was already dark, but I still had to be busy, sending food from door to door.