The night is miserable.

Feng Yi and Zhao Wuwu followed Lan Mo into the "Chao Ancestral Hall".

The ancestral hall is a two-in-two-compartment, quadrangle-style wooden building, the material is stout, the frame is high and open, the arch flap is obvious, the face width is about three zhang, and the depth is about ten zhang.

The front is the entrance hall, the back is the main hall, the beam is lifted and the bucket is mixed beam frame, hanging on the roof, and the ridge is decorated with a dragon head and a phoenix tail kissing beast.

The ancestral hall has been repeatedly repaired, and there is no trace of the sun and the moon, as new as before.

In particular, the whole ancestral hall is chiseled and tenoned, pierced through the beam and connected to the arch, and the column is connected without an iron nail, all connected by mortise and tenon joints, the structure is firm, and the joint is meticulous, all of which make people marvel at the talent of the ancients.

Enter.

Under the candle light, the eyes are swept around.

The east and west wings of the courtyard are divided into eight rooms respectively, which are divided into rest, recuperation and treatment, and the living and activity areas are placed in the center of the courtyard.

Since the water source has been cut off, Lan Mo and Lin Xiaohagi go door to door to collect the unused water storage, and then gather it together and enter the main hall, and Lin Xiaohagi himself distributes it on time and in quantity every day.

It was the third watch in the middle of the night, but everyone had no sleep, and they came out to see each other.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

There were more than 100 people in the village, but now there are only about 30 people left. Although the dead are gone, the eyes of the living are full of sorrow and pain.

Suddenly, when they saw Feng Yi and Zhao Wuwu, two strange "outsiders" coming in, their eyes lit up, and they felt that the hope of life was in front of them, before the dawn of the end times.

Zhao Wuwu's heart was sour, and tears filled his eyes.

Lan Mo sighed faintly and whispered: "When we entered the village, about half of the villagers were already infected with the virus, and even if we tried our best to rescue them, we could only save a few. ”

Feng Yi was slightly stunned and said, "Didn't you find the antidote?"

Lan Mo shook her head and said gloomily, "The evil poison of the dragon's blood soil has infected the moisturizing and weak water underground, and has almost destroyed all the grass and trees in the entire village. We were trapped in the enchantment array and couldn't get out, so we could only be treated with the antidote pill refined by Shushan that we carried with us, but the effect was not very good. ”

Feng Yi was silent, thinking about the antidote.

At this time, another female disciple of Shushan came up from the main hall lotus step.

I saw her with mantis eyebrows, pretty eyes, a straight nose, a clever chin, a little childish and soft red lips, and a little childish and soft red lips.

It's not hard to guess her name, she is Lan Mo's younger sister.

Lin Kohagi.

After a brief introduction, Lan Mo asked, "Xiao Hagi, is the senior brother awake?"

Lin Xiaohao turned worried and shook his head.

According to Lan Mo's account just now, after their twelve disciples of Shushan entered the village, in the process of breaking the formation and saving people, they were secretly attacked by the Blazing Fire Envoy and Zhi Bingwei from time to time.

First, Yan Hua and Xie Yingzong were killed by the ghost doctor Zhi Bingwei with a ghost tooth needle, and then Tu Jinqun was plotted by his "hook kiss", although he was rescued, but now he is unconscious like a vegetative person. At the same time, Kong Ni, Qin Benzhen and others were trapped in the east and west of the village by the enemy's array in the middle and the boundary in the middle of the realm respectively.

It was only when I heard Cui Dongting's cry for help just now that I couldn't wait to run out of the ancestral hall, and then I knew that Cui Dongting was infected and became a zombie and had no choice but to be killed, so the other brothers must be more than lucky.

Judging by the simple information that is understood, the current situation is very unfavorable for them.

Feng Yi exhaled lightly and said, "Saving people is like fighting fire, take me to see Senior Brother Tu first." ”

Lan Mo said movingly: "Mr. Feng is also proficient in medical skills?"

On the way just now, she probably heard about Feng Yi and Zhao Wuwu's method of entering the battle, and knew that Feng Yi was a great rune master.

Zhao Wuwu's eyes flashed, and he said proudly: "Ten Dao Nine Doctors, Mr. is a disciple of the Medicine King." ”

Lan Mo and Lin Xiaohao were stunned, and their eyes suddenly added a hint of admiration to Feng Yi.

Lin Xiaohagi's pretty eyes twinkled like starlight, and she said excitedly and excitedly: "Then Xiao Hagi and Senior Sister should be renamed Mr. Feng 'Little Uncle'." ”

Feng Yi was stunned and said, "You are the disciple of the second senior brother Meng Xian?"

Lin Xiaohao smiled and said diligently: "My master was instructed by the King of Medicine in Shushan twenty years ago, and he was honored as a teacher. Therefore, we also have a small light and ask for a bargain. ”

Feng Yi had a big headache.

First, there is a Zhao Wuwu who wants to worship him as "Mr.", and then a Lin Xiaohao wants to call him "Little Uncle".

He felt extremely unnatural, extremely awkward.

Under the leadership of Lin Xiaohao, Feng Yi, whose face was shy and flushed, came to the main hall.

On the left is the simple rest area of Blue Foam and Lin Xiaohagi and the place where they can eat and drink, and on the right is the temporary intensive care room.

It is said that it is an intensive care room, but in fact, it is a simple fence that is framed and isolated by wooden boards. There are two rooms, one for surgery and the other for monitoring critically ill patients.

There is only one person in the "custody room".

Tu Jinqun lay quietly flat, breathing smoothly and smoothly, as if he was asleep.

The fragrance of medicine wafted out, and the room was filled with dozens of self-made pills from Shushan, all of which were treasures.

Feng Yi didn't have time to think about it, collected his mind, and after observing Tu Jinqun's color, taking the pulse, and diagnosing the injury, he said: "Judging from the wound, it should be my senior brother's unique weapon 'Ghost Tooth Needle'." Judging from the hue and vein, Senior Brother Tu is the poison of 'Kuwan Gong', and it has another more terrifying name, that is, the famous 'hook kiss'. Those who are poisoned by this poison will immediately fall into a coma, and if they are not treated in time, they will die within seven days. Fortunately, you put a spirit stone on his chest, otherwise the poisonous gas would have already hit his heart. ”

According to the record of "Shennong's Materia Medica", the hook nose leaf is like kudzu, red stem, as big as an arrow, and the square root is yellow, which is highly poisonous.

Legend has it that Shennong tasted a hundred herbs and died one month after eating a hook kiss by mistake.

Zhao Wuwu frowned, contemplated, and after a while, his whole body was deflated, he looked at Feng Yi, and said strangely: "Sir, how do you know that he has a spirit stone on his chest?

Tianyan is mostly born congenitally, I am an ordinary man, I have not received the merit of creation, how can I be born with Tianyan?

Feng Yi rolled his eyes and replied angrily: "Looking, smelling, asking, and cutting are not overnight. You're just starting out in the industry, and you're just a beginner, so of course you can't master it. ”

Lan Mo and Lin Xiaohao smiled, and Zhao Wuwu smiled embarrassedly back.

Feng Yi's thoughts returned to the track, and he continued: "This spirit stone can not only remove all kinds of poisons and invigorate blood and nourish qi, but also has the miraculous effect of reviving the dead and improving cultivation. If I'm not mistaken, it should have something to do with the legendary 'Nuwa Stone'. ”

Lan Momei's eyes lit up, and she couldn't hide her disbelief, nodded and explained: "The spirit stone that Mr. Feng said is shaped like the blue of the ocean and contains the power of the mysterious spirit, called 'Nuwa's Tears', which is the opening holy product given to my ancestor by Tang Jiamu, the previous master of the Tang Sect. ”

The Mangmang ancient mine of the Tangmen of the Xiajiang River is rich in jade, since the Tang ancestor Tang Tang discovered and excavated, there are indeed many sacred jade, holy stones to amaze the world.

Feng Yi shrugged his shoulders and said with a radiant expression: "Although the 'Nuwa's Tears' is wonderful, the power of the Xuan Spirit is limited, and there will be a day when it will be hollowed out. According to my speculation, this holy stone should have been used three or four times, and there was not much spiritual power left in it, otherwise Senior Brother Tu would have recovered and woken up. ”

Lin Xiaohao's beautiful big eyes looked at Feng Yi deeply with admiration, and at the same time, he did not hesitate to offer a sweet smile, with a bit of innocent and pure taste, and said happily: "Wonderful! I almost clapped my hands to show my excitement.

She said Uncle Xiao on the left and Uncle Xiao on the right, calling her kindly and sweetly. Zhao Wuwu, who is also called Zhao Wuwu, is jealous, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and he said: "Feng Yi is my husband, not your little uncle, don't mess with the relationship." ”

If a woman has the opportunity to be jealous, she will never let it go.

Lin Xiaohao was stunned, his eyes rolled flexibly, and said, "You call yours, I call mine, they have nothing to do with each other." ”

Zhao Wuwufeng's eyes widened slightly, tiger teeth flashed out, and he rarely showed a strong "counterattack" expression, and said, "Don't scream." ”

Lin Xiaohao showed a wary look, his apricot eyes were round, and he said-for-tat: "I'm biased." Little uncle, little uncle......"

Zhao Wuwu put his jade hand on Xiaoman's waist, bit his lower lip, and glanced at her, showing a delicate expression that was almost angry, and stomped his feet and said: "You ......" was speechless for a while.

Feng Yi laughed at it, and his face showed helplessness that could not be done.

Being in the midst of flowers, he was not blessed to enjoy, but embarrassed.

It's not to say, it's not to scold.

It should not be, it shouldn't be, and it shouldn't be.

Lan Mo smiled dumbly and said, "Xiao Hagi, don't speak." Don't bother Mr. Feng to save his brother. ”

Lin Xiaohao remembered that this was an intensive care unit, and the senior brother was still unconscious, so he immediately kept silent.

A slap didn't make a sound, and Zhao Wuwu also remained silent, but Feng Mu glared at Lin Xiaohao dishonestly.

Lin Xiaohagi endured and turned a blind eye.

Feng Yi coughed dryly and said, "At the moment, there is neither Sanhuang soup nor fresh sheep blood here, it seems that we can only use polar blood silkworms." ”

The three women were surprised, their faces were all filled with touching surprise, and they said in unison: "Polar blood silkworm?"

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Lin Xiaohao couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Junior, where can I find the polar blood silkworm?"

Feng Yi smiled: "Don't look for it, I have it on me." As he spoke, he took out a small wooden box from the cloth bag around his waist.

Under the excited and curious gaze of the three pairs of pretty eyes, Feng Yi opened it gently, and only to see a bloody spirit silkworm with a thick thumb eating broken leaf foam.

This polar blood silkworm king is Bai Guanghu's eighteenth birthday gift that Bai Guanghu did not hesitate to go to Xiling Snow Mountain, thousands of miles away, and grabbed it to give to Feng Yi.

Zhao Wuwu stared curiously at the small linen-colored delicate cloth bag hanging from his waist, and said with a smile: "Sir, how many treasures are hidden in your magical cloth bag? One moment it was the Pulse Needle, the other was the Colorful Star Stone, and now it was the Polar Blood Silkworm. ”

Lan Mo and Lin Xiaohagi were also shocked.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Hehe, what's so strange about this? In fact, the Polar Blood Silkworm is already the last treasure you have ever seen, and there are only black medicine tripods and pulse Xuan Needles left right now." ”

There are a total of six treasures in this cloth bag, among which the heart of immortality has been used up, the gourd jade is placed in the Qiao family compound as a magic weapon, and the colorful star stone is laid out at the entrance of Chaocun Village.

Zhao Wuwu suddenly remembered something, his face was pale, his little feet stomped lightly, and with a slight resentment, he hurriedly said: "Sir, you can't give away the polar blood silkworm." ”

Lan Mo and Lin Xiaohagi were stunned, and the latter showed a disdainful look of "real small device", and asked, "Why?"

Of course, Zhao Wuwu knew the importance of the polar blood silkworm to Feng Yi, and said with a slight cry: "What do you know? If he gives it away, what will he do if his old illness attacks?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Lan Mo and Lin Xiaohao both showed embarrassment.

They are also proficient in medical skills, and when they saw Feng Yi with a sickly face just now, they knew that he had no true yuan in his body, and he was not alive for a long time.

Feng Yi said with a relaxed and natural expression: "There is a priority for illness. It's better to save people first. ”

Zhao Wuwu's tears flowed, he wanted to speak and stopped, and sighed in his heart: "Sir, you are too kind, you will suffer." You're always saving people, when will God save you?"

Feng Yi avoided Zhao Wuwu's heartache and pity eyes, turned to Lin Xiaohao, and said, "Xiaohao, you are responsible for making the medicinal soup." ”

Lin Xiaohao said like nectar, "Thank you, Uncle Xiao." Then he happily took the polar blood silkworm and happily accepted the order.

Lan Mo looked solemn and said, "Mr. Feng, aren't you afraid that the old disease will recur at any time?"

Feng Yi said casually: "It's a lie to say that you're not afraid, but we have no choice right now." Actually, don't worry too much, I can still hold on for half a month. ”

Zhao Wuwu and Lan Mo both sighed gloomily.

Feng Yi and Zhao Wuwu withdrew from the guardianship room with Lan Mo, and the three of them came to the rest area of the main hall and sat down, and when they were about to discuss the method of cracking the dragon blood soil, they happened to see Shangguan Bupo, who had placed and disposed of Cui Dongting's corpse, just returned to the ancestral hall.

After Shangguan Bupo listened to Lan Mo's brief account of the matter, he hugged his fists and saluted, and said respectfully: "Thank you for your great kindness, Mr. Feng will never forget his help this time." If he can go out of battle one day, he will definitely repay him with death if he does not break it. ”

Feng Yi got up and saluted: "It's serious." ”

Shangguan Bupo sighed faintly: "After the senior brother consumes the polar blood silkworm, I hope to wake up as soon as possible." He is the most proficient in formations, and if you want to break the formation, you have to rely on him. ”

Feng Yi looked up at the dark and silent sky from the patio, and said, "I will probably wake up early tomorrow morning." ”

The night is dark.

The darkness before dawn.