Chapter 9: Qingfeng City
After washing, Luo Yan walked out of the room.
"Guest, this way."
Xiao Er, who had been waiting for a long time on the side, immediately greeted Luo Yan after seeing him come out and led Luo Yan to his seat.
Luo Yan saw that he was right by the window on the second floor, no one disturbed him, and it was not bad.
After sitting down, Xiao Er brought up the hot dishes, and then left, motioning to Luo Yan to please.
In this regard, Luo Yan is quite satisfied, this little er's eyesight is really not an ordinary person, at least in his opinion, this person is not bad.
After eating, Luo Yan felt that it tasted very good, at least much better than his dry food.
He was not in a hurry, so he tasted it very slowly. At this time, he was not far from the Qingshan Sect, and there must be no demon beasts here, so he decided to rest for a day before leaving.
Half an hour later, Luo Yan stopped his chopsticks and wanted to rest for a while.
At this time, he had nothing to do, and wanted to listen to the interesting stories discussed by the guests around him.
It just so happened that there was a table not far away where the conversation was particularly intense, and Luo Yan clearly saw that on the opposite table, when an old man spoke, his expression could be called his eyebrows fluttering.
"Hey! I won't lie to you, old man, the girls in Qingfeng City are more beautiful than the other, especially the Qingfeng Tower, which is a must in the world! ”
After listening carefully, Luo Yan heard clearly what the old man said, and couldn't help laughing, no wonder the old man said so energetically.
Listening to the old man constantly discussing the Qingfeng Building, he kept talking about how the girls there were, especially when he talked about the Oiran of the Qingfeng Building, it could be said that he was in the blood, as if he was twenty years younger in an instant.
The surrounding guests were also attracted by this old man who became more and more energetic for a while.
After the old man finished boasting about the infinite scenery of his previous days, a person in the distance spoke.
"But I heard that there was a strange disease in Qingfeng City, like a plague. Those who are infected will not look like anything at first, but after a few days, their bodies will turn white and bloodless. If left untreated, the skin will ulcerate within a few days. The light ones are broken, and the heavy ones are killed. ”
As soon as these words came out, there was undoubtedly a thunderclap on the ground, and the people around the explosion who were still bloody suddenly wilted.
Beauty or something, in the face of life and safety, which is more important, the people around you can still distinguish clearly.
After Luo Yan listened, his eyes fell on this person completely.
When I was eating before, I accidentally glanced at this person and looked at his dress, as if I didn't want people to know his identity. Luo Yan didn't care about it at the time, so he ignored it, after all, he was just a passerby, as long as others didn't find fault with him, why should he care about others?
It's not his style to find something to do.
At this moment, Luo Yan took a closer look, only to find that this person's identity seemed to be unusual.
The man was wearing a hat and a black veil, looking like he didn't want to see anyone, and he was wearing a tight black robe, which seemed to be specially made to facilitate physical movement, and the most important thing was that there were faint golden lines in front of his clothes, which seemed to be faintly merged into a text.
It's a pity that it was too far away, and Luo Yan couldn't tell what kind of words were written.
However, Luo Yan can be sure that this person is not a martial artist, or a martial arts master, and he is definitely not an ordinary man.
"I don't know, is there a way to save it?"
At this time, another question was asked, which undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention, and it was also a question in their hearts. After the news broke the news of the man in black, they were all a little scared, what would they do if they contracted this disease.
Fortunately, they didn't speak, and someone spoke for them.
The man in black also looked at the man, and looked at the other party as an elegant scholar.
This person looks white and pure, dressed in a light blue robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, and is fanning gently, looking at his face, he should be in his early twenties, and he wants to be the son of a family.
He fanned the folding fan unhurriedly, glanced at the man in black, showed a harmless smile of humans and animals, and said again casually: "I don't know if there is an antidote?" ”
After the man in black looked at each other, he opened his eyes very casually, and said indifferently: "Anyway, it's not a secret, so I might as well tell you, if you get infected, there is also a means to save your life." ”
Hearing this, the people around him looked at him and waited for his words.
"The antidote is the blood herb, the martial artist can take it orally, and the disease can be resolved by refining it with aura, while ordinary people need to boil the blood herb into a soup, take it for three days, and they will recover."
When I got the answer, the people around me were talking.
For martial artists, this blood herb is an indispensable medicine for the quenching period, and for ordinary people, the effect is also not ordinary, it has the effect of strengthening the body, clearing heat and detoxifying, and invigorating blood and removing stasis.
It is said that the price of the Living Blood Grass is higher for ordinary people, and it is inconvenient for ordinary people to enter the place where the Living Blood Grass grows, while the martial artist has no problem walking sideways as long as he cultivates enough.
Therefore, if ordinary people want to get the Living Blood Grass, they can only buy it by sending mercenary groups or buying it from warriors, which is undoubtedly a priceless existence for ordinary people.
"Could it be that this is the reason why Yang Ding collected a large amount of Living Blood Grass?"
After listening to the words of the man in black, Luo Yan couldn't help but ponder. Originally, he was surprised, even if the Living Blood Grass was indispensable among them, there was no need to hoard a large amount, one or two plants could ensure a person's immediate needs.
Thinking about it at this time, it is estimated that Yang Ding is the reason why he hoarded a large amount of blood grass in the sect for this.
I just don't know if he is a big hero in disaster relief and rescue, or a bandit who took advantage of the fire to rob.
Luo Yan didn't care about this, no matter what Yang Ding did with this, it was his business, and it had nothing to do with Luo Yan, and his goal was just to exchange gold coins from Yang Ding.
"Is it just the Living Blood Herb that can heal? For ordinary people, that would be tantamount to killing him. ”
Just as Luo Yan was pondering, the boy spoke again.
"I don't know, if you want to know, you might as well go and see for yourself."
The man in black shook his head, sneered, and stopped talking, leaving the boy alone to continue thinking.
Seeing that he really couldn't ask anything, Childe sighed and got up to leave.
From afar, Luo Yan seemed to hear what the boy said after getting up.
"Originally, there was no market for ordinary people's blood grass, but this time I am afraid it has been speculated to a sky-high price, which really makes ordinary people sick and can't afford to get sick."
Luo Yan nodded secretly, what this person said was the same as he thought, but these are not things they should worry about, taking care of themselves is the most important thing at the moment.
"Everyone has their own destiny, God is destined, their life and death are not for me to consider."
Shaking his head, Luo Yan got up and left and went to rest.