At the foot of Mt. Jungnami.

A path leading to the mountain, littered with human remains.

There were about 200 people here, each with a look of horror in their eyes, as if they had seen something incredible.

The smell of blood filled the aisle and it was disgusting, and soon, the smell of blood attracted many jackals and beasts to the door, but when they saw that they looked around cautiously, and saw that there was not a single superfluous living person present, they vigilantly moved their limbs and walked towards the pile of dead people, and some of the timid ones grabbed a bloody thigh and ran away.

And some of the bold ones are determined to feast in the pile of the dead, and after a while, three figures came down the mountain road, looking at their bare heads and plain clothes, they thought that they were the monks in the Puguang Temple under the mountain.

Seeing the terrible corpses all over the ground, a young novice turned his head and vomited, his red face and bursting green tendons almost spit out the bitter gall, and his face was covered with snot and tears.

After finally breathing a sigh of relief, the little novice still didn't dare to turn his head to look at the wreckage all over the ground, and said to the older monk beside him with a pale face: "Master, this is too tragic, just like the purgatory that the Buddha said, the disciple really doesn't dare to look at it directly." ”

The look on the old monk's face was actually not much better than that of the little monk, and he looked at the beasts who were feasting in the crowd with trembling lips, and sighed: "Dust returns to dust, no matter how brilliant a person's life is, in the end it will only turn into a cup of loess, in vain, let's send these donors the last journey." ”

Sitting on the ground, reciting Buddhist scriptures frequently, the two little monks behind him did the same, and also followed the master to sit cross-legged on the ground and recited the mantra of the past, they hoped to remember that not long ago, many people had begged them for water to drink, but now it is a separation between heaven and man, which is really a little embarrassing.

At this time, a large number of crows were also attracted by the smell of blood, and waved their wings and hovered over the sea of corpses, making bursts of oozing cooing, and three or two crows then landed on the blades inserted in the ground.

The sky is gray, and corpses, wild beasts, crows, and monks chanting sutras paint a picture of the end times.

On the mountain road, a group of people were staring closely at the man who was sitting on the rock, and behind him was a man with white hair squatting on his knees, but he saw that this man was holding eight silver needles between his ten fingers, and he was quickly acupuncture and healing the man's wounds.

In the rapid flying of the fingers, it can be seen that silver needles are quickly interspersed on the man's back muscles, which are the two of Baicaoxian and Dongzhang.

"Sister Long, is he healing his brother?" Lu Yao's eyes were ruddy, thinking that it was because of the crying he had just made, and his two eyes were swollen into red peach.

The dragon girl didn't answer, she was close to Dongzhang's side, staring at the ten-fingered Baicao Fairy with a nervous expression.

It's no wonder that Hu Lu Yao has this question, it is really that Baicao Xian's way of saving people is too bloody, how can there be frequent bloodletting of patients to save people, it looks like killing people.

At this time, the chef, who had a big waist and a round waist, explained loudly, but when he saw him squeezing his eyes at Lu Yao, he smiled and said: "Little sister, don't look good at my friend, but if he says second in terms of medical skills, no one in this world dares to admit that he is first, not even those bullshit imperial doctors in the emperor's palace." ”

The information revealed in the words of the chef is not small, and everyone looked shocked when they heard the words, and even Dongzhang was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Baicao Immortal was still a miracle doctor with an unknown reputation.

This is what he didn't expect, too, people's names are called Baicao Xian, and that Shennong tastes Baicao Isn't it the same way, in this regard, the people in the ancient tomb completely believed in Baicao Xian, and looked curiously at him tinkering on Dongzhang's back.

This character appeared too late in the original book, it was already the late stage, and Dongzhang didn't know who had higher medical skills compared to his friend from the Tianzhu monk of Yideng, but I think it was his Baicao Fairy.

Our China has a long history, and there have been many weirdos and strange people, which one is not a famous figure, and how can he be compared to him.

The poison of the love flower that gave Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu a headache for half a lifetime, maybe they can be cured as soon as they make a move, just by virtue of the name of Baicao Fairy, they know that their cognition of herbs has reached the realm of immortals, which is of course an exaggerated metaphor, but those who dare to think of themselves as grass fairies, how can they dare to admit themselves without two brushes.

But it may be necessary for the plot, and Mr. Jin let him appear in the later stage, otherwise how can it reflect the unswerving love between Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu from 16 years to death.

Hermit hermit, talking about their group, it's not something you can find if you want to, and in addition to the identity of the healer, the herb fairy has another unknown identity, that is, the killer.

Able to save people with needles can naturally kill people with needles, and the general cook, on the surface is a butcher, but in fact he is a skilled killer, Dongzhang has fought with a human cook, knowing that his Ding knife technique is from the pre-Qin period, the roots are Miao Hong, but it is not now comparable to the big road knife method of these later sects.

Looking at Zhang Yiyu and Baicao Xian, Dongzhang is not only a little curious about their respective experiences, but one thing is for sure is that each of them has had adventures, which has achieved their superb skills in their respective fields.

Dongzhang was thinking carefully to himself, and suddenly a calm voice from Baicao Xian came from behind him: "Mr. Dongzhang, borrow wine." ”

Hearing this, Dongzhang handed the wine jug to the Baicao Fairy behind him, and the latter didn't say much, and got up and poured the liquor on Dongzhang's back bit by bit, which made people feel pain when they looked at it.

Lu Qing on the side was puzzled and asked, "Sir, this is"

Chong Lu Qing showed a smile, Baicao Xian's hand kept moving, and he explained: "Mr. Dongzhang's flesh and bones are stained with some dirty things, and Xiao Lao'er is disinfecting it." ”

Saying that, he took out a knife out of nowhere, handed the wine jug back to Dongzhang, five fingers on his left hand, and a flame immediately rose in his palm, and the grass fairy turned the knife back and forth on the flame to roast, and after half a sound, he didn't see how he moved, and the flame was extinguished as soon as the palm was closed, and the sharp-eyed little dragon girl found that he was holding something in his thumb, but he moved too fast and couldn't see what it was.

Thinking that the fire was emitted by that thing, Xiaolongnu thought so, but Lu Yao didn't know, thinking that it was a spell, he was so shocked that he covered his mouth and shouted.

As Baicao Xian's hand rose and fell, the rotten flesh on Dongzhang's back muscles was removed by him, followed by the sound of grinding teeth from a small knife scraping against the bones, which made everyone in the ancient tomb feel cold.

Because of the angle, Master Sheng, Han Wujian and the others could clearly see that Baicao Immortal was using a knife to scratch the dirt on Dongzhang's bones, and this pain was that they were used to killing people, and not only gave birth to a trace of chills.

But the recipient Dongzhang did not have the slightest color on his face, and raised the wine jug and smiled at the cook: "I heard that your cooking skills are good." ”

The chef raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Hungry? ”

"I'm hungry."

"Okay, I'll show you a hand later."

"Good"