In the empty valley in front of the cliff, flames are flying, and green smoke fills the canyon, filled with a strong pine fragrance.

The canyon is heavily guarded by heavy troops, especially at the mouth of the valley, and there are more than 500 tigers and leopards to ride, led by Cao Zhang himself, and set up camp, and the water is impassable.

A bonfire was lit in the square in front of the cave, an altar was erected, and hundreds of people dressed in animal skins and ghost faces were singing and dancing around.

On the high platform, a witch god, with gray hair hanging down at his feet, unable to see clearly, holding a white animal bone, with bells hanging on his arms, chanting incantations incantationally.

Cao Jun's expression was solemn, Cao Hong and Cao Zhen stood at the entrance of the cave with a solemn expression, and the prudent people invited the great witch god of the clan to personally go down the mountain, and it had been three days.

Cao Zhen said helplessly: "Three days have passed, although the prime minister's complexion has improved a little, but he has not woken up, and I don't know what the good luck is." ”

Cao Hong gritted his teeth and said: "Su Shen people boasted about Haikou, and fed the prime minister a lot of pills, if they can't save people, they will be buried together." ”

Cao Zhen frowned and said: "When I went to the Sushen tribe, I saw that their residences were dirty and messy, the horses were put on the mountains, and the pigs were raised at home, which smelled bad and smelled, can such people really save people's lives?" ”

Cao Hong said helplessly: "The prime minister is critically ill, the medicine stone is hopeless, and we are far away from the Central Plains, which is also a helpless move, and the dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor." ”

Cao Zhenyan said: "I hope that thousand-year-old face ginseng can have a miraculous effect." ”

The reason why they believe in the promise of the prudent people is precisely because they offer a thousand-year-old ginseng, which is still very full, and the roots faintly show a human face, this kind of ginseng has spirituality and has the effect of resurrecting the dead.

It is rumored that this is an ancestor of Su Shen, to the top of the sacred mountain of the salty mountain Tianchi to get water, on the road heard the sound of a baby crying and laughing, follow the search, see a ginseng running all over the mountain, immediately ask the witch god to dispatch, it took three months to find this ginseng, as a treasure.

Originally, the area around Xianbei Mountain was the territory of the Sushen people, but since the Donghu people came, they were driven to the cold land of the northeast, and their lives were extremely difficult.

This time, when I heard that the Han army had defeated the Xianbei people, the cautious people discussed that they would return to the Han Dynasty and migrate to the Central Plains at all costs, so that they would no longer suffer from the ice and snow.

In the cave, several witch doctors were busy sweating profusely, staring at Cao Cao lying on the bed and chanting incantations, this time not only with the most valuable elixir, but also related to the rise and fall of the entire Su Shen clan.

Although Cao Cao's complexion improved, his face was bloody, and his body no longer trembled, but he fell into a coma, which made the witch god helpless, and he personally danced for two days in a row, but there was still no result.

Cao Chun personally guarded the bedside, looking at these witch gods with more and more indifferent eyes, in the past, Cao Cao could occasionally wake up and explain to them to deal with the aftermath, but now there is no movement.

The leader of Su Shen, Nurhai, has already sat at the door, the ancestors say that the ginseng is comparable to the elixir, as long as people still have a breath, they can come back to life, the ancestral training passed down to the patriarchs, witch gods are not allowed to take it, only when the fate of the clan is changed, otherwise it will be punished by the sacred mountain.

Finally waited for Cao Cao to appear, Nurhai saw that Xianbei was destroyed, thought that the time had come, and made a fortune with the witch god, took the initiative to find Cao Jun, and boasted that he wanted to save Cao Cao from Haikou.

Now the waste of this immortal grass is still secondary, if Cao Cao has three long and two short because of this, blame them for being cautious, and no one can afford to eat it.

Seeing that a great fortune turned into a catastrophe, the hearts of several leaders were colder than the ice of the Tianchi on Buxian Mountain.

The flames are raging, and the people who dance the gods in masks have been vain.

The tattooed old man, his voice was hoarse, and his long flowing hair was now messy and weak, hanging on the ground in a mess, and he could barely stand on crutches.

In the evening, the witch god finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground with a low cry, and the people around him who were beating gongs and drums stopped in amazement, only the bonfire was still burning, hula and cheering in the night wind.

The attendant stepped forward to rescue the witch god and fed him some medicinal soup, and the witch god woke up slowly, called Nurhai, and muttered a word, and passed out.

Nurhai's face was like ashes, and when he found Cao Hong, he sighed helplessly: "The prime minister is terminally ill, I'm afraid that the fairy grass will not be able to survive, and our mountain god can't protect the heroes of the Han Dynasty." ”

Cao Hong grabbed his collar and shouted, "Are you reluctant to use the heirloom medicine and exchange it for other herbs?" ”

Nurhai struggled and hurriedly explained: "No, all the thousand-year-old ginseng in my clan has been used up, and the white tiger bone powder hunted by the third ancestor has also been added to the pills, and there are also rare herbs such as deer antlers, bezoars, and sea urchins. ”

Cao Hong believed a little at this time, pushed Nurhai away with a cold snort, and ordered: "Wait and wait outside in the cave, wait for my order." ”

Nurhai repeatedly agreed, beckoning the witch doctor and his attendants to rest outside, although the grain and grass given to them by Cao Jun were rough things, but to the people of Su Shen, it was a delicacy in the world.

Since I went to Liaodong once when I was young, I knew what the real "life on earth" was, and learned that the Central Plains was richer than Liaodong, eating and drinking more, and it was better than the fairy life passed down from their ancestors.

Nurhai remembered this, and returned to the clan with a stolen sackcloth placket, and the witch god and several patriarchs were all excited to see this artifact, and vowed to move the people to the Central Plains at all costs.

This time when they went to Cao Jun's camp, although they lived in a simple cave outside, Nurhai and the others didn't want to leave at all, which was simply heaven and earth compared to their stinky pig nest.

Cao Hong casually placed Su Shen people to live, and hurried back to his residence, but saw that the bed was empty, and Cao Chun and several guards were not there, so his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he shouted urgently: "Where are the people? ”

"Ahem-" A slight cough suddenly came from the depths, although the breath was slightly faint and mixed with echoes, but Cao Hong was shocked and looked there in dismay.

A familiar figure walked out slowly, and Cao Chun was supported by the side, looking excited.

"Prime Minister, you're finally awake—"

Cao Hong rushed forward a few steps, overjoyed, and was stunned for a long time before he knelt on the ground, tears in his eyes.

"Zilian, please get up!" Cao Cao's voice was weak, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said angrily: "I thought that the limit had arrived, and there was no cure. ”

Cao Hong stood up, wiped his tears with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked out quickly: "I'll tell the whole army." ”

"Wait!" Cao Cao leaned back on the bed and ordered, "Don't make a noise about this matter for the time being." ”

Cao Hong hurriedly said: "The prime minister has been in bed for half a month, the people's hearts are scattered, the morale is low, fortunately he is happy to come back to life, and he should encourage the three armies when he is happy, why hide it?" ”

Cao Cao smiled coldly: "The cautious clan, the nest is unemployed, living with pigs and sheep, such barbaric things, in vain to make my Central Plains rich, more dangerous than the Huns, Xianbei, and it will be a big disaster to stay." ”