"Up!"

The leader waved his hand, and several people on both sides slashed at the same time.

Maybe it would have been a lot of trouble to face these people before, but now he has a new look!

With a slight stomp of his foot, the true qi turned into ripples and poured out from under his feet, and where he passed, several people's feet exploded one after another, screaming and falling to the ground without a sound.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, several people holding bows and arrows hurriedly released the bowstrings, and the arrows shot with a sound of breaking through the air.

Yi Buhuo waved his sleeves, and all the arrows were intercepted in the air and thrown back with a backhand.

The arrows blessed by True Qi were a few points faster, and they fell down one after another before they could give a few people a chance to react.

"I don't care about Liu Xi, you dare to cross with me!"

I took out a paper bag from the waist of a fanzi, and when I opened it, I saw that it was a small pile of white powder.

"This is the antidote?"

Just as the old monk cautiously poked his head out of it, he threw the medicine powder over.

"Master, let's see if this is an antidote."

The crowd hiding here was frightened and fled just now, and the old monk searched for a long time before finding a patient who was not yet in the advanced stage and let him swallow the medicinal powder.

"How are you feeling?"

The man was still scratching around on his body just now, and he seemed to be itching all over his body, but after taking the medicine, he didn't move, and his expression was no longer sluggish.

"I don't itch anymore!"

"It seems to be working."

The old monk nodded, and took the antidote from the dead fanzi.

"It's just that this is not enough, not only this town, but also a few towns next to it are infected, Shaoxia can save a few of us, but he can't save those innocent people."

Yi Buhuo smiled slightly, "Master, don't worry, since there is an antidote, I have a way to treat this plague." ”

"Then please young man!"

The old monk performed a Buddhist ceremony, he was just an ordinary person, secretly adopting a few sick people to give them a little water and rice to drink was already the limit, and no matter how much they could, they couldn't do anything.

Seeing Yi Buhuo's might, he felt something, and he only hoped that Yi Buhuo could have a way, and he could pity these people.

"Don't worry, master, I have always been committed to curing diseases and saving people in the rivers and lakes, how can I abandon these people!"

Yi Buhuo took a packet of antidotes and stayed away from here for the time being, he needed to study the ingredients of the antidote and see what herbs were used.

Using the medicinal materials on his body combined with the dispensing ability to do whatever he wants, he should be able to mass-produce the antidote.

Since there has been a breakthrough in internal strength, he has found that the side effects of re-medication have been much smaller, and he has been in a coma with blood in his urine recently, and at most he has farted and hiccuped or something.

Weeds can not only rub out strong pills, it seems that the ability has been completely stabilized.

The plague is too violent, if you are not careful, you will be infected, and you will die in a few hours, and Yibu Fire will have palpitations just by listening to it, which is really not suitable for research, so it can only be reversed from the antidote.

"Tangerine peel, licorice, angelica, hawthorn ......"

First sniffed it, then stretched out his tongue and tasted it, and he already knew the ingredients of several medicinal materials in the powder.

It's not a valuable medicinal material, but this plague is too sudden, and the scope has spread to several surrounding villages and towns, so the medicinal materials are stretched thin and robbed clean.

Now the East Factory is tireless, village by village, cleaning up over and over again, in addition to the plague pain and death, even if they are lucky not to be infected with the plague, they will be killed by the people of the East Factory.

No one is willing to transport medicinal materials in, and there are not even a few people who know that there is a plague here, and the antidote is monopolized by the East Factory, so many people will die, and Liujiazhen is almost dead.

Thanks to his father's tireless teaching when he was a child, his ability to distinguish medicinal materials was beyond ordinary people, and it didn't take much effort to distinguish the ingredients of the antidote.

Although the amount is not clear, it should be possible to use the bark and grass roots to create alternative herbs based on these herbs......

"I Yibuhuo Pharmaceutical never talks about the quantity, as long as it is effective!"

Yi Buhuo did not delay, smashed the bark and grass roots, sprinkled some ready-made antidote into a grind, and the specious antidote for the plague was made.

I went to the town again to find the old monk and asked him to find someone to try.

Although the herbs are fake, the medicinal effect is real!

"Master, I'll stew a pot of wild vegetable soup in the mansion immediately, you go and release the news, just say that the plague has been cured, as long as you don't die, hurry up!"

"I'll go!"

The old monk was greatly relieved, and hurriedly beckoned the remaining few little monks to inform the other townspeople.

Yi Buhuo's eyes lit up, this time he really caught up, and he could save people and make a name for himself, this is God also has to help him fulfill his wish!

Walking in the empty county office, looking at the messy cobwebs around and the overgrown weeds on both sides of the road, it seems that no one has come in for a long time.

"I don't know if I died or escaped......"

When he wandered around the front and back, found the kitchen, and brought out a large iron pot from the kitchen, a few people who stayed behind to help had already set up a stove at the gate, and the wild vegetables he had collected had been placed aside.

One by one, they all stood to the side, looking at him expectantly.

"Excuse me, folks, you don't need to help here when you're recovering from a serious illness, go back and rest!"

Yi Buhuo sighed, what a simple person, how come he suffered this catastrophe in a dignified manner, it is a plague and a sword, and the dogs of Dongchang have no humanity?

"The Taoist is kind-hearted, and we have nothing to repay you for saving your life, so let's stay here and help!"

"If you have something, you can tell us, and we will do the work of running errands......"

"My surname is Yi, and three generations of my family are doctors, how can I not save them when I die?"

Yi Buhuo bowed, "I appreciate the kindness of the villagers, but it is really the most important thing to take care of your body, so let's go home and rest!" ”

"Dr. Yi's great kindness and virtue cannot be repaid, and he must keep it in mind in the future, and set up an immortal ranking to visit the shrine day and night."

"We want to celebrate the merits of the Grace Gong Shrine for the Grace Gong ......"

"You don't have to!"

Yi Buhuo waved his hand again and again, why did he say more and more outrageous?

I just want to brush up on fame, as for building an ancestral hall and setting up a tablet? How can I bear this......

"My generation walks the rivers and lakes, treats the sick and saves people, accumulates virtue and does good, does not ask for returns, but asks for peace of mind, the villagers don't have to work hard and lose money, and it is the best gratitude to me to live well in the future."

Yi Buhuo was happy in his heart, and blurted out the words like money.

It doesn't cost much to treat and save people by yourself, and you can make what you have learned not in vain, and the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction alone is enough for you to enjoy.

If you just send some home-grown vegetables and radishes or something, you will collect them yourself, but if you still accept the villagers' decision to set up a shrine with peace of mind, it will be too utilitarian, and it is really not the work of a righteous gentleman!

Although he is indeed not a gentleman, he looks at the villagers with grateful eyes.

Their thin bodies and simple clothes on their bodies are enough to prove that they are not a solid family.

And why bother to waste money and money, just to satisfy your own selfish desires......

(End of chapter)