Chapter 49 Molten Slurry Takes Stems

It was a furnace full of crimson lava flowing everywhere, and a wave of heat suffocated several people. On the stone in the middle of the cave, there were two people back to back, it was the palm hat and the palm hat, the two of them drooping their heads, and they had been dizzy by the heat. The four of them hurriedly stepped forward to help the two of them, Han Yue asked Zhang Xiao to take out the water bladder, break open the chapped mouths of the two, and feed the water desperately, while he moistened the corners of his clothes and gently applied them to their faces. After filling most of the water bladder, the two slowly opened their eyes. Seeing that it was them, the two grinned.

The silver-haired man stood in the middle of the cave with his hands behind his back, and this time he didn't light a pipe. None of them had any intention of disturbing him. His performance along the way has made several people less hostile to him a lot, and they have even been convinced that he is the only one who can lead everyone out of here. I saw him stand for a while, walk towards the flowing magma, squat on one leg, observe for a while, and then stretch out his left hand and put one hand straight into the red magma. Zhang Xiao couldn't help but exclaim, although the others didn't scream, the look of surprise in their eyes already showed that this person didn't want to do it.

The silver-haired man's hand seemed to be groping for something in the magma, and after a while, his hand jerked violently, and he pulled out a long cane from the magma. Without looking back, he said, "Come here, help." He didn't name anyone to help, the tone was full of orders, and several people felt that they were calling themselves, even the palm hat and the palm hat wanted to struggle to get up and go over, but they were held down by Han Yue and the others, and the three of them ran to the silver-haired man. The silver-haired man's left hand had begun to become red and swollen, and he threw one end of the cane to the three of them, and he switched one hand to himself and said "pull". The canes are hot, but they don't burn your hands. The three of them grabbed the cane with the corner of their coat and pulled the cane out vigorously. The cane is very tough and very hard. The four of them joined forces, and the vine was pulled out little by little, and suddenly there was a boom, and a piece of lava on the top of the cave was connected to the cane and fell off, revealing a mass of rhizomes like a rattan net.

The three of them drew their sabers and slashed at the rhizome. The rhizome has been baked by lava for an unknown number of years, and it is abnormally hard, and a few swords have been cut down, and only a few shallow traces appear. No matter how hard they slashed, they only broke the thinnest ones. But the physical strength of several people has been almost overdrawn in such a hot hole. Zhang Xiao said: "What kind of root is this, so hard." You don't need to burn it. Huan Yi gave him a blank look: "This tree grows in a lava hole, do you think it is afraid of fire? Even if we are afraid, if we don't burn it, we will be choked to death." ”

"I'll try. The sound of a slap came from behind. When they looked back, they saw that he had stood up, holding the long side of the heavy sword in his hand. Han Yue asked, "Your physical strength?" Zhang Qi also stood up, supporting his young master, and the two of them told everyone with firm eyes that we were not wounded, but soldiers.

Palm Hat walked under the rhizome, looked at it carefully, and whispered a few more words to Palm Hat. The two asked everyone to step back, only to see the palm of the hand lift the long side of the heavy sword, and the left hand and the palm of the sword pushed hard. With a "hi" sound, the thick sword body actually pushed the thickest one of the stems. The sword was only inserted into the rhizome and did not cut off, but it had exhausted the strength of the two of them. The sword stood in mid-air. The other four people immediately comprehended, Han Yue and Huan Yi replaced the two of them, grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled the sword back and forth with force, and changed it to a saw! This method really saved a lot of effort, and the effect was obvious, and after a while, most of the thickest rhizome had been broken. Zhang Xiao also learned to take out his short dagger that sharpened iron like clay and sawed off the thin stems around the main stem.

Several people sawed and pulled, and finally cleared a lot of the rhizome, revealing a small gap on it, and also poured in some less hot air. Zhang Xiao stared at the void and inhaled desperately. Several people widened the gap to the size of one person, and dragged and pulled, and the six finally climbed out of the lava hole.

It's a tree hole, full of plants, all kinds of trees, all kinds of flowers, all kinds of vines, huge and lush. Several people shook off the soil and leaf stumps on their bodies, looking at this plant world that they had never seen before. Huan Yi beckoned everyone to leave as soon as possible and walked forward, only to find that the silver-haired man was leaning against a tree trunk, holding his left wrist with his right hand, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. The crowd walked over and saw that his left hand was already covered with blisters, and they were trembling. Han Yue asked, "How are you?" The silver-haired man was too painful to answer. These blisters had to be punctured and scalded medicine applied, but no one had ever brought scalding medicine.

Huan Yi looked at the surrounding plants and said to Han Yue: "There are so many plants here, maybe there are herbs, I'll look for them." Han Yue nodded, and saw that Huan Yi took Zhang Xiao to find herbs. Gently helping the silver-haired man to sit down, Han Yue asked, "Isn't there anything in your tobacco leaves to treat burns?" The silver-haired man's pale face squeezed out half a smile, and he spit out two words weakly: "Find." ”

When Han Yue heard this, he immediately put his hand into the silver-haired man's arms, fumbled for a while, took out a bag and asked if this was it? Han Yue opened the bag and looked at the half-dry and half-wet tobacco leaves inside, took out a little and sniffed it, put it back again, took out some more, and sniffed it again. The silver-haired man squinted at him with that half-smile on his face, leaning against the trunk of the tree.

"Is this a mint leaf?" Han Yue lifted a handful of iron-green dried leaves under the silver-haired man's nose, "The mint is cool, it should be able to cure some, right?" The silver-haired man gently spit out two words again: "Try it." ”

There are bubbles on your hands, and you have to pick them up. Han Yue beckoned to help him. One of them held the silver-haired man's shoulder, and the other pressed his hand. Han Yue pulled out the golden hairpin on his head, took out the flint that the silver-haired man lit a cigarette, and burned the hairpin. Then he whispered, "Bear with me." "Start picking a little bit about it.

The entire left hand was covered with large and small blisters, blood blisters, and blisters. Every time he broke a little, the silver-haired man's hand subconsciously moved. By the time the bubbles were finished, the four of them were already soaking wet. Han Yue tore off the softest cloth and gently covered it on the injured hand, allowing the cloth to naturally absorb the blood on the injured hand.

Taking medicine is also a hassle, even the thinnest and softest cloth on the injured hand with the tender flesh exposed, it is extremely painful and hot, not to mention the dry and crisp mint leaves. The water bladder is all on Zhang Xiao, and he can only wait for him to come back. In order to relieve the silver-haired man's pain, the three of them took turns fanning the wind with the corner of their clothes, hoping that the cool breeze would help him relieve it.

Huan Yi and Zhang Xiao are finally back. One of them was holding a large handful of vine leaves with yellow and white flowers, and the other was carrying a large fat sword-shaped leaf. Han Yue asked, "Found it?" Huan Yi showed them the herbs he found: "This is the mandarin duck vine, also called honeysuckle." That leaf was seen in a pagan book, called Hui Ye. Both of these things are good medicine for burns. Huan Yi asked Zhang Xiao to mash the leaf and honeysuckle, Zhang Xiao scratched his head, took out a short dagger, used the dagger handle as a pestle, found a clean and smooth stone, and began to pound the medicine. Huan Yi soaked the mint leaves that Han Yue found in a water bladder, and waited for Zhang Xiao to hold the herbs pounded into a paste, mix them with the mint leaf water, and apply them to the silver-haired man's left hand. He took local materials, tore off a large plantain leaf, and tied it with gauze on his hand.

The medicine really worked, and after applying it, I felt cool and the pain was relieved a lot. Han Yue saw that the silver-haired man's face softened a lot, and asked, "Do you feel better?" The silver-haired man nodded, looked around at the five and said, "Thank you." Zhang Xiao said: "We have to thank you, if it weren't for you, we would definitely be burned to death by heat." ”

The silver-haired man said, "I haven't gone out yet." Please look around for any fruit that you can eat. After he said it, everyone remembered that since the cave went down on a rainy night until now, it is estimated that a day and a night have passed, and they have not eaten. Zhang Xiao grinned: "If you don't say it, I forgot to be hungry." Good thing I brought jerky here. "People in the desert are accustomed to carrying dried meat with water bladders, but monks have more meat and less meat, and this bit of dried meat is only half a mouthful for six people. Let's chew it first.

Everyone divided the work for a while, and the palm hat stayed with the silver-haired man, and the rest of the people divided into two groups to look for something to eat, whether they could find it or not, they had to return in about an hour.