Chapter 45: The Endless Tribulation

This plague is coming quickly and fiercely!

There were about 300 people in the village, and in the night of the same day, more than 20 were infected and three died.

Although Yue Yueran knows some alchemy techniques, most of them are related to cultivation, and ordinary internal and external injuries can also be treated, but the plague has really not been dealt with.

For a while, I can only isolate the infection first, and wait until dawn to make plans.

......

This night was not easy, and the sound of crying and wailing came from time to time.

Yue Yuran became a mortal, and he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to, and in the end, he simply recalled the Dan books, medical books, and poison books of the Tibetan scriptures in later generations.

"Su Wen Dan Sutra...... It's useless!"

"Immortal Medical Codex...... It is all a cultivation pill, and it is not beneficial to the mortal plague. ”

"Green Barbarian Poison Sutra...... The effect of some of the vicious poisons in it is somewhat similar to this plague, maybe you can start with their detoxification and find a way. ”

Yue Yuran sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind spinning rapidly, recalling this and that one detoxification pill.

When it comes to righteousness, he may not have that much.

But after all, after being worshiped by these mortals for more than a month, he really can't do anything to ignore it and leave.

"Obviously a ruthless person, but he is entangled...... Lao Tzu didn't want to be a savior. ”

Thinking of the end, there was a burst of depressed muttering.

In the midst of the misfortunes, it is the middle of the night.

Early the next morning, the mountain people knocked on the door and asked Yue Yuran for help.

Yue Yuran stiffened his scalp and told the villagers some common medical methods in later generations, isolation, incineration, the whole village, sulfur and other things, and so on.

He asked them again, but no one could tell them exactly what the cause was.

In the end, they could only draw the appearance of the various herbs needed for the antidote pill, and let the villagers go separately to find them.

After more than a month, the villagers knew that the medicinal mud and medicinal soup he boiled out had an excellent effect, and they all obeyed.

It was only at noon that a large number of medicinal herbs were picked up.

"I'll tell you first, this plague disease, I have encountered it for the first time, whether the medicinal soup made will be useful, I can't say at all, if there is a problem with the cure, or if the disease is delayed, you don't have to blame me!"

Before the herbs were put into the pot, Yue Yue said with a straight face.

"The divine doctor only governs, if you can't do it, we can't do anything!"

"Brother Yue, don't worry, if it really can't be cured, it's only to blame them for their miserable lives!"

The crowd spoke out.

Yue Yueran is not pretentious, after ordering, he just does it.

......

Soon, bowls of medicinal soup were boiled out.

The villagers wrapped themselves tightly and carefully delivered them to the mouths of the infected villagers.

And then - just wait!

"Brother Yue, it seems useless. ”

"Two more dead!"

The news came quickly, Yue Yueran's face sank, racked his brains, and thought about it again, at this moment, he really regarded himself as a member of this village.

The other villagers also looked at him with expectant eyes.

Whewβ€”

After a while, Yue Yuran grabbed the pen and drew the appearance of a taste of medicinal herbs again.

"Look for it again, bring me these medicinal materials!"

"Good!"

The villagers parted ways.

The next day, five more villagers died, but the new herbs were finally brought back, and Yue Yueran hurriedly boiled them again.

But after sending it, it still doesn't work.

When he arrived here, he was also anxious!

It is also the Dan book, medical book, poison book, one by one of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, racking his brains to think, and even deducing a new recipe, after the soul penetrates into this world, Yue Yueran felt that his understanding of the Daoshan Sect seemed to have improved a lot, and he could vaguely feel that the exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were flawed!

What if you use this talent in medicine?

Between the rooms, Yue Yue fell into deep thought.

In my mind, suddenly there were strangeness in the bodies of those patients, and suddenly there were countless medicinal materials circulating, and suddenly they were all kinds of poisons.

Seeing this, everyone didn't dare to disturb and left quietly.

......

Yue Yueran thought as if he was enchanted, did not eat or drink, chattered in his mouth, and suddenly went out again, went around the village, looked carefully and looked for it, and in the end, his gaze fell on a mouse skin by the river, and the essence flashed.

"The first sick second tiger, did he eat rat meat before he died?"

Immediately I was looking for someone to ask.

But the two tiger families have all died of illness, and no one can say it clearly!

"No matter, this time, let's start with him!"

Yue Yueran could only continue to bite the bullet.

After thinking about it, they drew herbs one by one and asked everyone to go out to find them.

The third batch of medicinal soup, after another two days, was successfully boiled, and the villagers had already died eight more.

After sending it away, Yue Yuran waited expressionlessly, but his heart was not as calm as the surface!

"Brother Yue, this time it really worked!"

"Their condition has stabilized!"

Half an hour later, Tie Rou and a few others came over cheering!

Yue Yueran finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this!

This fake miracle doctor is really not good!

In the next few days, no villagers finally died again, and Yue Yuran continued to boil, and after more than half a month, he finally suppressed the plague.

Although many villagers died, those who survived were very happy, a bonfire banquet.

In the singing and dancing, the wine and meat are fragrant, and a girl like Tie Rou even looks at Yue Yueran from time to time, and Yue Yueran naturally pretends not to see it.

"You must go, you will leave tomorrow!"

......

"Brother Yue, this trip to Erhu's house, will they eat rat meat, or because of lack of food, what can you do?"

When the wine was drunk, Tie Shan approached with a few old men and asked.

Yue Yuran listened to the wry smile!

How do I understand this?

But after thinking about it, I still told everyone what the future generations knew, those things about farming, fishing and hunting.

The level of civilization in this world is still quite primitive, and when everyone heard it, it was as if the door to a new world had been opened, and their eyes lit up, and they asked carefully.

This time and a half, how can it be explained!

The next day, Yue Yueran couldn't leave if he wanted to, so early in the morning, Tieshan brought someone to block the door and asked him to actually guide him.

Yue Yue was speechless!

It took more than half a month to finally teach these villagers a lot of knowledge, and Yue Yuran got up again and left his mind.

But this village is plagued again!

"Brother Yue, there is too much rain this year, the water level is getting higher and higher, and the big river in front of you has the potential to flood, what should I do?"

Yue Yuran smiled bitterly and was speechless.

It is also to teach the villagers to build embankments, dig roads, divert water, and divert water, all of which are ordinary methods of dealing with in later generations, but in these savage-like villagers, they are already divine means!

"If you can't do it, you will move to the high ground!"

Yue Yue wanted to go and couldn't go, hating his little bit of benevolence and righteousness.

......

The catastrophe of the flood has finally passed without danger.

As the weather enters autumn, it gradually turns cooler, and the disease of wind chill begins to spread again.

"Little brother, it's a big deal again-"

Early in the morning, Tie Shan led a group of people to ask for help, but what greeted them was Yue Yueran's face and gaze that gradually became cold, his heart to the Tao and his heart to return, there will always be a day when he will suppress the heart of benevolence and righteousness!