I don't know how long it took for the rain to clear up, Chang Xi woke up quietly, although the injuries on his body did not recover obviously, but at least they were developing in a better direction. Because of his previous injuries, the repair effect of the Heavenly Rank Pill and the weak Dragon Origin was not very ideal, and it seemed that it was destined to be a tug-of-war against time.

He stood up, and found that the hideous wound under his left arm was still turned out, he cut off the spiritual power supply of the entire left arm, and took out a set of flying needles made of Mithril that he had purchased before from the storage bag, and the end of the needle was strung with tough celestial silk, and the skin and flesh turned out were sewn up little by little.

The pain of this needle tip piercing the skin and rubbing the muscles of the silk countless times is really not worth mentioning compared to the forced bone grafting yesterday.

After stitching up the wound, Chang Xi put away the messy things around him, pulled out the Moon Rainbow Sword from the rock peak, and saw that the sword was already dim, he pulled the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, carefully retracted the sword from the scabbard, and limped down the mountain step by step.

Although Chang Xi only had the color of the world in front of him now only gray and gray, he could still see far away, and the different scenery here seemed to have never been seen in his memory. Chang Xi asked himself, he has been practicing for more than ten years, his footprints are all over Kyushu, and he has even been to the boundless South China Sea and the Demon Domain, which are forbidden areas for the life of monks, so it stands to reason that he should not be unfamiliar with the current environment.

The scenery here is indescribably strange. A river that seems to be made up of many colors rushes endlessly, and not far from the riverbed, there is a glacier that is thousands of feet high. And the most surprising thing, on the other side of the riverside is the desert scenery with different styles, in which the oasis is dotted with abundant aquatic plants, in addition to the lonely echo of the wind and sand in the sky, the air is also wafting with the faint sweet smell of figs.

Chang Xi's gray eyes flowed, and there were a few golden wheat fields that looked good on the riverside in the distance, and when he sat on the top of the mountain yesterday and looked into the distance, he saw a group of croppers busy cutting wheat and harvesting, but it seemed that because of the unforeseen wind and clouds, it suddenly rained heavily, so they had to wait for the weather to clear before continuing to work.

Everywhere he looked was some ordinary people who had not cultivated in his body, Chang Xi smiled faintly, and the already weak aura and qi in his body suddenly disappeared like ice and snow in the sun. At this time, he looked like a mortal.

Chang Xi walked along the avenue and met many passers-by, most of whom were carrying heavy loads on their heads or carrying bags and bags, and he was the only one with a sword at his waist and empty hands, and his clothing style was also very different from others, attracting attention along the way.

A little girl and her mother walked hand in hand, staring at Chang Xi motionless with a pair of big smart eyes, and asked Xiang Niangqin in a low voice: "Mother, this big brother's eyes are gray, can't he see?"

Chang Xi turned his head to look at the little girl when he heard the sound and smiled lightly.

"Ah, can you see it?" said the little girl, startled.

The young woman's eyes fell on the sword on Chang Xi's waist, and her heart jumped suddenly, even if they were not from the fairy family, at least they were all chivalrous men with strong martial arts, and hurriedly dragged their daughter forward to make amends.

Chang Xi's face was calm, and he waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and when the young woman thanked her sincerely and was about to leave with her daughter, Chang Xi suddenly asked, "Dare to ask, what is this place?"

Without waiting for the young woman's face to show surprise, the little girl who was not afraid of birth giggled and said, "Big brother, this is Southern Xinjiang!"

"It turns out that this is the southern frontier across the sea from Cangshan Mountain, no wonder no matter how I recall, I can't remember that there is such a beautiful scenery on the land of Kyushu. Chang Xi's thoughts drifted away, and when he came back to his senses, the little girl and her mother had already walked away.

Chang Xi thought about it, walked to the side of the road, broke some forsythia branches, came to the endless river to wash them, and made a small medicine basket. Chang Xi looked at the river, and just now he heard a passer-by say that this river is called the Peacock River, and it is also the mother river they rely on for survival, and the river water can magically reflect the brilliant brilliance of seven different colors.

"You're beautiful, but I can't see it. Chang Xi laughed to himself.

In order not to be noticed, Chang Xi took the Yuehong Sword back into the storage bag and continued to walk forward with the small medicine basket on his back. He had no destination, just kept moving forward.

Along the way, he encountered many spirit plants that he had never seen before, and he would collect some and put them in the medicine basket behind his back to keep himself from looking less weird.

There were several forks at the end of the avenue, and Chang Xi chose one at random, and just walked near the refreshing golden wheat field. From here, you can see a small village with dense or loose houses on top of each other.

Chang Xi walked along the village road, flanked by ripe and golden wheat fields, where burly and powerful croppers were working hard, a thriving scene.

In fact, he likes this kind of natural environment in his bones, no matter what kind of cultivation he has had, what magnificent scenes he has seen, or how unspeakable immortals and ghosts he has come into contact with, he always yearns for this ordinary life.

The arrival of Chang Xi, an outsider, first attracted the attention of several children at the entrance of the village, and when they saw Chang Xi's gray eyes, several children first felt very scared, after all, the children had sharp eyes and noses like dogs, and soon noticed that this person had a hideous wound on his left arm, and there was a faint smell of blood on his body.

But gradually, after they found out that Chang Xi didn't seem to be a vicious person, they entangled this mysterious stranger. Chang Xi was not annoyed, he remembered the playmates who often played ghost and catch games together in the small village on the mountain in his childhood, and he felt a lot of emotion for a while. When the children asked him what he was doing, he pointed to the medicine basket behind him and smiled that he was a wandering wild man.

Not far away, a well-dressed but not difficult to see thin woman came to the wheat field with a food box and called softly, and a burly farmer heard the shouts of his own lady, and hurriedly shouted that he came, while squeezing out of the ears of wheat that were taller than a person.

The woman, who was born frail, sat on the bluestone slab at the edge of the field and took out a food box, which was filled with sumptuous dishes that had just come out of the pot. The woman watched happily as her man took the food box and devoured it, saying that she would eat slowly and not choke, but she couldn't stop coughing. As a result, before the crop man had taken two bites of rice, the woman's cough was drowned out, and finally she even coughed up a few strands of blood in her palm.

This scene directly frightened the crop man into death, and he hurriedly threw away the food box in his hand. He did know that his daughter-in-law was born weak and had a perennial cough, but it had never been as bad as it was today.

The sound of the young woman's painful cough and the anxious voice of the farmer soon spread, and many of the men who were busy in the fields and the women who were washing their clothes by the brook quickly put down their work and went over.

This is the case in small villages, full of more than 100 households, and they don't look up and look down on weekdays, and those who have already been familiar with each other can no longer be acquainted. Although it is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, God knows who is not related to whom they have been ancestors for three generations?

Between neighbors, everyone helps when there is a problem, and this moment is the best portrayal.

A tiger-headed child beside Chang Xi said: "That's Brother Manniu's daughter-in-law Ayu, I heard my father say that Sister Ayu suffered from the wind cold in her mother's womb, and she had to wear winter clothes on the hottest summer solstice when she was a child. Later, several barefoot doctors checked Sister Ayu's pulse and prescribed medicine, but those doctors said that she was afraid that she would not be able to get rid of the root of her disease in her life. ”

"Well, my father also said that it is because Sister Ayu is too weak and afraid of cold, so she can't give birth to a baby now, Brother Manniu's father and mother can't wait, and they all said that they want to give Sister Ayu a leave of absence, and find a new daughter-in-law for Brother Manniu to pass on the lineage. Another girl with two strings of snot hanging under her nose also said in a milky voice.

"Fortunately, Brother Manniu is a good person, and he is also really good to Sister Ayu, no matter how his father and mother beat and scolded him, he refused to abandon Sister Ayu, my father said, Brother Manniu is a gentleman!" a fat dun waved his fist excitedly.

Chang Xi frowned slightly, his gray eyes barely condensed a golden light the size of a grain of rice, he could see that the young woman named Ayu was in a very bad condition, and her illness had many similarities with Cheng Yao's congenital cold. Originally, this kind of body cold happened to mortals, and it should have died a long time ago. Now it seems that those barefoot doctors walking on the land of southern Xinjiang do have some real talents, otherwise this woman would not have survived to this day.

Thinking of this, Chang Xi turned the medicine basket on his back and took a few children to lead him over. Chang Xi's dress was incompatible with the villagers, but the extraordinarily delicate medicine basket behind him hinted at his identity at the moment. Several old men in the crowd turned their heads to see Chang Xi and the medicine basket he was carrying, and their faces were immediately overjoyed, and they hurriedly asked in an almost trembling voice, "Dare to ask, but it's a doctor?"

Several children around Chang Xi danced and swore that he was a doctor walking in southern Xinjiang and happened to pass by their village. Several old men were happy in their hearts, but they still looked at Chang Xi with blazing eyes, waiting for him to give a definite answer.

There are not a few doctors who have traveled abroad in southern Xinjiang, and since there are those who are truly talented and learned, there are those who are indiscriminate. Some of the doctors are really talented and learned, some are for fame, some are for money, and some really have a bodhisattva heart that helps the world. As for those barefoot doctors who are indiscriminate, they often just learn some medical skills and cheat money from takeaways. But they are very shrewd, and they dare not treat the sick in full view, nor do they dare to take on any incurable diseases, what they are afraid of is that stealing chickens will not make rice.

The old men tried to catch some clues from Chang Xi.

Chang Xi's expression was calm, he himself was not proficient in medical skills, but in the world of cultivating immortals, he paid attention to the same path, and medical medicine, pharmacology, numerology and numerology could be explained with spiritual power. Especially when the other party is just an ordinary mortal, the effect of spiritual power is almost equivalent to a miracle elixir.

When Chang Xi took that step towards the crowd, he made a decision in his heart.

He said calmly, "Yes." ”

Several old men were even more happy when they heard this, and initially believed that Chang Xi was the doctor with real skills, and hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and brought Chang Xi to the woman named Ayu. At this moment, the blood that Ayu coughed up had stained the entire handkerchief red, her face was as pale as gold paper, and her qi was weakened to the point that it was almost imperceptible.

The brute cow who didn't know what to do hugged his daughter-in-law who was cold all over, howling and crying, the moment he saw Chang Xi, it was like seeing a savior, he knelt on the ground with a poof, knocked his head on the ridge of the field without sparing, and choked up: "Please ask the doctor to save my daughter-in-law!"

Chang Xi nodded, squatted down, put one hand on Ayu's wrist, and sure enough, a coolness came up along his fingers, as he guessed before, it was because of the outbreak of cold qi in Ayu's body that it became like this.

And the culprit that caused Ayu's cold was that she was sitting on the bluestone slab.

Chang Xi pondered for a moment, took out a small piece of cleaned forsythia branch from the medicine basket behind his back, smeared a small drop of golden blood diluted by rain on the branch, and gently tapped Ayu's wrist with the branch, and said calmly: "Use this forsythia branch to decoction with boiling water, and you can pull out the lesion in her body at this time tomorrow." ”

The villagers looked at Chang Xi with strange eyes, and they could all see that Chang Xi was holding a forsythia branch that could be seen everywhere. Although forsythia branches are one of the few plants in southern Xinjiang that can withstand extreme cold, they have never heard of forsythia being used in medicine.

Among the old men was Ayu's father, and after hearing Chang Xi's ridiculous statement, this old man immediately thought that this person was also a swaggering and deceitful wild man, and immediately teamed up with several other respected old men in the village to drive this shameless guy out of the village.

Chang Xi didn't have any resistance, and let a few people push him out, and the old man inadvertently met Chang Xi's gray but extraordinarily calm eyes.

For some reason, the old man stopped pushing his hands, and he looked at the man in front of him in a daze, who did not resist but did not put down the forsythia branch in his hand.

The old man looked directly into Chang Xi's eyes, and said in a deep voice word by word: "Young man, are you sure that this decoction of forsythia branches can cure my daughter's body cold?"

Chang Xi rolled his gray eyes and nodded, still calm.

"If my daughter's illness is not well, the old man promises that you will never be able to leave our village!"

Seeing that his daughter's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and there was no doctor within a radius of a hundred miles, the old man had to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and let the wild cow take the forsythia branch in Chang Xi's hand and immediately start decoction.

Forsythia eventually boiled a bowl of golden and rich decoction, and it was the first time the villagers had seen such a flowing golden decoction, and a smell that could not be described in words wafted out, and only a small sip made people feel refreshed.

At this moment, even a layman who doesn't know anything about medical science knows that this bowl of soup medicine is definitely not something that can be made by a scammer.

The eyes of people looking at Chang Xi began to turn from doubt to speculation.

After the brute cow blew the decoction to a suitable temperature, he helped Ayu to feed it little by little.

Ayu's father's eyes widened immediately, because he saw that every time his daughter drank a sip of the golden decoction, her cheeks flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the whole bowl of decoction was all at the bottom, Ayu's originally pale face had recovered to its original state, and she no longer coughed, and her body temperature had returned from cold to warm.

When the simple-minded villagers saw the miraculous scene in front of them, they didn't even dare to stand too close to Chang Xi at this moment, for fear of making the miracle doctor unhappy.

Chang Xi glanced at the bluestone slab, and still said calmly: "The woman is already cold, and Ayu is even more congenital with cold, so she can't touch cold things. Especially this bluestone slab, which is a cold thing, was poured by heavy rain last night, and the dew in early autumn is heavy, which can be described as cold and cold. Ayu sat on it and was stimulated by the triple cold object, which triggered the long-standing cold in her body. ”

At this point, the reason why Ayu suddenly fell ill was revealed, and the surrounding villagers were even more impressed. There were also many barefoot doctors in the village before, but they all behaved very mysteriously, and they left after the treatment, and they didn't want to explain more, which is like the one in front of them, which is easy to understand.

It was Ah Yu's father who walked in front of Chang Xi, and was about to kneel down and kowtow, but Chang Xi helped him up and shook his head gently.

The old man was embarrassed, stood up and clenched his fists and said respectfully: "The matter of gold and silver for the consultation fee, please ask the divine doctor to speak, the old man, I will pour all my family wealth and have no complaints!"

The old man's greatest wish in this life is to cure his daughter's illness, so he ran around to invite a doctor for treatment, but in vain, and now the girl no longer has to suffer because of the cold, he is grateful to the young doctor.

Chang Xi suddenly smiled, and he asked, "Dare to ask if there are still houses for rent and sale in the village?"

"Divine doctor, what do you mean...?" the old man didn't understand what Chang Xi meant.

Chang Xi smiled and said: "The scenery here is unique, I want to live here, I don't know if it's okay?"