9. Risking his life to break the sky

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He said: "The most important thing now is to find out what kind of hand this witch fairy uses to cure the disease, and why this medicine is used to cure the disease? Tomorrow morning, we will go to her and say something." ā€

Dong Caiqi was relieved in his heart, nodded and said: "With a senior brother presiding over the situation, no matter how strong the witch fairy is, it is not expected to be afraid." ā€

Pan Xuan said: "If I can persuade her, I can first try to get Qingmei out of trouble and bring the antidote out of the forest, and I may not necessarily bring all the people and horses of the brigade over?"

In the morning, they went to look for the witch fairy, who sat on a wicker chair with a fierce and indifferent expression, and said, "Why should you be in a hurry before the time comes? ā€

Pan Xuan said: "We have been poisoned, since we are in the family of our predecessors, we are naturally fine." But in the patrol city, there are still thousands of people suffering from this disease, and we feel the same way, and our hearts are anxious. ā€

Wu Xian couldn't help but be moved, she was greedy for the sick soul, the addiction was huge, and the appetite was unlimited, the more the merrier, if there were really a thousand people coming, offering a soul and a soul for her to taste, but this temptation could not be suppressed. She said, "Then let them know quickly, if it's too late, it's extremely dangerous." He looked extremely greedy.

His eyebrows fluttered, and he said: "The old-timers are so kind, it is really a blessing for the people of the city. In this way, I also ask the old-timers to open up the net and treat my Qingmei nephew first, and after she recovers, I will ask her to send a letter out and lead everyone here. ā€

Wu Xian secretly thought: "Yes, those sick people in the city trust this little girl, she will come and go, let alone three days, but it is just in time." She thought for a moment and said, "Little girl, come here." ā€

Qingmei's face turned pale, her face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice: "I.... I can... I don't want to be cured. ā€

Wu Xian said in a deep voice: "Why are you so afraid of me, and I won't eat you?"

Qingmei was afraid that she would swallow her soul, and she trembled when she heard the words. Dong Caiqi was afraid that she would be exposed, so he hurriedly said: "Little junior sister, this mother-in-law seems to be a little fierce, but she is a good person who saves lives and helps the wounded, why are you so cowardly?"

Qingmei remembered what Suo Jiu'er said last night, how dare she get close to this witch if her soul is not possessed? Suddenly, she whispered in her ear: "She won't eat your soul, don't be afraid, the wounded all over the city rely on you to try to save them." ā€

Qingmei was a little relieved, and then stepped forward tremblingly, Wu Xian sneered, and said, "It's as if I begged you to heal your illness." Suddenly moved, hugged Qingmei, and the two were wrapped in the roots of the tree rising from the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

Dong Cai was surprised, approached the coil, and said in a low voice: "Where did this old witch take Qingmei?"

"I was about to follow, but the old witch counted on the little nephew to bring her food, and she would never hurt her in the slightest." "Let's go outside the house, find a secret place, perform Taiyi magic skills, escape the body, calculate the location of Qingmei, and find the past.

Under the three-tree house, there is indeed an extremely deep secret passage, which is the witch fairy who drove the rhizome of the plane tree corpse to dig it out for her to form a big house, hiding her martial arts and spells, only she can get here. But if you open a "wooden door", your body will merge with the veins and aura, and you will sink into the ground.

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "That old witch is to take the remnants of the wood for her own use, so she knows everything in the forest as if she is in charge, I disturb the remnants, how can she know that I am here?"

He could see on both sides the walls of trees made of rattan, and among the walls, there were human faces, eyes wide open, dead staring. Pan Xuan felt furious in his heart, and secretly thought: "This sycamore tree demon, even if he dies, he will not look away, and his resentment will not disperse, all because of this witch immortal." Once the witch immortal dies, I am afraid that there will be earth-shattering changes in this forest, and we can't act rashly. ā€

Traveling along the road, soon arrived at a rock cave, standing on a high place, looking down, I saw that there were wooden shelves, cabinets, drawers in the cave, wooden bowls, wooden spoons, scales, small pestles, and more strange and rare medicinal materials. Jingche Wuxian and Qingmei stand in the middle of the cave. Keimi was tightly entangled by the branches, and her mouth was strangled by rattan, so she couldn't open her mouth and couldn't move. She was frightened, and tears fell like rain.

Wu Xian said: "What are you crying about? I really want to save you, after the bark of your hands and feet disappears, I will open up a road and send you out, you quickly bring others without delay, do you hear?"

She flicked her fingers, as if to give an order, so the branches on the ground were busy like servants, took out the medicinal materials from the drawers of the cabinets, weighed and weighed, poured them into a large bowl, and put them on the fire to boil. She opened Qingmei's mouth and poured it into the bowl, Qingmei coughed loudly, but Wu Xian didn't care at all.

After Qingmei took the medicine, she was dazed and sleepy-eyed, Wu Xian gave her a mouthful, Qingmei's face was swollen, and she was even more scared, but she also woke up.

Wu Xian said: "Sleep later, otherwise the effect of the medicine will decrease, and you will be attacked by poisonous gas." ā€

Pan Xuan calmed down, carefully watched the movements of the witch fairy, and saw that her eyes turned to one place, there was a statue of the god of the red plague Hades, she looked hesitant, as if she was struggling to endure, after a while, she sighed, pressed on Qingmei's head, and the two sank into the ground and lost their traces.

Relieved, he leaped into the hole, and the branches around him were now lifeless, ignoring him. Pan Xuan thought to himself: "This witch immortal has superb medical skills, and his dispensing skills are a must. Even if I get the medicine back, when I get to the city, how should I decoct the medicine? ā€

He couldn't care about that much at the moment, so he remembered the order and weight of the twigs, rummaged through the cupboards, sorted them into categories, and wrapped them one by one. He also recalled the technique of mixing and burning medicine on the branches, took a pen and paper, and wrote down the prescription. He didn't know the name of the medicine, so he had to write: "Take one penny from package A, take two coins from package B, simmer over low heat, and wait for it to boil before taking it." "I was busy for a long time, although I was sure that I was not mistaken, but I didn't know if it was effective or not, and whether it would harm people.

He held his chin and thought for a moment, followed the pulse image, returned to the Wuxian wooden house, saw Qingmei lying on the bed, Wuxian said to Dong Caiqi: "She needs to sleep for an hour, the illness should be completely eliminated, and then I will send her out." ā€

Dong Caiqi's eyebrows were worried, as if he didn't know if Qingmei was victimized, and winked at her, making a gesture of "safe and sound", Dong Caiqi's eyes showed brilliance, and he smiled happily at Pan Xuan.

Seeing Na Suojiu'er standing outside the room, Pan Xuan looked concerned, Pan Xuan's body shook, came to his side, and asked, "Little brother, you have lived here for ten years, and you have obtained the true inheritance of witch immortals, and your medical skills should be very good?"

Suo Jiu'er said: "This son has won the award, I'm just a little guy who does chores for Wu Xian..."

I see that you must be a little miracle doctor, even if you are not as good as a witch immortal, but your medical skills are very high, which is rare in the world. ā€

Jing Che Wuxian heard it clearly in the room, and said coldly: "This kid has been a doctor for a long time, knows a lot of medicinal materials, and has also read my medical books, but I haven't passed on any of his skills.

"I see, I see." Suddenly, he grabbed Suo Jiu'er's arm, transmitted the phantom spirit true qi into his brain, and said, "Let's go outside and talk." He smiled: "It's stuffy in the house, little brother go outside with me." ā€

Suo Jiu'er came to his senses, and the two walked out of the house, came to the grass, and said, "Little brother, I have a few medicines, and I have to ask you for advice." ā€

Suo Jiu'er was very uneasy, and lowered his voice and said: "Childe, I am only a shallow learner, and I have never been out of this mountain forest in my life, I don't know what kind of medicine you want me to see?"

"I stole into this witch immortal pharmacy earlier..."

Suo Jiu'er was taken aback, hurriedly made a silent gesture, looked as usual, and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I have a way to hide from this old witch, even if she eavesdrops, it's just a casual chatter that doesn't know what to do." ā€

Suo Jiu'er was skeptical, but he didn't interrupt anymore, so Pan Xuan said about the Wu Xian's dispensing of medicine, and took out a bag of medicinal materials from his robe, Suo Jiu'er was even more surprised, picked up the medicine bag, and then looked at the "prescription" written by Pan Xuan, raised his head, his eyes were full of admiration, and thought: "He only glanced at it, can he remember it so clearly? ā€

Pan Xuan said: "Don't roll your eyes at me first, let me ask you if this kind of medicine will harm people?" Although he is proficient in pharmacology, the drugs used by this Jingche Wu Immortal are very peculiar and out-of-the-way, and Pan Xuan really has no bottom in his heart.

Suo Jiu'er thought secretly: "Why did I roll my eyes at you?" and said with a smile: "It can't hurt people, but according to the way of the monarch and ministers, the amount of it is slightly poor, and the cooking medicine is also particular." "Change the name of the drug and redistribute the amount.

He lived in this witch immortal's house, although he knew that his fate would be miserable in the future, and he would not escape death, but he had to find sustenance, avoid panic, and have nothing to do, so he looked through Jing Che's collection of medical books, he was too sick and too serious, and sometimes he couldn't get through it, so he dispensed medicine to relieve it. He is smart by nature, and without being impatient or impatient, he has learned a high level of medicine. This is the time to improve the prescription, it is really clear at a glance, and it is easy to master.

Pan Xuan secretly praised in his heart: This kid is a hundred times more unlucky than Qingzhong, and the talent and memory of the two are not far apart, but they are more promising. Zhang Qianfeng's disciples' skills are really poor. ā€

Suo Jiu'er handed over the prescription to Pan Xuan, and sighed: "I thought that after years of study, Wu Xian has a medical skill, I have learned ninety percent, who knows the way to transport medicine, ever-changing, this dragon wood poison turned out to be such a solution, I am really a frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know how thick the sky is." The tone was extremely vicissitudes, but it was a little conceited.

"She has lived for hundreds of years, and she has prepared more medicine than you eat." If you're not as smart, you're stupid as a pig. ā€

Suo Jiu'er asked cautiously: "Later, will you let that Qingmei girl take this prescription and medicinal materials out?" In this way, she will definitely be saved, but this witch fairy ...... If you can't wait for others, you'll all be unlucky..."

Seeing his frightened appearance, Pan Xuan pulled him hard in the face, Suo Jiu'er screamed miserably, and shouted, "What are you doing screwing me?"

Pan Xuan said: "The eldest husband is not afraid of death, why do you shrink back? Let's give it a go, we may not be able to help this witch, even if it fails, it is just a death." You are seriously ill and suffering a lot while you are alive, so it is better to have a good fight and break up. ā€