Early in the morning of the second day, Tian Yanzi left Shanhaiyuan with Qing'er, Hongyi and the little dog, first went to the pharmacy in the city to buy a lot of medicinal materials, and then left Heyang City.

However, they did not stay away, but went to Qingyun Mountain, and went to the small villages under Qingyun Mountain to pretend to be a hanging pot to help the world, and treated the villagers for free and gave medicine. Those ordinary villagers, where have they ever seen such a Langzhong? Moreover, the Heavenly Remnant has excellent medical skills, and basically they are all cured by medicine, even if it is some incurable diseases, they can be cured with a pill. The simple villagers immediately regarded him as a living immortal.

In fact, those pills are just made from herbs, good recipes, plus a few rare medicinal materials with a year, in this mundane world, it is an elixir to cure diseases and save people.

Basically, one village changed one day at a time, and on the thirteenth day, the remnants of the sky finally came to Caomiao Village, one of the many villages under Qingyun Mountain.

Outside the dilapidated grass temple at the east end of the village, many people gathered. These people in Caomiao Village all heard the news of the heavenly remnants of the disease and gave away medicine, and came to see the excitement or see a doctor.

In a small village like this, it is rare to have Langzhong, and when he is sick, he basically gets some herbs to eat. A minor illness can be carried over, but if it is a major illness, it is basically not cured. Although there is a special pharmacy and medical hall in Heyang City, and Dr. Langzhong who sits in the hall may be good, how can ordinary villagers from small households have so much money to go there for treatment?

Nowadays, there are people who treat diseases and give free medicines, and there are cheap ones to take advantage of, and the villagers will naturally not let it go. Moreover, they also heard from some people who went out that some villagers in other villages who had been treated by the Heavenly Remnant said that this was a miracle doctor with very good medical skills!

Even, after the herbs that Tian Zhizi had bought before ran out, the simple villagers took the initiative to ask to go to Heyang City to help him buy medicine. Of course, the money for the medicine is still out of the sky. Naturally, after he left the mountain, he took it from some robbers, bullies, or people who were unkind to the rich.

Just when Tianzhuzi was busy diagnosing the villagers, and Qing'er, Hongyi, and even the little dog were also helping on the side, suddenly a slightly panicked shout came: "Divine doctor, divine doctor, help!"

"Huh?" was a young man who was emaciated and his face was slightly sallow, and at first glance he was a young man who was not in good health, subconsciously looked up, and saw a man who looked very simple was hurrying towards a child who looked six or seven years old.

Seeing the simple man in such a hurry, the people queuing up to see a doctor next to him also hurriedly got out of the way, and let him go straight to the child in front of the heavenly remnant.

"Divine doctor, divine doctor, you must save my little fan!" The simple man looked very eager, and knelt down to the heavenly remnant as he spoke.

"Xiao Fan?" Hearing this, the heavenly remnant who raised his eyebrows lightly, glanced at the child he was holding in his arms, the child looked ordinary, he was in a coma at this time, his little face was pale and his little brows were frowning, and at the back of his head, where he was covered by a simple man with his hand, there were blood oozing out.

The remnant didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly stepped forward to check it for the child, and it should have been accidentally hit by something sharp on the back of his head. Tian Remnant Zi hurriedly clicked on several acupuncture points around the child's head to stop the bleeding, and then reached out to take out the small jade bottle in his arms, poured out a pill from it, and fed the child to take it.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry! The divine doctor has excellent medical skills, Xiao Fan will be fine," the thin young man with a sallow face on the side comforted the simple man with an anxious and worried face.

Listening to his address to the simple man, Tian Remnant was even more sure of the identity of the injured child, this little guy should be Zhang Xiaofan. I just don't know, he looks stupid and stupid, is it because he hurt his head this time?

After a pill went down, after a while, Zhang Xiaofan woke up and turned around, and when he saw the simple man, he couldn't help but shout softly: "Dad.."

"Xiao Fan, are you awake? It's okay, it's great!" The simple man cried with joy, and then even thanked the heavenly remnant: "Thank you Divine Doctor!"

The remnant of the sky who smiled indifferently took out a seemingly ordinary dark yellow rune paper from his arms, bit his finger and quickly drew a mysterious and complex rune on it, and pasted it on the back of Zhang Xiaofan's head, with a flash of blood, the talisman disappeared, and the wound on the back of Zhang Xiaofan's head also disappeared.

"Okay, go back and let him rest well, and then eat something to replenish qi and blood," the Heavenly Remnant Zi immediately replied.

The simple man who had already looked stupid and the other villagers around him couldn't help but kneel down to the remnants of the sky: "Living immortals!"

After a busy day, they rested in the grass temple that night, and the villagers brought a lot of food at dinner, and the remnants did not refuse. After a night's rest, the next day was just dawn, and the Heavenly Remnant woke up the red-clothed, Qing'er, and little dog in the cultivation, and then took them away without alarming the villagers of Caomiao Village.

The four of them walked all the way, and before they arrived at Heyang City, it suddenly rained on the way, but fortunately, there was a secluded ancient temple a few miles outside Heyang City, and it was relatively close to there when it rained, just to hide from the rain.

I don't know that the ancient temple that has existed for more than a few years is much more majestic than the grass temple in the draft temple village. It's just that, because of the age, the statues of ghosts and gods enshrined in the ancient temple are basically destroyed, and there is no incense in the temple.

In the dilapidated ancient temple, after they came in, they found that there were already many people among them, all dressed in tatters, all beggars.

Seeing that the rain couldn't stop for a while, and it was okay to be idle, Tianzhuzi offered to treat those beggars, and distributed the food given to them by the villagers of Caomiao Village before, and soon won the favor of those beggars.

"The world is chaotic, demons are rampant, and these people are all hard-working people!" and those beggars roasting the fire of the heavenly remnants couldn't help but secretly said in their hearts.

It rained for a long time, and it wasn't until it got dark that the rain slowly subsided. There is no way, they can only stay here for one night.

As the night deepened, the light of the bonfire in the ancient temple dimmed, and there was silence for a while, and everyone fell asleep.

"Huh?" The remnant of the sky, as if he was aware of it, suddenly opened his eyes, and frowned at the temple gate that had long been broken and cracked.

The rain outside had long since stopped, and in the silence of the night, a faint and strange roar came from far and near, accompanied by the sound of low footsteps like jumping, and after a while, suddenly the entire temple door shook and shattered, and fell towards the temple.

"Roar.." With a hoarse roar, a tattered figure jumped in, with a pale face, a thin body, sharp fangs and jet-black nails, and it was a zombie.

The sudden movement woke everyone in the ancient temple, and then there were screams of panic.

"Zombie?" One of the middle-aged beggars, who was still sturdy and bearded, saw the figure jumping and pounced, glared and exclaimed, and then picked up a wooden stick that was placed aside, shouting for the others to quickly dodge, but he himself gritted his teeth and took the initiative to meet it.

Disheveled.. With a low muffled sound, the middle-aged beggar hit the zombie with a stick, only to make it tremble slightly.

The middle-aged beggar who was stunned and disbelievable, then was waved his arm fiercely by the zombie, and at the same time that the wooden stick in his hand was broken, he also flew out upside down with a shock, and smashed directly on the broken statue in the ancient temple, and then vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Run!" The middle-aged beggar, who had a little difficulty getting up, saw the zombie coming towards him, and couldn't help but shout to the others: "Old bull, hurry, take everyone away!"