The sadness diluted the pain caused by the tearing of the space force, but the space force did not show mercy because of Mao Qi's sadness, and still tortured him without mercy.
Just when he was about to faint, Mao Qi suddenly thought of the last tragic encounter, and quickly took out a bag of spiritual crystals and a bottle of elixir from the space storage bracelet, hoping that this trip would be a little better. But he just took it out
, Mao Qi's consciousness became blurred, and then he fell into a drowsy sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but when Mao Qi woke up, he found himself lying in a smelly and messy haystack with ragged clothes. Fortunately, apart from the pain all over his body, there was no other serious problem.
After regaining a little consciousness, the pain of separation hit his heart, making Mao Qi feel uncomfortable. But the surroundings were too smelly, so Mao Qi had to sit up from the haystack, only to find that his pants were in pieces, and he was no longer clean.
It's not far away, and the spiritual crystals and elixirs are gone.
Without them, life here will probably become more difficult. After searching around for a while, I only found three spiritual crystals, but the elixir and jade bottle were missing. However, three million spiritual crystals are enough.
Now you have no worries about food and clothing.
"Fukumura Fang, the foreigners are awake." A young voice suddenly screamed.
Then a group of people emerged from the haystacks in all directions and surrounded Mao Qi.
Mao Qi panicked and wanted to hide the spirit crystal, but found that there was no place to hide anything on his body. When he found that the people around him looked old, weak, sick, and frail, Mao Qi calmed down. But this group of people
He didn't seem to be interested in the spiritual crystal in his hand, but looked at his body up and down, and his eyes were full of desire.
At this time, Mao Qi realized that his clothes seemed to be unable to cover his private parts, and he quickly squatted down, feeling extremely embarrassed.
After a while, an old man came to the center of the crowd tremblingly with support. He looked at Mao Qi squatting on the ground with bright eyes, his expression still full of expectation.
After Mao Qi carefully analyzed the opponent's strength and felt that he had a chance to escape, he stood up suddenly without worrying about embarrassment and asked in a calm tone: "What do you want to do?"
Mao Qi, who suddenly became strong, frightened the old man and took a small step back, and his eyes returned to normal: "Can you still eat small meatballs?"
The old man's words made Mao Qi instantly understand that the elixir must have been stolen by them, and he felt a hundred depressions in his heart. Moreover, his own elixir was just an edible pill in his mouth, which made Mao Qi look down on these ignorant people even more.
If it weren't for the large number of people on the other side, I would have made him lose money.
However, given Mao Qi's current situation, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he had to reply coldly and prepared to leave. But the old man blocked his way.
Mao Qi thought that the other party was trying to be tough, and was about to take action, but Fukumura Fang told him that the village was experiencing a plague, and nearly two-thirds of the people had died. He hoped that Mao Qi could help them.
When he heard about the plague, Mao Qi instinctively took a step back. In his current state, he did not dare to take action at all; and he was in an extremely bad mood and did not want to take action, so he told them that there was nothing he could do.
Fukumura Fang did not give up, and continued to say in a pleading tone with a desire for survival: "I was also seriously ill. In addition, the whole village ran out of food. I thought I would die due to hunger, but the sky has eyes, and I am here.
When I was about to close my eyes, I saw a bright light flashing in the sky, and then you appeared next to us, and several small balls fell from the bottle on you. Because we were too hungry, the few of us threw them away.
We ate them separately, but to our surprise, Jean was still dying yesterday and could walk today. Your little balls are like a miracle medicine. You are the savior sent by God to save us, so please save us.
"
Looking at the people around him who were sallow and skinny and barely clothed, Mao Qi's heart was touched and his sympathy was aroused.
"The grief is not as great as others, and there is no time to take action. As a practitioner, if you don't save your life, can you still be considered a practitioner?" Mao Qi asked himself.
But it is easy to stay, but if you want to cure the plague, you feel that you have no way to do it. Fortunately, Mao Qi's physical fitness has not weakened at this time. Although he cannot say that he is immune to all poisons, at least he does not have to worry about being infected when facing the plague.
Seeing that Uoki agreed to stay, Fukumura Fang was overjoyed. He quickly asked people to find a set of clothes for Uoqi, and then looked forward to Uoqi's small pills. Because in Fukumura Fang's view, Uoqi's pills are special medicines, and there is no king at all.
Think about it in terms of elixirs.
But after waiting for a long time, there was still no Mao Qi pills. Instead, he was checking them one by one. He couldn't help but feel anxious and kept reminding Mao Qi: "Sir, you don't have to look. There are still 385 people in our village who are infected."
Seeing that Uaki didn't understand what he meant, Fukumura Fang simply told Uaki directly that his little balls could prevent and cure the plague.
Only then did Mao Qi realize that the other party was only trying to get the elixir by asking for the elixir. He didn't care about him at all. He couldn't help but feel depressed. So he said angrily with a straight face: "That's not a small ball, that's a elixir."
, there are only a few pills in total, and you have all eaten them, even the bottle is gone."
Seeing that Mao Qi was angry, Fukumura Fang closed his mouth knowingly. But when the Qi returned, Mao Qi did not let it go. Instead, he relied on the medical theory he learned in the yam tribe and prescribed the medicine.
When Uaki handed the prescription to Fukumura Fukumura, Fukumura was stunned because he didn't know Uaki's intention, so he could only ask in a low voice: "What is this for?"
"What are you doing? Go get some medicine."
Fukumura Fang froze on the spot, his eyes full of helplessness. With the current situation of the village, there was no food to eat, and there were still extra spiritual crystals to buy medicine, not to mention that he couldn't even leave the village now.
Mao Qi didn't know the situation and thought that the village just didn't have any spiritual crystals. He was about to prepare someone to do it to the end and gave them a spiritual crystal. Suddenly a slovenly old man appeared and took the prescription. He looked at it with a scrutinizing look.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Boy, if you want to make a fortune from disaster, you may have chosen the wrong place."
Although the old man looked like a beggar, his eyes were bright, his aura was restrained, and he exuded an indescribable arrogance in his bones. Mao Qi was secretly glad that he was not too impulsive to take out the spiritual crystal. For such a person who is good at pretending
, Mao Qi's consistent attitude is to keep a respectful distance, but he cannot tolerate his gossiping behavior.
"Old man, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
The old beggar clasped his hands behind his back and looked around Mao Qi, thinking in his mind: "This guy is tender-skinned and not very old, but he is pretending to prescribe medicine. At first glance, he is an uneducated and idle person.
But what is the purpose of a foreigner coming here to deceive people?"