Lying on the simple bed was a haggard middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's limbs are as skinny as wood, except for his belly, which is bulging like a ball, like a pregnant woman who is ten months pregnant. His skin is a strange bluish-white color, and he looks three-quarters like a human and seven-quarters like a ghost, like a monster.
He could no longer even speak. He lay straight on the bed, unable to move. He could only look at Yang Mu, his eyes full of pleading.
"This look is a bit too revealing."
Yan Jiuer was surprised when he saw the man on the bed, "No wonder those guys from Cangyun Sect were so scared that they wanted to make a fire——"
Before she finished speaking, she realized that the two of them were still acting as disciples of the Cangyun Sect. She smiled charmingly and looked at Yang Muchao:
"Can you really cure him?"
Yang Mu stepped forward, looked at the other person carefully, and soon smiled.
"What do you mean by that smile? Is it possible that, with just a few glances, you know exactly what this plague is about and how to treat it?"
Yan Jiuer looked in disbelief.
Yang Mu glanced at her: "Isn't it enough to look at her a few times?"
Yan Jiuer couldn't answer.
She is not a doctor, and doesn't know how doctors diagnose symptoms, but in the past, they basically took the pulse, checked the eyes, tongue coating and other steps. However, when she came to Yang Mu, they were omitted and only a few glances were left!
It's a bit... unreliable!
She snorted: "I'm afraid that if you make a mistake, you won't be able to cure me later, and you will make a fool of yourself."
"Then keep your eyes open and watch."
Yang Mu smiled nonchalantly and said to the woman standing aside, "Is there any jealousy in the family?"
The woman was confused and didn't understand why she suddenly asked if there was any jealousy in the family, but she still nodded honestly and said: "Yes!"
Yang Mu said: "Pour the vinegar into the wooden basin, and then bring the wooden basin over."
"Okay! I'll go right away!"
The woman didn't know what Yang Mu wanted to do, but now she regarded Yang Mu as a life-saving straw. Naturally, she would do whatever he said.
Not long after, the woman brought over a wooden basin filled with white vinegar.
Yang Mu asked her to carry it to the bedside, then took out a white porcelain elixir bottle, poured out a black elixir from the bottle, stuffed the elixir into the middle-aged man's mouth, and gently tapped the middle-aged man's throat with his right hand.
The middle-aged man grunted and swallowed the elixir.
Zhizhizhi——
Soon, the middle-aged man's eyes became round and his stomach made a strange noise, as if some reptile was screaming in his stomach.
Yang Mu lifted the middle-aged man's upper body up and pointed his mouth at the wooden basin held by the woman.
"Hold the tub steady!"
Yang Mu saw that the woman's face turned pale with fright at the strange movements in the middle-aged man's stomach, and he gave a warning.
"I'll do it!"
Yan Jiuer walked over and carried the wooden basin on the woman's behalf.
"Wow!" At this moment, the middle-aged man screamed strangely, his Adam's apple rose and fell, and he kept vomiting.
When they saw what he vomited out, the woman and her daughter were so frightened that they screamed and their bodies shook like chaff. Although they were somewhat mentally prepared, the scene in front of them was really too terrifying.
What the middle-aged man vomited out were densely packed bloody bugs, long and thin in shape, like a few inches of red wire, densely packed and intertwined.
Falling into the white vinegar in the wooden basin, these bloody bugs seemed to have entered the oil pan, surging wildly, but after just a few breaths, they completely stopped moving.
"It turned out that these bugs were playing tricks on his stomach? Was this thing afraid of jealousy and died all of a sudden?"
There was no trace of fear on Yan Jiuer's face, and he looked curiously at the insects in the tub.
After the middle-aged man spit out these bloody bugs, he felt refreshed and his body, which originally weighed ten thousand kilograms, immediately became lighter.
He exerted a little effort and sat up, his face full of ecstasy: "Okay! Am I okay?"
"Do you have any impression of these bugs? How did they get into your stomach?" Yang Mu said.
The middle-aged man glanced at the bugs in the wooden basin and felt his scalp numb. He shook his head quickly:
"Sir, I don't know how this ghost got into my stomach!"
"Impossible! How could you not know that such a big pot of bugs has entered your stomach?" Yan Jiuer stared with an expression of "I'm very fierce" on his face, but he didn't look vicious, but rather playful.
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Yang Mu said: "He probably didn't lie. In the beginning, it was probably just a worm, and then it kept dividing and multiplying in his stomach."
The middle-aged man frowned: "Sir, I really didn't lie! Really not! I swear, if I lied -"
"Okay!"
Yang Mu interrupted him, "I have cured your disease. Later, you go and tell other people in the village that this disease can be cured, so that they don't have to worry too much. After a while,
, someone will give them elixirs to take."
Yan Jiuer said: "Why don't you go treat them now?"
Yang Mu said: "I only have a few of these 'Wuyu Shuihuan Dan' on me, and they are not enough."
"That's right! In addition to this village, there are many other villages with the same situation. The elixir you have cannot be used."
Yan Jiuer suddenly realized. After saying that, he saw Yang Mu walking out on his own and anxiously chasing after him, "Hey, wait for me. You are such a person. Why are you walking so fast? Are you worried that I will eat you!"
After chasing Yang Mu, she said: "Next, are you going to buy the materials to refine the elixir just now? By the way, you are still an alchemist? What kind of elixir was that just now? By the way, what happened to that insect?
What's going on, do you know what your name is?"
Yang Mu said angrily: "You have too many questions!"
"Stingy guy, you can just ask one question. Are you going to buy alchemy materials next? If you don't have enough spirit stones, I do have some!"
Yan Jiuer gave Yang Mu a charming look.
Yang Mu stopped and asked, "What's there?"
"Spiritual stones! I mean, I can use the spirit stones for you to buy alchemy materials!"
After Yan Jiuer finished speaking, she saw Yang Mu touching her chin and looking at herself with a mean look. Not only was she not shy or embarrassed at all, but she raised her head and raised her chest, "How about it? I look good, and I have a very good figure."
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"It's okay."
Yang Mu raised his brows and said in confusion, "You are a witch from the Soul Eating Sect, not a saint from a well-known family, but you want to give me spiritual stones to save people? Isn't this a little inconsistent with your identity?"
Yan Jiuer said disapprovingly: "How come it doesn't match up? Our Soul Eating Cult has never killed innocent people indiscriminately and has done a lot of good things!"
Yang Mu said: "Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, it means killing men but not women, right?"
Yan Jiuer frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again and said vindictively: "So what?"
"But like the situation just now, I saved a man. If you want to give me the spiritual stone to save the man, isn't this going against the behavior of your Soul Eating Cult?"
Yang Mu looked puzzled. Although he had just come into contact with Yan Jiuer not long ago, he felt that the witches of the Soul Eating Cult were not as vicious as the legends say.
There must be something hidden in this.
Yan Jiuer said: "That's it! I will give you the spiritual stone to save women, and you will give me the spiritual stone to save men!"
"I can't even produce a single spiritual stone!" Yang Mu shook his head, like an iron rooster with no hair out of it.
Yan Jiuer's expression changed slightly: "What do you mean, you are not going to take care of this matter? If that's the case, then I really think highly of you!"