"You mean this corpse came from the ancient tomb we are looking for?"
"I'm not sure, I'll take a look first."
Hua Wuque took out the compass, looked around and slapped his thigh: "It is indeed a geomantic treasure. The location should be upstream of the stream."
"Well, we found the location of the ancient tomb by accident, but is there any way you can help the villagers here?" Ning Fan asked.
Now that the source of the plague has been found, Ning Fan can spend time cracking it, but now he is also very aware of his situation and does not have much time to linger.
"Of course there is no need to say this. A withered corpse was already covered with toxins when it was buried. It was to prevent tomb robbers. As a result, it was inexplicably washed down by the stream, which led to such a result. Detoxification
The method is not difficult.”
"That's good. If we meet someone, then help them. It can be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue." Ning Fan said.
As soon as Hua Wuque heard about doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, he became even more active and immediately called the villagers back.
He placed a large pot directly on the small playground, boiled a pot of water, and then took out various types of herbs from his small cloth bag and threw them into it.
The old patriarch looked at it and was very surprised that so many things could be taken out of such a small cloth bag.
This made him even more excited, and he shouted in his heart: "This is like meeting a god, and the whole village can be saved."
Ning Fan asked someone to find some firewood and burn the poisonous, dried-up corpse to prevent further harm to the four of them.
An hour later, Hua Wuque asked the clan leader to ask everyone to bring a bowl and drink a bowl of soup. After a sleep, everything would be fine.
Ning Fan and he also drank a bowl, not sure whether they would also be infected with this plague.
After drinking it, the villagers felt that their rotten parts no longer hurt, and some children had woken up.
Hua Wuque's medicine was so effective that Ning Fan had to marvel at how many things this guy had.
"Fat man, have you ever studied medicine?"
"How is it possible? Both martial arts and medicine are derived from Taoism. As long as the Taoist master has learned Taoism well, he can learn other things by himself without a teacher, because everything can change without departing from his sect." Hua Wuque said.
"We'll set off immediately after we finish this matter. Maybe the exorcists will be in this ancient tomb."
But before that, Ning Fan had to arrange something, which was to ask each household to go back and clean up, and let them go to the mountains to stay for three or four days before coming back.
Otherwise, I am worried that they will be massacred like Qingyun Village. After all, the people who are chasing them are not kind people.
Ning Fan didn't want these villagers to be massacred. Qin Tuo and Qin Ming came here for him. He had already blamed himself for killing the people in Qingyun Village. He really didn't want to continue to implicate these ordinary people.
The villagers are also very cooperative. In their eyes, Ning Fan and Hua Wuque have become the gods who save them.
After everyone packed up their things, they all walked up the mountain, stayed there for a while and then came back down.
Small villages like theirs usually have a place to take refuge in the mountains, because there were too many bandits in the past and they had to be on guard.
Knowing that Ning Fan and Hua Wuque were leaving, the villagers donated their own food, such as smoked meat and steamed buns.
The two of them were not too polite and took some things before preparing to continue to the upper reaches of the stream.
Hua Wuque ate the dried fish and steamed buns in his hands while walking.
"Why are you still eating? We don't have much food left. Who knows when we will be able to go out."
"Don't worry, my good brother, according to Master Dao's survey, we can reach the location of the ancient tomb in about five miles."