Chapter 160 The strong man, made this bowl of chicken soup
More than a dozen people fled in panic. Although they were in shallow water, they ran very fast for fear of being caught up and eaten by the crab demon.
As a result, just as he was about to run to the shore, he suddenly felt a cold breath invade his body. His body suddenly stiffened and his movements slowed down.
Some of the weak ones even fell headlong into the water.
The crab demon pulled away the messy fishing nets on his body, walked over with eight long legs, and walked over in a domineering manner.
Although it has only been a monster for a few decades, it can only be regarded as the bottom existence in the Weishui River. It is the Golden Scale King who recently took refuge in the nearby waters, and only then learned two skills.
However, facing these ordinary humans, it is very majestic.
A few miles away, Qi Yuan was holding a fishing rod and thinking about something when he suddenly heard an exclamation from the distance.
A flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look downstream.
I happened to see the crab demon spouting demonic energy and chasing the group of people.
Qi Yuan quickly used the water escape technique, and with a flash of water on his body, he soon appeared in the water.
The blue crab stretched out its two large claws and was about to taste the taste of humans when suddenly a fishing rod stretched out from the side and tapped lightly on the carapace on its back.
The blue crab felt dizzy for a while, its limbs became weak, and with a pop, it lay motionless in the water.
Qi Yuan waved his sleeves and used his magical power to pick up several people who fell in the water and quickly brought them to the shore.
Otherwise, before the evil spirit in their bodies kills them, they may be drowned in the water first.
"Thank you so much, Taoist Master, for saving your life."
A group of people thanked him profusely.
Qi Yuan waved his hand: "Everyone, please get up. No need to be polite."
The strong man at the head raised his hands and asked: "I don't know the name of the elder. Please tell me. We can't repay you for such a life-saving kindness. We are willing to set up a longevity tablet for the Taoist at home and pray for our benefactor."
Qi Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this.
There are several types of tablets. Among them, the longevity tablets are erected for people who are still alive and are used by people to pray for their benefactors.
The death tablets are erected for the deceased elders and ancestors, praying that the elders can live well in the underworld.
There are also various tablets dedicated to gods, to name a few.
Qi Yuan coughed lightly, waved his sleeves, and said with a certain air of immortality, "You don't need to be so polite. Since I, Qi Baimei, encounter monsters and harm people, there is no reason not to save them.
As for the longevity tablet and so on, forget it."
Everyone was shocked and then overjoyed: "It turns out it was the white-browed sage in person. A few days ago, we heard someone in Yiyi said that the sage had appeared in Xiqi again. We thought it was a rumor, but he didn't expect to save our lives.
My benefactor turned out to be a sage, what an honor it is!"
"Yes, yes, it's really an honor for me."
Everyone sighed and thanked him again and again.
Qi Yuan said some polite words and checked for the demonic aura on his body. He found that although the demonic aura was relatively cold, it was not very powerful and would dissipate automatically after a while.
However, if the demonic energy stays in the body for a long time, it will eventually be bad for the body.
Since their lives would not be endangered at the moment, Qi Yuan had an idea and told He Ling'er: "Ling'er, go catch a pheasant and bring it over."
Although He Ling'er was a little surprised as to why her master wanted her to catch pheasants now, she had always been obedient, so she agreed and flew towards the forest not far away. Within a moment, she caught a colorful golden pheasant and came back.
"Sage, what are you..."
The strong man at the head looked curiously at Qi Yuan's neat handling of the golden pheasant, puzzled in his heart.
Qi Yuan smiled softly and said: "You have been invaded by evil spirits. If you don't get rid of them as soon as possible, it will be harmful to your health. Pindao has two methods to help you get rid of the evil spirits.
One is to directly use magic power to force the demonic energy out of the body, and the other is to use medicinal food to dissolve the demonic energy in your body. At the same time, it can also warm your body, heal hidden injuries, and enhance your physical strength."
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this and sang praises again, which made Qi Yuan feel a little carried away.
The only pity is that these people have not read books, and their words of flattery are too monotonous. They only have a few words over and over again. Qi Yuan almost wishes he could teach them how to flatter them.
Following Qi Yuan's dazzling operation, under the admiring eyes of everyone, a strange fragrance wafted out after a moment.
The golden pheasant that He Ling'er caught had delicious meat, and he added some ginseng ginseng whiskers, a few lingshu jujubes and other things into it.
This pot of chicken soup not only has a fragrant aroma, but also contains some spiritual energy, which can be used to improve the physical condition of these people.
It's not that Qi Yuan is reluctant to put in more spiritual medicine, but these people are just ordinary people, their bodies have not been cultivated, and taking in too much spiritual energy is not good.
Just as everyone was salivating due to the fragrance, Qi Yuan finally finished making the soup.
He took out a bowl first and fanned it gently with his hand. The hot chicken soup suddenly became a moderate temperature.
"Come, strong man, drink this bowl of chicken soup first."
Qi Yuan handed the bowl to the strong man in front of him.
The strong man secretly swallowed his saliva, quickly took it with both hands, and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, sage."
Saying that, without urging, he directly picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
As soon as this bowl of chicken soup was consumed, the strong man immediately felt a heat rising from his belly and instantly flowing throughout his body. His whole body became warm and the cold feeling before was gone.
"Hey, that's it."
The strong man tried to move his body and felt that his whole body was full of energy and felt better than ever before.
The rest of the people also drank the chicken soup one by one, and after a while, they all recovered.
Suddenly, one of them shouted in surprise: "My leg, the hidden wound on my leg doesn't hurt anymore?"
Another old man who suffered from lung disease due to an injury in his early years also said happily: "I don't cough anymore, and my disease is cured."
"And my old waist doesn't hurt anymore!"
Qi Yuan looked at the group of people with a smile, nodded gently, put away his things, and used escape skills with He Ling'er to leave.
However, He Ling'er also carried away the big green-shell crab.
It's just that her palms are very small, and it looks a little weird to be carrying a big crab.
Everyone was excited and talking about it. When they came to their senses, Qi Yuan was nowhere to be seen.
A group of people looked at each other.
If they hadn't really felt their bodies improve, they would have doubted whether they were hallucinating.
After a long while, the leading strong man sighed softly and said: "The sage is indeed worthy of being a sage, and he is really of noble character. After saving us, he left like this, leaving me without even a chance to thank him.
Forget it, Zhang Laosan, isn’t your second brother a carpenter? When you get back, ask him to help me make a immortal tablet for the sage. I want to pray for the sage and repay the sage for saving me.”
"Yes, yes, we are too. Zhang Laosan, please count the number of people. Later, we will all invite the sage's immortal tablet back to pay tribute."
Although Qi Yuan did not hear their conversation, he believed that there would be another legend about him in this area soon.
In fact, in this era, ordinary people were illiterate, so it was these legends that were passed down from generation to generation.