Lang Shuoyang said: "No problem, I have a way! Don't worry about Yi Nan, you must take good care of your body and bones these two days. I'm not lying to Mr. Long. Even if we can deal with the zombies, we still don't know what is waiting for us inside.
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Miffel said: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, there are a bunch of scapegoats to help us explore the way."
Lang Shuoyang frowned: "You are so insidious!"
Miffel also laughed: "To each other."
Lang Shuoyang shook his head. Even if he had as many tricks as Miffel, he was not as cruel as her.
After they finished speaking, they went to bed. Yi Nan and Lang Shuoyang were still in the inner room, while Miffel slept in the outer room. The village chief had already replaced the bed she smashed.
While sleeping until midnight, someone knocked on the window. Lang Shuoyang got up and asked, "Who is it?"
Master Long’s voice outside: “Little brother, can you take a step to speak?”
Lang Shuoyang got up and went out, and came back half an hour later. Passing by Miffel's room, Miffel surrounded the quilt and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Lang Shuoyang smiled and said: "You're not that scared of me, he and Brother Bao also don't get along well with each other. He asked me out with the intention of winning over me, saying that he wouldn't treat me badly, and promised to take care of him when the matter is done.
I’m going to Han Kingdom.”
Miffel smiled and said: "I knew they were a bunch of rabble."
Lang Shuoyang nodded: "Master Long was betrayed by his subordinates before, and he was almost beaten. It is common sense for him to suspect that his subordinates are disloyal. What's more, Brother Bao is rebellious, and it is impossible for Master Long to trust him completely."
Precisely because Lord Long and Brother Bao were not very friendly, he did not treat Lang Shuoyang and the others badly. As long as Lang Shuoyang agreed to help him, he seemed willing to make friends with Lang Shuoyang.
The next day, Lang Shuoyang recovered somewhat. After practicing his Qi, he taught Miffel some Taoism and asked Master Long to send people out to prepare talismans and other items. He started making preparations at home.
He mainly wanted to draw the True Yang Talisman and the Corpse Suppression Talisman. Although these were very easy for Lang Shuoyang, this time he did not draw one or two talismans, but a large number of talismans, so in order to not be too tired by then, he
Lang Shuoyang deliberately lit the requiem incense beside him. Although the effect was not great, it was still somewhat helpful.
He took out his pardon pen and dipped it in cinnabar, took out a stack of talisman paper, took a deep breath and started to draw. After the requiem on the table was burned out, he continued to light it, and he changed it back and forth a lot.
It was not until noon, when the villagers brought food, that Lang Shuoyang put down his pardon pen. The porcelain bowl was almost filled with incense ashes.
After finishing the painting, Lang Shuoyang staggered, with beads of sweat on his face. On the table, there were more than a hundred True Yang Talismans and Corpse Suppressing Talismans, which consumed a lot of Lang Shuoyang's concentration.
Then Lang Shuoyang made a lot of Mo Dou threads, which are good things to deal with zombies. Long Ye had long heard that Mo Dou threads were miraculous in dealing with zombies, but this was the first time he saw it. There was no Tufuzi here this time.
, Master Long’s purpose is to find Lang Shuoyang. It doesn’t matter whether the native master comes or not. He has already led the way, so there is no need for him. Master Long has not killed him, he has let their father and son go. These two people are in his eyes
, they are just two ant-like characters.
On the morning of the third day, Lang Shuoyang got up early and meditated on his luck. After a week, he felt refreshed and the damage he had suffered was gone. Not only that, after every fierce fight, Lang Shuoyang felt that his skills had improved.
, this may be what Long Meizi calls Taoist wizards, whose innate ability to accept is higher than that of ordinary people.
But it's not just him, Miffel is also like this. In two days, she has already turned back into a cheerful little witch. She can take care of them both in these two days, but she is a little tired and haggard.
Lang Shuoyang hugged Yi Nan, kissed her, told her some things, and then drew a spell, boiled the water and asked her to drink it. Then he took the magic light and took Miffel out to see Long Ye.
Mr. Long was already waiting in the front hall. He smiled at the two of them and said, "My little brother is a man of his word. I won't talk too much nonsense. My brothers and sisters stay here and let's set off!"
Lang Shuoyang said: "My wife is sick. I hope your brother will not disturb her and let her sleep in the bedroom. Is that okay?"
Mr. Long hesitated for a moment, then looked back at Brother Bao. He was used to being a white face and letting Brother Bao do all the things that offended others.
Brother Bao wiped his bald head and said, "Are you sick? What's wrong with you? I'll go take a look."
Lang Shuoyang did not stop him and let Brother Bao enter the backyard, followed by him and Master Long.
Yi Nan was lying on the kang, with her eyes closed and her face as red as the sunset. She was covered with a big quilt.
Brother Bao reached out and touched Yi Nan's forehead, then retracted it as if he had been stung: "Damn it, it's so hot? You have a fever, I think the temperature is already 40 or 50 degrees!"
Master Long took one look, turned to his subordinates and said, "Go and call the village doctor."
Lang Shuoyang cursed secretly, this old boy is still cunning and suspicious.
Not long after, Yang Er came, holding a stethoscope, taking the pulse and auscultating. After working for a long time, he couldn't find any clues, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his head.
Brother Bao scolded: "What a shame, you are a Western medicine doctor or a Chinese medicine doctor. You have been busy for a long time. Didn't you see that Ziwu Maoyou is here?"
Yang Er didn't dare to say that he couldn't tell, and said: "It must be caused by the wind and cold. I have a cold and a high fever!" As he said this, he took out a personal thermometer to measure Yi Nan's temperature. After taking a look, he shivered in fright: "Oh my god.
, forty-two degrees? This is not possible, this is going to kill someone! Send him to the hospital quickly!"
Mr. Long also hesitated, don’t give it away. He couldn’t argue with Lang Shuoyang, so give it away. He was still worried. He took Yang Er out to vent his anger and said: “You are a quack, you can’t cure a cold and you still dare to call yourself a doctor? Give it a try and take some medicine.
If it doesn't work, send her to the hospital!" Then he turned around and smiled at Lang Shuoyang: "A country doctor is timid, so a cold shouldn't be a big problem. I'll leave someone to take care of her, so let's not delay the business."
He turned around and said to Ah Li: "Listen, if this lady is still not well after taking the medicine, you will be responsible for sending her to the city hospital. How much it will cost is not a problem." After saying that, he actually took out his hand.
A wad of banknotes was thrown to Ahri.
Lang Shuoyang turned back step by step and followed Long Ye and the others reluctantly. Long Ye and Brother Bao both believed that Yi Nan was indeed ill, and that he was seriously ill.
Not only did they think so, but Ah Li, who stayed behind to guard her, also thought so. After everyone left, he came over and touched Yi Nan's forehead. It was so hot that he quickly withdrew his hand, and went to the front with Yang Er to prescribe medicine.
When Yi Nan saw that they were all out, she got up. This was because the spell Lang Shuoyang gave her had an effect. It was meant to confuse the people guarding him. Otherwise, Brother Bao would have to ask Ah Li to tie Yi Nan up.
This charm is not only harmless to the human body, but also has the effect of enhancing human body functions in a short period of time. After Yi Nan got up, he took a wooden stick that he had prepared long ago and hid behind the door.