This was a great victory. The monks and people of Maoshan who survived the disaster were all jumping, screaming, laughing, and laughing wildly. After laughing, we sobbed, cried, and howled. We all hugged each other and cried, acting like crazy people.
The streets in the city are filled with emotionally disturbed people.
Qin Zhen and Qing Hu stood on the Yaotian Tower, the largest restaurant in Maoshan, lying on the railing on the third floor with relish and watching the screams below.
Nothing is more crazy than this in life.
With a look of helplessness, Qingjin hugged her Xiaobai and sat on the chair, looking at the two guys who were bored and looking at the people on the street.
People are crazy because most of Maoshan was about to be defeated at that time. There were less than 3,500 defenders left.
Only the inner city of the huge city is still holding on.
Many people were ready to commit suicide. As long as you commit suicide, you don't have to worry about being tortured and killed by evil corpses.
Who would have thought that in a sudden turn of events, they would be able to escape from a desperate situation and let the Taoist court they were waiting for sweep away the evil-killing army.
What a blessing.
It's just a little bit short. If the army had arrived half a day later, the entire Mushan City would have been in ruins.
It is said that when they entered the inner city of Mushan to find a place to stay, all the living people in Mushan City came to help. Even children came to help the adults move scattered rocks and broken bricks.
We couldn't let everyone help with the work in vain. The military cook camp immediately sent a large number of fragrant fried rice cakes, so that the elderly and children left with their mouths full of delicious food.
That is a proper nourishing and spiritual food rice cake.
The excitement of the crowd on the street could not subside for a long time.
Qingjin also walked to the window and looked down through the railing.
The people on the street, who had resisted the evil corpse for months and killed countless companions, finally waited for this day. Many people burst into tears. It's too awful. Too many companions are gone.
In just a few months, the entire Mushan City lost most of its population.
There are currently the most young and old people left in Mushan Castle.
Young and middle-aged people, both men and women, monks and mortals, went to the top of the city to kill the evil corpse. Even if he couldn't be killed, he would still hold the evil corpse and explode himself together. Relying on the thought of protecting the old and the young and the determination to kill the evil corpse with one blow.
Mushan Castle has persisted to this day.
But the consequences of this tragedy are also cruel. No more young men and women. Without help, these young and old may not survive this winter.
"How come the dinner we ordered hasn't been served yet?" Qing Hu was a little dissatisfied with the slowness of the cook downstairs.
The waiter who was responsible for booking their private room quickly said, "I heard that adults are coming over for dinner. Our shopkeeper specially brought back the old chef in our restaurant. He hasn't cooked outside for three or four years." .”
"Is the food he cooks particularly delicious?" Qing Hu asked quickly.
"Yes, it's very delicious. Our old chef is the direct disciple of the founder of Baiweizhai. We can be regarded as the only living disciple of the master chef.
Our veteran chef is now sixty-four this year. Living like a human being. "The waiter introduced Qing Hu beautifully.
Qingqing said immediately after hearing this. "If you really want the food to be delicious, why not keep him here and cook for us in the future?"
"Okay." Qinghu agreed without saying a word.
The waiter felt uncomfortable. "Our old chef is in his sixties. He can no longer walk. He has only a few years left and can no longer travel long distances with the army." The waiter said he just wanted to praise his old chef's cooking. The food is delicious.
Don't let the old chef be tricked by your good intentions and bad intentions.
How can the old chef survive for more than a month after being tortured by the army?
"Don't worry, there will be no problem if you follow us. You can live for a few years or even decades." Qingyi turned to Qinghu and asked, "Is it Xiao Huer?"
Xiao Huer nodded directly. “It just needs to be delicious.”
The waiter immediately showed a smile that was uglier than crying. It's over, now he really tricked the old chef.
Wait until the meal is served.
The three Qingjin brothers and sisters were satisfied with their meal.
"Your cooks are so good. This meal can save us brothers and sisters at least a month of training time. Are you a spiritual chef?" Even Qingjin's eyes were filled with brilliance. Couldn't help but praise.
The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly and said, "This meal was cooked by our old chef. Our old chef once worshiped Mr. Cui, the spiritual chef. Mr. Cui is the founder of Baiweizhai.
Nowadays, the Cui family is among the owners of Baiweizhai. "
"Call your old chef up and show us." Qing Hu said.
"This..." the shopkeeper was embarrassed, "our old chef is already very old."
"It doesn't matter if you are old, as long as you are not dead." Qing Hu said.
The shopkeeper almost choked on his expression. I thought to myself, girl, what you said is so irritating.
But this is a high-ranking member of the foreign army. Their boss had already gotten the news and had to serve them well. There was no other way, so the shopkeeper sent someone to bring the old chef up.
The old man almost ran out of gas and his lamp was dry, and he could hardly walk without trembling.
But his eyes are still clear.
At first glance, he looks like a very meaningful little old man.
"Are you a spiritual chef?" Qinghu asked.
"Yes, sir. The little old man is good at brewing wine, making various snacks and spiritual meals."
"Hmm, if you hadn't been ruined by others, you would have become a famous spiritual chef, right?" Qing Hu asked again.
The old man smiled bitterly.
"I plan to keep you and cook me food, what do you think?" Qinghu asked.
"I'm afraid the little old man won't be able to live for a few more days. The longevity has dried up." The old man said helplessly.
"You stay and make me food, and I will give you longevity." Qinghu said.
The little old man's expression suddenly shook, "...I am not a follower of the evil god."
"No, the followers of the evil god are my targets. If you tell me a few, I will share the profits with you later." Qing Hu said again.
Little old man: "..."
Qingyi couldn't help laughing there.
Qingjin waited for him and raised the corners of her mouth.
"Then are you going to give me life-extending elixirs?" the little old man asked.
"What are you going to do with that trouble? If you take the life-extending elixir, I will have to extend your life when your life span is up. If you're troublesome, I'll have someone take you to transform into a God's Favored One.
As long as you don't want to die, you can always live. "
After hearing this, the old man trembled, and then he knelt down solemnly, "Thank you, sir."
"I'll give you this wooden sign. If you take it to the military camp, someone will naturally take you to transform into a god's favored one." Qinghu threw another small wooden sign to the old man.
"Isn't there a lifespan limit for those favored by gods?" Qingjin asked doubtfully.
"Yes." Qinghu said.
"Then you promise him that he can live forever as long as he doesn't want to die?" Qingjin was puzzled.
"When his lifespan reaches the end, just ask Zhenji to extend it for him. No one wants to be a God's favorite all the time. If he is not willing to continue to be a God's favorite, he will take the initiative to reincarnate." Qinghu said.
"Why don't you want to be a god's favored person forever?" Qingyi asked curiously.
"If the people around you who are older than you, or those who are younger than you, have become descendants of gods and gods. Even if you are still a favored person of gods, because of your talent, you will never be able to get rid of this identity. Are you willing to always be one? God's favored one? Or give it a try and reincarnate, what if you end up with a fetus with better talent?"
Qinghu said this with an element of confusion.
But even if there is no temptation, people will still choose to fight.
"Then what if the spelling fails? What if a mortal with no cultivation qualifications comes out?" Qingqing asked again.
"Then forget the past and continue to be reincarnated as a new person. Maybe after many generations of reincarnation, you will embark on the path of cultivation again. If you are promoted to a high-level monk again, you can awaken the memory of your previous life and remember that you have worked hard on your own. I tried hard but failed." Qing Hu said.
Qingqing: "..." As expected, Qing Xiaohu can deceive people.
The Legion of God's Favored Ones is still chasing the army of evil corpses everywhere. However, the Maoshan Army was too tired to hold their eyes open, and they all fell asleep as soon as they returned to the camp.
The military officers on both sides have their work cut out for them this time.
God's favored ones can just lie down with major or minor injuries.
Even if you don't use hemostatic powder, you can at most leave some blood. As long as they lie down and sleep, all injuries will be healed within a few hours.
The Maoshan Army is not successful. Some of them rely on their willpower to persist. Once they are discouraged, they will stride towards death.
The doctors in the army immediately tightened their minds and quickly rescued the lives that could be saved.
Everyone was cold and there was nothing they could do. To die is to die.
Some of the medicines in their hands were refined by themselves, and some sergeants in the army exchanged them for hemostatic medicines that they could not use themselves, and then threw them directly for the doctors to use.
Maybe one day it can be used on those of my colleagues who need to stop bleeding. Hey hey hey...
The spirit of the dead Taoist friend but the immortal poor Taoist has once again blossomed into an invincible flower.
This powerful hemostatic drug is very effective for the seriously injured Mao Shanjun... cough cough cough. If you ignore the shrill screams of ghosts and wolves.
"Oh mother, I'm dead. Let me go out. I'll let you go back."
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, let me die completely."
"It's itchy...it's so itchy. Can someone scratch it for me?"
At the gate of the main camp of Dafu Camp, many Maoshan soldiers who were relatively lightly injured were cowering and did not dare to enter.
Scary.
The Maoshan Army has been short of medical treatment and medicine for a long time, and the local doctors have long been unable to save people's lives.
But not only are there many doctors here, but there are also a lot of medicines.
That kind of magical hemostatic medicine was piled up in baskets and baskets.
Several local doctors who came to do something about it saw many injured Maoshan soldiers and they only dared to stand at the entrance of the doctor's camp and did not dare to go in.
I knew that they were also frightened by the howling ghosts and wolves.
"It's okay, it's okay. Come in. Although they screamed a bit miserably, but listen, they are all full of energy. The more they scream, the louder they get. It's obvious that their bodies are recovering quickly." A doctor Said jokingly.
"It's just that the scream is a bit scary." The sergeant who didn't go in said timidly.
"It's just that the scream is scary, and it won't hurt you again." The old local doctor said angrily. "The Taoist court has given you the best medicine for your injuries. What else do you want?"
"I heard that they are not from the Taoist court?"
"They are from Daoting." The old local doctor said, "If you say they are from Daoting, the people can feel at ease. As for where they are, these are troubled times, and even Daoting doesn't know if they are still there. No matter where they are. of.
As long as they can clean up all the evil corpses around them. "
The old doctor said very rationally.
After hearing what the old man said, the young sergeant snorted slightly with his nose unhappily. "He saved our entire city."
After saying this, he walked around the old doctor and walked into the camp.
The other sergeants also followed, bypassing several doctors, and went to the inside of the camp.
The old doctor stared at them, looking like you brats who don't know good people's hearts.
"Which of those people in the Taoist court, or those families of Taoist officials and monks, care about us people? You are so passionate now, and if someone does something, they will repay you with death. Wait until you are tricked. When your head is covered with blood, you will know what is going on in this world."
"Master, aren't they still young?" a middle-aged doctor next to the old doctor said kindly.
"You, you, you..."
The newly arrived Maoshan sergeants carefully walked near the doctors' clinics. There are many clinics here, and both Wei Dongting and Song Zhengyuan brought military doctors with them. So after the two coalition forces joined together, there were hundreds of doctors of all kinds.
Both andrology and gynecology are available.
If it weren't for the fact that there are usually no children in the military camp, the children's doctor would probably bring them.
Because there were so many doctors, apprentices came over to help arrange for the sergeants to be admitted to the clinic.
The apprentices quickly assigned the new sergeants to different doctors.
The doctors also treat patients very quickly. If you need medicine, hand it directly to the apprentice next to you. Let them take people to get medicine.
If you need to apply medicine directly, let the apprentices do it directly.
What kind of hemostatic medicine should be used frequently? There was no trace of frugal cream or anything like that at all. I dug out a piece of it and applied it boldly to the third and third layers of my house.
Wait until the sergeants walked out of the camp one by one, grinning and grinning, and reunited.
As soon as their eyes met, they immediately felt like they were both fallen from the world.
Emma finally made it out alive.
"Have you taken the hemostatic medicine? It hurts too much. No wonder those people screamed so miserably. I just took a little medicine and I started crying."
"It's not only terrible, I saw a man rolling on the ground screaming. That hemostatic medicine..."
"But I heard that this hemostatic drug is very effective. Not only can it stop bleeding, it can also repair damage and missing organs. A good friend of mine had a big hole in his stomach. The doctor here said that the person can't survive without the internal organs. As a result, a new sergeant next to him took out a pack of styptic medicine and applied it on him. Within a few breaths, my friend's breathing stabilized.
But he didn't even hold on for a few breaths before he began to cry out in pain. The sweat on his forehead kept flowing because of the pain. Not only does it hurt, but it also itch. I heard that flesh is growing from inside. "
"It is true that flesh can grow. Look at my arm. A large piece of flesh was scratched away by the claws of the evil corpse. I thought it would never grow back, but now I have just applied hemostatic powder. It started to itch inside, I guess I’m going to grow some flesh.”
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