"Master, please drink water."
"Master, you have treated so many patients today, are you tired?"
"Master, it's time for us to leave."
"Master..."
Feeling the envious gazes around him, Zhang Chi felt quite helpless in his heart.
Before Zhang Chi went on the road, he once told Shuo Yue that the two of them were equal and that his help to her was nothing more than a small effort, so she should not take it too seriously and just regard it as a reward for her good deeds and no need to be inferior to herself. There is no subordinate relationship in the heart, but Shuo Yue doesn't listen no matter what.
Since Zhang Chi did not allow Shuo Yue to call herself the Immortal, and Shuo Yue herself was unwilling to call Zhang Chi by his full name, she racked her brains to come up with a title - Young Master.
I don’t know where this mountain god heard the name from. It’s quite easy to say it, but it’s a pain for modern people like Zhang Chi. Every time I hear her call her that, I feel extremely ashamed. Why does it seem like an ancient dandy brought a The maid accompanying you to warm the bed?
The simple villagers now not only marveled at Zhang Chi's superb medical skills, but also expressed real envy. What more could they ask for than having such a beautiful woman by his side?
Zhang Chizuo really couldn't resist being called Shuoyue like this, but now he is more adaptable than at the beginning, and he even enjoys it occasionally. Humans are really easily corrupted creatures.
After treating the last patient of the day, Zhang Chi and Shuo Yue were finally able to rest, and the room returned to quietness from the noise.
"Master, this is the closest village to Hebo Shrine." Shuo Yue said.
This also means that tomorrow Zhangchi will no longer have to treat others.
An old man bowed respectfully outside the door and said, "Master Immortal, all the villagers have gone back. Thank you for helping the village."
This old man is the most prestigious elder in this village. Although he is not the current village chief, he is the most respected person.
"I'm going to bother you all night today. It's troublesome." Zhang Chi said.
"What are you talking about? It's not too late for us to thank you. You can rest peacefully and just call me if you need anything." The old man bowed respectfully and then withdrew.
"Master, do you want to go find that He Bo tomorrow?" Shuo Yue asked.
Zhang Chi nodded: "We saw that flooding occurred frequently in several villages along the way. Not only that, there was also the spread of smallpox. Although smallpox was not caused by flooding, flooding did encourage the spread of smallpox. No matter how you say it, it should be inseparable from that He Bo. Do you know who the god who makes clouds and rain here is?"
"I don't know, it should be the Dragon King, right?" Shuo Yue, as a Sanxian, didn't know these things, so she just said uncertainly.
"Even if the dragon god is responsible for making clouds and rain, He Bo must be responsible for such a big flood. Anyway, I'll ask him tomorrow." Zhang Chi said.
"Okay, young master." Shuo Yue said.
"By the way." Zhang Chi seemed to remember something, "You said before that a disaster would befall you in the next two days. Why has there been no movement in the past few days?"
Speaking of this, Shuo Yue was also a little confused. Logically speaking, in fact, the day after seeing Zhang Chi in the ruined temple, the catastrophe should have arrived, but the two of them walked together for four or five days without seeing each other. The movements of the Heavenly Tribulation are really strange.
Shuo Yue shook her head in confusion. "No matter what, I haven't experienced anything like a catastrophe. I won't be able to help you when the time comes. Just adapt to the situation." Zhang Chi said helplessly.
"Thank you, Master." Shuo Yue smiled sweetly.
"Can you please help me see how much money is in the bag?"
As he spoke, Zhang Chi took out a large bag wider than him from the medical bag and landed it on the ground with a bang.
Shuo Yue opened it and saw that there were densely packed copper coins inside.
She cast the spell points and finally said, "There are already more than nine thousand."
Zhang Chi nodded, which meant that he had treated nearly 10,000 people.
It turns out that he only charges a penny for treatment, not for anything else, but just for counting.
"The reason why we don't choose to go at night is because we don't know that He Bo very well. We always have to be more careful when we go to someone's home field. It's more beneficial to us during the day." Zhang Chi sniffed and explained Shuo Yue's final explanation. That question to begin with.
"Master, are you a little scared?" Shuo Yue chuckled.
Zhang Chi blushed a little, scratched his neck and said, "Who said that? I call it preparation for a rainy day."
As the weakest one in the team, although he was praised to the heavens by Shuo Yue, his understanding of his own strength is very accurate. No one in the world is better than him in curing diseases and saving people, but when it comes to fighting and killing, He's really bad at it.
If he sees He Bo and wants to fight, he will have to rely on Shuo Yue by his side.
"Have you ever been able to beat him?" Zhang Chi said after thinking for a moment.
"I definitely couldn't beat him before, but after receiving so much immortal power from the young master, hehe." Shuo Yue smiled slyly at first, and then her face fell down again, "I think I still can't beat him..."
Zhang Zhi's nose almost ran out of breath and turned crooked. What was he gasping for at this time?
"Okay then, we'll act according to the situation and don't fight if we can." Zhang Chi sighed.
There was no talking all night, and when it was daylight, the old man came to the door with porridge made from whole grains, only to find that Zhang Chi and the two had disappeared.
He turned around and knelt down toward the sky, kowtowing respectfully twice to thank Zhang Chi for helping them.
Ten miles to the north from this village is a small tributary of a tributary of a large river.
Then walk eastward along the river for five miles, and you will find the river god temple.
Even at this time, the river still maintained a very high position. With the River God Temple as the boundary, the surging river almost passed by the back wall of the temple, and then rushed downstream.
This is not a small river, it clearly has the meaning of a big river.
If this is the case here, how rough will the downstream be?
As we approached the River God Temple, it started to rain again.
The rain was not violent, but it was extremely dense. As long as ordinary people stood under the rain, they would be soaked in a matter of seconds.
Fortunately, both Zhang Chi and Shuo Yue had immortal magic around them, and Shuo Yue even built a rain-proof barrier around them, preventing wind and rain from entering.
"Master, this is it," Shuo Yue said.
Zhang Chi looked at the bursts of green smoke above the River God Temple, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Compared with the mountain temple in Shuo Yue, the incense here was so prosperous. The two were simply different.
In fact, human beings' offerings and worship of gods are largely due to fear in their hearts.
When floods occur, humans often pray that the floods will pass as soon as possible, so they worship the water god. The situation is actually similar when plagues and fires occur.
Ancient emperors would offer sacrifices to heaven every year to beg God for mercy and good weather throughout the year. In the final analysis, praying for blessings actually comes from fear.
There must always be people from the villages along the river who come here to burn incense and pray, hoping that the flood will pass soon and the crops will not be lost.
So even though refugees are everywhere now, the place is still lively and full of incense.
The two of them waited until a wave of villagers who came to offer incense left and it was completely quiet inside before slowly walking in.
In the main hall, the incense burner on the table was filled with incense, and the candles in the hall almost filled the entire hall, making the place brightly lit and extremely dazzling.
In the center directly above, a lacquered gold statue shone brightly. Upon closer inspection, he looked like a middle-aged man. He was calm and majestic, as cold as autumn frost, and the frosty air was extremely intimidating.
There should be no trace of He Bo in the temple, only this statue.
Shuo Yue took a step forward, clasped her hands and said, "Shuo Yue, the mountain god, has come to ask for an audience with the river god. Please show up to see me."
There was silence in the hall, with only the echoes and the sound of rain outside the door mixed together, making it confusing and disturbing.
Shuo Yue glanced at Zhang Chi and was about to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi looked at the He Bo whom Shuo Yue called the River God with an indifferent expression, and said softly: "Come out."
As expected, there was still no response.
"Master, is he not here?" Shuo Yue asked doubtfully.
However, Zhang Chi stepped forward, climbed onto the platform of the River God, looked into each other's eyes, and said, "If you don't come out, I will smash your temple and destroy your golden body."
The statue's facial features suddenly became active, and it said to Zhang Chi with a gloomy look on its face: "If you dare, I will make your soul fly away and you will not be able to be reincarnated."
Zhang Chi walked down the stage with a calm expression, returned to Shuo Yue, and asked: "This river is so flooded, why is it so serious?"
His straightforwardness obviously made the other party a little uncomfortable. The He Bo looked at Shuo Yue coldly and reprimanded: "Where does this person come from? He actually dares to talk to this river god like this."
"I'm just an ordinary mortal who wants to solve the flood problem along the river, so I came to ask." Zhang Chi said.
"How can I let you know the secrets of the river?" He Bo said.
In a few words, Shuo Yue on the side looked at Zhang Chi with admiration. She originally thought that Zhang Chi really didn't know how to fight, but she didn't expect that he was extra tough today. Sure enough, he was deliberately hiding his clumsiness.
"If this continues, I'm afraid that all the people along the river will die. Please ask the river god to let them go." Zhang Chi continued, his words still neither condescending nor condescending, and quite polite.
Unexpectedly, there was a hint of anger on He Bo's face, and he said coldly: "You may be too lenient."
"So this matter really has something to do with you?" Zhang Chi asked.
Indeed, if this He Bo didn't know anything, or was innocently affected, then presumably he also has the responsibility to protect the peace of the land and water. Not to mention being as heartbroken as Zhang Chi, at least he would not act in this way.
This only shows that the other party is very clear about the reasons for these disasters.
Then you have to have a good chat with him.
