At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.
The only road leading to the mountain is littered with human remains.
According to a detailed count, there are more than two hundred people here, and each of them has a look of horror in their eyes, as if they have seen something incredible, and they will not close their eyes.
The fishy smell filled the corridor and was disgusting. Soon, the smell of blood attracted many jackals and wild beasts to the door. However, they looked around cautiously and moved vigilantly when they saw that there was no extra living person present. They walked on all fours toward the pile of dead people, and some of the timid ones grabbed a bloody thigh and ran away.
Some brave ones decided to feast among the dead. After a while, three figures walked down the mountain road. Looking at their bare heads and plain clothes, they thought they were the monks from Puguang Temple at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing the horrific corpses on the ground, a younger novice monk turned around and vomited. With his red face and bursting veins, he almost vomited out the gall, and his face was covered with snot and tears.
After finally taking a breath, the little novice monk still didn't dare to turn around and look at the wreckage on the ground. He turned pale and said to the older monk beside him: "Master, this is too tragic, just like the purgatory that the Buddha said. The disciples really don’t dare to look directly.”
The expression on the old monk's face was actually not much better than that of the young monk. He looked at the beasts feasting among the crowd with trembling lips and sighed: "Dust will return to dust and dust will return to earth. No matter how glorious a person's life is, in the end it will be nothing." Turn it into a cup of loess, disciple, and let’s give these donors the last leg.”
After saying that, he sat on the ground and recited Buddhist scriptures frequently. The two young monks behind him followed the master's example and sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the mantra of rebirth. They hoped to remember that not long ago, many people were asking them for help. We passed the water to drink, but now we are separated from heaven and man, which is really a bit sad.
At this time, a large number of crows were also attracted by the smell of blood, waving their wings and hovering over the sea of corpses, making bursts of permeating cooing sounds. Three or two crows then landed on the weapons inserted in the ground.
The sky is gray, corpses, beasts, crows, and monks chanting sutras outline a picture of the end of the world.
On the mountain road, a group of people were staring closely at the man sitting astride the rock. Behind him, squatting on his knees was a man with white hair and beard. However, he saw that this man was holding eight silver needles between his fingers. He quickly treated the man with acupuncture.
As the fingers flew rapidly, one could see the silver needles quickly piercing the man's back muscles. It was Baicao Xian and Dong Zhang.
"Sister Long, is he healing his brother?" Lu Yao's eyes were red, presumably because he had cried just now, and his eyes were swollen into red peach shapes.
Dragon Girl didn't answer, and stayed close to Dong Zhang's side, staring at the Baicao Fairy with flying fingers, looking a little nervous.
It's not surprising that Hu Luyao would ask this question. It's true that Baicao Xian's method of rescuing people is too bloody. How can a rescuer frequently bleed the patient? It looks like he is killing people.
At this time, the chef, a big-chested man with round waist, spoke up to explain, but he winked at Lu Yao and said with a smile: "Little sister, this friend of mine may not look very good, but when it comes to medical skills, he is second best. No one in this world dares to recognize the number one, not even those bullshit imperial doctors in the emperor’s palace.”
The information revealed in Chef Ren's words was not insignificant. Everyone looked solemn after hearing the words. Even Zhang Dong was a little surprised. He didn't expect Baicao Fairy to be a miracle doctor with a low reputation.
This was something he had not expected. Also, his name was Baicao Xian, and he was the same person as Shennong Tasting Baicao. In this regard, everyone in the ancient tomb completely believed in Baicao Xian. Watching curiously as he fiddled with Dong Zhang's back.
This character appeared too late in the original work. It was already in the later stages. Dongzhang didn't know who had better medical skills compared to Yideng, his friend from Tianzhu, but he probably was the Baicao Immortal.
China has a long history, and there have been so many weirdos and strange people. None of them are famous, and how can they be compared to Asan from India.
The love flower poison that has caused Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu a headache for half their lives may be cured by just taking action. Just by the name Baicao Xian, it is known that people's knowledge of herbal medicine has reached the level of gods. This is of course an exaggeration. A metaphor, but whoever dares to think of himself as a grass fairy would not dare to think so without two brushes.
But perhaps due to plot requirements, Mr. Jin allowed him to appear in the film later. Otherwise, it would not be possible to reflect the undying love between Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu after sixteen years of separation.
Hermits and hermits refer to this group of people, and it is not something you can find if you want to find them. In addition to being a doctor, Baicao Xian also has another unknown identity, that is, a killer.
If he can use needles to save people, he can also use needles to kill people. He is just like a cook. He appears to be a butcher, but in fact he is a highly skilled killer. Dongzhang has fought against a cook and knows that his butcher's knife skills come from the pre-Qin period. Zheng Miaohong's sword skills are not comparable to those of these newer sects.
Looking at Zhang Yimeng and Baicao Xian, Dongzhang was not only curious about their respective experiences. One thing that was certain was that each of them had had adventures, which made them achieve their superb abilities in their respective fields.
Dongzhang was just thinking to himself when suddenly Baicao Xian's calm voice came from behind him: "Mr. Dongzhang, please lend me some wine."
Hearing this, Dongzhang was slightly stunned. He handed the wine bottle to Baicao Xian behind him. The latter didn't say much. He stood up and poured the strong wine on Dongzhang's back, which made people feel pain just looking at it.
Lu Qing on the side was puzzled and asked: "Sir, what is this?"
Showing a smile to Lu Qing, Baicao Fairy kept moving his hands and explained: "Mr. Dongzhang's skin, flesh and bones are stained with some dirt. I am disinfecting it."
As he spoke, he took out a small knife from somewhere and handed the wine bottle back to Zhang Zhang. He opened the five fingers of his left hand and a ball of fire immediately rose in his palm. Baicao Fairy turned the small knife back and forth and held it on the flame. Roast, and after a while, no movement could be seen from him. The flame was extinguished as soon as he closed his palm. The sharp-eyed little dragon girl found that there was something between his thumbs, but he moved too fast and could not see clearly what it was. things.
The fire must have come from that thing, Xiao Longnu thought, but Lu Yao didn't know, thinking it was a spell, and was so shocked that he covered his mouth and whispered.
As Baicao Xian raised and lowered his knife, he removed the rotten flesh from Dongzhang's back muscles piece by piece. Then there was the grinding sound of the knife scraping against the bones, which made everyone in the ancient tomb feel chills and hair stand on end.
Due to the angle, Master Shengyin, Han Wugou and others could clearly see Baicao Xian using a knife to scratch the dirt on Dong Zhang's bones. This kind of pain was something they were used to killing, and it not only gave them a chill. .
But the recipient, Dongzhang, didn't have any abnormality on his face. He raised the wine pot and smiled at the cook: "I heard that you are good at cooking."
The chef raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Are you hungry?"
"hungry."
"Okay, I'll show you my skills later."
"good"
