The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

Two days later, Rong Yi and their small medical clinic received its first patient.

And this man is the son of the aunt next door, named Li Dazhuang. He is a shy young man that he meets occasionally.

"Chengzi, hurry up, show your boss to Da Zhuang. Today I just went to the back mountain to chop firewood. I don't know why I suddenly fainted.

If his uncle next door hadn't happened to see him and carry him back, he would have fed the monster in the back mountain. "

Aunt Li, with her anxious look, her already loud voice seemed even louder now.

The person was carried in. Leng You's spiritual consciousness glanced at it and knew what was going on, but he still pretended to come forward to check.

After looking into the other person's eyes, he pulled back his cuffs, and then took his pulse again. He knew that it was the same thing and that the process still had to be done.

"how?"

Aunt Li asked anxiously, wanting to say no, so she quickly carried him to the Huichun Hall across the street.

But then I thought, what if this guy really knows how to read? She also collected two fruits from her neighbor, so she should take care of the business.

The worst thing is, if it really doesn't work anymore, she will take her son to another place to watch.

Leng Youzhi said softly: "He has evil spirits in his lungs, and there are festering wounds on his hands and feet. He fell into a coma again, and the plague poison entered his body. He got the plague."

He spoke in an understatement, stood up and took a pen to write a prescription, but he didn't expect that his words frightened Aunt Li.

At the same time, Uncle Li who kindly helped to carry the person in and Wang Ergou, the butcher across the street, were there.

"Doctor Shi, you, what did you say? Plague?"

Leng Youzhi wrote the prescription after a few strokes and handed it to Rong Yi.

"Chengcheng, go make some medicine."

"it is good."

Rong Yi took the prescription and took a look at it. There was no surprise. It was necessary to add detoxification pill powder.

She had just noticed that this plague was unusual and seemed to be poisonous.

It's gray-green. In short, you have to touch it to understand it clearly.

Leng Youzhi looked at them and said, "This plague is very contagious. It's best to notify the mayor immediately and seal off the entire town.

Gather those who are already infected, and you need to be more protective. After you get the medicine, everyone will drink a bowl. It is best for the whole family to drink a bowl. "

"You, you, you, are you telling the truth? No, I want to take my son to the Hui Chun Hall across the street."

Aunt Li quickly went to see the two people who were helping to carry the person, and found that both of them were frightened.

Before they could recover, someone from across the street shouted.

"Plague, there is a plague, run quickly, leave Furong Town quickly, run quickly!"

Now all three of them had panic in their eyes. Rong Yi quickly prepared the medicine, each holding five packets in his hand.

"Five spiritual stones and five sets of medicine. The three of you will go home and boil one set of eight bowls of water into three bowls. Drink them once in the morning, noon and evening. It will be fine in three days."

Aunt Li's eyes turned red: "Chengzi, can this be cured? Don't we have to wait for the mayor to ask the immortal?"

Rong Yi patted her hand reassuringly: "Don't worry, it's useful. Auntie, don't worry. Just take someone back to boil the medicine. If you can't drink it, just drink it."

"Good, good."

The two people also quickly gave the spirit stones and took the medicine Rong Yi had prepared for them, because they found that they also had the same ulcer on their hands, but it was not as serious.

In all likelihood, the doctor could tell that they were also infected.

"Thank you, thank you, Doctor Shi."

They treated the dead horse as a living horse doctor, hurriedly carried the person to the next door and went home to make medicine. If they really waited for the immortal to come, they were afraid that they would not survive until then.

After they left, Rong Yi and Leng Youzhi looked at each other, and Rong Yi took out his unused alchemy furnace.

After enlarging the pot, they started boiling the medicine with spiritual spring water. When it was ready, they added the detoxifying pills. The two of them took the big pot to the door.

To save trouble, I hung a plaque at the door: Plague detoxification decoction, one bowl with one spirit bead, you can take it by yourself, it is available every day, and you can take it three times.

Such a big pot, with a small basin placed next to it for the spiritual stones.

It is not that there are no monks in the mortal realm, but the low-level monks in the mortal realm are very arrogant and will not take action easily.

Usually when encountering this kind of thing, you have to ask three or four people to solve the problem. If the scope of the problem exceeds the scope, most people will sigh and leave.

One more sentence: This is the fate, and destiny cannot be violated!

The town was already in chaos. Those who discovered the problem were looking for the medical clinic. When they saw it, the medical clinic rushed over and saw what was placed at the door.

They were all a little surprised and confused, but it was their nature to be afraid of death, so they all went home and brought bowls to drink the medicine.

A spiritual stone is really not expensive, it's ridiculously cheap, so no one is cheating on it.

If there is one, there will be two. After the medicine has been drunk, Rong Yi and the two bring out another pot.

Many people came up to ask, and both of them politely answered their questions.

In serious cases, his pulse was checked, and even if his soul was really about to leave his body, Leng Youzhi threw him back.

As night falls, townspeople occasionally come to pick up medicine, and lanterns are always lit at the door of the medical center, bringing a beam of light into the dark night.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the town, and Rong Yi, who was humming a tune to grind the medicinal powder, and Leng You, who was pulling herbs, looked up at each other.

"coming."

Leng Youzhi said softly, and a figure appeared in their yard.

A sharp sword move was directed at Leng Youzhi, while another huge ghostly figure grabbed Rong Yi with a palm.

In the dark night, Rong Yi could still clearly see what it was, and his pupils dilated slightly in surprise.

"Monk, if you don't stay well in the world of immortality, come here to ruin my business."

The figure with the sharp sword strike suddenly said loudly.

Rong Yi inexplicably felt that the voice was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

But she was familiar with this ridiculously fast thing.

This is not the Zhuoyin Ghost Mandrill, but it is only a bit powerful. The spiritual world is the spiritual world. If this thing continues to be practiced, it will probably harm a certain realm.

"Uncle, I don't want to play any more. We'll talk about it when we're all sleepy."

Hearing this, Leng Youzhi waved his fingers, and bursts of light lit up in the courtyard. The masked monk holding the sword in front of him, as well as the Zhuoyin ghost mandrill, were trapped.

Fortunately for the monk, the demonic mandrill's sharp claws attacked the formation crazily, but was thrown off by a divine spell from Rong Yi. It made a sound in shock.

"It's you, it's you!"

The enemy it exterminated was actually that stinky girl who knew how to curse!

"Oh, you know me."

Rong Yi also remembered it at this moment: "Ah! You must be the ghost mandrill king who disappeared in Fengyuan Secret Realm back then. It turns out that you escaped from the secret realm and got into the spirit world.

Let me guess which disciple you signed a contract with, followed him out, and even ascended to the spiritual world. "

Rong Yi's eyes fell on the masked man in black. She and her junior uncle looked ordinary at the moment.

It was normal that the monk didn't recognize him. Leng Youzhi snapped his fingers, and the isolation mask on the trapped black monk's face fell off.

Under the light, Rong Yi looked at that face, a little surprised.

"You, who are you? Lin, Lin Yi, yes, it's Lin Yi."

The swordsman genius was also mentioned in the plot of the original book.

Rong Yi almost forgot about this person and was very surprised that it was him.

I was even more surprised that he was the one who took away the Zhuoyin Ghost Mandrill King back then!

"Who are you? You actually recognize me?"

There was a deep coldness in Lin Yi's eyes. He didn't expect that he would stumble tonight.

Thinking of something, he stared at Rong Yi: "Are you the girl in black back then?"