There is a special isolation area at the intersection, and newcomers to seek medical treatment will take a break here, and Yan Mo will personally judge who is sick and who is healthy, and then Sunset will arrange accommodation for them respectively.
"Those people come from a mountain village farthest to the south of Wugan City, called Qiyu Village. Their village was once very powerful, and the villagers are also the most numerous in the nearby Hornless Village. The warriors were later attacked by Wugan City and the temple, and Qiyu Village was seriously injured after that, and has not recovered until now, and people in their village are not even allowed to enter the city to find work."
Xiyang said quickly while walking: "Also, it is said that the temple will visit their village every few years, and if they find any outstanding men and women, they will kill them directly. In addition, their village witches are also ordered not to leave Half a step away from the village, if they are found to step outside the village, they will be killed on the spot."
Yan Mo put himself in his shoes and thought: If he was a villager in Qiyu Village, the hatred would be great. In the case of being weaker than others, he would either find a way to escape from Ugan City's sphere of influence, or find a way to hide his strength and wait for the opportunity. In short, it is impossible not to take revenge.
"Why didn't Ugan City kill them all?" Yuan Zhan asked, shaking hands with Yan Mo.
This is what Yan Mo wanted to ask.
Xiyang hesitated for a moment, "I heard some rumors, but I don't know if they are true or not."
Yuan Zhan: "Tell me about it."
"Yes. It is said that when Wugan City went to crusade against the demon warriors who obtained power from the devil of the abyss, it originally wanted to kill all the villagers of Praying for Rain, but the village witch of Praying for Rain seems to have a very special ability. No one knows what kind of ability it is. I know, I only know that in the end Wugan City only killed the magic warrior and some villagers praying for rain, and the village witches, women and children remained untouched."
While talking, several people have come to the intersection.
Yan Mo raised his head and saw six people kneeling on the muddy field, and an old man was lying among them, with animal skins under his body.
Xiyang explained: "They are the villagers of Qiyu Village. They have ancestral rules, and they are not allowed to live in grass houses or enter them."
Very strange ancestral rules, Yan Mo thought, and asked at the same time: "Then where do they usually live?"
"My lord, we usually live in caves." A middle-aged man kneeling at the front replied.
Yan Mo turned his eyes to the villagers praying for rain, "That's it. You all get up, it's the same for anyone who comes to see a doctor here, you don't need to kneel and beg anyone. If you don't want to enter the house, then we will find a dry place. Good for staying in the mud."
Saying that, Yan Mo turned around, "Follow me."
The villagers praying for rain looked at each other, the leading man nodded, the six stood up together, and at the same time picked up the old man in the middle with animal skins.
There are many open spaces in the wild, so there is no need to search for them. Yan Mo stopped directly in the open space in front of the hut, "Ah Zhan, do me a favor."
"Smooth? Dry? No weeds and other debris?"
"Yes." Yan Mo smiled.
Yuan Zhan nodded, and with a light push, the weeds and shrubs on the muddy ground seemed to have grown legs, and they all automatically avoided the surroundings, and soon a piece of muddy ground was vacated.
Xiyang clenched his fists tightly. He had seen Yuan Zhan cast "magic power" to light the fire, but what kind of magic power is this now
The Qiyu villagers moved their footsteps, their expressions seemed to be very excited, and the leading man was the same, but he was still able to control it, and only let out a heavy breath.
The performance of Yuan Zhan did not end here. Although the muddy ground was devoid of vegetation, the ground was uneven and soaked by the heavy rain. It was not suitable as a medical venue at all.
With a slight swipe of the soles of the feet, the open space quickly became flat.
Then the water was removed, and the ground was baked with fire, and the ground of this open space turned into a texture almost like pottery.
Everyone worships the strong, let alone the villagers of Qiyu Village who have been out of demon warriors. Other hornless people may still be afraid of Yuan Zhan's strength, and even fear his "magic power", but the eyes of the people of Qiyu Village looking at Yuan Zhan, I can't wait for Yuan Zhan to be like the people of Qiyu Village.
Yan Mo slapped his hands, "Put your people down, let's start with you, one by one."
"Wait." The leading man hurriedly said, "My lord, can you take a look at our big witch first? He is very sick."
Yan Mo did not refuse the man's request, and walked quickly to the old man's side, observing his complexion and appearance first, and then taking his pulse.
"Crack!" The old witch opened his eyes and grabbed Yan Mo's wrist.
Yan Mo was able to dodge, but he didn't move, "Your situation is a bit strange." Soul power turned into silk threads and protruded out.
The old witch who already had age spots on his face stared at Yan Mo with eyes like a dead fish, and did not let go of his hand.
The elder witch's mental defense was very strong, Yan Mo didn't move his defense, he just circled around it, but this was enough for him to draw a conclusion.
"Usually, people who are infected with an epidemic will consume a lot of soul power. This is the so-called unity of body and mind: when a person's soul is sick, his body will also be sick; when his body is sick, his soul will also be affected. But you..." Yan Mo Mo turned his wrist and separated from the old man's hand.
The eyeballs of the boss witch moved slightly, just now he suddenly felt as if a needle had been pricked somewhere in his palm, and then his palm suddenly lost strength. Now shake hands again, and the strength is back.
Yan Mo, "Your soul power is still strong, but your body is terminally ill. If I hadn't diagnosed and seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought I had diagnosed two people separately just now."
"You... are a witch." The old man's voice was very dry and hoarse, and what he said was an affirmative sentence.
"You can say that."
"Can you... save me?"
"It's a bit difficult." Yan Mo looked into the eyes of the old man, "The vitality in your body has been almost exhausted. I just said that you are terminally ill, but it is not accurate. It should be said that you are only half a step away from death, even if your soul power is very strong. , your body won’t be able to last this evening.”
The people in Qiyu Village were shocked, and the leading man rushed over and shouted, "Great witch! Didn't you say you can live for at least a month? You, you lied to us?"
The leading man and other villagers broke out in a cold sweat. Although they didn't stop at all along the way, they hurried to find this place as fast as they could, but if they encountered a little trouble or delayed a little, their big witch would …
"Big Witch, you are so messed up! I said a long time ago that we will go first, and you have to wait for the others." The leading man was so anxious that he didn't care about his status.
The elder witch ignored his villagers, just stared at Yan Mo, and asked again: "Can you...can you save me?"
Yan Mo, "Did you bring other patients? Where are they?"
The leading man gritted his teeth, "In the back, I met horned people just now, and they all hid. The few of us brought the big witch to touch the path first."
"Are there many people with the illness like your big witch?"
"There are several people who are dying. Some of them can't walk anymore, and some can barely walk, but they can't walk fast."
Yan Mo was puzzled: "Why didn't you send someone to find me? Let me go and heal you?"
The leading man and other people in Qiyu Village had expressions of resentment and fear on their faces.
"Because of the horned man!" The leading man gritted his teeth when he said these five words, "They sent people to kill and burn the village. Fortunately, we got the news and took the villagers out first, otherwise...the people we went out to inquire about later heard that You can treat illnesses and save lives here, so we came here directly.”
"That is to say, the whole village has come?"
"Ok."
"The sick and the healthy are not separated?"
"Separate? Then who will take care of the sick?" The man was at a loss.
Yan Mo couldn't blame the men, because they didn't understand anything. He asked the men how far away their villagers were, and turned around and asked Xi Yang to go back and bring some people and beast riders to help.
During this period of time, he took the pulse of these six people from Qiyu Village and found out that two of them had been slightly infected.
The helpers from the camp arrived. Most of these people were from Wadi Village, and Houshi was in charge of leading the team. This team can be regarded as the most loyal and useful group of people Yan Mo currently has, and more than half of them are the patients he rescued after he arrived. Other villagers wanted to help, but most of them refused to contact the patients. Only the Wadi villagers trusted him very much and never worried about their own safety.
Yan Mo asked them to go to Yuan Zhan to meet the people of Qiyu Village.
The leading man in Qiyu Village looked at the eldest witch, who closed his eyelids.
Yan Mo squatted in front of the big witch, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have performed a witchcraft similar to a substitute in this situation. Did you transfer other people's illnesses to yourself?"
The big witch's dead fish eyes rolled.
While giving him the needle, Yan Mo chatted: "I have a master who is very good at the art of cursing. He told me a lot about this kind of witchcraft that replaces others to accept illnesses, injuries, and curses. Some people will use this This kind of witchcraft harms people, but there are also people who use this kind of witchcraft to save people. Are you a cursed wizard?"
"No... yes." The elder witch said, "I only know... this one."
"Huh?" Yan Mo smiled, and that smile made people feel at ease, wanting to tell him everything.
"I can suffer on behalf of others, or I can transfer what I have suffered to others, but transferring it to others requires a life sacrifice." The old witch was surprised to find that after being stabbed a few times, he spoke much more smoothly. What was even more surprising was that he found himself telling the truth without much hesitation.
Yan Mo judged that the village witch's substitute witchcraft could only be replaced or transferred to a few people, otherwise so many people in their village would not still be sick, and it would be impossible for Wugan City to force them to this level.
"Could it be that the big witches in your village will do this? That's why Wugan City let you go?"
The elder witch was silent for a while, "... yes."
"It seems that you witches have the blood and hair of the city lord Ugan or the temple witch in your hands."
The eldest witch did not speak, and acquiesced.
Although Yan Mo was curious about how they got such a close thing, he didn't continue to ask. It was already very difficult for the witch of Qiyu Village to tell him about his abilities. Of course, if he didn't see it first, the other party wouldn't take the initiative to say it. — He didn't realize at this time that his "friendly" smile was the biggest problem.
"Who are you? Where are you from?" The elder witch finally couldn't help asking.
"Me? I come from a far away place, you can call me Mo Wu." Yan Mo changed his tone, "Your condition is quite bad, and ordinary medical skills and drugs can no longer treat you. I will delay it for you first, and wait for your The villagers came, let me take a look together, if there are too many seriously ill people, we will try other treatment methods.”
Near the evening, Yuan Zhan and the team that went out to pick up people brought back all the people from Qiyu Village.
There were quite a few people in this team. In order to hide their tracks, they left in three groups. There were nearly a hundred people in total. Unfortunately, those who were completely healthy plus the previous four people were only more than 20 people. Others were more or less afflicted with the disease, and some who did not have cholera had other diseases.
The medicine is not enough, he has to save some of it to exchange when the horned man brings medicine next time. Moreover, the illnesses of the people in this village are different and complicated. Even with the help of Hou Shi and the others, he couldn't deal with all of them in a short time.
The Houshi team is different from Kusamachi and the others. Kusamachi and the others have been well trained by him over the past few years. Not to mention nursing skills, even slightly complicated operations are not a problem. The medical team led by Kusamachi basically has With the ability to independently diagnose and treat, if Kusamachi and the others were there, he wouldn't have to work so hard. But now he has to personally look at almost every person who comes to ask for help, and personally dispense medicine for them.
"I want to try." Yan Mo suddenly said to Yuan Zhan.
"Try what?" Yuan Zhan took the jug handed over by Yan Mo, raised his head and drank it all in one go.
Yan Mo looked at his chin soaked in water, "My blood power."
"You mean the sacrificial dance?"
"No. It's related to the true ability of the witches of the Shanyan clan. I feel it..." Yan Mo didn't know how to describe it in words. Since he absorbed the Shuiyan tree fruit last time, not only did the witch fruit benefit from falling into a deep sleep, He himself also felt something activated in his body or soul.
And as time passed, his feeling became more and more obvious.
"Do you know what to do?" Yuan Zhan looked a little dignified. The curse witch once said that the Shanyan tribe was abandoned by the gods because of their too bad abilities, feared by other intelligent creatures, and even united to destroy them.
"I probably know." It's like a baby is born to suck milk. This ability also belongs to his instinct, but his previous energy and soul power are not enough to awaken this instinct.
Because of the sacrificial dance, because of the transformed body of the guide, because of the water rock tree fruit he took, and the training methods given by the guide, all kinds of impossible and hard-to-achieve conditions added together, which made this person who was already deeply buried The instinct in his genes, which could hardly be awakened again, finally awakened again.
"Jie!" Jiu Feng, who had gone out to look for food, came back.
Yan Mo looked up at the sky, turned his head and smiled confidently at Yuan Zhan, patted him on the shoulder, and strode towards the dry open space.
The open space was filled with sick Qiyu villagers.
Yan Mo walked to the front of these people, motioned to Houshi and Xiyang to lead the others to evacuate from the patients.
The people of Qiyu Village refused to go far away, so they stood on the side of the open space.
Looking at Yan Mo's expression, Xi Yang always felt that something was about to happen, and stopped in her steps to leave.
Hou Shi and the nursing team he led didn't leave because they thought they would take care of these patients later.
The old village witch of Qiyu Village stared at Yan Mo who was at the front with a pair of dead fish eyes. The people in Qiyu Village didn't know what the young wizard was going to do, and they were a little nervous.
Yuan Zhan walked to Yan Mo's side.
In the dark, there were also eyes staring at them. The horned men brought by Master Ivan did not all leave. Some people stayed behind secretly, wanting to find out the secrets of the two hornless men.
It is not the first time Yan Mo has used the ability of divine blood, but this time he is particularly cautious.
Close your eyes, inhale slowly, then exhale, let your brain empty, and adjust your breath and spirit to the best state.
The surrounding air seemed to fluctuate a little, and there seemed to be something hidden in the invisible air.
The vegetation around the clearing suddenly became very energetic.
Yuan Zhan stared straight ahead, and even he could clearly feel various energies surging around him.
Yan Mo opened his eyes. He didn't do anything special. He just stretched his hands slightly forward, and opened his mouth to say a word: "Gods of the ancestors, please sacrifice with my energy. May all the patients in front of me recover to health."
Simple words, simple sacrifices and prayers, it seems like a child's joke.
But the moment Yan Mo's voice just fell, all the patients lying on the ground in the open space grew a weird plant-like plant from their navels.
The strange plants pushed the patient's clothes and grew taller and taller. Some grew to about one foot, and some even grew to about one meter. The strange plants were thick and thin.
The patient screamed in terror and there was commotion among those around him.
Just when Yuan Zhan was about to take control of the situation, those strange plants suddenly withered and fell from the navels of the patients.
Some patients were afraid, so they quickly got up and ran around.
Seeing the other patients, they quickly got up and ran to a place they thought was safe.
Ancestor hey! how can that be? ! The eyes of those around them widened, almost in disbelief at what they saw.
Some people have not yet reacted, and those who have reacted are shocked and speechless.
The old village witch was the last to sit up, but he didn't escape from the open space like other villagers, but looked at Yan Mo ahead with a burning gaze.
Yan Mo looked at the withered strange plants in the open space, and directed Yuan Zhan: "Burn it, and bury it deep in the ashes."
Yuan Zhan: "How are you?"
Yan Mo moved his body slightly, "It's okay, but I feel very weak, and my energy is consumed a lot."
The old village witch watched Yuan Zhan wave his hand to clean up the venue, got up quickly, walked up to Yan Mo at a speed rarely seen by old people, looked at him for three seconds, fell to his knees without saying a word.
Yan Mo: "..." What are you doing? Looking at your old appearance, don't you seem to be grateful to me
The old village witch looked up at Yan Mo as if he didn't understand what he meant, and the dead fish rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand...to hug his thigh!
Yan Mo was caught off guard and was hugged: ... Fuck!
"Jie! Where is the old two-legged monster, dare to hug me silently, go away!"