The organs in the treasure house are complicated, and it took nearly two hours for everyone to explore only half of it. Even this half is enough to make people stunned.
Exquisite gold and silver utensils, various isolated collections, foreign treasures, rare minerals, fine wine glasses, picture scrolls and chess, etc., are all-inclusive and valuable. However, they also found that some of the items had been destroyed or stolen. However, there was no sign of being robbed in the treasure house, only chicken feathers, chicken excrement, chicken paw prints and other objects remaining on the ground showed their tracks.
From the dryness and wetness of the chicken poop, it can be seen that chickens have been in and out of this treasure house for a long time, and the damage is not entirely caused by the chickens that entered with them this time. This shows that this place has long been swept away by chickens!
Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of depression that people are inferior to chickens. In a sense, the chickens in Jiwo Village are indeed omnipotent, and the gods can't stop them from harming the world.
After the disgraced people returned to the village, they went back to their residences to wash up. There are chickens guarding the treasure house, which is definitely safer than the palace. If anyone wants to sneak in without long eyes, make sure to let them go in and out horizontally, and walk away in tears.
When Nie Bufan returned home, Zhang Junshi had already prepared hot water for him and helped him undress.
Nie Bufan pushed him out and said that he wanted to enjoy the bath time alone, but he didn't want the marks on his body to be seen by Zhang Junshi, which would be too troublesome to explain.
As a result, he soaked for nearly half an hour, until Zhang Junshi came to call the door, he slowly crawled out, like a weak old man, put on his underwear tremblingly, and then lay on the chair. He moved, and a dying call came out of his mouth: "Zhang Sanjun, I'm dying, come and save me!"
When Zhang Junshi outside the door heard it, he thought something was wrong, so he hurriedly kicked the door and rushed in.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Junshi asked worriedly as he rushed to Nie Bufan's side.
Nie Bufan stretched out his hands and said pitifully, "Zhang Sanjun, I'm very weak, please carry me back to the bedroom."
Zhang Junshi saw his coquettish appearance, smiled angrily, hugged him, and strode towards the bedroom.
When passing by the door, Nie Bufan looked at the two swaying door panels and said, "Zhang Sanjun, remember to fix the door when you look back. You are too rude, what kind of bullying is it?"
Zhang Junshi's mouth twitched, who made you scream like you were going to die!
Carrying him into the room, helping him to lie down, and changing the quilt, Nie Bufan said softly, "Thank you Zhang Sanjun, good night."
Good night? It's only afternoon, Zhang Junshi rubbed his hair and said, "You go to bed first, and I'll call you later at dinner."
"No, I just want to have a good night's sleep." Nie Bufan closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Zhang Junshi stared at him for a long time, put a kiss on his forehead, and left the bedroom lightly.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Li Yi walking towards him.
"Is he inside?" Li Yi asked.
"I've fallen asleep." Zhang Junshi glanced at him and asked, "What happened to you in the treasury? He looks tired."
"I want to know too." Li Yi said, "Let's talk about it when he wakes up!"
The two left one after the other.
A figure flashed across the courtyard, and Wang Shichan, who was planning to visit Nie Bufan, also disappeared.
Nie Bufan slept for a full seven hours this night, and did not wake up until the next day. Zhang Junshi was the first to notice that something was wrong, and when he went into the room to investigate, he found that he was hot all over, his consciousness was dizzy, and he was obviously sick.
Zhang Junshi was apprehensive, and hurriedly sent someone to the city to ask for a doctor.
The rest of Jiwo Village were caught off guard by Nie Bufan's illness. In their hearts, Village Chief Nie is a scourge who cannot be beaten to death, is not afraid of falling, and is not hurt by beating. No one would have thought that he would get sick one day!
Looking at Nie Bufan lying on the bed babbling, everyone was worried, silent, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.
Wang Shichan looked at Si Chenyu coldly, and the latter felt a trace of guilt in his heart, guessing that this illness was probably because of the sexual incident in the underground passage yesterday.
The doctor was quickly dragged in by the collar. He was out of breath and was about to have a seizure, but when he saw a room full of well-dressed and imposing figures, he couldn't help but tremble with fear, sweating profusely, thinking that this remote small mountain village was really a crouching tiger, hiding a dragon. He began to be very cautious about the condition of the man on the bed.
In the eyes of the sharp eyes, the doctor tremblingly came to the bedside. After checking the color and examining the pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to everyone: "It's nothing serious, this young man is only hot on the outside and hot on the inside, with excess anger, drink a few doses of decoction. , take care of yourself for a few days and you'll be fine."
There is another point that the doctor did not dare to say, this man has obviously had intercourse with the same sex recently, and the root cause of the disease is also here. As for who the culprit is, it's none of his business. However, he was still obliged to remind him.
"Uh... In addition, it is not advisable to have frequent sexual intercourse. After each time, it must be cleaned well. Usually, medicine is used to warm up, which can improve physical fitness."
As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions of everyone in the room became a little strange, and the atmosphere was strange.
When the doctor saw this, cold sweat broke out again. He hurriedly wrote the prescription, explained it carefully, and left in a hurry as if running for his life.
Zhang Junshi asked Tubeng to grab the medicine, and then brought a bowl of rice porridge over, wanting to feed him a bowl first.
Li Yi helped him sit up and whispered his name in his ear.
Nie Bufan woke up in a daze, feeling dizzy and weak in his limbs.
He grabbed Zhang San and Li Si's arms from left to right, and said in pain, "Zhang Sanjun, you must take good care of my chickens, you can't sell them, and it's not easy to make chickens. You can't make all eggs. Tea eggs, some eggs can even have babies."
Zhang Junshi was speechless.
He said to Li Yi again: "Li Si, love your brother well, don't get hurt because of me, if I'm gone, you can still rely on him for the old age."
"..." Li Yi's face cramped.
"Wang Wu, it's not easy to serve the Buddha. You're right if you don't go home. In the future, you will be raising chickens. If you can save them, it will also be a virtue. Isn't there a saying, 'If one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven'? Whether they will be successful in the future depends on you!"
Wang Shichan: "..."
"Brother wet..."
"Okay, you don't have to worry about my business!" Si Chenyu interrupted quickly.
Nie Bufan's eyes were hazy with tears, and he said weakly, "I'm so sick, why don't you let me tell the truth?"
You're just suffering from a minor illness, and you act like you're explaining your last words. What's the matter
He knew that even if this guy was sick, it was a scourge!
Nie Bufan talked for a long time, and finally asked, "Zhang Sanjun, tell me honestly, how long can I live?"
Zhang Junshi said solemnly: "There is still a thousand years to live."
After serving him arduously after drinking the porridge, everyone dispersed, and if they continued to listen to his nonsense, they would probably go crazy.
However, they all remembered the last sentence the doctor said, and the recipe also wrote the method of warming up, so that Nie Bufan must not have the opportunity to be lazy! Your future sexual well-being depends entirely on it!
In the evening, Zhang Junshi brought over the boiled medicine, Nie Bufan hugged the quilt and hummed, "I'm fine, don't take medicine."
"Be good, take the medicine and get better faster."
Nie Bufan rolled a few times, but he just didn't want to get up.
But within a few hours, his spirit was indeed much better. Zhang Junshi did not dare to be careless, worried that his condition would recur, and coaxed him to drink medicine.
"If you don't drink, I'll pour it directly." Li Yi threatened.
Nie Bufan stuck his head out aggrievedly and looked at Li Yi with accusing eyes.
The rest of the people were also honest with him, standing in a line like riot police.
Under the pressure, Nie Bufan finally reluctantly took a sip. Then he was silent for a while, and said melancholy, "Let me euthanize me! It's not something I can do that difficult task like drinking medicine."
Naturally, he didn't get the slightest sympathy for his pity, and a bowl of soup and medicine was fed into his stomach in one bite. Feeding him medicine and eating is like fighting a war. This guy doesn't have a moment of peace, and the worries he had caused because of his illness are absolutely unnecessary!
Everyone rejoiced in misfortune, but he shouted sternly: "You are too unkind, you will be punished for bullying a weak man like this!"
The curse was still in the ears, and no one expected it to be fulfilled so quickly.
The sick Nie Bufan was alive and kicking the next day, while the rest of Jiwo Village, except Wang Shichan, fell ill.
In fact, after Nie Bufan, the chickens were the first to get sick. They seemed to be infected by him. They lost their appetite at first, and then became irritable and aggressive.
In just a few days, Jiwo Village was turned upside down by them, like a tornado passing through. Others were fortunate enough to see the real fighting power of the chickens, flying over the eaves and walls, digging the ground to lift the soil, swimming in the water and drilling the wood... It was a shocking and eye-opening experience.
When the chickens' cramps were over, the people who were watching the play were also tragic.
Their situation is different from Nie Bufan and Chicken Flock. The symptoms are cough, fever, runny nose, bad food and bad sleep, and they are miserable by drinking medicine every day.
Nie Bufan thought to himself while taking care of them: Could this be the legendary bird flu? Shouldn't be serious, right? Although he often cursed them, he didn't really want anything to happen to them. Live human beings have a more sense of accomplishment when they are molested. Now they are all sick and crooked, and all kinds of things are not pleasing to the eye!
In Jiwo Village, only Wang Shichan did not get sick, probably because he was only vegetarian, so he escaped.
As the pathogen and the ultimate culprit, Nie Bufan resolutely decided to take responsibility and used all his savings to reserve a large amount of medicinal herbs, boil them into juice every day, and water them one by one. The food is also mainly light, eliminating any meat.
After a few days, everyone lost a lot of weight, all of them were lethargic, their eyes were sunken, and they wanted to cry when they smelled the smell of meat.
They have never experienced such a hard life.
Looking at their immortal and dying appearance, Wang Shichan, who is pure and peaceful, couldn't help but raise a complex emotion of sympathy and schadenfreude.