The Alchemist God - Chapter 971

"Traveling doctors."

Lan Yanxiu scorned: "The empire has never heard of such a kind of people. We only have the medicines of the pharmacy and the doctors who have hanged the pot. The doctors have never heard of it."

"It is a doctor who opens a pharmacy, so the nature of taking medicine around to save people is to visit the doctor." Xi Yanwei smiled.

At this time, an apprentice quickly stepped forward and said in Lan Yan’s ear: "Lan deacon, I have heard of this tour doctor, from the Valley City to Yinshan City, there are her legends, people say a look like a fairy The beautiful woman is everywhere to apply medicine to save people, and no matter what the ills can cure the disease, it must be this person."

Lan Yan’s eyes lit up: “If this is the case, may I ask Miss Xi Yan if she is willing to work with our Medicines Division to treat this plague.”

Xi Yan shook his head and said, "No, I have always used to go to my own way, or not to be disturbed. I will save you, you will save you."

Said, she turned and went.

Lan Yan hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, Miss Xi Yan."

"what happened."

"What kind of formula do you think of the marrow-washing soup? Many people here are suffering from this kind of dead blood disease. If there is no symptomatic prescription, I am afraid it will be difficult to suppress this plague."

When Xi Yan saw her piety, she smiled and said: "The marrow-washing soup is very simple. The rhizome of the purple snake vine and the petals of the Ningshen flower can be cooked in two-to-one portions for one hour."

"Is it just purple snake vines and Ningshen flowers?"

Lan Yan bit her red lips and said: "One is a level 2 herb, and the other is a level 3 herb. It is not very difficult."

"But it is difficult to treat so many people, because there are not so many herbs that can be picked." Xi Yan stared at Lan Yan, faintly said: "The treasury of all places is not willing to allocate gold coins to buy herbs to treat refugees. The local government said that the refugees are a burden, it is better to die, Miss, they call you a deacon, it seems that you are also a housekeeper, do not know that you have the power to get herbs from the drug dealers in various cities."

Obviously, this tour doctor has eaten a lot of closed doors.

Lan Yan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, said: "Miss Xi Yan, please rest assured, I am one of the twelve deacons of the Imperial Linguine Division, Lan Yan, with my token enough to order the local pharmacy, as for the medicine, the pharmacy I can use it. If the young lady doesn't believe it, I might as well enter the silver fir city with me. I have never tried this medlar soup. If the young lady is a lover, please follow me, we will be in the silver fir. The four city gates of the city all assume that the soup is cooked in a large pot."

"This..." Xi Yan said nothing.

"What, isn't the young lady not wanting to cure more people?" Lan Yan asked.

Xi Yan grinned, in fact, when he came to the broken world, he did not know what to do. After seeing so many refugees, he decided to visit the rivers and lakes, but so many experiences in the past two months, the more The more I let Xi Yan feel that she is sleeping in the wind, but she is also very practical. It is more interesting to save people than to kill people.

"Since this is the case, then I will take a trip with you, but once you learn to cook the marrow-washing soup, I will leave."

"Well, I will definitely listen to it at that time."

......

"Get on the horse, go into the city."

Lan Yan is carrying a 50-member light riding team. This team of cavalry is responsible for protecting the staff of the Lingyao Division. After all, it is very chaotic after the war. The thieves are rampant, the medicines are scarce and precious, and those strong people are trying to win some medicines. After doing it, almost every detour agent of the next patrol has a team like this, with the army around, so it is more convenient to act.

In Yinshan City, Lan Yan took the army and went straight to the city's main government. All the people carrying the emblem of the Lanyan City Qin family, naturally no one dared to stop until they saw a fat man wearing an official gown.

"The lower official Yinshan City Taishou Zhang Qian has seen Lan Yan deacon."

The fat man clings to the boxing ceremony. In fact, all the people in Yinshan City know that this Qianyuan is just a local drug dealer. Yinshancheng is close to the Seven Star Forest. The medicine is very rich, and Zhang Qian is making a fortune by selling medicine. In the end, the official title of the city of Silverwood City was bought from some officials of the National Assembly.

Moreover, the original status of the city of Yinshan City must be above the deacon of the Lingyao Division, at least equal, but Zhang Qian is very loyal, for the same reason, he knows Lan Yan, naturally she is the deacon of the medicine medicine department, Chu Yao The people, and Chu Yao is Lin Muyu, Qin Yin people around, Lan Yan's words, perhaps better than 10,000 gold coins.

The fat man looked up, but he saw Xi Yan behind Lan Yan. He couldn't help but frowned. "How come you come again."

Xi Yan’s eyes were light and there was no speech.

Lan Yan said: "Why, Zhang Daren knows Miss Xi Yan."

"The deacons don't know. In the past two months, this woman came to me to ask for medicinal herbs. I said that it is for the refuge of the refugees. Hey, there are so many people who want to cure the disease. It is clear that I want to defraud my medicine and sell it. ""

"Don't the urban masters go out to see the refugees outside." Lan Yan glared at a pair of eyes.

"This...I..." Apparently, Zhang Qian did not go out to see it.

Lan Yan was too lazy to talk to him, just asked: "Zhang Daren, there are still many herbs in the pharmacy of Yinshan City."

"It's still enough..."

"Very good, please give me one thousand pounds of purple snake vines and five hundred pounds of Ningshen flowers, and give me another forty pots to cook soup."

"This..." Zhang Qian said: "Use so much material, I am afraid..."

"What are you afraid of, I will sign the documents on the expenditures. Isn't the medicine accumulated in the cedar of Yinshancheng not used to save people?" Lan Yan looked at the fat man with a burning look and said: "If not, I Will falsely sue the female emperor."

"No, no..." Zhang Qian repeatedly shook his head: "The next official is to give to the deacon."

"Oh, that's good. I am waiting for the medicine of the adults in the big medicine book outside the East Gate."

"Yes, the next official will arrange it immediately."

Zhang Qian nodded and looked up, but when he looked up, he cast a smug look at Xi Yan. It must be because this woman made herself lose a lot of windfall. If these drugs are sold, at least there are thousands of coins. what.

However, Xi Yan’s eyes were very calm. Looking back at Zhang Qian’s eyes, Gujing had no waves.

......

At dusk, the four major city gates have all begun to cook soup. Lan Yan and Xi Yan personally distributed soup bowls to the refugees, one bowl per person, and the plague of the dead blood disease was enough to cure the disease.

Having been busy until late at night, the refugees basically drank the soup, and many people's condition has improved rapidly.

Lan Yan arranged Xi Yan in the most remote part of the dozens of tents of the Ling Yao Division, because Xi Yan did not want to be disturbed, and she would leave when she was bright, she did not want to be embarrassed by anyone.

In the middle of the night, Xi Yan calmly lay in the tent, the body's divine power was exhausted, but the sense of sensation and the sense of knowledge were still there. Even she could hear the spring rain and the nourishment of all things, so real.

For many years, it has not been so close to the earth.

Xi Yan suddenly felt calm inside, holding a warm quilt, curled up like a cute shrimp and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a mess of footsteps in the distance.

Xi Yan suddenly woke up, her knowledge felt murderous.

This murderousness came from the direction of Yinshan City, and the number of people was still quite a lot. Is it directed at himself? Suddenly, Xi Yan thought of Zhang Qian’s grievances during the day.

Yes, it must be him.

Sitting up from the bed, she did not panic, quietly put on her clothes, put a gray cloak that had been bought with four silver coins, and then raised her hand to hold the sword.

"Oh."

The curtain of the little tent was suddenly opened. It was the face of a black-faced man. When he saw Xiyan, he immediately stabbed the blade in his hand and didn't even call.

However, after a sullen sigh, he even fell back to the ground in a few steps, a blood red hole in his neck, has been worn by a sword.

"Damn."

In addition, a dozen people looked blue and looked up and saw Xi Yan slowly coming out of the tent.

"You want to kill me." Xi Yan smiled.

"Yes, your little girl's good deeds, and now killing me, I still want to take you as a beggar. Now it seems that you can't leave you."

The person who is talking is a fat man, wearing a bloated armor. I don’t want to know that it’s Zhang Qian’s own. Zhang Qian is a businessman. Not only is it good, but also lascivious, this is the highest level of the royal sister. It is fatal, but the method of Xi Yan’s murder is so decisive. Although the fat man is lascivious, he is still terrible.

"Up, kill her."

A group of defenders dressed as killers have been attacked.

Although Xi Yan lost her power, but the sword and the law of the mind are still there, the screaming of the moon is screaming, what kind of person is she, the angel of the gods, the determination of the heart, the good man to save, the bad guys kill.

The blazing moon swayed out, and the swordsman smashed out countless ray of light, which was the split of Xi Yan’s seven sniper.

"Puff puff……"

A fluffy **** flight, Xiyan may not be an opponent if it is on the gods or even the sanctuary, but it is a crushing existence for the mortal who is the most cultivated.

As soon as the blazing moon came out, more than a dozen people died.

Zhang Qian’s face is stunned, and he wants to leave if he doesn’t want to.

But wherever he went, Xi Yan’s lightning bolted up, and the blazing moon slammed through Zhang Qian’s heart.

......

"Killing... killing..."

A group of guards stepped back and left, and in a blink of an eye, a torch was lifted on the official road, and the iron riding team in the city was already there.

A pair of white diamonds pointed straight at Xi Yan, and everyone was arrogant.

Xi Yan was silent, and she was a little embarrassed. Is it that I have to turn over the gutter here? These white diamond arrows are quite powerful. I have already learned from a hunter.

Just then, a voice sounded: "Stop."

The person who spoke was Lan Yan, a deacon from the Imperial Medicine.