Chapter 610 Jing Fu Decoction (Part 2)
Fu Qingzhou has experienced many kinds of crazy pain and torture.
If he were to rank, the one that ranked highest would be the time he took the Tribulation Thunder Pill.
That time he was paralyzed and his Dantian was completely destroyed. Master Wu saved him with a thunder pill - but this "rescue" was simply the most terrifying experience in Fu Qingzhou's life. He didn't want to at all. To reminisce.
But now, the entrance of this bowl of medicinal soup... even reminded him of the pain that time.
If you want to describe it, it would be two words - burning!
The heartbreaking burning feeling started from the stomach and quickly spread to the limbs and bones. Every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be on fire, and then there was a pain that penetrated into the bone marrow!
When describing pain, many people would say, "It seems like thousands of needles are piercing the body."
But right now, Fu Qingzhou's feelings are even more exaggerated than this.
He felt that there were thousands of needles growing out of his bones!
Those ethereal needles were like red-hot irons, melting everything in their path. His heart almost exploded, his throat couldn't breathe, and his vision became blurred...
Bang Dang .
Fu Qingzhou stumbled back a few steps. When he reached out to look for something to support him, he almost knocked over the casserole and broke several firewood. The owner of Shoucai Village wanted to help him, but he pushed him. open.
After a period of confusion, he fell into the firewood pile in the corner of the kitchen. His face was as red as a cooked shrimp. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from shouting. There was a scar on his forehead. The veins almost popped out.
But at the same time, the dirty stones on his cheeks began to melt.
They turned into some kind of fishy black liquid and dripped down the cheeks, but it evaporated before it could reach the collar.
Fu Qingzhou gasped for air, his head and body covered with sweat.
This pain did not last long, and it was not difficult for him to survive.
But if it were an ordinary person who had never practiced spiritual practice, the best result would be to pass out...some people might even hurt themselves because of the pain.
It seems that it is really appropriate to apply some anesthetic in advance.
"Are you okay?"
The boss of Shoucai Village asked carefully.
Lao Wang was standing not far away, not worried at all - he had long known Fu Qingzhou's abilities, and with the threat to his son, he didn't care about Fu Qingzhou.
Fu Qingzhou hummed a few times and slowly got up.
“There’s something really good about this viscera soup…” He murmured to himself.
He could feel that this bowl of medicinal soup did more than just cure his Zangshi disease.
At the last moment, the terrible pain that can drive people crazy turned into a warm current.
This warm current is more violent and overbearing than Qi Ranjue's, but in a sense, the two are somewhat similar - they move around in his body, like a flood, sweeping everything away. Impurities are cleaned and forced out.
Even after drinking the pure fu soup, Fu Qingzhou felt that his breathing was a little lighter.
“But this is because my meridians are extremely wide and powerful. It is impossible for ordinary people’s meridians to bear it...or ordinary practitioners can’t bear it. Instead, it may damage the meridians.”
He made a judgment in his mind: "It's just that for them, curing the visceral stone disease is the most important. Some damage to the meridians is a trivial matter, and they can be cured slowly."
Three steps of the boss of Shoucai Village They took two steps together and stepped forward to help Fu Qingzhou up, with a rather happy face.
“This medicine is really useful, right?”
He said happily: “In this way, we can rescue Magistrate Yang and Master Fatuo and save ourselves?”
Fu Qingzhou turned his head and smiled at the boss.
The next second, his hand had climbed up to the back of the boss's neck and squeezed gently.
The boss of Shoucai Village had no time to understand what happened, so he rolled his eyes and passed out.
Lao Wang watched from a short distance away and couldn't help but said: "You obviously don't have to lie to him... you can knock him unconscious as soon as you come, and you can also test the medicine."
"I I know.”
Fu Qingzhou grinned at him: “But I’m happy to.”
Lao Wang couldn't help but shudder.
Fu Qingzhou knows that his moody, crazy and terrifying image has taken root in Lao Wang's heart...
But it's not important. Although Lao Wang is a poor man, he is also a man with deep roots of mystery. People can't figure it out so easily, so it's better to scare him more first to make things easier. While the two were talking, there was a burst of footsteps outside Shoucai Manor.
Soon, the door to the shop and the backyard was slammed open, and a group of defenders surrounded Ning Wushu and Chi Tiancong and strode out.
Behind the two of them was a young man who whispered: "After Lao Wang entered this courtyard, he never came out...Eh? What's going on?"
Fu Qingzhou knew that this must be Chi Tiancong Someone sent to keep an eye on Lao Wang.
However, I was cut off by myself, hahaha.
Ning Wushu and Chi Tiancong naturally saw him at a glance.
“The dirt fell off your face!”
Ning Wushu's eyes lit up: "Have you got the prescription?"
"Got the prescription." Fu Qingzhou smiled at her: "There is still medicine in the pot, you want to take some too? But this medicine tastes good when you drink it. It hurts. Do you want to go back to Doctor Liang to get some anesthetic?”
“I don’t have the time.”
Ning Wushu strode to the casserole and scooped up a spoonful of the medicinal soup. , and poured it into his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, her eyes immediately turned red, she made a muffled sound in her throat, and with a plop, she half-knelt on the ground.
Fu Qingzhou knew that this sister had a tougher temper than iron, and couldn't bear to see her in pain. He turned his head and said to the stunned Chi Tiancong: "I'll give you the prescription. You send people as quickly as possible to kill all relevant people in the city." Get the medicinal materials."
"After purchasing the medicinal materials, send them to Tianshou Village immediately."
He ordered: "Give them to Divine Doctor Liang and let him brew the medicine. In addition, you. We also need to send a group of people to prepare for the refugees.”
Although Fa Tuo said that he had ways to appease the refugees, Fu Qingzhou had to prepare for the worst.
Chi Tiancong did not dare to neglect and nodded quickly.
He took the prescription from Fu Qingzhou, glanced at it, and immediately handed it to the young soldier next to him: "Did you hear that? Hurry up."
The young soldier was Chi Tiancong's brother-in-law, and he was somewhat He nodded numbly: "Um, brother-in-law, do you want to pay for the medicine?"
Chi Tiancong raised the scabbard and hit him on the head: "Mark it on the Yamen account!"< br>
“Eh! Eh!”
The young soldier responded a few times and scurried away.
At this time, Ning Wushu had also recovered from the pain.
She stood up slowly and exhaled.
Before, she tore off the dirty stones on her face and her cheeks were bloody and bloody. After a few hours, a thin layer of new dirty stones had appeared on those wounds.
But after drinking the medicine, not only did all these dirty stones turn into black water and evaporate, but the wounds also healed. The new skin was smooth, white and tender, with no trace of injury at all.
“This medicine is extremely effective.”
Ning Wushu stroked his cheek and was a little surprised: "It can be called a panacea!"
"I guess it's because of this."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and took out a bodhisattva from his arms. He handed the heart fruit to her: "This is the main medicine. Most of the other medicinal materials are to stimulate its medicinal properties... Bodhisattva, do you recognize it?"
"I've heard of it."< br>
Ning Wushu took the small fruit and looked at it in front of his eyes: "It is also one of the main medicines used to refine the golden body elixir in Jinchan Temple. It is grown in Jinchan Temple, and the output is quite large. It’s extremely precious, but people outside Jinchan Temple really can’t get it.”
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "So, when Hui Jue left the temple, he stole a few plants and planted them secretly?"
Ning Wushu smiled: "Why couldn't it have been him who secretly planted them outside? ?”
“It’s possible.”
Fu Qingzhou put away the Bodhisattva fruit and squinted slightly: “This Boxin fruit will definitely not be able to cure the entire patient population in Chang’antan. ...At least we have to find Li Qing.”
After saying this, Ning Wushu remembered what happened in the refugee camp: “By the way, you even got the prescription and the Bodhisattva Fruit. How is Monk Tuana?”
Fu Qingzhou laughed: "This guy is quite witty..."
(End of Chapter)