Chapter 493

As a result, the waiter who came to the shack in Jiuyuan said proudly: Lord Que only invited a few soldiers to participate in the battle, and no one else could go. "

The expressions of everyone in Jiuyuan, who were originally excited and ready to follow, were a little frozen.

The waiter swept the group of low-level tribesmen in tattered leather coats in front of him, and did not hide his superior arrogance, even if he was just a waiter.

The waiter's eyes finally fell on Yuan Zhan, who was the tallest and strongest. Who among you is Yuan Zhan? is it you? If so, come with me, the celebration is about to begin, hurry up, don't waste time. "

The original war tongue burst into thunder, get out! "

The waiter was taken aback. He didn't seem to expect that a warrior from a lower tribe would dare to disrespect him in this way. Although he was only a waiter, he was the king's younger brother's waiter, and even the nobles would not treat him with such disrespect.

The more petty people are, the more they care about face, and this waiter is one of them. He doesn't hide his expression like the master he serves, and all the anger in his heart brought on by shame brought to his face, what do you say? Say it again! "

Ding Fei sneered, our leader called you to get out, didn't you hear it? Want us to do it again? Then you listen, get out! "

Yan Mo waved, and everyone turned around and went back to the house. Before the sorcerer left, he twisted his fingers.

The waiter's face sank, and he stared at Yuan Zhan: Are you sure this is your reply? This is the invitation of the magpie-sama. "

Yuan Zhan walked last and slapped the door panel on his face in front of the waiter.

In fact, the door was at least one meter away from the waiter's face, but the waiter felt that the door was directly slapped on his face.

The two slaves who followed the waiter bowed their heads and dared not say a word.

The waiter turned around and kicked a young slave behind him with one foot, kicking and stepping on him several times as if venting his anger.

The slave screamed and begged for mercy.

Another slave trembled and knelt to the ground.

The wooden door opened, and Yuan Zhan, who was in a bad mood, kicked the waiter eight feet away, and slammed the door shut.

The big figures, including Wu Shangque, sent a lot of waiters to pick up people tonight, and many residences in the Baibu Camp opened their doors at this time.

For this reason, many people saw the scene of the Jiuyuan warrior kicking the flying waiter.

The slave kneeling on the ground quickly got up to look at the waiter, who spat blood out of his mouth and lay unconscious on the ground in a large font.

Seeing what happened to the waiter, Heishui Yingshi smiled sweetly at the waiter who was about to greet him."

The waiter's words suddenly became quite respectful: Lord Heishui, I am here on the order of Lord Que to welcome you to the palace to participate in the celebration ceremony. Due to the limited space in the palace, there are many people participating in the celebration. You can only bring two clan members at most. , please forgive me. "

Aguda, the leader of the Dona clan diagonally opposite, squeezed his fist, and the waiter who had just finished speaking immediately stepped back several steps.

Aguda expressionless, to start? Let's go. "

In the end, Heishui Yingshi took the river bank and another clan, and the Dona clan, all the soldiers who participated in the war, followed the waiter to the palace to eat and drink.

The waiter who was kicked by Yuan Zhan with only one breath left was silently carried away by the patrolling soldiers, and the slave who was still in good condition followed, but the slave who was kicked by the waiter and could not get up was lying in the ice. On the land, no one intervenes.

If there is no Jiuyuan person, after the night passes, his frozen body may be removed by the cleaning slaves, or it may be picked up by the Baibu Battalion and fed to Zhan shòu.

The wooden door is not very soundproof. Yan Mo listened to the moan that gradually lowered and finally disappeared, and let Ding Fei open the door and carry the slave in.

It's not that he thinks about it too much, but that he hears it but doesn't care, the guide will not let him go.

The young slave was badly injured, and was frozen for a while, and was unconscious after being carried in. Because he had been protecting his face and face, everyone was surprised to find that this young man was quite handsome.

Yan Mo saw the child's face, and subconsciously reached out and touched it, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes at the same time, the appearance of the child...

Seeing Yan Mo's actions, Yuan Zhan became irritable again. He didn't want to see his silence being good to other people, no matter who that person was!

Oops, this kid doesn't seem older than me. "Ding Fei gently poked the boy's face.

The teenager is not too thin, but there are many old and new injuries on his body, and there are traces of whiplash on his back.

Ding Ning pushed his brother's hand away and lightly took off the young man's clothes and trousers, which were not many slaves. His whole body was injured, but his face was still intact. "

There were no outsiders in the house, Yuan Zhan directly raised the ground under the boy to form a platform.

Yan Mo washed his hands again and began to touch the child's bones.

The cursed witch stretched out his fingers and flicked his ear, idiot, you don't need any spiritual power. "

Yan Mo pouted, Master, you said you would never call me an idiot again, and although spiritual power is very useful, the feeling in your hand should not be lost. "

The witch pinched the boy's arms and legs, as if he didn't hear anything.

Yan Mo double-checked the young man with traditional methods and spiritual power. Even though he had seen more cruel and outrageous things, he couldn't help but scolded, "Just to discourage you, what's the matter!" "

Ding

Ning also frowned. Under Yan Mo's training, he could also diagnose the more obvious symptoms. The child's calf and arm were both broken. "

Yan Mo added: Not only that, but two ribs were also kicked off. Moreover, there was a little congestion in his upper left abdomen. Now it's not long and the weather is cold, so the signs of congestion are not obvious, but his spleen was actually kicked and bleeding. "Thanks to the divine power, he can see" the patient's body more clearly.

Fractures are not difficult to treat, but bleeding from the spleen is more troublesome.

Yuan Zhan felt that his foot was still light.

The cursed witch seemed to see what he was thinking, Jie Jie smiled and said: Even if the waiter who looks down on others recovers from his injuries, he will continue to suffer from bad luck in the future. "

Everyone's eyes lit up together. Ever since they found out whether the old man was a cursed ancestor or the master of their high priest, everyone was looking forward to seeing the old man bullying others.

Master, I have always wanted to ask you, what is the principle of this unfortunate curse? After Yan Mo asked the old man, he turned his head and told Ding Ning Ding Fei to prepare for the operation, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and said no.

principle? Operation? "The old man is more interested in what the apprentice has to do.

By the way, Master, do you have something that can be glued together? If the body can absorb it, it is not harmful to people. "

Adhesive? What do you want this gān? "

The kid's spleen was ruptured, but not very badly, and I'm going to stick the wound with adhesive first, and then repair it if it doesn't work. "

I see, you're going to cut open this little slave's stomach and lift his spleen out for hemostasis and repair, right? "

right. "

Don't you think it's a hassle? "The old man wondered, he could just feed him some hemostatic medicine, and he would grow up slowly by himself."

I know that the rupture of the spleen is not serious and can grow slowly on its own, but this child has a lot of bleeding, so surgery will be safer. "He's going to take the kid into the lab for surgery, where there's an operating table and surgical tools.

The old man fell into deep thought, cut it open, applied the medicine directly to the injured internal organs, and then stimulated the medicinal properties, um... good idea, why didn't I think of it? This can get better faster! In this way, can I also make other people's internal organs disappear directly? "

Yan Mo is afraid of him. If you have new inspiration, don't say it, okay? In order to prevent his master from coming up with more harmful new inspirations, Yan Mo hurriedly urged the old man to ask for medicinal materials.

Unexpectedly, the old man really had it. He not only took out a kind of branch that can have mucus without being boiled and broken, but also took out some herbs in good condition.

Yan Mo saw clearly a kind of herb that the old man took out, and stepped forward to pick it up, Sanqi? Master, where did you collect this herb? Forget it, tell me when I come out, and I'll cure this kid first. "

Yan Mo put all the herbs in his pockets, asked Ding Fei and Dada to carry the boy into the inner room, told no one to disturb him, closed the door, and took the boy into the laboratory.

One thousand scum points are required to enter the laboratory. If it is just to save a person who does not match, it is indeed not worthwhile for him, but he has some guesses about this young man's life experience and wants to use the equipment inside. Do a thorough examination of the juvenile.

Yuan Zhan followed into the small room, seeing Mo actually took the boy to the temple of the Ancestral God, and his breath was unstable at the moment.

Why does Mo attach so much importance to this little slave? Why did you bring the other party into the Temple of the Ancestral Gods for treatment? Because that boy is better looking than him? fall!

Outside the door, the sorcerer's ears were close to the door panel, listening carefully.

The apprentice was too bad to let him in together. But he let the big boy in!

Hmph, this old boy must still have some secrets, I'll dig them all out for you in the future!

Ding Fei stood behind the old man with a cat waist, Master Zu Wu, can you hear anything? "

Answer: Ow! "Master Priest, someone is eavesdropping!

The cursed witch slapped Dada on the head, don't think I can't understand you! Damn you for not making a sound until tomorrow morning. "

Answer: ...? ! "Master Priest, help, I really can't make a sound!

Ding Fei laughed and deliberately teased him: You call, you call, you call me! Can't call it out? "

Ding Ning looked at the first child, the second child, and shook his head with a smile. He squatted down and used water, soil and cinder to make honeycomb in a certain proportion.

Bing is even more disdainful of following Hu Hun. He originally wanted to continue making arrows, but seeing that Ding Ning was busy, he also squatted down to make briquettes.

This thing is difficult to do at the beginning, but it is very simple after mastering it. At present, even children in Jiuyuan can do it very easily. The practice is of course taught by the priest, saying that this kind of honeycomb burns better and saves coal, and it will not emit too much black smoke.

And everyone compares directly burning coal and burning honeycomb, and found that the difference is not small.