Chapter 181 Three Days

"Ouch! Aunt, what are you doing? Nangong Miyin found that an old beggar knelt down to him. The devout worshipper couldn't help but be anxious. The old woman seemed to be at least sixty years old, and she was more than enough to be her grandmother. How could Nangong Miyin let such an old man come to kneel down to herself?

Quickly put down the little beggar and stepped forward to help the old lady up.

"Fairy, are you sent by God to save us?" The old lady asked expectantly.

Nangong Miin smiled bitterly. I want to say no, but in the face of the eyes of these people's expectations, Nangong Miyin really doesn't want to break their expectations. You should know that these people don't know how many hard times they have lived. They rely on their will to survive until today. If they break their illusions today, maybe these people will next I can't even hold on for a few days.

"Madam? Is there anything wrong with your man's body? When Nangong Miyin picked up the aunt, Xuanqi operated naturally. This was not because she had any doubts about these people, but because Xuanwang-level Xuanqi always operated subconsciously in the case of contact with someone. This is a kind of self-protection, whether this contact is well-intentioned or not. Because of this, Nangong Miyin rushed to the old beggar and was sick, and she was very ill.

To put it simply, this disease is a plague. It is the most common disease for beggars. Once it breaks out, the consequences are unimaginable.

"It's nothing. Anyway, my old lady won't live for a few days. It's a relief to die!" The aunt smiled helplessly. Obviously, she had lost confidence in this kind of life.

Nangong Miyin did not choose the direction of going down the mountain because of the blow of Yu Yaobai, so the direction of going down the mountain is exactly the opposite of Chudu. Now the position at the foot of Lingshan is almost outside Chudu City.

"Madam? Are you locals? Nangong Miin thought for a moment and asked. Of course, Nangong Miyin has some answers in his heart. After all, Chudu has been to many places recently. As the national capital, Chudu is still relatively rich. Nangong Miyin has hardly seen any beggars.

"Mother, we are drifters from the southwest!" The beggars said that there was a drought in the northwest of Fengchu, and these people were all exiles who couldn't live in their hometown. I wandered all the way to the national capital.

Nangong Mi Yinnian frowned and asked, "Is there no one in the country?"

"Hey! Girl, you don't know, we are on the way, no matter which county or government. They all avoid us like snakes and scorpions, and even don't let us enter the city, not to mention opening warehouses and releasing relief. Otherwise, we can't walk all the way from the northwest to Chudu. The old lady cried.

"Who can be in charge here?" Nangong Miin thought about it and couldn't let these victims go on like this. Looking at their skinny appearance, it was obvious that they had not had enough to eat for a long time. And there are diseases on the body. Since Feng Chuguo doesn't care, she can't say that Nangong Miyin will take care of it.

"If you have any instructions, you can tell me! The next surname is Zhao, which was originally from our village!" A middle-aged man in his forties stood up and said. Although this person is also a tattered piece, the material of the clothes is obviously much better than that of ordinary exiles. In his place of origin, he should be a kind of person.

Li Zheng basically manages the small matters of villages and towns within a few kilometers of jurisdiction, and handles some civil disputes. Although he is an official, he is not as poor as he is. He is generally elected by the villagers.

"Okay! Zhao Lizheng, I have some money here. You organize people to go to the city to buy some rice pots and bowls!" After saying that, he took out a hundred taels of silver ticket and put it in front of Zhao Lizheng and said.

"Then go to the pharmacy to buy some medicinal materials! Let me give you a recipe! And buy me another alchemy furnace, Nangong Miyin said so!" Then Zhao Li was opening a house and asked him to go to the city to buy it.

During this period, Nangong Miyin gave it to the old lady. She explored her body with mysterious qi with several older people one by one and found that they were infected with different degrees of plague. If there was no one to take care of it, she might not be able to live for half a month.

"Gangguan Yunba! What the hell are you doing?" Nangong Miyin said angrily in his heart. He didn't even care about the people under his rule, and I don't know how he became the emperor.

Soon, he had bought all the grain, rice and medicinal herbs, and pulled two big cars back. One hundred taels of silver is actually quite a lot, just like what Xiao Cui said, a stone is only two coins of silver. That is to say, with one or two taels of silver, you can buy 600 catties of rice. From this, we can see how many hundred taels of silver there are.

"You distribute food to the villagers first, and give me these medicinal herbs!" Come on, let Zhao Lizheng cook porridge for the villagers and distribute food. Nangong Miyin started the alchemy furnace, the Xuanqi ran, and began to refine the elixir.

Plague, for ordinary people, is almost a fatal disease. After all, it is extremely contagious and very susceptible to secondary infection. And in the era when there is no good treatment, it is really not easy to cure, especially the large number of exiles. Even if it can be treated, the medicine needed is an astronomical number. No one is willing to spend this money on a group of exiles.

In refining medicine, Nangong Miyin's talent is also extremely powerful. It can be said that no one knows how much talent Nangong Miyin has. Only by chance to let her come into contact with a piece of food can she show her almost evil talent. Compared with Mei Ruoshuang teaching Nangong Miyin's face, for example, Shangguan Yunjin teaches Nangong Miyin's rhythm.

These two things are very different. In the hands of Nangong Miin, it is only a few days, and they can achieve the results that can only be achieved by other people's half-life, or even a lifetime of hard work, and even much better.

Now what Nangong Miyin does is like this. Through her tough face ability, Nangong Miin forms her Xuanqi into Huo Yan, and then separates thousands of threads. Every wisp of Xuanqi silk is as delicate as a hair. You know, it is not easy to control Xuanqi, not to mention the delicateness of Xuanqi as a wire drawing thread. You are the Xuan Emperor. If you can barely pull Xuanqi into such a shape, the light will also exhaust all your mind, not to mention the effect.

Also officially relies on this abnormal, almost evil Xuanqi control power, Nangong Miyin can exert the medicinal effect of all herbs to the maximum medicinal power. Combine some completely ordinary medicinal herbs into powerful elixir.

With the elixir refined by Nangong Miin this time, although it has no effect on Xuanqi masters, the first place in the alchemy conference is also easy.

This training is a three-day practice. Nangong Miin has refined a whole cart of herbs into this elixir that has a special effect on the plague.

In the past three days, the changes around here have changed a lot. The most important point is that there were only a few hundred of exiles, but they have soared to 1,000 people. Nangong Miyin took out more silver for Zhao Lizheng to buy food.

Anyway, Nangong Miyin snatched this money from corrupt officials, and now it happens to be taken for civilian use and for the people. It's just a thousand taels, and I haven't even spent any money.

You should know that Nangong Miyin has killed dozens of corrupt officials on the way. These people are all much higher than the official positions of comforting father and son in Gao County. Corruption is naturally more crazy and fierce, which is outrageous, so Nangong Miyin has only a lot more money from them.

"Finally finished!" Nangong Miyin breathed a heavy sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on her forehead and sighed. These three days are definitely not an easy test for her.

As a master of Xuanwang, Nangong Miyin, if she is just sitting and practicing Qi, not to mention three days, it is easy to sit down even if it is three months, but this alchemy is different. Nangong Miyin has to constantly consume the Xuanqi in her body, and she also has to try her best to control her into tens of thousands of Xuanqi like silk threads. This can't be done simply.

An ordinary Xuanqi master, not to mention controlling tens of thousands of Xuanqi silk, even if you control one, it is very difficult. Not to mention three days, it can be seen that Nangong Miinian's talent is a pervert.

However, Nangong Miyin did not gain at all. She unexpectedly found that because of the extremely fierce control and consumption of Xuanqi these days, Xuanqi in her body has increased, and it is not an ordinary growth. From the 5th floor of Xuanwang to the 7th floor of Xuanwang, the cultivation has increased by 20%.

These two have become unusual. Cultivation of this kind of thing is a step further, which is always much more difficult than getting up on the ground. Especially after the Xuanwang, the mysterious gas needed without a layer is calculated in large quantities.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhao Lizheng, who was beside him, had already come to Nangong Miyin and said respectfully. The medicine practiced by Nangong Miinian has been distributed one after another in the past two days. Basically, it is the medicine to get rid of the disease. Many people infected with the plague have been cured by the medicine refined by Nangong Miin.

This made the people more convinced that Nangong Miin was definitely sent by God to save their goddess, otherwise why did they take silver and give elixir? And this magical elixir is almost the medicine to get rid of the disease. In addition to the elixir, is there any better medicine than this?

"What?" Nangong Miyin has been focused on refining medicine these days. After all, she controls so much hair-like mysterious spirit. Even with her demonic talent, it is very difficult, so she rarely pays attention to the surrounding environment. Naturally, she doesn't know what the people call her.

"Your Highness the Goddess!" Zhao Lizheng said respectfully again.

"Zhao Lizheng, my surname is Nangong. I'm not a fairy, just an ordinary woman!" Nangong Miyin explained helplessly. She is a little grateful and insensitive to the name of goddess.

"Nangong Godde!" When Zhao Li heard the words, he knelt down and kowtowed. His kneeling was sincere. You know, if it weren't for Nangong Mi Yinian, they would have even cooled their bodies now, let alone at least have a place to live and eat free porridge every day.

Zhao Lizheng kowtowed, and all the exiles at the scene also knelt down and thanked the goddess. Long live the goddess. Nangong Mi Yinnian was full of black lines: "I'm about to become a female emperor!" This is the only idea of Nangong Miin.

Then Nangong Miyin said helplessly, "All the villagers, get up quickly. I'm really not a goddess, I'm just an ordinary little girl!" Nangong Miyin explained desperately, but the effect was obviously not great. Everyone admired her as a fairy from the bottom of her heart.

Invalid explanation, Nangong Miyin had to let these people call whatever they want.

"Madam, how are you?" Nangong Miin touched the first lady who used the medicine and asked softly.

"Thank you for your concern. The old lady feels much better!" The aunt answered respectfully with tears in her eyes. From the northwest to Chudu, no one has ever treated them like this. It can be said that Nangong Miin's position in their hearts is completely unshakable as a goddess.

"Ye-huh! It seems that there is no problem!" Nangong Miin checked the physical condition of several patients who took the first medicine and found that they were basically completely cured. There was no problem with him, and a big stone in his heart couldn't help falling to the ground.

Although Nangong Miyin went to the first place in the alchemy conference, she didn't understand much about the pharmacological essentials and even pathology. After all, alchemy and healing are completely different things. This time, Nangong Miyin couldn't bear to see these exiles exposing their bodies in the wilderness, so she just insisted on it.

Now it seems that the result is still good. At least the elixir practiced by Nangong Miin is completely curable for the plague.

"What's going on?" After treating the sick of the enthroned old man, Nangong Miyin came out and saw several people actually melt her but into a bowl of water. After it melted, the four people ate separately. She couldn't help but look gloomy and asked coldly.

She thought it was Zhao Lizheng who embezzled the elixir he gave to the exiles. In anger, the mysterious spirit soared, and Zhao Li just fainted on the spot when he was suppressed by the momentum of King Nangong Miyin.

Zhao Lizheng, who was full of cold sweat, knelt on his knees and replied in a trembling voice, "The goddess knows that because there were not many elixir a few days ago, and some people were seriously ill, so he made a decision without authorization and melted the elixir into the water to give people time. However, it was later found that even if four people eat together, it can completely cure the plague. So since then, we have all eaten elixir separately, so as not to cause trouble to the goddess!"

"Really?" Nangong Mi Yinnian stared at Zhao Lizheng and asked coldly.

"Yes, goddess!" Several people immediately explained for Zhao Lizheng. After all, Zhao Lizheng arranged for them to receive relief during this period, which was fair and selfless. In the three days, no one died after arriving here. His efforts are also seen by everyone.

"In this case, it was me who misunderstood Zhao Lizheng! Zhao Lizheng, please don't be surprised!" Nangong Miyin apologized and didn't feel that she had saved these people, so she was superior.

When Zhao Li heard the words, he hurriedly said, "The goddess is serious. The goddess is a misunderstanding between me and the life-saving benefactor. How can I make the goddess apologize again!"

"Zhao Lizheng, let's get up quickly!" Nangong Miyin had no choice but to change the topic, and he was very grateful for what the goddess said. But there is no way to change everyone's ideas, so I have no choice but to accept it first.

"You arrange it here. I'll leave for a while!" After Zhao Lizheng got up, Nangong Miyin thought for a moment and said. It seems that I haven't been back to the Sihai Inn for three days, and I don't know what's going on there. Xiao Cui may be crazy, right?

"Send the goddess!" Zhao Lizheng did not stop him, and even others did not mean to stop him. Moreover, they seemed that Nangong Miyin was the goddess of heaven. No matter what they did, they could not dictate anything. I can only reluctantly watch Nangong Miyin leave.

Back to the Sihai Inn, Nangong Miyin found Xiao Cui sitting on the table and doting. In just three days, Xiao Cui had lost weight. It seemed that Xiao Cui was really not doing well during this period of her departure.

"Creeque!" The sound of pushing the door woke up Xiao Cui, who was taking a nap, which was deliberately made by Nangong Miin.

"Ah" Xiao Cui stood up in surprise and looked at the Miyin and said happily, "Miss, you're back. As soon as you go out, you don't say hello for three days. You're so anxious!" Although there is anger in the tone, the worry in the language can't be faked.

"It worried Xiao Cui!" Nangong Miyin laughed. The personality between her and Xiao Cui is very good, but they have been together for more than half a month, and the relationship between the two is already very good. Otherwise, Nangong Miyin would not have shown Xiao Cui his true appearance.

Although Xiao Cui began to worry a little about Nangong Miyin's sudden weight loss, she later thought that Nangong Miyin was a master of Xuanqi after all, and there might be something important to do, so she forced herself to bear the worry in her heart. If it's an ordinary lady, Xiao Cui has already reported to the official now.

"Miss must be tired. Who do I need to bathe the young lady?" Xiao Cui asked, after all, Nangong Miyin has been weightless for three days, and because she is busy refining medicine for the esragrants, it is really not very good. Although in the eyes of a man, Nangong Miyin is still like a fairy at this time, in the woman's view, Nangong Miyin's image at this time can be described as embarrassment.

"Go ahead, I really want to have a good bath!"

"Yes! Miss!" Xiao Cui answered and turned around and went out to arrange the busy work.

After bathing, Nangong Miyin saw that Xiao Cui's expression stopped talking and seemed to want to ask something, but she didn't dare to ask it out. She couldn't help asking curiously, "Xiao Cui? What's on your mind?"

"Ah? Miss, you can see it!" Xiao Cui said shyly.

"You!" Nangong Miin said helplessly. How could she not know Xiao Cui's appearance of wanting to stop talking? Obviously, she didn't know if she had any questions and couldn't ask directly, but deliberately pretended to be like this and let herself take the initiative to tell her. Of course, this kind of cleverness is not annoying.

"Cluck! You are still a young lady, and I can't hide anything from you!" Xiao Cui spit out her tongue and admitted.

"What the hell is the matter!" Nangong Miyin said.

"Miss, you know, there have been two major events in the city recently! The first thing is that Mr. Liu, whom we met on the painting ship one day, was killed or killed in his own home! I heard that it was killed by Nangong Rasha. When it comes to the dead, Xiao Cui's face changed slightly, but she still said it.

"Ye-huh! I heard about it!" Hearing this, Nangong Miyin's heart moved slightly and did not admit or deny it.