Counterattack Xiaoxian

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines down from the foggy mountain peaks, the world suddenly becomes restless.

Dozens of red-eyed Fenggui rushed over, led by half a boy. They carried huge tree trunks on their shoulders and threw them into the rushing water. Some giant trees were immediately swept away by the rapids, while others were staggered and stacked, forming a giant tree trunk. There are several floating bridges that are half submerged and half exposed.

They could only watch helplessly, unable to stop it, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

Half of the boys roared loudly, and the Fenggui people rushed to jump onto the pontoon. The situation immediately turned into a multi-faceted attack.

Ji Lingchu kicked away the first Feng Gui, and three Feng Gui jumped in the air, and several claw shadows formed an extremely sharp steel net...

His scalp was numb, but he only heard a "swish, swish" sound, and all these wind guis fell to the river, and the blood surged with the rapids.

After that, the sound continued, and countless arrows were shot from the forest. The remaining Feng Gui could not escape the fate of being shot into hedgehogs, and rolled down the cliff and waterfall one by one.

Seeing that the situation was not good, half of the boys on the shore turned around and wanted to escape. At this time, a majestic figure jumped to the treetops, drew the bow and fired. The half of the boys screamed, burst out a blue mist of blood, and ran away crazily.

Then a dense crowd of bow-wielding samurai emerged from the jungle, as many as a hundred of them. At the head was a mighty man with a beard. He shouted: "The saint is frightened. Teng is late in rescuing her. Please forgive me." "

The saint glanced at Ji Lingchu and said, "This person is Teng Sheng, the leader of the Tiexian tribe. Let's go over."

The two jumped to the shore. The man came over to salute and said that after receiving the news from the clan, he immediately led the Iron Feather Guards to come. Fortunately, it was in time, otherwise it would be a great sin.

The Iron Feather Guards are the clan chief's guards of the Iron Xian Tribe. They are all famous archers who can shoot through the enemy with a hundred steps.

The saint said: "The thieves have great plans, and it is not your fault."

Teng Sheng said: "These bastards are really hateful! I had already joined up with Mr. Ge when I came here. The whole group suffered heavy casualties. We must mobilize our troops to wipe out the thieves' nest."

When Ji Lingchu heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Is Teng Biao okay?"

"It's nothing, just a little flesh injury," Teng Sheng looked up and down: "I heard that Biao'er has made a good brother, and he is really brave. If the two of you are not injured, I'm afraid something will change. Let's go back and discuss it later."

The saint nodded, and then she and Ji Lingchu got on the horses. A group of people were on tight alert and headed towards the Iron String Department.

Half a day later, they saw the river again. The abundant river water converged into a lake on a plain.

The lake is vast, with green hills covered with jade and lush vegetation. Countless wooden houses on stilts are built along the lake, in groups, like shiny and strong mushroom stars falling on the grassland. On the lake, fishing boats come and go like shuttles, naked. The men stood on the boat casting nets to catch fish.

This is the largest settlement of the Tiexian tribe: Pingchuan.

The arrival of the team caused a commotion. Thick crowds appeared on both sides of the road, eager to see the beauty of the saint. Some devout people fell on the ground and shed tears.

Teng Sheng ordered the Iron Feather Guards to return to camp, and he led the saint to a temple with banners and colorful paintings. There was already a sick woman in Taoist attire, supported by a maid, waiting in front of the door. Hissed: "Qingqiu is incompetent, putting the saint in danger."

The saint said: "It's okay. It's my duty to help those who are suffering. Please tell me the details."

Everyone entered and sat down. Ji Lingchu noticed that there was a statue of Yao in the hall. After asking the saint, he found out that this was the local temple of Yao. The woman in Taoist clothing was the host. At this time, she started to talk about it.

This incident can be traced back to ten months ago. A dozen young men of the clan went hunting in the mountains together. When they came back, only four of them were left. They seemed to be greatly frightened. They were all unconscious, uttering nonsense, and looked strange. He was so mad that he suddenly fell ill and died so soon.

Because the death situation was too horrific and they were afraid of trouble, the tribe hurriedly burned and buried them overnight. Unexpectedly, within a few days, women, Confucians, old and young fell ill one after another, and the disease worsened. Hundreds of people fell ill in a short period of time. .

The patient's body becomes limp and has no strength at first, then his face turns black and he falls into coma, and finally develops into twitching of limbs. In severe cases, the hands and feet become deformed, until death.

"Now there are over a hundred cases of death. To avoid spreading, I ordered all the corpses to be buried deeply, and the patients to be concentrated in one place for care." Fujikatsu said worriedly.

"There is nothing wrong with the patriarch's handling. You can check it out later. Qingqiu, please continue."

The woman went on to say that except for the first four people who died of the disease, she had handled the diagnosis and treatment of all the clan members who became sick later. She initially thought that this was a contagious disease, so she used several epidemic prescriptions.

But this epidemic was unheard of. It would subside after taking the medicine, and then relapse when the medicine was stopped. It was like pressing the gourd and then raising the gourd. She was so anxious that she was helpless for a while.

Seeing this, the clan leader asked the chief shaman of the clan to come out. The shaman looked at it and thought it was caused by poisoning, so he used the method of removing poison, but he tried medicine, stone, needle and knife again, but it didn't work.

The plague was spreading every moment, and they had no choice but to ask for help from the Yao Shrine, and that's why the saint came to visit.

After hearing this, the saint immediately went to check, completely ignoring her injuries. No one could dissuade her, so she had to be led by the clan leader and Qingqiu to a big house.

The big house is guarded by a group of warriors and is a "hui"-shaped building. When you open the door, the first thing you will notice is an unpleasant smell filling the air.

Ji Lingchu immediately covered his mouth and nose, unwilling to go in at that time. However, seeing that the saint and others had already entered, he hesitated for a moment and followed him. Then he saw people lying on the patio and in the corridor. The disease is obvious, half dead, and the sound of moaning and crying fills the ears...

Ji Lingchu couldn't see this the most. He just felt his heart being pinched. At the same time, he still wished he had a protective suit, which could at least isolate harmful gases.

After walking around outside, Qingqiu entered a room first. The situation inside was even more serious. The patients' faces were like ink, and they probably only had one breath left.

What is particularly shocking is that the hands and feet of these people are twisted and deformed, either bent backwards or like chicken claws. The saint did not shy away from this. She squatted down and opened the patient's eyelids one by one. All she saw was that the pupils were turned up, exposing most of the whites of the eyes.

The saint remained silent and her face was as dark as water. She stood up and recited a sutra, and then the yellow light flowed from her body and fell into the body of a patient.

Qingqiu and others watched nervously, knowing that this was the most famous "healing technique" used by the saints of the Yao Shrine in the past, but it would also cause great harm to the performer himself.

At first, the patient had no reaction at all. After a while, his face became lighter, and he slowly woke up. His limbs seemed to have recovered, and when he saw Fujikatsu, he faintly called out "patriarch".