Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

It only took a moment, but Guan Shanyu saw it clearly.

Su Yi's injured leg was covered with dense black spots, like sesame seeds embedded in every pore. It was so naked and densely exposed to the firelight that Guan Shanyu, a severe trypophobia patient, took a look and almost threw away the fire starter and ran away immediately.

Su Yi seemed to have just discovered the condition of his legs. He couldn't help but screamed in fright, and then Qing Fan beside him covered his mouth, signaling him not to make loud noises, for fear of attracting the wandering ghosts outside.

At this time, the mummy disciple who was tied to the pillar was still half-dead and groaning against the pillar. He suddenly became excited when he heard the sound. He opened his mouth and "woofed" a few times, like a wild wolf howling at night. Although the volume was not loud, it was creepy to listen to in the dark night.

Guan Shanyu turned around and strode over, punching the mummy disciple twice in the face.

The mummy disciple's head tilted and he passed out from the blow. Guan Shanyu stood before him, staring at it with a complicated expression, his eyes closed in pain.

He would rather fight with this mummy than see that leg full of holes.

It's really scary!!!! I'm getting goosebumps!!!

Guan Shanyu stood there and took a dozen deep breaths. After confirming that he could face their legs, he gritted his teeth and turned around, staring at the floor with resignation. He said, "Don't be afraid. Everyone, check your own wounds now. Besides this black spot, are there any other external injuries?"

Everyone stared blankly at Guan Shanyu, who seemed to be in even worse pain than them. They nodded hurriedly, rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs, and began to check each other.

Guan Shanyu squatted down, turned his head away from them, and with a complicated expression, he lowered his head to organize the medicine and tools he had brought out of his bag. After Qingfan and the others confirmed that they were fine except for the abnormality on their legs, they called Guan Shanyu softly: "Brother Shanyu, do you have any way to treat this strange thing on our legs? If it's too difficult, you can teach us how to do it, or we can do it ourselves."

After all, Guan Shanyu's painful expression was too obvious, as if he could not bear these black spots even more than they did.

Guan Shanyu tore off two pieces of cloth from the corner of his clothes, carefully dusted off the dust, and folded them into a square shape while saying, "This thing is quite troublesome. If you are not careful, you may break your bones. Let me do it."

After hearing this, Su Yi and the others nodded in agreement, although they were puzzled. Jin Yu asked in a low voice: "Shan Yu, what are these two pieces of cloth used for?"

After Guan Shanyu confirmed that the cloth was clean, he handed them a piece and explained, "It will hurt when you process it later. Hold it in your mouth to prevent you from biting your tongue when it hurts too much."

The disciples nodded, seeming to understand. Seeing Guan Shanyu folded another piece of cloth but did not hand it out, Su Yi asked curiously, "What about this one?"

Guan Shanyu looked up at him and said, "This is for me. Well, I'll need to concentrate very hard later. Biting a piece of cloth will help improve my concentration."

The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, muttering to themselves, "So there's such a thing..."

Guan Shanyu replied with a definitive "yes," then lowered his head to continue packing his bag, but in his heart he secretly shouted: Of course not! ! ! That damn black spot is so disgusting! If he doesn't bite a piece of cloth, he's afraid he'll scream while treating it. If he attracts something, these old, weak, and sick people will be dead!

Of course he wouldn't say that, and he couldn't show it, otherwise if these "patients" knew that their doctor despised them so much, they probably wouldn't be grateful to him even if he saved them.

Guan Shanyu shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that since he had done all the good things, he must also gain a good reputation!

Yu Kunliang had been standing by silently. Seeing Guan Shanyu busying around but neither treating them nor telling them how to treat them, he looked down at his injured leg and felt inexplicably frightened. So he asked cautiously, "Brother Shanyu, how should we treat our leg?"

Guan Shanyu just took out the silver needle from his bag, put it on the tinder, and sterilized it briefly before waving it towards the crowd. He said, "Use the needle to pick it out."

*

Wangshuiling, as the former territory of the demon clan, was once very famous.

Before the demonic forces were eliminated and the mountain range was engulfed in flames, countless exotic flowers and rare plants flourished here. The high terrain and the abundance of miasma and toxic fog gave these plants an even more mysterious and magical quality. Many of these plants were also rare, possessing both healing and toxin-making abilities and nurturing highly venomous insects. They were virtually impossible to find outside of Wangshuiling.

Even though Wangshuiling has been burned down by a fire and now only a wasteland remains, a few tenacious lives are still quietly surviving here.

During the early years of the demon eradication campaign, many sect pharmacists quietly infiltrated Wangshuiling. Their goal was to understand the habits of poisonous creatures, avoiding being left helpless by unknown venomous bites during a battle. Furthermore, the rare poisons found within the ridge were extremely valuable for pharmacists to study. Almost all of the popular poisons and antidotes on the market today contain traces of Wangshuiling poisons. Some sects even privately cultivated plants from Wangshuiling for use in refining medicines, but we'll leave that aside for now.

When Guan Shanyu was studying in Tianxuan, Qing Yuanzi taught him a course on demonic poisons, explaining in detail their habits, characteristics and countermeasures.

However, the varieties introduced at that time were too numerous to remember, and Guan Shanyu was only thinking about running down the mountain at the time, and he didn't think about what he had created in this book. He only roughly wrote down the detoxification method, and he couldn't even remember the name of the poison.

However, looking at the wounds on their legs, Guan Shanyu was reminded of a modern insect called ticks, which were similar to the poisonous insects of the demon clan. They could attach themselves to the skin and suck blood, penetrating deep into the flesh until the whole body of the person was riddled with holes and disfigured beyond recognition.

This was Guan Shanyu's first actual combat against the poisonous insects clinging to the legs of his disciples.

In the past, he had always relied on Qing Yuanzi's oral instructions, such as what angle to strike from, how to avoid damaging nearby meridians, and how to be careful not to pull out the poisonous insects too deeply to avoid rupturing blood vessels. Guan Shanyu integrated all the knowledge he could remember in his mind, staring at the leg Su Yi handed over, and decided to try his luck.

But after the first shot, Su Yi bit the towel tightly and couldn't help but "wu" a few times. Guan Shanyu looked up quickly and saw Su Yi sweating profusely, with a distorted expression, as if saying "It hurts so much." Guan Shanyu quickly lowered his head to check the wound, confirming that no blood vessels were damaged and no meridians were cut. Apart from the increased bleeding...

Seems to be handled pretty well.

Guan Shanyu put down the cloth in his mouth, raised his head, winked at Qingfan and Yu Kunliang, and said, "Hold him down."

Suddenly, in the originally quiet house, groaning sounds came one after another.

It wasn't until the first light of dawn, a ray of sunlight filtering through the cracks in the window lattice, that the long treatment finally subsided. Everyone hadn't slept all night, and Guan Shanyu was incredibly sleepy.

The same steps were repeated all night: first, the bugs on the legs had to be picked out one by one, and then they had to be killed immediately to prevent them from crawling into the flesh again. Then, medicine was applied and bandages were applied to the disciples.

By the time all six people's legs were treated, several medicine bottles in Guan Shanyu's bag were already empty.

He leaned against the wall exhausted, his whole body drained of strength, not even enough to speak. Looking around, he saw that they were in similar conditions. The two girls, Jin Yu, had fallen asleep while sitting, while the other four were still examining their leg wounds. Seeing that the bandages were done correctly and the pain was gradually fading, he tilted his head and leaned against the wall. Not long after, they too fell asleep.

Guan Shanyu collapsed on the ground, glancing at the dried corpse tied to the pillar, thinking, Yan Ruchen hasn't come back all night.

He struggled to get up from the wall and slowly lay down on the ground, staring at the small patch of sunlight in front of him that was filtering through the cracks. Last night, he had been busy picking insects for the disciples and hadn't had time to worry about Yan Ruchen. But he hadn't come back all night, so he wondered if something had happened.

After all, he had no idea how many of those creatures Yan Ruchen had faced last night. He also had no idea if there were other poisonous creatures in Wangshuiling, if a miasma had blinded his eyes and caused him to fall into a trap, or if he had also been bitten by one of those poisonous insects, leaving him unable to move his legs...

Guan Shanyu lay there, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Although he knew in his heart that Yan Ruchen was the protagonist of this world, there would be no danger, and even if there was, it would eventually turn out well, but now that the plot of the world has deviated into this horrible state, who knows if the awakened one hiding in the shadows will jump out and kill Yan Ruchen to usurp control of this world.

After all, he even killed Si Xuanqing... Could it be that Yan Ruchen's current martial power is stronger than Si Xuanqing's...

Guan Shanyu closed his eyes, a little afraid to think about it. If Yan Ruchen wasn't there, he wouldn't even be able to take these injured disciples out of Wangshuiling. Moreover, if he wanted to survive in this world, he would... need Yan Ruchen very much for the time being.

He fell into a deep sleep, his mind wandering. Physical fatigue eventually defeated the fear in his heart, but even in dreams, fear cannot be completely killed. Guan Shanyu had just entered the dreamland, and the nightmare began.

In his dream, he was still at Wangshuiling, but the view before him suddenly opened up to a vast valley. At the foot of the mountain, dense forests grew lush, and in the core, a large expanse of dry black soil seemed to be the swamp that Suyi and the others had mentioned. Mist swirled around, and the sky was dark. A few crows flew through the branches, eventually landing on one, staring at him intently with their blood-red eyes.

Guan Shanyu looked around, bewildered, still recovering from the sudden change in his dream. Suddenly, his legs began to move uncontrollably towards the swamp. He glanced around in confusion, peering curiously into the depths of the swamp. Unexpectedly, as he turned a corner in the bushes, he saw someone in the swamp.