Chapter 376
Seeing that the abbot was so angry that the three corpses jumped violently, everyone immediately realized that this group of slimy-looking 'slugs' were here to treat their injuries.

Immediately, everyone lay down anxiously, watching the 'slug' approaching anxiously.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to heal your wounds!" the little clones of the slugs said softly to the wounded.

"It can actually talk?"

"Monster! Lord Lulu, help—"

……

Everyone who had calmed down was startled again.

Seeing this scene, Di Lu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said angrily: "You bastard! What's so strange about a talking psychic beast!"

"Ah? Ah? So it's a psychic beast!"

"My lord, you didn't say it earlier! We are so worried..."

Hearing that the 'slug' that suddenly appeared was someone else's psychic beast, the last trace of fear and resistance in everyone's hearts disappeared quietly.

"Well... Mr. Slug's appearance, people who meet him for the first time will inevitably be a little bit repelled! You don't have to get so angry!" Asma, who followed closely behind, said jokingly to her friend.

"In my opinion, it's because they don't have enough concentration! They are lazy in their daily practice! If it weren't for this, even in the face of a life-and-death crisis, they must not change their faces!"

"What's more, I just saw an unknown creature now, how could I be afraid like that!"

Speaking of the disappointing scene before, Di Lu still hated it.

"You are so angry now, isn't it because you don't have enough practice and concentration?" Asma blinked at her friend with a playful look on her face.

"Amitabha……"

Hearing this, Di Lu's complexion changed drastically, he folded his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name with a solemn expression.

"You monks are just too boring!" Asma shook her head when she saw her friend returning to his normal appearance.

Outside the hall, with the help of the transmission power of the slug, Yizhe distributed his chakra to each wounded body, and healed everyone simultaneously.

Looking at the psychic beast that had shrunk in size by nearly half in the front yard, he said helplessly, "Master Slug, if you had told the wounded in advance that you were here to treat their wounds, it wouldn't have caused such a commotion! "

"Maybe... maybe..." Slug raised his round head and looked at the blue sky.

Although Yizhe couldn't see the slug's expression, the other party's tone was full of teasing.

He shook his head, ignored the playful slug, turned and entered the side hall.

"Master Di Lu, where are the 28 seriously injured and the two dying wounded?" Entering the hall, Yi Zhe immediately asked the abbot.

"Sir, please follow me!" Di Lu's serious face led the boy to a secluded corner.

There were two dying monks lying in the corner, and two slugs were lying on them to treat them. It seemed that these were the two unlucky ghosts whose lives were dying.

Put down the luggage, take out the medical box, and immediately inspect the two of them by looking, smelling, asking, and cutting.

It was found that both of them were seriously injured by external forces, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

"Master Lu, I'm curious about a question, can you explain it?" After the inspection, he asked the abbot next to him.

"Sir, please tell me!" Di Lu replied straightforwardly without any hesitation.

Yizhe pointed at the two wounded, and said softly: "Master, you once said that these monks were all injured last night."

"It's been almost a whole day since last night."

"Based on my experience, judging from the injuries of these two people, they are determined not to survive now. Master, did you give them something to eat or use?"

The breath of life of the two wounded, like the candles in the cold wind, may be extinguished at any time, but there seems to be a power in the dark, protecting them, struggling on the verge of extinguishing, and has been unwilling to do so. Disperse.

Di Lu saluted slightly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao has good eyesight. There is a secret medicine in this temple of fire, little monk."

"No matter how serious the injury is, as long as the last breath is not lost, this medicine can delay the death of a person by one day!"

"Lu Lu, do you still have such a good thing in the Temple of Fire? Why have you never heard of it?" Asma, who had been unable to speak, finally found a chance.

Familiar with his friend's temper, if he doesn't make it clear, the other party will definitely not let go, so Di Lu can only slowly explain: "Although the medicine has the effect of delaying death, it has no ability to bring the dead back to life!"

"The near-dead person took the medicine, but he lived another day! It has no healing effect on his own injuries!"

"And that medicine is not easy to refine, and there are not many left in the Temple of Fire!"

"In addition, the temple is well-guarded, there are few strong enemies coming, and there is almost no chance of using this medicine. If it weren't for this time, I wouldn't have thought that there is still this medicine in the temple!"

"So that's the case!" Yizhe nodded.

The 'tenacious' vitality of the two men was explained.

However, what surprised him even more was that this world really cannot be measured by common sense, and even this kind of secret medicine to delay death exists.

Really incredible.

What amazed him the most was how No.1, who made this secret medicine, was inspired to make such a heaven-defying secret medicine.

"May I ask Mr. Xiao, can my two junior brothers still be saved?" Di Lu asked cautiously.

Yi Zhe glanced at the two people on the ground, and said: "It's just a traumatic injury, my life should be saved, but..."

"But what?" Lu Lu asked eagerly.

The young man shook his head and sighed: "But I'm afraid there will be serious sequelae. From then on, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng will live for the rest of his life!"

"Amitabha..." Di Lu shouted the Buddha's name, his face full of grief.

Although the other party didn't say it clearly, he also understood that the two junior brothers might become disabled in the future.

"I'm sorry, Dilu!" Asma lowered her head and said in a low voice, "If I hadn't entrusted Kong to you, perhaps such a thing would not have happened!"

"Time, fate! Amitabha..." the abbot said nothing more while chanting the Buddha's name.

Seeing this scene, Yi Zhe shook his head, he hated the monk's 'destiny' tone the most.

They always attribute some basic theorems of the universe to 'fate', which makes him very unhappy.

For example, the earth revolves around the sun, they say this is "fate", people have birth, old age, sickness and death, they say this is "fate".

As long as there are some fixed things, they all attribute them to "fate", which is really annoying.

But you still have no way to refute them, because what they said is indeed true.

That's what's most annoying about them.

"Please take these two wounded people outside, the light here is too dark, I can't operate on them!" Breaking the atmosphere of silence, Yi Zhe told them.

Immediately, Dilu summoned another monk who was only slightly injured. In a team of two, they carried out the two unlucky monks whose lives were hanging by a thread.

 Don't ask why there is such a heaven-defying medicine...

  The talisman given by Immortal Toad to the Six Paths can bring the brother back to life with full blood.

  It is still possible to develop this kind of medicine in the ninja world that can't cure injuries, but just makes people live longer...

  Of course, the secret medicine here in the Temple of Fire is an idea I thought of temporarily, not the setting of the original book...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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