The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

"Okay!" Qiqige's mother also came. She was preparing to grab the mutton with the patriarch's wife just now. Later, she heard that her cow had gone crazy again. She thought it was the same as before, and buried it if she died.

Grassland people have their own living customs, that is, they do not eat animals that have died of illness, old age or self-death.

Even if you are hungry, you never eat. I don’t know who passed down such a dead dogma from when.

But just such a condition has allowed them to avoid many dangerous infectious diseases for countless years.

Later, I heard that even the knights of the Golden Dragon King were alarmed, so I ran to have a look.

She was very relieved to hand over her cattle and sheep to the old patriarch.

"Yes, the tribe compensated Qiqige's family with a one-horned ox." The old patriarch also said, "It's a six-year-old one-horned ox."

Unicorns basically reach adulthood at the age of five, and are officially ready for slaughter at the age of six.

"Thank you, old patriarch." Qiqige's mother smiled and said: "Then you are busy, I will go over."

"Go, go." The old patriarch waved his hand and said to Gongyang Xinghan when he saw that people had left: "Originally, women's affairs in the barn are not something women can participate in, but Qiqige's father Haoge died young, and her mother Hailan raised Qiqigra alone, it was not easy. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, she's a good mother." Gongyang Xinghan put on the mask again, which he made himself and sterilized with light magic.

Not only did he wear it himself, but he also gave one to each of the two shamans. The others retreated tacitly, and Gongyang Xinghan surrounded it with a clean white cloth.

As soon as the circle was completed, the Golden Dragon King lifted the white cloth and came in.

"What are you doing here?" Gongyang Xinghan saw him coming in, his head grew dizzy.

"I'm here to watch you!" Golden Dragon King saw the two shamans wearing masks, and stretched out his hand towards Gongyang Xinghan.

"What are you doing?" Gongyang Xinghan dodged left and right, but did not dodge.

Golden Dragon King took out a spare mask from his pocket, looked at it, and put it on for himself!

"What are you wearing it for?" Gongyang Xinghan stretched out his hand to take it off, dumbfounded, and put on a mask properly. Does it look good?

"You wore it last time, and I want it too." He also glanced at the two shamans proudly.

The two young shamans looked at each other, what's going on?

"And they all have them, so why don't I?" The Golden Dragon King looked at Gongyang Xinghan quite aggrievedly, his big golden eyes reflected the clear figure of Gongyang Xinghan.

The eyes are so beautiful!

Especially when looking at you intently.

Perhaps in the entire continent, only Gongyang Xinghan would feel that he was being watched attentively by a giant dragon, and he would think that his eyes are beautiful. If it were someone else, hehe, even a sword master and a magic master would have stiff limbs.

But no matter how charming your eyes are, you can't be so capricious!

"They still have baby bottles, do you want one too?" Gongyang Xinghan threatened him in a low voice, "If you make trouble again, I'll make a baby bottle for you too, so you can hold it and drink every day!"

Just to prevent the Golden Dragon King from making trouble for him, Gongyang Xinghan also fought hard.

"How dare you!" Golden Dragon King slipped Gongyang Xinghan up again: "Take you flying?"

"Get out!" Golden Dragon King Knight was not afraid at all: "You go outside and guard, it's the first time I've seen this kind of thing here, it will be bad if it infects you."

In Gongyang Xinghan's eyes, the giant dragon is also an animal. Although it is a very, very strange animal, it does not mean that they are not sick. I haven't slept well for several days, and when I feel pain, I roll all over the floor.

And the defensive ability of the giant dragon is really not covered, the skin is rough and thick, and the magic resistance is even the great magister. It would take half to death to break their skin.

But in terms of disease prevention, Gongyang Xinghan is still very cautious, and hasn't researched specific and effective medicines.

If it is true and it is infected, it will be bad.

The different world is very special, who knows if it can be transmitted to giant dragons?

"Are you caring about me?" Golden Dragon King said happily without waiting for Gongyang Xinghan to answer, "Then listen to you."

After speaking, he lifted the white cloth and went out again.

He also helped Gongyang Xinghan to surround the shed directly with white cloth. This white cloth is made of cotton and linen of the light system. After Gongyang Xinghan read it in many books, he asked the people of the dragon clan to prepare it A lot of them are used as medical disinfection cloths.

Ram Xinghan began to disinfect the place.

Because the one-horned cows were well taken care of by the herdsmen and were clean, there was no peculiar smell, and the only bit of fodder was taken out by two shamans. In just a few minutes, it became a simple field operation tent.

The two shamans helped Ram Xinghan spread the white cloth under the one-horned ox.

The one-horned ox had already begun to foam at the mouth and convulsed, probably because it really sensed that it was not long to die. The one-horned ox shed tears, and after a violent convulsion, it died.

Originally, the shaman wanted to give it a knife to prevent it from suffering again, but who knew he was dead.

"This?" The shaman holding the knife was a little dumbfounded.

Gongyang Xinghan quickly slashed the knife, shaved off the hair on the bull's head with a few strokes, and wiped it with spirits. Is this a habit, is it disinfected?

Later, it was found that it was a dead cow, so I condensed water polo to wash it again. After rinsing it clean, I took a deep breath and started to open my brain.

Then he discovered that the structure of the unicorn here is different from that on the earth.

Bigger and more organized.

However, he still saw the formation of spongy vacuoles in the gray matter of the brain, symmetrical lesions on both sides of the gray matter of the brain stem, and a moderate number of discontinuous oval and spherical cavities in the nerve fiber network in the similar central nervous system. The magnifying lens made of crystal, there is no microscope here, but there is eagle eye, which can magnify things, and it is found that the nerve cells are swollen into balloons, and the cytoplasm is narrowed.

In addition, there are obvious cases of nerve cell degeneration and necrosis.

Especially in this brain cavity, there is a stench, as if it has been decayed for many years. This stench is very strong. They couldn't smell it when they were wearing masks. They only smelled a little after taking off the masks.

But the stench disappeared after a while.

However, Gongyang Xinghan saw wisps of rising black air. When he met the white cloth, the white cloth rippled with bright magic elements, and then the black air disappeared and the stench disappeared.

Thinking that the mask is also made of something called light cotton, Gongyang Xinghan suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Perhaps, light magic can really save other sick unicorns!"

"Is it possible?" The two shamans looked at Gongyang Xinghan hopefully: "There are one or two unicorns with early symptoms in other people's homes, which have been raised separately, but they haven't gone mad yet."

But careful herdsmen have noticed and picked them out. If it doesn't work, they can only be slaughtered, burned to ashes, and buried.

I'm just afraid that it will be contagious as the Golden Dragon King Knight said!

This infection is not easy to deal with.

Everyone grazing basically eats in one place, which is easy to take care of and echo each other. Sometimes, if you have something to do today and you can’t go to graze, your one-horned cow will be driven away with my family, and you will return it when you come back. Here you are, it's normal.

Many people do this, and buying and selling one-horned cows is a big income for their tribe. They sell them and then spread them... Although I don’t know if other tribes have this kind of "one-horned cow madness", but they always have to It's better to be careful.

"Give it a try!" Gongyang Xinghan thought for a while: "I can use 'Holy Light', which is an eighth-level magic, let's see if it works."

This is the only large-scale light magic he knows.

It was used once in King Amy, and it was still used on Baron Pilates and the others.

"Okay." In fact, the two shamans have never been out before, and they only have a half-knowledge of the magic of light. In addition, the general high-level leaders of the light gods cannot get in touch with these people. I don't have much contact with them, I just know about Guangming God, and I also know that the pastor of the church they go to is really expensive.

However, the sick cow's body could not be kept. Gongyang Xinghan burned it to ashes with the fire technique, leaving only a little white dust, which disappeared with the wind.

"It's more convenient to incinerate!" Gongyang Xinghan thought of the "cremation furnace" in his world, which saves electricity and is more environmentally friendly.

After a few of them came out, the old patriarch and the others were all waiting for the results.

"It's been dealt with." The two shamans helped Ram Xinghan tear down the white cloth shed: "Now go and see the other unicorns."

The Golden Dragon King followed Gongyang Xinghan, step by step.

Gongyang Xinghan tidied up, but he didn't take the mask back. Instead, he went to several other small sheds. Sure enough, the one-horned cows inside were walking back and forth restlessly.

Gongyang Xinghan didn't make much preparation, and the first shot was the "sacred light" he used. As I said before, this is a tasteless magic, but this is actually useful. I just want to see if the light magic element can suppress this disease. If If it can be suppressed, then there must be light magic that can solve it.

Maybe it's level [-] or [-] magic, if it can be solved, it's better than no cure.

Everyone thought that at least Gongyang Xinghan could chant spells, or make some gestures to cast spells, and those noble magicians were like this.

Without a moment, I'm afraid I can't become an eighth-level magic.

There were only three high-level magicians in the entire tribe, and they were waiting for Gongyang Xinghan to cast a spell in admiration. However, Gongyang Xinghan just used the eighth-level magician so casually, as if shaking off the water stains on his hands. Large-scale light group magic "sacred light".

The three senior magicians were already dumbfounded.

But the grassland herdsmen don't really understand these things, they only know that the white magic that is thrown out makes them feel very comfortable, and at the same time, a trace of gray gas is forced out of the sick cow.

"Effective, effective!" Gongyang Xinghan was immediately surrounded by a huge sense of accomplishment!

On Earth, how many years?How long has it been since mad cow disease was discovered?He was at a loss for what to do, prevention was very difficult, let alone healed, but in another world, it turned out that only a weak magic was needed to do it!

In fact, he still doesn't know much about this different world, because the people he comes into contact with are different, and he can't imagine that an eighth-level magic, especially the one that can be cast in groups, can only be cast after a long time of incantation by a senior magician, and it can only Send it once, and you have to meditate to restore your magic power.

How does he look like him?There is no need to chant mantras, and there is no need to think about meditation.

Then, under the curious, shocked, or grateful eyes of everyone, he began to sprinkle "divine light" on the barn of this small tribe with only a few thousand people.

This time, Gongyang Xinghan used the eighth-level mass magic that could benefit thousands of living beings dozens of times in one go, but he still didn't feel much.

The Golden Dragon King looked at Gongyang Xinghan, who was still alive and kicking and not tired at all, and his eyes became darker.

"How's it going?" The old patriarch didn't know much about this, but after being illuminated by the light magic, he felt really comfortable, as refreshing as taking a pleasant hot bath in winter or drinking a cup of iced milk tea in summer.

In fact, this is just a tasteless light magic, relying on the effect of the light magic element itself to expel negative influences and repair itself, but it was used in the right place by Gongyang Xinghan.

In fact, it was a bit wasteful for him to do so. He could just use a fifth-level magic "Light Expulsion", but among the tens of thousands of fifth-level light magics, Gongyang Xinghan hadn't seen it yet.

After casting the magic, Gongyang Xinghan felt himself cleared up: "Okay!"

The herdsmen cheered and almost rushed over to lift up the ram Xinghan and throw them into the sky before catching them. This is their way of celebrating, but unfortunately, the Golden Dragon King almost threw them into the sky... As for whether to catch them, it depends on the Golden Dragon King. mood.