Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

Yu Fusang just messed up the scene, then left with a shake of his hands, leaving behind everyone who was injured in different degrees and a mess on the ground.

They are the fish left after the catastrophe, and she is as comfortable as a passerby who steps into the pond to play.

Yan Yu immediately returned the soul power to the exhausted Yin Beiqing with the palm of her hand. While waiting for her to recover, she remembered that there was Shen Nanxing lying behind her. She turned to look for someone, but found that the place where she was lying was empty.

"Nan Xing, you let me down."

On the halfway up Yaochi Mountain, Shen Nanxing crawled on the ground in embarrassment.

The wounds caused by the explosion just now are almost all over the body, but at this time they have magically "adhered" well, and the biogas in the gaps mixed with the light purple mist is constantly repairing the cell tissue.

But this repair process was far deeper than the tearing pain just now, she was about to gnaw her teeth, and she still couldn't restrain the roar from her throat.

She thought of the beginning of all this, the first time this woman appeared in front of her, the god-like appearance made people involuntarily preconceived.

—This must be a very gentle man.

Unsuspectingly, Shen Nanxing was coaxed by her to sneak into the You Clan as a goddess, and then under her step-by-step request, he broke the suspension bridge and erected the Holy Spirit Monument, so that the desperate clansmen who had only faith to rely on went to Worship.

"Only if they regard you as their belief, will they be willing to give everything for you."

"I don't want anything from them."

Yu Fusang looked at her and smiled faintly, "But you are already asking for it."

Soon the first victim appeared, his whole body was stiff and his lips were bruised. Shen Nanxing was a dream monster but not a fool. She also noticed something was wrong with the Holy Spirit Monument.

She wanted to remove the monument, but Yu Fusang suddenly seemed to have changed, and grabbed her neck with crushing force, "Since it started, it won't be so easy to end, you want to start from their faces?" Do you see the expression of resentment and disgust?"

She didn't want to, so she followed Yu Fusang's words and persuaded the tribe to deal with these corpses in a low-key manner.

According to the requirements, no commotion should be caused, and everything must be kept low-key, so Shen Nanxing always carried it quietly at night by himself.

Later, she also thought about the reason why Yu Fusang did this. If it wasn't for the sake of not causing disturbance and being noticed by the Red Pavilion or other organizations of the hunting team, then she didn't have to choose to be a puppet herself and raise the Holy Spirit in the slowest way. The ghost in the monument.

It's a deal, so once she nods, she's always an accomplice.

Those buried in the earth are not allowed to be cremated, because these are the best containers for carrying evil spirits in the future.

But Shen Nanxing never thought that one day he would become one of the "containers".

The feeling that the body is taken away by the evil spirit is more tormenting than swallowing her alive.

"You, kill... me." Her throat uttered a broken segment, "I...so painful."

"Yeah, it's painful only when you're alive." Yu Fusang stretched out her fingers and lifted her chin. In the dark night, her eyes shone brightly, with a kind of coldness that blocked people's breathing, "You should learn how to go Enjoy it."

"don't want."

Seeing the firmness in her eyes, Yu Fusang showed a puzzled look, "You have become less afraid of death."

"I, I'm afraid, it's just that it's better to end it as soon as possible than...to live in this way..."

Now she looks like neither a ghost nor a ghost. She is covered in foul-smelling swamp gas, and she can't even smell a little dream lotus.

She is a dream demon, she likes dreams with sweet smells, not rotten lives struggling in the mire.

Originally, she thought that gaining everyone's admiration and love would give her great satisfaction in her heart, but the reality gave her a resounding slap in the face.

It was indeed like this at the beginning, she was trapped in the eyes of people's praise and trust, trying to live out the appearance of another person, who is not even clear to herself.

But Yan Yu herself appeared, breaking her ridiculous and clumsy imitation effortlessly.

She and her teammates cooperate with each other with a tacit understanding, thinking for each other sincerely, and even stand in front of each other regardless of their own body. Seeing the picture of them fighting side by side, Shen Nanxing suddenly understood, the kind of emotion he wanted , can not be obtained by deliberately pleasing.

Yu Fusang looked away from her and looked up at the red moon above her head.

It was just under this moonlight that she witnessed the goddess fighting with a sword.

To be honest, Yan Yu played very badly.

But played very beautifully.

This "beautiful" does not mean beautiful in the literal sense, it just means that Yan Yu has done a good job, and a real fight should have the belief that you are not afraid of death, or... the determination to die for someone willingly.

Looking at the slender arm that would break if it was lightly folded, but the epee that can be swung vigorously to slash, looking at the face that would cry at any heavy word, but can put on such an expression of resignation to death.

"Are you envious?"

Of course she is envious, she is always envious, but she can never be satisfied.

Panting heavily, Shen Nanxing stared down at Yu Fusang, standing proudly against the angle of the backlight, like the envoy in the legend who came to save the common people by wearing moonlight, but she knew that the envoy's arms It is not filled with holy water, but a source of evil that will make people miserable.

"I'm so envious too."

She heard the proud woman sigh so softly, and then she looked back at herself, with an expression of indifference as if the two were strangers.

"get out."

…

After sunrise, the evil spirits retreated into hiding, so everyone decided to wait for the sun to rise in the morning before setting off for Yaochi Mountain.

Seeing the fading of the marsh gas, the You tribe immediately returned to the tribe, wishing to beat gongs and drums to invite Yan Yu and the others back to make offerings.

"Thank you so much!"

"May I ask where your spirit hunting team is, I want to send a pennant to your organization!"

"I'm really sorry. I misunderstood you before. May I ask how much bounty you receive for accepting an order to remove spirits? Let's all pool together and give you double!"

For the Nth time, Teng Jingjie rolled his eyes speechlessly.

It's a good compliment now, and when they really report the name of Langde Valley, this group of people probably don't know how long they will be scared to cry.

Unlike the Red Pavilion and other spirit hunting teams of other organizations, the people in Langdie Valley are free and unruly.

Can't kill the orc?

They killed, and more than one or two.

All veterinarians must obey orders from the Red Pavilion?

Listen to the ghost, people from the Red Pavilion come and scold each other.

Other organizations are not allowed to intervene in the orders received by the Red Pavilion?

Not to mention, they also like to compete with the Red Pavilion, not only grabbing orders, but also asking prices several times higher, you are not angry.

"No need." Yan Yu said while seeing someone next to him wiping his hands impatiently, and said again, "Is there any clean water, she might have to take a bath."

"Of course!" The tribe invited them back, "You should be hungry after expending so much energy. I'll let people prepare meals and bedding. You can rest for a while."

"This little sister..." Li Zhao pointed to Xueji sleeping in Zhong Pu's arms, "Is she seriously injured?"

"She's fine." Sensing everyone's gaze, Zhong Pu turned around and straightened the bangs on Xueji's forehead.

Xueji has always kept such thick bangs to cover the soul-destroying eyes on his forehead.

She has had this eye since she was born, so she has suffered a lot of exclusion, so she is very taboo to show it in front of others.

"She's just too tired, she's fine." Yan Yu called out to attract Li Zhao's attention.

It wasn't too long before Xueji was invaded by the methane gas. According to her physique, she would recover completely in a few days. She fell into a coma because Shen Nanxing consumed a lot of her soul power in the battle just now, and she was a little exhausted.

Zhong Pu has already fed her the elixir, and she should be able to wake up after sleeping for a while.

Li Zhao nodded and didn't go any further. He turned around and took Yan Yu's hand, "Sister, thanks to you, my mother woke up just now! I knew you were the most powerful beastman in the world! Than The Red Pavilion is a hundred times more powerful!"

Yan Yu quickly covered her mouth, "Understood, but it's best not to talk like this."

The Red Pavilion is actually not a pure spirit hunting organization. It works for the Queen of the Kingdom of Jin, and many royal forces have infiltrated it.

Although these royal family members have some real skills, they also think highly of themselves and hold grudges very much. If there are ears in the wall, if such words are passed into the other party's ears, they may be blown up.

...Although, the relationship between Langdie Valley and Hongge is not much better now.

"Hmm." Li Zhao nodded, and Yan Yu let go of her hand covering her mouth.

"Miss Yan, you all come with me." The patriarch stretched out his hand to invite someone.

"I'm sorry to trouble you."

The sky should be bright in three or four hours, so Yan Yu took Yin Beiqing's clean clothes and stuffed him into the bathtub.

"The bath liquid and bath towel are on the left, and the clothes hanger is on the right. The water is cold..." No, it's not a three-year-old child. When the water is cold, she can use spiritual methods to warm it up.

"Anyway, I'll go out for a while. After you wash up, go to rest. I'll call you in the morning."

"Where are you going?" Yin Beiqing stretched out his arm from the bathtub and grabbed Yan Yu's hand, staring at her fixedly, like a large dog abandoned by its owner.

"I..." If I don't go out, am I standing here watching you take a shower?

"I'm going to find the herbs."

"I'm fine and don't need to take medicine." The implication was to let Yan Yu stay.

"..." Yan Yu gently pulled back her sleeves, "It's not for you to eat."

"Then when will you come back?" Yin Beiqing looked at her unhappily.

"Just... soon."

As for how long "soon" is, she herself doesn't know.

After she finished speaking, she hurried out and closed the door, took her small cloth bag and hoe, and walked out all the way.

Just happened to meet Li Zhao who came back from Zhongpu's room, and the two had a face-to-face meeting.

"Sister, where are you going in the middle of the night? We're not safe at night. Let's ask someone to accompany you."

Yan Yu twitched the corner of her mouth, silently hid the **** behind her back, "I'll just go to the neighborhood, don't need to accompany me."

"Nearby?" Li Zhao frowned, "There is no one who can't even tell where he is going."

"..." is indeed unclear.

She only knew that there was a long tortoise facing grass at the foot of Yaochi Mountain, but she had to go out to find out the exact location.

Because of Yan Yu's small movements, Li Zhao noticed the sickle behind her, "Sister, are you going to pick herbs? Then I will accompany you, I am familiar with the road here."

"Don't bother you, it's so late now, don't take care of others, go to sleep."

"How can it be troublesome!" Li Zhao raised his voice, "You have helped the tribe so much, and it is not troublesome for me to lead the way, and you also gave me such a precious amber grass before, I am grateful for this kindness. It's not over yet."

After hearing her words, Yan Yu pursed his lips.

She thought that they were going to leave in the morning, but her amber tortoise, Lin Dan, hadn't written a word yet, and when she met Lin Hegui, she didn't know what to use to negotiate terms with others.

Since Li Zhao is a member of the You tribe, he should have an impression of where the tortoise grass grows, so let her lead the way.

"Well, that troubles you."

"Hey." The little girl squinted her eyes and smiled, "Then sister, what kind of herb do you want to pick? You can ask me, even though I am young, but I know a lot of herbs!"

"Guilincao, do you know where it is?"

"Guilincao, I seem to have heard of it." Li Zhao blinked slowly, as if thinking, "My mother knows more about herbs than I do, so wait for me to ask her first!"

After finishing speaking, the little kid ran away in a hurry, and came out in a hurry after more than ten minutes, holding a dark blue cloth in his hand.

"Sister, take a look, is it this kind of tortoise grass." She opened the things in her arms like offering treasures.

The octagonal sawtooth leaves, the leaves and leaves are built into a shape similar to the shell of a tortoise, which is indeed the tortoise grass in the pharmacopoeia.

"It's it."

"That's great." Li Zhao spread the cloth on the table and picked out one by one for her. "My mother said that the more leaves the better, look! It has five leaves. I'll pick it out for you."

"One is enough for Li Zhao." Yan Yu hurriedly stopped her, fearing that she would give it all to him later.

Turtle Lin Grass generally grows in difficult geographical locations, and picking is very dangerous. Even experienced Youzu people, not everyone can pick such a high-quality multi-leaf Turtle Lin.

"Sister, you're treating me like an outsider..." Li Zhao pursed his mouth, looking like he was about to cry again.

"Don't! I want it, can't I still want it?"

"Hey hey."

In the end, Li Zhao picked out only a few defective plants that were blackened and not suitable for medicine, and put the rest into Yan Yu's small cloth bag, "Sister, just tell us what herbs you need in the future, don't worry about it." Go out and find it yourself, we Youzu people have nothing else but a rich collection of herbs."

"thanks…"

Taking advantage of Li Zhao's inattention, Yan Yu dialed halfway back again, then took the few tortoise grass plants, borrowed the medicine stove in her kitchen at home, and started to prepare the medicine.

Refining medicinal herbs into elixir is the best way to prolong its shelf life and maximize its efficacy, but this process takes too much time, ranging from days to years.

Time was urgent, so Yan Yu could only abandon the practice of pills and make decoction instead. Although the shelf life was shorter, the efficacy of the medicine was not much worse.

Amber tortoise is a very strong medicine, so it is easy to have poor fusion, stinky black or precipitation during the refining process.

Lin Hegui herself had practiced many times, but none of them succeeded, she said it was because there was always a lack of medicine.

No one knows what kind of medicine the bad one is. After all, even the bottle that Guo Lu sent out in the original book was exchanged directly with the system.

Yan Yu doesn't know how to succeed, but he knows what failed attempts Lin Hegui has made. The experience he summed up is that the fire should not be too big or too small, and the cooking time should be longer than 50 minutes and shorter than 55 minutes. If there is a slight odor or sediment during the cooking process, scoop out the contaminated part immediately.

Generally speaking, in the process of boiling medicine, there is no step without people.

Yan Yu carefully opened the first pot, she was lucky, there was no sediment and no smell.

"The contribution of predecessors is really great." Experience is simply priceless.

Lin He returned to research and developed a method of testing the properties of medicine, which is to use the leaves of amber grass.

The leaves of amber grass are big and emerald green, and after being soaked in warm water, they will turn transparent. At this time, take it up and dry it, and you can see the veins in the leaves when you hold it up to the light.

Grind the finished medicine juice or elixir into powder and pour it on the treated amber leaves, press two pieces, and remove it after five minutes. If the veins of the leaves are broken, then the medicine is too strong and will cause serious side effects to the human body. Can be eaten easily.

Especially those with weak and cold constitutions are likely to die suddenly after eating it.

Lin Hegui made this elixir for her lame brother, who was born with disabled legs and extremely poor health, so he could only be raised in Yaochi Mountain, which is rich in aura, so as to avoid some physical torture.

But his soul power is actually very strong. The soul orb was tested to be black when he was born, and he is very likely to cultivate to the level of a super beastman. Only because of the drag of this body, he can only sit in a wheelchair forever.

She wanted to refine this elixir so that her brother's wish could be fulfilled, which is why she has never communicated with the outside world, wandering around all year round looking for prescriptions, and living in seclusion in Yaochi Mountain to practice alchemy.

On Yan Yu's side, five minutes had passed, she gently picked up the soaked amber leaf, and pointed it at the candle for a closer look.

It turned out to be intact!

But just when she was about to enjoy the joy of success, the leaf veins suddenly broke one by one without warning. Although there were not many broken places, there were four or five.

Alas, still not working.

Yan Yu held the bowl of concoction with a very disappointed expression.

Could it be that what Lin Hegui said was true, that it was really a bad medicine?

But in the Lingxi Pill, there is no mention of this...

No, Yan Yu was suddenly shocked.

There is no such page in Lingxi Danshu, and the prescriptions in her head are all from the description of Lin Hegui in the original book.

In order to prove her own thoughts, Yan Yu went back to Soul Realm and read that pharmacopoeia from beginning to end.

Yes, her memory was indeed correct.

The pages 109 and 110 of the Pharmacopoeia were torn away.

Presumably, the manuscript should have been torn up before it appeared, otherwise Lin Hegui wouldn't be able to refine it.

Yan Yu absent-mindedly withdrew from the Soul Realm, and wanted to fill up the rest of the medicine stove and boil it again, but the stove filled with liquid was much heavier than expected, and she had to use great effort to lift it up. Resisting the heat, I finally took it off the fire, only to find that the wound on my arm that had been scratched by the hairpin before was torn open again because of too much force.

Beads of blood continued to drip down the skin, and a few drops accidentally splashed into the medicine bowl just now, and then she saw that the light brown medicine juice suddenly turned into a cool and transparent color.

If it wasn't for the faint scent of medicine that could be smelled when it got closer, Yan Yu would almost have thought it was a bowl of clear water.

She was about to raise her hand to pour out the bowl of contaminated medicine when she suddenly remembered something.

Lin Hegui once said that the milder the medicine, the lighter the color of the amber tortoise Lindan, and the transparent color is the best.

Does that mean...

Yan Yu lowered her head and stared at the thing in her hand with probing eyes. Finally, with the mentality of giving it a try, she took a new amber leaf and started to test it.

The five minutes this time was much longer and more difficult than last time, Yan Yuqian sat there as if he had stayed up all night.

Finally, when the time came, she couldn't wait to pick up the leaf and point it at the light to verify.

No break!

However, Yan Yu, who had learned from the past, did not dare to take it lightly, she waited quietly for a while, and found that the leaf veins were still intact.

Later, she became more courageous, and she even tried to pull it with her hands, and found that after the leaf was soaked in the medicinal juice, it became extremely tough, and she couldn't stop pulling it vigorously!

"Great."

Yan Yu put the concoction into the prepared bottle little by little, and sealed it with a sealing plug.

After everything was installed, there was about one third left. After thinking about it, she picked up the medicine bowl and knocked on Li Zhao's mother's door.

Li Zhao's room was occupied by her and Yin Beiqing, and the mother and daughter could only sleep in one room, so Li Zhao should be here too.

The lights were still on, so they should still be awake.

"Sister?" Li Zhao opened the door very quickly. She had just changed into her pajamas and looked like she was going to rest. "You are looking for me! Just tell me if you have anything to do!"

"I have nothing to do with you." Yan Yu handed out the bowl in his hand, "This is the medicine I brewed, it should be able to cure your mother's arm."

She had heard Li Zhao talk about her mother before, and the reason why the other party was decadent. She thought that she could make this amber tortoise soup, which would not be without the help of this family, and there happened to be some leftovers. Li Zhao's mother made up for this regret.

Li Zhao's mother was originally a female general who served in the royal family. Later, in order to protect her comrades from fatal injuries on the battlefield, she was cut off by the enemy's meridian in her arm. It would be unbearable for anyone to change her clothes, let alone Li Zhao’s mother who used to be such a proud person.

Perhaps it was because of her stronger negative emotions than others that Shen Nanxing took her as a target.

That is to say, Li Zhao's mother's physical fitness is good, and she was bedridden in the later stage and could not go to worship in front of the Holy Spirit Monument, so she could last for so long. Think about her poor wife, because she is too thin and her physique is worrying, she just went to worship After a few times, he was absorbed by the Holy Spirit Monument and turned into a dead body.

Just imagine that Li Zhao's mother finally woke up, and before she had time to be happy, she immediately learned of this kind of bad news, which made things worse.

Yan Yu could only pray that the medicinal soup would have some comforting effect on her.

"Sister, did you boil this with your own hands?" Li Zhao held it tremblingly, "Can it really cure my mother's hand?"

"Zhao Zhao, who are you talking to?" The people in the back room seemed to hear someone talking about themselves, so they came out.

Yan Yu didn't want to disturb them for too long, so she said "please try it" before turning around and leaving.

The Youzu people are too enthusiastic, and she just doesn't like people with this kind of personality. If the mother and daughter give her back gifts later, she's really afraid that she won't be able to come back empty-handed.

…

Yan Yu cleaned up the kitchen, wiped her hands, went back to her room, changed her clothes and was about to go to bed, but found that there was no one on the bed.

Turning around, she saw that the clothes she had hung on the hangers with her own hands were still there, and an unlikely guess came to her head.

"Are you... still taking a shower?" She asked close to the screen used as a barrier.

There was a sound of water from the wooden barrel behind the screen, followed by Yin Beiqing's uneasy-sounding voice, "Yes."

"You wash it for so long, the skin will be soaked."

"Dirty." The other side replied faintly.

The tip of Yan Yu's nose moved, "There is no smell of marsh here anymore."

"It's the dream lotus." Yin Beiqing frowned in disgust, "This thing smells worse than safflower ointment."

Safflower ointment is a product commonly used by people in this world to repel mosquitoes. Its fragrance lasts as long as Liushen.

What Yin Beiqing hates the most is the smell of safflower paste.

In her words, too pungent.

"You won't scratch your skin again." Thinking of this person's bad habits, Yan Yu said to her, "Extend your arm and let me see."

"If you want to see it, just come in." Yin Beiqing's displeased voice sounded, "They are all women, so why avoid suspicion, or say, my body makes you feel disgusting."

Her symptoms of falling into the devil have not subsided, and her whole body is covered with red totem animal marks, which is indeed a bit scary at first glance.

But Yan Yu definitely didn't mean that.

"Absolutely not!" Yan Yu stepped forward excitedly, "Your animal mark is very beautiful, and I have never felt disgusted by it."

It was silent again.

"Are you angry?" Yan Yu tried in a low voice, and then muttered in a low voice with some grievances, "I really didn't mean that."

"Then come in."

"..."

Yan Yu could only step over the screen and walk in.

The entire body of Yin Beiqing in the bathtub was submerged in the water, only the part above the nose surfaced, and the wet long hair floated around the body, making the silver eyes that were about to be exposed to the water surface look very aggressive.

Like a lurking crocodile, it is always ready to open its mouth to deliver a fatal blow to its prey.

"I'm so close, and I didn't smell the dream lotus." Yan Yu said, "You've been washing for almost two hours, and it's already very clean."

"Can't you hear it?"

Accompanied by Yin Beiqing's words, Yan Yu's wrist felt icy and wet, and then the world spun and fell into the bucket.

The water that Yin Beiqing soaked in was rather cool, but because of her high body temperature, the temperature Yan Yu felt on her skin was still warm.

"Have you heard it?" The other party asked with a wooden face.

"..."

You took me in just to let me smell you?

But... Yan Yu smelled it carefully, and it seemed that there was indeed a scent of dream lotus, mainly in Yin Beiqing's hair.

Hair is really easy to smell. It seems that every time you come out of the hot pot restaurant, you don't go to the barber shop for a special cleaning, and you feel uncomfortable.

This is also one of the reasons why Yan Yu doesn't like hot pot.

By the way, add the BBQ too.

"is a bit."

Yin Beiqing pulled her face, her expression was cold and terrifying, but Yan Yu felt that she was a little...cute.

It seems like a little kid who is about to "hum" in the next second.

"Next time I'll make some deodorant bath liquid for you." Yan Yu grabbed her arm covered in red scratches, and pointed to the shocking marks on it, "But definitely don't do this again."

Yin Beiqing gave her a sideways glance, "You smell."

"Does it stink?" Yan Yu was a little embarrassed. She was busy brewing medicine just now, but simply changed her clothes and didn't have time to take a bath.

"It's okay." Someone with a cold face was silent for a few seconds, and then opened his mouth and said, "It's the cloth bag that you often hang around your waist. It smells very good inside."

A long time ago, she discovered Yan Yu's unique smell, which was light and not sweet, and after smelling it, she seemed to be less irritable.

After staying for a long time, I realized that the smell seemed to come from the little thing on Yan Yu's waist.

"This?" Yan Yu fished out the soaked sachet and handed it over, "This is a sachet I made casually, inside is dried Jinteng flowers and ground into powder, if you like..."

Well, I can't send it out now.

Yan Yu silently squeezed out the water in the sachet, "If you like it, I'll make one for you next time."

In fact, these Jinteng flowers were also planted from the bag of seeds Yin Beiqing gave her.

Before under the prophecy tree, Yan Yu sowed all kinds of seeds in order to test. This Jinteng flower grows the best, grows much faster, so she picked some and used it for herself.

Jintenghua is a plant hailed as a holy flower by the Polai people. It is said to have the effect of exorcising evil and calming down.

Different people have different opinions about exorcising evil spirits, but the calming effect is indeed very good. When Yan Yu suffers from insomnia at night, he will throw some dried golden flowers into the incense to calm down and fall asleep better.

"Just this." Yin Beiqing took it over without any hesitation, opened the mouth of the sachet, and poured all the pollen inside into the water in the tub.

It was the first time for Yan Yu to see such a vigorous bathing method, and before she could finish her sigh, Yin Beiqing grabbed the bath liquid next to her and handed it to her.

"Help me wash."

"Cough cough cough—" Yan Yu choked on the saliva, "What did you say?"

Why didn't she know that Yin Beiqing had the habit of asking people to bathe for her? Subconsciously, she probably felt that, except for herself, no one else could wash clean enough.

Yin Beiqing stared at her through the mask, "Do you think I'm dirty?"

Hearing that Yan Yu almost snatched the things in her hand, "I'll help you, I'll help you."

I will serve you well!

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