Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

The temperature of the building in the center of the healing center is much higher than that of the surrounding buildings.

There was a huge deep-bottomed pot in the room, and the person in charge of stirring the pot was a thin girl. She was standing on a low stool, spinning the long stick in the pot with difficulty.

The bright flames under the stone pit and the heat emanating from the mouth of the pot kept the entire room at a high temperature. One shelf next to another on the wall stored medicinal materials in categories. One was wearing a gray short robe, An old man with a goatee was walking back and forth.

The old man's brows were almost broken. He was circling in front of the shelf where the medicinal materials were kept. He was mumbling something, and kept stroking his beard with his right hand. It seemed that if he applied more force, a handful of his beard would be pulled off.

Noticing someone coming in, the old man quickly glanced back, appearing worried. However, after seeing the person clearly and finding that it was Saslier who was shrouded in shadow, the old man was obviously relieved and saluted in the direction of the door. Regards:

"Lord Sasriel."

The girl who was stirring the cauldron turned around in surprise, and hurriedly tried to stand on the low stool to salute, but she fell down due to her unstable center of gravity. A soft shadow held her body, making this person look a bit like an old man. A similar girl holds on.

"Lord Sasril! Thank you..." The girl's face was already hot due to the heat of the medicinal soup, and now it was even redder and bleeding.

Saslier smiled at her, and then turned to the old man: "Artyom, the situation is not very good."

The old man shook his head slowly: "You are the incarnation of a noble god, you should not come here..."

Saslier was obviously very familiar with the old man and interrupted him helplessly: "You know I don't care about these things. I'm here to hear you talk about the patients' situation."

The topic returned to what he was familiar with, and the old man looked even more worried: "The number of patients now is just over a hundred. Although we can barely maintain the situation in the 'healing home' to ensure that the disease does not spread further in the city, but More people are needed here.

"I have asked Abram to go to the farmland in the suburbs and find a 'harvest priest' to come and help. I have tried several formulas, but none of them have a strong enough effect. I am thinking about what went wrong..."

Saslier scanned the materials on the shelves: "Considering that their symptoms are both extreme cold and hot, can materials with hedging properties be used at the same time?"

"This is also the point that gives me the biggest headache. Take the blood of the Flame Lizard and the Frost Narcissus, for example. Putting them in at the same time will cause neutralization..."

While Sasilier was discussing the formula of medicinal materials with the old man, Zoya looked sideways at the huge pot. The sound of bubbles rolling in the pot became more and more intense. This made Skylark look at Sasilier who was standing aside and secretly looked at Sasilier. That girl from you.

When her eyes met the little bird, the girl was startled for a moment, as if she suddenly came back to her senses and remembered that she still had a mission.

When she raised her legs to step on the low stool again, she accidentally bumped into a rattan frame in the corner, and the oval-shaped fruit inside immediately rolled to the ground.

The old man looked at this scene and sighed heavily: "Gina! After the potion is boiled and I clean it up, my waist is no longer suitable for this."

"Yes, yes! I'm sorry!" The girl looked like she was about to cry. There was the incarnation of the sun god watching next to her. She never thought that there would be such an embarrassing day.

Saslier's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Skylark on his shoulder. Just now, he felt a slight extraordinary fluctuation.

Saslier leaned down and picked up a crimson shriveled fruit from the ground, gently pressing the wrinkled skin: "The sun-dried incense tree fruit... I remember it has a milder warming effect."

"Yes, but I have never used this material in the formula, someone just sent them over..."

Sasril looked at Zoya. Skylark's peaceful eyes brightened slightly, but he said nothing.

The girl no longer eavesdropped on her grandfather's conversation, but firmly grasped the long stick and continued to stir the medicinal soup in the cauldron to prevent it from overflowing due to the boiling bubbles.

The old man glanced at the hourglass next to the medicine dispensing table and shouted to the girl: "Hold on a little longer, there's still half a moment!"

The girl responded with difficulty and continued to stir the cauldron, which was about the same height as her and turned red because of the flames.

Sasril raised the fruit of the incense tree in his hand: "You can try it. Add some seed pulp to the cooked medicinal soup, and I will test the medicine."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the "incarnation of the god" in embarrassment: "Lord Saslier, this is inappropriate. You are not a patient, and you have a body that is far stronger than ordinary people. The results of your drug test"

After a pause, the old man tugged on his beard, and a few white beards were caught between his taut fingers: "I will try it myself first, and then my other two apprentices, both of whom have already been infected due to infection. , and it has been falling for several days. Only the effect after our test can truly test whether this new formula is meaningful."

Saslier didn't say anything, but large shadows slowly squirmed and floated from the cracks and corners of the ground, pushing the fruits that had fallen to the ground back into the basket.

The girl in charge of stirring the medicinal soup looked down at this scene, dumbfounded and in awe, forgetting the movements of her hands. It was not until the old man coughed twice that she quickly returned her attention to her task.

"Thank you, I just hope your kindness doesn't turn Gina into a slacker."

Saslier shook his head with a smile and placed the fruit in his hand next to the medicine dispensing table. While waiting for the pot of medicinal soup to be completed, Saslier continued to ask the old man about the recent "healing home." situation, including their division of labor in admitting and caring for patients, as well as the origins of the first few patients.

When the old man brought up this issue, his expression was particularly heavy: "This is the suspicion we have never found out. Abram has been running around inside and outside the city for half a month, even after the Lord returned with the war legion after victory. , and he never went home to see his mother Sarah once. I really think this is strange..."

Thinking of what Zoya said before, Saslier's expression became serious: "More and more people have moved to the city recently. I will ask Oseikus to pay more attention to it. It cannot be ruled out that someone did this." If it weren't for your efforts to bring all the patients to the 'Healing Home', the situation in Chaoyang City would only be more difficult."

The old man was silent for a moment and showed a firm smile: "Lord Saslier, this is the first city that belongs to us and belongs to mankind. Its name means that the light of the Lord has come here, and the protection of the Lord has fallen here. On human beings. It is our city, so it is appropriate to put in our efforts for Chaoyang City.

"I can live to grow a white beard. According to the days and nights of the Lord, there are at least 20,000 days. This newly established city is changing every day, just like the rising sun of the Lord. Let me People who are about to fall like this have ambitions. I can only hope that it will get better and better.

"So I don't care what other people are working for. I just want to take a second look at the future of this city."

More than 20,000 days, nearly sixty years old.

In fact, in the entire Chaoyang City, this doctor at the healing house is already the longest-lived one - this is also because he is an extraordinary person who is proficient in treatment.

Saslier sighed in his heart, but faced the old man directly and made a promise: "Don't worry, I will send someone to investigate this matter. Now that I already know something about it, I will not let more people go." Innocent people were harmed.”

The old man bent down deeply: "Thank you, and thank you also to the soldiers of the Lord."

While testing the medicine, the old man stroked his goatee, and the old man watched the girl dispense the medicine.

The gray-haired girl named Gina was very nervous. Her hands kept shaking slightly, not because they were burned, but because she was nervous about the old man's next move to test the medicine.

The old man sighed silently. His granddaughter still had a lot to learn, and her character was also a part of becoming a qualified therapist: "Okay Gina, don't spill the medicine. I'll do it."

Gina gritted her teeth and did not respond. Instead, she filled a bowl with medicinal soup and put it on the table.

The old man dug his nails into the fruit of the incense tree, and he tore the shriveled pulp into thin strips. When he threw it into the medicinal soup, a circle of red-gold flames appeared, which looked like it was mixed with the color of sunlight. This circle of phantom flames without any heat took several seconds to dissipate.

The old man looked thoughtfully at the remaining half of the incense tree fruit in his hand: "Because it has been exposed to the sun, it has absorbed part of the Lord's brilliance..."

The old man no longer hesitated. He picked up the hot stone bowl and slowly poured the medicinal soup into his mouth. Maybe this time Gina was really lucky enough to accidentally knock over the rattan basket.

It tasted very bitter and sticky, but the rancid smell was gone.

The old man swallowed the medicinal soup in his mouth, wiped some medicinal stains on the edge of his goatee, closed his eyes and waited for a moment. The warm temperature quickly spread into his body, as if his whole body was soaked in warm water.

The most crucial ingredient is not just the fruit of the incense tree, but the fact that it gets a hint of purifying power from the Lord’s rays after drying in the sun?

The old man was very familiar with the mutual exclusion and fusion of these medicinal materials. Although he had never come into contact with the incense tree fruit, which is commonly used as fuel, he had used other parts before and knew that this mutation was caused by external factors. .

The old man's expression gradually became high-spirited: "Gina, pour out two more bowls, and this time add the whole incense tree fruit. Let's go and deliver them to Pedri and Bobby."

"One, a whole one?"

The old man had already walked towards the vine basket and counted the remaining fruits in it: "Yes, this really surprised me. Your luck seems to have helped us a lot."

Sasril glanced at the skylark on his shoulder, and Zoya looked back at him gently.

But Saslier knew that this was not something Zoya actively wanted to do, it was just to "cater to His expectations."