Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 81 Bao Zhilin and Master Huang

When the Dragon King of Jinghe River entered the city, it was through the South Gate. Now he was being chased by Zhang Guifang. He was not familiar with the terrain and ended up running to the East Gate.

At this time, many people were entering the city at the east gate, including several horse-drawn carriages.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die! Get out of the way, make way for me!"

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was called down twice by Zhang Guifang, hit by a bead by Feng Lin, and with a broken leg, he felt pain all over his body.

Seeing that the road was blocked, he became extremely anxious.

If the dragon's might is released, the road will become even more congested, and Zhang Guifang behind will be catching up soon.

When he was about to take the risk of riding the cloud again, an extremely handsome horse moved the carriage behind it to the side, leaving him a very narrow path.

"Thank you very much. I owe you a favor today! I will repay you handsomely in the future!" He heard a woman's voice in the carriage, but without bothering to look closely, he left a word and rushed out of the city gate with blood all over his body.

The moment he left Chaoge City, the suppression of Yin Shang's luck completely disappeared, and he burst out with all his strength and rushed into the sky.

At the last moment, he looked back at the majestic city of Chaoge.

I sneered in my heart, "Xiqi, Yin Shang, you all look down on me. I will definitely find the true owner of the jade! Then we'll see if you dare to insult me ​​like this again!"

The most urgent thing was to return to Jinghe. He now needed to practice walking with crutches.
He didn't dare fly over Chaoge, so he could only ride on the clouds, go around from the east gate to the south gate, then to the west gate, and finally head west back to Jinghe River.

"Close the gate! Close the gate!"

"Don't let this imperial criminal go!"

"Follow me, we must catch this thief today!"

Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin, with more than a hundred soldiers, swarmed after them.

It was not until all these guys left that Deng Chanyu, who was playing cards with Daji and Ping'er in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked into the distance for a moment, with an indescribable strange look on her face.

She patted her chest guiltily. "Was that the Dragon King of Jing River just now? I was so scared. I thought he was here to settle the score with me. I didn't run away, so why would he run?"

Deng Chanyu always felt that what happened to the Jinghe Dragon Palace was a bit reckless. If it happened again, she would definitely not attack the Dragon Palace except for the Cuiguang Liangyi Lantern, as she did not lack those things.

Deep down, I feel guilty.

When she first saw the Dragon King of Jinghe River, she felt inexplicably guilty. Then, when she saw a large group of Shang Dynasty generals, she did not take action. Instead, she ordered Biaozi to make way for the Dragon King of Jinghe River and give him a way to survive, which slightly made up for her past guilt.

Daji, wearing the same black veil Mu Wanqing wore, covered her face and looked in the direction she was looking. "Who is that? Is she your friend?"

"No. We're not very familiar with each other. Let's go to the Huang Mansion first. I'll introduce Uncle Biao to you and ask him to arrange a place for us to stay. I'm afraid we'll have to stay in Chaoge for a while."

The next day.

Zhang Guifang reported that the madman was seriously injured by her and fell into the river.

Fei Zhong dug up the old story of the Dragon King of Jinghe River "helping" Xiqi in the past. King Zhou took a look and thought, haha, this guy really has a grudge against him, he is definitely an assassin.

Fei Zhong and Zhang Guifang were generously rewarded, and the matter of presenting the jade disk was passed over lightly.

Deng Chanyu and Daji moved directly into Huang Feihu's palace.

Daji's cultivation technique is the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra, the Human Path. This practice uses one's own sorrow, resentment, and pain as fuel; the more negative emotions one harbors, the faster one progresses. The hapless Daji is well-suited to this practice, burning away her self-pity and brightening her personality.

Daji is a homebody, doesn't like socializing, and usually practices the sutra.

Deng Chanyu was still inquiring about Jiang Ziya, and occasionally went to the teahouse to chat with guests coming and going and adjust the medicinal effects of the herbal tea.

The story of the unconscious Jian and Zhu Tianlin touched her deeply. Entire villages of civilians were massacred. It was really not easy for ordinary people to survive in those days.

Deng Chanyu couldn't transform herself into a bodhisattva who saved people from suffering, but she felt that she could do something within her ability.

The cause and effect of Zhu Tianlin’s death lies in the underworld, but if you investigate carefully, you can still find Daji by following the clues of the demon clan.

Meng Po secretly told her that the calamity that befell Daji had not completely dissipated. What was possible for others to turn misfortune into fortune, but for Daji, it would basically be the worst result, commonly known as "bad luck".

As a lifelong friend, Deng Chanyu naturally could not stand idly by.

The tradition of Jiejiao has always been to beat the younger ones and then the older ones will come, and beat the older ones and then the older ones will come.

We must be on guard against Zhu Tianlin's senior brothers, junior brothers, uncles and masters.

If it was a different target, she could definitely ask Wen Zhong to help mediate. She thought she had the face to do so, but Lu Yue's plague lineage? She really looked down on it!

There are three thousand great ways, what can't you do? Why do you just enjoy harming the common people? Do you deserve the title of "immortal"?
After settling down in Chaoge, she slightly changed her previous idea of ​​making herbal tea for detoxification and life-saving. Jiang Ziya came down the mountain at the age of 72, and destroyed the Shang Dynasty and was deified at the age of 98. There were more than 20 years of continuous wars between the Shang Dynasty and Xiqi, and countless people died in the wars, including a large number of immortals. The plague would be more rampant at that time. She has been studying pharmacology, just to find some prescriptions that are effective against the plague, cheap, and will not cause too much damage to the body.

The prescription has been figured out, and the next step is clinical trials.

Her teahouse is a magic weapon. It was moved to the street as a whole and is 100% an illegal building. It is only because there were no urban management officers in those days that she would have been charged with "occupying the road for business".

Pharmacies can no longer occupy the main road.

We have to ask Uncle Biao for help on this matter.

More than ten days later, a medicine shop named "Baozhilin" officially opened for business.

The pharmacy was owned by the Huang family, and the owner was named "Huang Feihong." Was this "Huang Feihong" related to Huang Feihu and Huang Feibiao? How deep was the relationship? No need to explain; those who understand will understand.

Deng Chanyu has learned a lot from the Huangdi series of books and has a comprehensive understanding of the medicinal materials of this era.

Daji inherited some of Meng Po's ideas. After knowing her ideas, she also followed her research and developed a decoction that could cause people to fall into a coma. This was not the kind of spell that Zhu Tianlin used, but was a bit like the Ma Fei San of the future Han Dynasty.

The two opened the door and welcomed the patient, but reality dealt a heavy blow to Deng Chanyu.

Back in the Shang Dynasty, people still relied on the God of Destiny for spiritual support. Zhang Jiao's practice of drinking talisman water was considered heresy here. It wasn't because they were backward, but because they were too advanced!

Witch doctor, witch comes first and doctor comes second. Deng Chanyu's Chinese herbal medicine is a second-rate treatment method in this era.

The medicine shop had been open for several days, and customers passing by did not ask about their treatment methods, but instead asked which immortal god they worshipped.

If Deng Chanyu had no roots, she could just go with the flow and say something casually, without losing a single cent, right? But now she could only say Nuwa. The patients shook their heads and said, "Nuwa's treatment is not effective. We don't trust your medicine."

Just when she was feeling frustrated, a patient with both legs broken, his body in tatters, and a black cloth bag tightly in his hands came to seek medical treatment.

(End of this chapter)