What's wrong with me, a powerful minister, supporting a few female officials?

Chapter 174 Thousand Commander, you're not up to the task, let me do it!
Su Mo frowned and looked at Wu Gouzi's grave.

The system said to find Wu Gouzi to collect the sweet potatoes, but it didn't say that it had to be a living Wu Gouzi!

Even in death, Wu Gouzi is still Wu Gouzi!
Of course he knew that digging up someone's grave was a major taboo in this world!
No, it should be said that it is a major taboo in any world or era! Especially in this world, which is a world of cultivation, there might really be ghosts and gods!
But sweet potatoes are even more important!
Anyone who tries to stop Su Mo from getting sweet potatoes will be killed, whether they are gods or Buddhas!
I searched the vicinity again carefully, but still found nothing.

Su Mo no longer hesitated.

To avoid any unforeseen complications that might attract the attention of the artisan soldiers and cause them endless troubles.

Without letting Ding Bashi go back to get the shovel, he directly channeled his magic power and pushed the grave mound with both hands in mid-air!
A massive amount of magical power roared out.

Under Ding Bashi's shocked gaze, the newly piled grave mound was instantly leveled by Su Mo!
Then, Su Mo inserted both hands into the loose soil, spreading them to the left and right.

Under the shock of the magic, it was like an excavator, digging a large pit in the blink of an eye, revealing a coffin lid made of rough, unpainted wood inside.

Ding Bashi stared dumbfounded at Su Mo casting the spell. Only when the grave mound was dug up did he come to his senses and immediately cried out in alarm, "My lord! You mustn't do this!"

Su Mo looked at Ding Bashi with a dark expression.

Ding Bashi shuddered and quickly said, "You can dig up his grave after I go keep watch!"

Then they ran off.

Su Mo was speechless.

This guy's ability to change his tune with the wind is even better than mine!
However, Su Mo was too lazy to pay attention to Ding Bashi and simply lifted the coffin lid with one hand.

The contents of the coffin were clearly visible.

A thin, dark-skinned young man, dressed in funeral clothes and with a deathly face, lay in the coffin.

The coffin hadn't smelled bad since it had been buried for a short time.

Su Mo squinted as he examined the inside of the coffin, but there was still no sign of sweet potatoes, and he couldn't help but frown.

There's not much to say next.

He lifted Wu Gouzi up with one hand, preparing to search the burial shroud for any hidden sweet potatoes.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched!
A cultivator at the peak of the early stage of the Soul Stabilization Realm is actually quite strong among cultivators and martial artists.

In addition, with Su Mo's powerful magic that surpasses others of his level and his second-grade magic weapon sword embryo, it is not impossible for him to kill a martial arts grandmaster or a mid-to-late stage sorcerer in the Soul Stabilizing Realm.

At such a level, one's six senses become acutely acute.

The right hand that was gripping Wu Gouzi's wrist could faintly feel a pulse beating.

"This guy isn't dead?"

Su Mo quickly checked the other person's pulse again.

Sure enough, although the pulse was very weak, it was definitely still beating!
suspended animation?

Su Mo thought to himself, "Holy crap!"
No wonder the system made me claim the task within 24 hours.

So, the only way to get information about sweet potatoes from Wu Gouzi is to rescue him!

It's estimated that after 24 hours, this Wu Gouzi will really be dead.

The problem is, I don't know how to save people!
Su Mo frowned and tore open Wu Gouzi's burial clothes to take a look.

The wound on his abdomen, several centimeters long, was already rotting and stinking; the faint stench in the coffin was coming from the wound.

Su Mo thought for a moment, then, with a dark expression, said in a deep voice to Ding Bashi, who was looking around, "Come here!"

Ding Bashi was stunned when he heard this, and could only jog over, look at Wu Gouzi's corpse, and involuntarily swallow his saliva.

“Carry him back to the barracks.”

After Su Mo finished speaking, she added, "Be careful, don't jostle him."

Ding Bashi's face turned pale instantly, and his voice stammered, "My lord...my lord wants me to carry Wu Gouzi's body back?"

"My lord... what... what do you want his corpse for? You're not going to... refine... refine that kind of thing, are you?"

Ding Bashi looked at Su Mo with fear in his eyes.

He had heard that there were evil sorcerers who specialized in refining the bones of the dead into magical artifacts, which would prevent the dead from ever being reborn!

Ding was unsure if it was true, but that's what the old folks said, so he dared not disbelieve it.

What if it's true?

Seeing that this guy was about to pee his pants in fear, Su Mo glared at him irritably: "What are you thinking!"

"He's not dead yet!"

Ding Bashi was stunned and turned pale as he looked at Wu Gouzi's corpse.

Then he swallowed hard and said, "Sir, I'm not well-educated, please don't try to fool me."

Su Mo snorted: "I am well-read, why would I lie to you!"

"Do you even understand what faking death means?!"

Ding Bashi still couldn't believe it, and stammered, "Wu Gouzi is clearly dead, he's not even breathing through his nostrils! How can death be real or fake?"

Su Mo said calmly, "You've used up all your points from the past two months..."

The words were not finished.

Ding Bashi had already nimbly carried Wu Gouzi on his back, and then ran quickly towards the barracks and factory.

Su Mo...

Ding Bashi's commotion, upon returning to the barracks, naturally attracted the attention of many.

Before anyone could speak, Ding Bashi shouted at the top of his lungs, "Wu Gouzi is not dead yet! Lord Su said he would bring Wu Gouzi back to life!"

Su Mo, standing behind, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot!

But I didn't have time to argue with this guy.

Ding Bashi told him to put Wu Gouzi in the shade of a tree, then snorted coldly, "Don't let anyone near him!"

Then he went straight to find Nangong Sheyue!
He couldn't save Wu Gouzi himself.

Nangong Sheyue is a great sorcerer of the Guiqiao Realm, so he must have a method.

Nangong Sheyue is taking stock of the Divine Arm Bow.

Checking a thousand crossbows is troublesome; you have to do spot checks from time to time to see if they are up to standard.

Seeing Su Mo suddenly return in a hurry, Nangong Sheyue frowned, snorted, and was about to speak when Su Mo said urgently, "My lord, please come with me!"

Nangong Sheyue was taken aback, but the words that were about to come out of her mouth changed naturally: "Wherever you want to go?"

Su Mo explained, "This humble servant begs your Excellency to save someone!"

"I'm afraid we won't have enough time, sir. Please come with me, and I'll explain as we walk!"

As he spoke, he recklessly grabbed Nangong Sheyue's hand!

Nangong Sheyue remained silent, flicked his sleeve, and used his magic to push Su Mo a few steps away, snorting, "Don't be so clumsy... I'll go with you!"

Su Mo strode out of the warehouse, and Yin Rou naturally followed!

When the three of them reached the shade of the tree, they saw that several hundred people had already gathered outside, including many Dragon Guard soldiers who were there to watch the spectacle.

Who wouldn't be curious about something so horrifying?
If most of the craftsmen weren't still in the factory making the Eight-Ox Crossbow and couldn't go out, there would probably be even more people watching!
However, the onlookers formed a circle several meters away from the shade of the tree.

Su Mo had a high reputation in the artisan camp, and Ding Bashi's use of his power to stop everyone from stepping forward still had a deterrent effect.

However, there were still three people dressed in mourning clothes standing next to Wu Gouzi.

Two elderly people and a young woman.

It should be Wu Gouzi's elderly father, mother, and sister or wife.

Upon seeing Su Mo appear.

The three of them immediately knelt down before Su Mo, weeping and kowtowing repeatedly.

The frail old man pleaded desperately with Su Mo, "Please, sir, save my poor dog!"

"This is my only son!"

"Please, sir, save him!"

Su Mo said in a deep voice, "Get up!"

"Wu Gouzi has faked his death. I have invited Lord Nangong to help. Whether he can be saved depends on fate!"

He paused, then frowned and said, "Make way, everyone!"

"Don't interfere with Lord Nangong's rescue efforts!"

"You three, stay away!"

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly retreated several feet away.

Then his eyes widened to be bigger than a cow's, and he didn't even blink.

Naturally, I want to see what kind of miraculous methods Lord Nangong, whom Lord Su invited, has to bring back a dead person who has stopped breathing and is buried in the ground!

To be honest, they really don't believe that the dead can come back to life!

Nangong Sheyue glared at Su Mo with annoyance.

Then he stepped forward, first sized up Wu Gouzi for a while, then frowned and stretched out two jade fingers to press on the side of Wu Gouzi's neck to probe.

He turned to look at Su Mo.

Her pretty eyes revealed a look of suspicion.

How did he know that Wu Gouzi hadn't completely lost his will to live?
Soil is the best barrier to spiritual consciousness.

Even a powerful sorcerer like myself, at the Guiqiao Realm, would find it difficult to determine whether Wu Gouzi was truly dead without personally investigating.

How could Su Mo do that?

Su Mo didn't think that much; all she could think about was rescuing Wu Gouzi and finding out where the sweet potato was!

He took a deep breath and stared nervously at Nangong Sheyue: "My lord, can you save him?"

Nangong Sheyue didn't reply to Su Mo. After hesitating for a moment, she took out a jade bottle, pried open Wu Gouzi's mouth, and carefully dripped a drop of light green liquid into his mouth!

As the jade finger emitted a white light, it gently touched Wu Gouzi's throat!
The next second, Wu Gouzi's body suddenly trembled.

Everyone was stunned by this scene and looked at Nangong Sheyue in disbelief!
"Wu Gouzi really came back to life?"

"She...she can actually bring the dead back to life?"

"This is a living Buddha!"

"My son..."

……

The crowd murmured in shock. Wu Gouzi's elderly mother was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes, and she collapsed to the ground!
Su Mo was also overjoyed: "My lord, he's alive?"

Nangong Sheyue frowned, checked Wu Gouzi's pulse again, and finally said indifferently, "He won't survive!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned again.

It clearly moved, so why are you saying it can't survive?
Su Mo was also taken aback, her eyes narrowed, and she asked suspiciously, "How can he not live? Didn't he move?"

Nangong Sheyue said expressionlessly, "It was just the Nine Spirit Elixir and magic power that stimulated his remaining life force."

“He has been invaded by evil spirits, and even if a Golden Core expert were to come in person, it would be too late to save him.”

As soon as these words came out.

Wu Gouzi's elderly parents suddenly went black and fainted, and the young woman also seemed to lose her senses.

Everyone exclaimed.

Wu Gouzi couldn't be saved; even his parents went with him!

Su Mo frowned: "What about the Great Heaven-Mending Pill? Can it save him?"

Nangong Sheyue was speechless for a moment, then said irritably, "Do you think...everyone has such a sixth-grade divine pill?"

"Even if it existed, it wouldn't be used on him!"

He paused, glared at Su Mo again, and said coldly, "Besides, a sixth-grade divine pill isn't some legendary elixir that can bring the dead back to life!"

"This person is beyond saving. Once he/she has died, bury him/her back in the coffin!"

Nangong Sheyue was filled with resentment.

This guy is just looking for trouble!
What does it matter to him whether Wu Gouzi lives or dies!

The person was clearly beyond saving, and I wasted a drop of Nine Spirit Elixir for nothing!

Su Mo's face darkened as he looked at Wu Gouzi again!
The system will not give rewards that are unobtainable!
There must be a way!

Since Nangong Sheyue can't save him, then I'll do it myself!
It's nothing more than trying anything as a last resort!

He took a deep breath: "Since Lord Nangong can't cure it, I'll give it a try!"

Nangong Sheyue was immediately taken aback.

This guy is still not giving up?
She really didn't lie to Su Mo.

In Nangong Sheyue's view, Wu Gouzi was already a dead man, and even if a terrestrial immortal came, it would be the same!
Su Mo suggested that he give it a try?

Does he think he's more powerful than a celestial being?
But before Nangong Sheyue could ask a question, Su Mo had already turned to look at Yin Rou: "Prepare a well-ventilated house and sprinkle quicklime on the floor for disinfection!"

"Let Wu Gouzi in, but don't let any outsiders in!"

"I'm returning to the city to retrieve some items!"

After saying that, he found a chestnut horse and galloped off towards the capital!

Nangong Sheyue and Yin Rou looked at each other in bewilderment.

The two of them had already realized that Wu Gouzi was quite important to Su Mo.

Nangong Sheyue said nothing more.

Yin Rou, being the disciple who listened to Su Mo the most, naturally followed Su Mo's instructions, found a new factory building, sprinkled quicklime on it, moved Wu Gouzi inside, and placed him on a wooden board.

Su Mo returned to the city and naturally went to get the alcohol.

The idea of ​​evil spirits entering the body sounds so profound and mysterious, but it's just a wound infection!

Simply cut away the necrotic tissue from the wound, clean it with alcohol, and bandage it.

If proper environmental disinfection measures are taken, it's not impossible to save lives!

A porcelain jar of alcohol, about half a pound in volume, was intended to be used to extract aromatic oils for making perfume.

This is exactly the kind of situation that comes in handy.

Su Mo spurred his horse back to the artisan camp at full speed, not caring that his exhausted chestnut horse was exhausted.

Carrying the alcohol canister, they arrived at the factory prepared by Yin Rou.

He said in a deep voice to Nangong Sheyue, "Lord Nangong, could you please remove all the rotten flesh from his wound?"

Nangong Sheyue frowned slightly: "Useless!"

"The evil has already entered the body; the rotting flesh is merely a symptom... This person is doomed!"

The Grand Sorcerer of the Returning Aperture Realm has seen countless such situations!
Countless soldiers, especially, died as a result!

Su Mo was speechless.

You can do it yourself.

I was too lazy to find a sharp knife and disinfect it.

Even the best scalpel is not as useful as a sword embryo that is as easy to use as one's own arm!
Just in case.

Su Mo took off Wu Gouzi's funeral clothes and changed into a clean set of clothes.

Nangong Sheyue and Yin Rou naturally turned their heads away from the scene.

Su Mo then tightly bound Wu Gouzi's hands and feet to the wooden board!
Sterilize cotton cloth with boiling water and dry it with heat.

Be prepared.

Without even bothering to reveal his trump card, the sword embryo, he opened his mouth and spat out a beam of white light that cut along Wu Gouzi's abdominal wound.

Nangong Sheyue's beautiful eyes suddenly snapped open, staring in shock at the white light swirling around Wu Gouzi's wound.

A sword embryo?!

Su Mo actually forged a sword embryo?
Look at the radiance! It's actually a second-grade magic weapon!
Nangong Sheyue was a little confused...

I don't even have a treasure that can store my dantian and purple mansion; I'm using a fifth-grade magic weapon.

Su Mo actually possesses a second-grade treasure, and it's even a sword embryo that can be continuously nurtured and upgraded!
It’s true that comparing yourself to others makes you feel thwarted!

However, despite his shock, he looked at Su Mo with disdain, clearly not believing that Su Mo could save Wu Gouzi from certain death!
If even this can save them.

The number of soldiers who die from wounds in the army will likely decrease by 90%.

That’s okay!

Yin Rou watched her teacher cast the spell with a look of awe and admiration!

As the sword embryo danced in the air.

Pieces of rotten flesh were cut away, revealing bright red muscle and even stark white ribs!

Even scraping the bone to heal a wound is no more arduous than this!
Wu Gouzi, who was in a coma, trembled slightly!

Su Mo cleaned away the rotten flesh, used a cotton cloth to absorb the fresh blood, and carefully examined the wound, finding that there was no more rotten flesh.

Then, without caring whether Wu Gouzi would be in pain, they soaked a clean cotton cloth in alcohol with a concentration of 70-80% and used it to clean Wu Gouzi's wound...

Wu Gouzi's body trembled violently, and he reflexively struggled.

Unfortunately, his torso and limbs were tightly bound, and he couldn't move!
Su Mo didn't actually know anything about surgery.

The reason I was able to achieve this level was entirely due to the powerful divine soul force I gained after advancing to the Soul Stabilizing Realm.

Of course, the most important thing is that you're not the one who's in pain!

Finally, I placed a dried cotton cloth on top and bandaged the wound with another cotton cloth!

Done!

Whether Wu Gouzi survives or not depends on how tough his life is.

If he really doesn't want to live, there's nothing Su Mo can do.

At worst, we can draw a sweet potato pattern, find out Wu Gouzi's whereabouts, and search for him.

Maybe we can find a sweet potato!

Nangong Sheyue withdrew her shocked gaze, looked at Su Mo with a strange expression, and suddenly asked, "Is that all?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the porcelain bottle that Su Mo had carefully sealed with wax: "This is... baijiu?"

The strong smell of alcohol was enough for any normal person to tell.

Su Mo wiped the sweat from her forehead.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous when performing surgery on someone for the first time. When Nangong Sheyue asked, I casually replied, "Alcohol, it's used for disinfection."

Before Nangong Sheyue could ask further, Su Mo asked, "Could you give him another drop of that Nine Spirit Elixir from earlier, sir?"

Nangong Sheyue glared at Su Mo with a dark expression: "Nine Spirit Elixir is a fifth-grade spiritual liquid, how can it be wasted on a dead person!"

That's what they say.

But she still took out the jade bottle.

Another drop was dripped into Wu Gouzi's mouth!
The fifth-grade spiritual liquid truly lives up to its name.

Wu Gouzi's deadpan face immediately turned a little red.

Su Mo sighed inwardly.

All we can do now is wait.

Su Mo summoned Ding Bashi and instructed him to wash himself clean and personally watch over Wu Gouzi, forbidding any unauthorized personnel from entering.

They gave him another half bottle of alcohol, and if Wu Gouzi had a high fever, they would use the alcohol to wipe his body.

As soon as Wu Gouzi wakes up, notify me immediately!

Then she took a bath and changed her clothes.

This was my first time performing surgery on someone, and it was extremely mentally and physically demanding.

Seeing that Nangong Sheyue and Yin Rou were taking stock of the Divine Arm Bow, Su Mo simply closed his eyes and rested.

This rest lasted for several hours.

Then a voice came through: "Teacher, Wu Gouzi is awake!"

Su Mo's eyes suddenly snapped open!

"go!"

Then, they quickly walked to the factory.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered, Ding Bashi exclaimed urgently, "Sir, Wu Gouzi has come back to life!"

Nangong Sheyue was also there.

Moreover, judging from Su Mo's expression, it was incredibly strange!
(End of this chapter)