Free Wilderness 09

The Owl Witch Doctor and his family had already moved underground.

Dried medicinal herbs and stone and bone fragments engraved with precious healing methods are placed in this area.

On top of these dry herbs, a layer of bark brushed with refined oil was laid.

Owls don't allow family members to enter this area.

He was squinting his eyes and about to start his first inspection of medicinal herbs in the rainy season when there was a loud bang outside.

The sound was so loud that even a hard-of-hearing owl could hear it clearly, and it scared him so much that he shivered.

He calmed his heart, but before he could calm down completely, a charred bird shadow appeared above his head, pried open the door of their house as if it knew the way there, and flew all the way into the basement.

It was raining so heavily outside, but there was not a trace of moisture on the bird, and its body was covered with flames that had not yet been completely extinguished.

The owl screamed: "Fire! Fire! Oh my God! Don't set everything on fire! My medicinal herbs..."

"I can't light yours!" Guhuo Bird hurriedly placed the small wooden bowl in front of the owl, "Let me see it quickly, it's so hot!"

All the Nirvana Fire in her body was absorbed into her body, and the already dry basement became even drier.

The owl didn't care about anything else and carefully checked the condition of its cubs.

Reaching out and touching it, "It's so hot?"

Ye Lu: "At first, it was only a little hot. I tried to cool it down but it didn't go down, so I hurried over. I took good care of it all the way here, but in just a short while since I flew here, the temperature has already risen so high..."

She talked about what she did at home, and then what she ate before she fell ill. Her tone was flustered and her words became increasingly disorganized.

"Don't panic."

"I'm not panicking. I'm calm."

“…”

The owl pretended not to notice the Guhuo bird's tightly clenched wings, pried open the cub's eyelids and took a look, then pinched the cub's back acupoints and slowly injected a trace of mental power.

He remembered that the child's spiritual power had been awakened long ago. With a trace of spiritual power protecting his body, it would be easy to recover even if he got sick.

The owl witch doctor intended to guide the little fellow's spiritual power to circulate within his body, but when his spiritual power probed in, he felt like he had entered a spider's web hole, a tangled mess.

There are actually four mental powers entangled together!

The owl's scalp exploded and it immediately retreated.

When we first investigated, we only knew that this child's spiritual power had awakened early, but when we investigated again this time, we found that the spiritual power in this child's meridians was like this.

"Unheard of! Unheard of!" The owl lowered his voice. "You've given birth to a freak!"

He explained the situation to Guhuo Bird and said, "If there was only one, it would be fine. I could guide his spiritual power to smooth out the Qi in his body. But now, no one can move rashly. The four spiritual powers in his body are in a balanced state. If anyone moves, the spiritual power will be disrupted, and then it will be really difficult to save him!"

Guhuo Bird's heart sank: "What should we do then?"

The owl turned around and searched for antipyretic medicine, but he also had to consider whether the medicine was mild and the cub could tolerate it.

He carefully picked up a few doses of medicine, then quickly ground them into powder, added water, and made it into a paste.

"I'll go make the medicine. You can apply this ointment on the child first."

"good."

But even after applying the ointment and forcing himself to drink the medicine boiled by the owl, Ning Ren's body temperature still did not subside.

A tense atmosphere gradually filled the small basement.

[It’s definitely okay, it’s definitely okay, damn! Even though I know Ah Zai is the protagonist and nothing will happen, why am I still so nervous?!]

[I pulled up a few pictures for comparison. Compared to Chaos City and Lanhuadis, the medical level in ancient times was really backward.]

[At this time, many medicinal herbs hadn't been discovered yet, so it seems like we were using the same few over and over again. However, it's true that every medicinal herb that can be used for treatment has to be tested, and it's not something that can be done overnight...]

[The cub has suffered QAQ]

[The morality of this live broadcast room cannot be speculated by common sense. If it is really sent and we are punished, the anchor will be so happy ()]

The host was not happy. The system bit the small handkerchief that appeared out of nowhere and stretched it tightly.

This is not a real plot, and mistakes can be corrected. But every time the kid is sick, it is really uncomfortable.

...I really don't know how to remove this debuff.

The baby bird in the small wooden bowl was breathing rapidly, its chest rising and falling noticeably, and its body was trembling slightly.

There is no trace of his usual lively and energetic look.

Owl sighed, "I've tried my best. Whether he can survive this or not depends on himself. If he can get through it and the fever subsides, then he'll be fine. But..."

Even if you can't get through it, you can still reduce the fever naturally, after all, the corpse will be cool.

God is fair. The Guhuo bird tribe has a long, almost eternal lifespan, but there is only one lonely bird.

God gave another child, but he was born blind and had no destiny to achieve nirvana.

He took some ten tablets.

"Boil it twice a day, and there's no effect after five days... Just consider yourself unlucky."

The owl shook its head, believing that it was unlikely that this weak bird cub would survive.

There were only a few treatments. How many cubs had these witch doctors seen suddenly succumbing to high fever? Even the strongest ones were dangerous, let alone those who were born with deficiencies.

Fortunately, their ancestor didn't spend long with the baby.

The ancestor lived a long life and had a lot of experience. Even if the child didn't survive this time, the ancestor should not be too sad.

"This basement is pretty big. I'll ask the kids to clean it up. After a few days of rest, you can leave."

There is wind, rain, thunder and lightning outside now. If we go back and there is another emergency, it will be too late.

The owl medicine man said all that needed to be said and did all that needed to be done.

His two grown-up children quickly came over and cleaned up the place, making it suitable for temporary residence and convenient for boiling medicine.

Ye Lu said thank you silently.

Owl took the next dose of medicine to boil, and the place became quiet.

There was a low wooden table next to the makeshift bed, and Ning Ren was curled up in a wooden bowl on the table.

The basement was too cramped, and Night Heron's original form had to become very small to stretch out here. She moved closer to the wooden bowl.

The young bird chirped twice in pain, with a crying tone, and its beak slightly opened to assist in breathing.

As if he smelled her scent, he leaned his head towards the direction of the Guhuo Bird.

The guhuo bird stretched out its wings, and the young bird skillfully clung to the tips of its mother's wings, with tears streaming from the corners of its eyes.

She didn't cry like this when she was force-fed medicine just now, but now when she hugged her, she seemed to have suffered a great injustice.

The crying sounded so soft and weak that it made people feel heartbroken.

The gaze of the Guhuo bird gradually became deep and incomprehensible.

She usually appears lazy, unwilling to think too deeply or see too clearly.

God's kindness allowed her to experience the pain of being bullied only when she was first born.

She had no one to protect her and was particularly vulnerable to death. She experienced several nirvanas and so she worked hard to grow up, wanting to defeat all the species that bullied her.

But when she finally became strong enough, she discovered that those who had bullied her were all old...

Some have died.

A premature death from natural causes, an accident, a vendetta, or being hunted...

Some of them can only live for a few years, but their descendants have already reproduced for several generations.

She stepped on the heads of those who bullied her and listened to their pleas for mercy. The imagined passionate revenge scenes of "Don't bully the poor young man after thirty years of ups and downs" were not interesting at all.

Later, she began to make friends. Because she was alone and had no fellow tribesmen and no trivial matters to do, she followed her friends to help deal with some matters in her/their tribe.

From time to time, she flirts with handsome boys and girls, living a free and easy life without any constraints.

But the Guhuo bird was born from nature and had no ability or qualifications to pass on offspring. She was just teasing for fun.

Later, the friends became old friends and became leaders and elders of various tribes, holding high positions and power, while she still looked very young.

The passing of time is clear and unforgettable, yet as vague as the wind when we first met.

What was unforgettable was the moment when all the friends she knew left, and what was vague was that she always felt that she first met these people just yesterday.

She sent away one close friend after another, and from being sad to getting used to being calm, gradually, she became an elder and the ancestor of the bird clan in the mouths of her friends' descendants.

Her youthful vigor was worn away, and she became more and more casual, lazy, and unwilling to think deeply about the essence of things.

She is even more unwilling to confide in her friends because in the end she will be the only one who will be sad.

In a life that is so long that it is almost eternal, ninety percent of the people she knows are just passers-by who will be forgotten in the dust of her memory.

She never thought that one day she would have her own tribe and cubs who were related to her by blood.

She was happy and joyful.

Later, when she learned that the child was weak and unable to achieve nirvana, she was only depressed for a while.

She thought, then I should be nice to this cub. When he gets old, she can call him grandpa! She was quite happy when she first thought of this, but later she stopped thinking so.

She took care of it more and more attentively, and the place this cub occupied in her heart became deeper and deeper. She found it interesting to watch the bird wandering around every day.

She wanted him to live a few more years, a little longer, a little longer.

This child was different to her from any other, nothing like him.

Guhuo Bird: "Baby."

She stroked the cub's head and said softly, "The fur on your back hasn't fully grown yet. You look so ugly that it's a disgrace to our Guhuo Bird Clan."

"You'll look great after a while. When you recover from your illness, I'll teach you how to fly. When your feathers grow back, you'll be the most beautiful bird in the family!"

The occasional voices made people feel safe, but her constant chattering was too noisy.

Ning Ren forced her to mutter something and regain some consciousness. The young bird, which had been clinging to her with its tippy wings, suddenly tried to turn over and weakly covered its ears with its little wings.

“…”

The Guhuo bird whimpered twice, turned the cub over and faced it towards her, and said even more sadly: "You are so sick and confused that you don't even know where your mother is. Poor little thing..."

The young bird flapped its wings twice, trying to block its mother's mouth, but eventually fell asleep.

The mumbling voice slowly stopped, and the basement suddenly became extremely quiet. Guhuo Bird looked at Ning Ren: "I have thought of a name for you, it's called——"

"Chang Yuan."

Yuan means longevity.

May you live a long and healthy life, year after year.