Master Fang Yi's mouth twitched, "If you believe it, it will work; if you don't believe it, it will disappear.
If even the believer himself does not believe and his intentions are unfulfilled, how can he move the gods to respond?"
Master Fang Yi spoke so seriously that Xia Yiqian almost believed it. Isn't this just a lie?
The reason why your wish did not come true is because you were not sincere. It is your fault and you cannot blame the gods.
If you are sincere with all your heart, how can you doubt God? It is just that the time has not come yet.
As a zombie, Xia Yiqian suddenly wanted to believe in science. The old monk's words were unreliable, but he did have some tricks up his sleeve.
She said expressionlessly, "Wait a moment, I'll go find some herbs to stop the bleeding."
Having said that, he stood up and went to Qingyun Temple to look for herbs.
Master Fang Yi: "Thank you, female donor."
The Qingyun Sword is the sword of the master of Qingyun Temple. It carries a strong aura that is not something an ordinary person who has not yet practiced qi can withstand.
This is also the reason why Master Fang Yi’s wound could not heal and the bleeding continued after he was injured.
Fortunately, the herbs that can heal injuries caused by strong energy are common herbs, and they can be found in the forest behind Qingyun Temple.
After a while, Xia Yiqian brought over a large pile of herbs, and the others looked at her with strange eyes.
How should I put it? Those weeds looked like ordinary grasses, and they didn't look like Chinese medicine at all.
But having seen Xia Yiqian's abilities before, no one dared to question them now.
Xia Yiqian took the herbs and wanted to use her ability to crush them all, but then she thought that she was disguised as a human, and it didn't seem good if a dark evil aura suddenly appeared.
Thinking about it, she remembered the costume TV series she had watched two days ago, so it was natural for her to hand the large bunch of herbs in her hand to Huang Yangyang.
"Chew up all this grass."
Huang Yangyang: ???
The expression on Huang Yangyang's face twisted. It was okay for her to eat a lot of vegetables in her diet meals, but in order to maintain her figure, she shouldn't have to eat weeds on the street, right?
But when he thought that Xia Yiqian didn't ask anyone else but him to chew the medicine, another idea popped up in his mind.
He looked at Xia Yiqian very seriously, and there was even a hint of eagerness in his eyes.
“Is it because my saliva is different from others that it has a certain effect on this medicine?
What's that word called?
Yes! Medicine lead! "
There was a hint of excitement in Huang Yangyang's tone. No wonder he was able to come to this show. It turned out that this was not a coincidence, but it was really because he was different from ordinary people!
Xia Yiqian: ...
Xia Yiqian tilted her head, looking at a mentally retarded person, and answered very frankly: "There is no medicine, this herb is too bitter, I don't want to chew it.
He was injured like this because of you, isn't it your duty to do this for him?"
Huang Yangyang's face suddenly twisted. It turned out that he had been wrong just now! He thought he had some hidden attributes, how powerful!
I glanced down at the herbs in my arms and thought, how bitter can it be?
Master Fang Yi was indeed injured again in order to save him, and there is a live broadcast now, so he has to chew it whether he wants to or not, there is no way out!
Thinking of this, Huang Yangyang gritted his teeth, stuffed a piece of grass into his mouth like a brave man, and bit it hard.
“Ugh~”
A pungent and bitter taste rushed straight to the top of Huang Yangyang's head. He couldn't help but vomit it out. He even vomited out most of his breakfast because of the severe nausea.
While spitting it out, he ignored his assistant's frantic waving of his hands to stop, and said angrily, "F*ck! Why is this so bitter?"
Xia Yiqian covered her nose and moved away in small steps.
If she hadn't promised Master Fang Yi, she would have disappeared in a matter of minutes.
So disgusting!
Tao Yang looked at Huang Yangyang, and now he felt a sour feeling in his stomach.
Is this person stupid?
When Xia Yiqian brought those herbs over, he hadn't even washed them and they were still covered in dirt. He was still stuffing them into his mouth? Wasn't he worried that the herbs would get wet by the passing dogs?
The more Tao Yang thought about it, the more disgusted he felt. However, he didn't want to keep watching the guest vomiting. He went against the crew's principle of not participating in the interaction with the guests and signaled someone to take the herbs.
His gaze fell on Xia Yiqian, and he asked sincerely, "Is it enough to just crush these things into small pieces? Or is there something else to it?"
Among the staff members who came with them this time was a young girl who loved drinking fruit juice. She happened to have brought a small cooking cup with her, so she just blended the herbs directly without any requests.
Xia Yiqian: "Just crush it."
The staff got the information and immediately took the large bunch of herbs to squeeze the juice. After a while, they brought back a large bowl of dark green mud with a skeptical look on their faces.
This thing doesn't look like it meets hygiene standards, and the wound on Master Fang Yi's arm is so deep that the bone is visible. Is it really okay to use this thing?
Don't get infected by then, or the snow plums will wither and you will die.
Although she didn't quite believe Xia Yiqian had this ability, she still brought the large bowl of soup to Xia Yiqian and asked, "Master Xia, do you think this is okay?"
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