Chapter 663 Past events that disappeared in the wind and snow
The news about a powerful doctor coming out of the Wolf Blood King Camp quickly spread, and many people who had seen it said that the doctor's methods were like miracles and beyond imagination.
On the first day, because the news had not yet been fully circulated, not many people came. In the afternoon, Gus simply pulled the injured and sick slaves in the King's Camp to let Heshia treat them.
On the second day, the number of people who heard the news increased significantly, and they lined up in a long line outside the tent.
On the third day, Gus felt that it would be a shame not to charge more money at this time, so the price of seeing a doctor was increased again, and even an additional fee would be added according to the severity of the disease. On
the fourth day, almost everyone in the King's Camp knew about the existence of this magical doctor, and many people from the surrounding settlements also rushed over.
On the fifth day, Heshia was busy all morning, and finally took advantage of the break time to go out for a walk at noon.
There were not many food stalls in the Wolf Blood King Camp. Heshia had eaten barbecue several times in a row at noon, and she was a little tired of it today.
What should I eat? Heshia walked on the street and glanced.
There are many stalls that cook stewed meat soup here. They put meat, skin, fat, vegetables and some seasonings into the pot and boil them. Then they serve them to customers. It can be said that the method is the simplest and the requirements for ingredients are also very broad. If it weren't for the lack of spices, there is always a smell of mutton or stinky fish. Heshia might try it.
Sure enough, she still doesn't want to touch this kind of thing. She shook her head and turned to the only shop selling baked bread. Although this shop is expensive and tastes bland, it is at least acceptable.
Walking into the bakery, there is a faint sweet fragrance in the stone house. There are not many customers here. After all, eating bread is indeed a luxury.
The sporadic customers chat with the owner. It seems that they are regular customers. Occasionally, they sneak a glance at a woman in a purple gauze dress in the store. She is tall and has her hair tied up. Her face is covered with a veil. There are silver pendants on her ears. As she walks, she sways gently, reflecting a little bit of brilliance. With the looming face of the veil, there is a special charm.
After taking the selected bread to the front desk, the woman took out the five blood-stamped copper coins issued by Wangying and placed them on the table, making a jingling sound.
"Three loaves of bread cost a total of 42 blood-stamped paper coins. I'll give you 8 blood-stamped paper coins." The owner quickly put the silver coins into the drawer, then took out 8 old parchment blood-stamped paper coins and handed them to the woman.
When taking the banknotes, their fingers touched slightly, and the owner seemed to have a sudden happiness and joy, and his eyes narrowed.
"Can you tell me about the recent events in Wangying? I haven't been here for a long time." The woman was not in a hurry to leave, and still leaned against the front desk. The whiteness of her chest attracted the attention of several people at the front desk.
"Recent events..." The owner seemed a little obsessed, and his mind was not very clear.
"Oh, yes, a famous doctor has come to Wangying recently. It is said that he has an agreement with Wangying's housekeeper to stay here for a few days to treat various patients who come and go."
"Oh, what kind of person is that doctor?"
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After that, the two of them talked and asked one by one, and the owner and the people at the front desk slowly pieced together what happened during this period.
While they were talking, Heshia had actually chosen the bread, but she didn't rush over at this time. She stood aside and listened to how others described and viewed her.
"That doctor is so powerful, wasn't there any rumor before?" The woman was curious, her voice was a little charming, and compared to her slightly mature figure, she was a little unexpectedly young.
"This... I don't know. Some people seem to say that the doctor should have come from the east. There was an insect plague there, and he came here to buy food. He probably fled here."
Seeing that she couldn't get any specific details, the woman changed the subject again, "When I came here, someone said that they saw the butterfly-eyed species. I heard that this species has not appeared on the grassland for more than ten years."
"Yes, it seems that the doctor's tent treatment this time is related to the butterfly-eyed species. At that time, there was a butterfly-eyed slave..."
Just as the two were talking, an idle guest on the side also wanted to attract the woman's attention, so he interrupted.
"I know that at that time, Lord Ge Si strictly investigated the matter of bringing butterfly-eyed slaves into the city privately, and beheaded the slave trader."
"Why is it so important? Isn't it just a slave?" Someone was puzzled.
"You don't know this..." At this point, the guest lowered his voice.
"In the past, this grassland was not dominated by the wolf-blood species alone. The butterfly-eye species was also a powerful force at that time. But later, the wolf-blood queen was promoted. She led the wolf-blood species and a group of settlements to kill the butterfly-eye species and flee. Now they are nowhere to be seen." "
The cat-tail species, fox-tail species, and the rare willow-elves species were all vassals of the butterfly-eye species in the past, hehe." After saying this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw everyone looking at him so intently.
"Most people don't know about this kind of thing. I heard it from my grandfather." No one on the grassland records history. Many things are often forgotten when people at that time no longer come.
After talking about this topic, everyone was satisfied, and the purple-clothed woman also left the store with bread.
Seeing the other party leave, Tilan looked at it for a while, and then walked to the front desk to pay the bill.
"A piece of bread costs 15 paper blood seals." Paper blood seals are seals with special dyes stamped on parchment. This is the most basic currency in the king's camp, and it is very simple to make.
Tilan took out a few coins from her waist bag. These copper and silver coins were obviously much more delicate and were also made by craftsmen in the king's camp.
"Okay." After collecting the money, the shopkeeper handed the bread to Tilan.
The girl walked on the road while tearing the bread and eating it. The taste was a bit like sawdust, but not so hard, with a little salty taste after fermentation. Tilan recalled the news she had just heard and the purple-clothed woman not long ago.
Obviously, the woman used charm spells, but she was very skilled and the process was very smooth, which did not attract the attention of the shopkeeper and the guests. Under her deliberate guidance, a lot of valuable information was obtained.
This kind of spell is very similar to the way Lu Qing, the leader of the foxtail species, used it. Either this woman is also a superior species of a new race, or her race has a certain charm ability.
When she heard the news about the Butterfly-Eyed Clan, her emotions obviously fluctuated greatly. It seemed that she must be someone related to the Butterfly-Eyed Clan. And when talking about the Wolf-Blood Clan, this woman also had some hidden hostility, but she concealed it very well and did not show it. If Tilan was not a singer, she would not be able to detect it.
This purple-clothed woman probably came for the prisoner of the butterfly-eyed species. It happened that the butterfly-eyed species was rescued by herself. It seems that the other party will come to the door sooner or later. I just don't know whether it will be sneaky or blatant.
After eating half of the bun, Tilan really didn't want to continue. Looking at the remaining half, she turned her head and gave it to a begging child on the street, and then returned to the tent in the middle of the king's camp.
In the afternoon, there was another busy period. Many of the patients this time came from other places, and their conditions were also more difficult, otherwise they would not have been dragged on.
"In the past few years, I feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker. Could it be that I have some kind of cancer?" A skinny man walked into the tent, and his slanted eyebrows looked at the doctor wearing a bird-beak mask.
"Sit down first." Tilan walked over, raised her fingers slightly, and a faint halo of light ripples spread, checking the other person's physical condition like a scanner.
After these days of high-intensity actual combat, her medical level and proficiency can be said to have risen sharply.
After the examination, Tilan tilted her head and thought about it, and changed to another detection mode, and put her hand down after a few minutes.
Seeing that the legendary doctor was silent, the man's heart gradually sank to the bottom, and his voice was also filled with fear and terror, "Can I still be saved, doctor?"
"Where did you get the pendant on your chest?" Tilan suddenly asked.
"Pendant." The other party suddenly thought of something and quickly pulled out the pendant inside the collar. The pendant was a beautiful light green color, as if it was glowing faintly.
"Bring a stone box here." Tilan ordered the guards at the door of the tent.
Although they didn't quite understand, these guards had received countless bribes from people who cut in line in the past few days thanks to Tilan, so they would try their best to meet Tilan's requirements.
"Stone box?" Although they were a little puzzled, the two guards mounted their horses and rushed to the market.
About ten minutes later, two people came with a stone box, which seemed to be used to hold jewelry.
"Put the pendant in it." Tilan asked the other party to put the pendant in the box.
"Are you asking for this pendant as a reward? No problem, as long as you can save me." The skinny man hurriedly did as he was told.
Seeing that the stone box was sealed, Tilan asked someone to put it in the corner.
"This thing is what makes you weak."
"Don't you know that this rare fluorescence is mostly radioactive?" The girl lamented the backwardness of knowledge and education here.
"Radioactive, what is that?" The other party really didn't understand.
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"I mean, that stone is stained with a special curse. It must be sealed with thick rocks to prevent the spread of the curse. And you carry it with you, and your body is corroded by the curse, so you naturally become weak." Tilan had no choice but to explain in words that the other party could understand.
"Ah, it turns out that it has this evil curse. No wonder the leader of the 'Kapoli' settlement died young."
"Kapoli settlement?" Tilan has seen many people on the grassland during this period, but has never heard of this name.
"This is a settlement twenty years ago, but it is gone now. Their leader is a powerful willow elf, and there are many willow elves who are good at weaving under his command. With this, the Kapoli settlement has always been very rich."
"Weaving?" Think about it carefully. The grasslands are almost all animal skin clothes, and other fabrics are extremely rare.
"Yes, they will cultivate special willow trees. The fibers of the willow branches will be very soft after being processed. They are used to weave cloth. Such cloth is very tough and durable, but it is a pity that it is basically not seen now."
After saying this, the skinny man stared at the closed stone box for a while.
"If I had known this, I would not have taken this trophy. I didn't expect it to have such a strong curse."
After saying this, the man walked out of the tent in a daze and slowly disappeared into the street.
He must have accumulated a lot of wealth before he came to Tilan for treatment on the fifth day. Although he is weak now, no one robbed him. It seems that when he was young, he must have been a famous figure at that time.
After the man left, Tilan asked someone to go to the market to find out if there was a lead box. It was too unsafe to seal it with ordinary stones. Although she was not afraid, the people around her probably couldn't resist this radiation.
Unknowingly, the fifth day of treatment was over, and tomorrow would be the last day.
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At night, Tilan came to the cell where the butterfly-eyed man was imprisoned. This was the place she temporarily rented from Wang Ying. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to be locked up in the tent, and it would not be conducive to cleaning.
She has been busy with treatment and procurement these days, and today she has time to come and talk to the other party.
"Can you find me a chair?" Tilan asked the jailer. Over the past few days, although she was not a member of the Wangying, her medical skills and identity had been recognized by most people.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The wolf-blooded guard replied respectfully, and then asked someone to bring a wooden chair.
Sitting in the aisle outside the iron bars, the torch inserted on the side shone light into the damp and cold space inside. The outline of the girl's face was divided into light and dark by light and shadow.
In the cell, the butterfly-eyed man huddled in the corner. The imprisonment of the past few days made him gradually calm down, or rather, a little desperate and heartbroken.
His dark black hair was faintly purple, and there were gray and purple butterfly wings on his back, but now they were already in tatters, with several large holes, as if they had been gnawed by rats. Fortunately, such butterfly wings have no blood vessels, so even if they are injured, they will not be too painful, but they just look very desolate.
"Can you tell me about your origins?" Tilan spoke at this time.
"You should know that I saved you."
After a long time, he slowly raised his head and glanced at the girl sitting outside the iron bars. He had no desire to answer and remained silent.
It's not easy to get along with her, the girl thought in her heart, but as a singer, she always has a way.
The left hand on her knee was raised, and the wrist that looked like a work of art slowly emerged from the sleeve, illuminated by the orange-yellow firelight. There was a silver bracelet made of thin threads on the white wrist. As the wrist swayed slightly, the small bell hanging on it also swayed, making a subtle and pleasant sound.
Like an invisible ripple spreading, the man sitting in the cell fell into a distant dream. It was a verdant and snow-covered forest, and the sound of moving music and singing faintly came from the forest.
The world became particularly quiet, with a kind of tranquility that made people feel at ease. All the pain and turbulent emotions slowly left him, calming down like falling snow, so empty, the heart was as empty as the gray-blue sky, moving away the trivial troubles accumulated in the heart and mind.
The light tranquility made people inevitably fall into memories. The song gradually synchronized with his mood, which made him slowly recall many things from his childhood. Some forgotten memories were picked up from his memory again.
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I don't know how time passed. The forest was still covered with snow, but the song gradually stopped, and everything was empty and quiet.
The slow steps stepped on the snow, and the long boots passed through the forest. The pine needles and grass leaves made a sizzling sound when they stepped on the snow. When the footsteps approached, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and saw the owner of the gray boots.
The girl standing opposite him had silver-gray hair as long as the sky, and she was wearing a hooded cape with falling snow. Her slender waist was outlined by the belt under the cape. When she took off her hood, she revealed a pair of flawless and clear eyes, as if there were thousands of different blue layers in them, making people willing to sink into them.
Through these eyes, he seemed to see a pure and sincere soul, and the emotions conveyed were so sincere that people could not have a trace of blasphemy.
This fairy-tale-like scene made him feel a great sense of relief. Perhaps sleeping here forever was also a reassuring choice.
Everything in the world was too heavy and torturous, and he didn't want to return to that painful body stuck in the mud. If there really was such a flawless girl as the god of death to greet him, he would be willing to accept it and sleep forever.
Unfortunately, the girl didn't want him to fall asleep, but stretched out her hands in front of him.
"Can you tell me your story?"
The hands were reflected in the snow, and the faint blood color on them could be seen, bringing a touch of warmth in this cold world.
It seemed that he had thousands of words to say at this moment, and he also let go of the closed door of his heart and slowly told his story.
Those distant pasts, those forgotten memories, those lost faces.
This is a story about a person who once chased and admired a figure, but finally fell to the ground, watching his familiar companions slowly disappear, and failed.
(End of this chapter)
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