Chapter 415 A Pilgrim's Dream
Herba Epimedii, very bitter, very cold. Enters the Liver and Gallbladder Meridians.
After dinner, Yan Lang said that he would first treat Yun Chen’s internal injuries and replenish his body that had been overdrawn during the battle.
But if you want to treat your ears, you need to find the snake gall grass that grows on rocks.
Although it is impossible to completely restore her hearing to the same level as before, it can at least be improved by 60%.
Upon hearing the news, the soldiers of the Huwei Army were all happy for their general.
Rong Yi, Luo Dongdong and Fu Lin led their teams out every day to look for snake gall grass, searching everywhere, on the rocks and under the stones.
Some of the Black Scale Cavalrymen who had been hiding along the border and were reluctant to leave, were scattered in the woods, watching the Tiger Might Army turning over stones one by one, and couldn't help but complain in their hearts:
What does this mean? Is Cloud Tiger back on the offensive? Looking for us under a palm-sized rock? Who are they insulting?
Yun Chen and Yan Lang went together to search for spiritual deer in places with dense forests and clear waters.
She wanted to find that spiritual deer placenta as a reward for Yan Lang treating her ears.
"Hey, kid, it was tiger colostrum before, and now it's deer vernix. What do you want these weird things for?"
Yun Chen is hard of hearing and has a loud voice, and his voice makes Yan Lang's head buzz.
He rubbed his ears and said, "Ninety-nine out of the world, refine oneself and enter the world."
After saying this, Yun Chen was still waiting for him to explain, but he just closed his mouth and stopped talking, returning to his usual indifferent look.
Yun Chen pondered for a moment, "Does this mean I need to find ninety-nine things related to 'birth' to refine them into medicine to cure your illness?"
"Yes," Yan Lang said, "but it's just a medicine lead. I found a prescription in an ancient book. If you want to treat soul separation syndrome, the medicine lead is secondary, and 'Dragon Ash' is the main one."
"Dragon's ashes? My God, are there really dragons in the world?" Yun Chen wanted to say, even if there are, why would someone burn a piece of them to cure you?
Sure enough, finding the medicine inducer is difficult, and finding the medicine is even more difficult.
Yun Chen asked him, "How many of the ninety-nine medicinal ingredients have you collected?"
"Ninety-eight kinds." Yan Lang replied.
Yun Chen instantly perked up, "Then the only thing missing is the deer placenta?!"
Yan Lang nodded. He knew Yun Chen was happy for him, but for him, what difference would it make even if he collected all ninety-nine medicinal ingredients?
If we can't find the "Dragon Ashes" as medicine, all our efforts will be in vain.
He has been searching for the medicine for so many years, searching one by one, seeking bit by bit, just to give himself a little hope and comfort.
But the result is the same as now, still trapped in this small body.
"All my efforts in searching for Penglai were but a dream!" Yan Lang sighed deeply, and walked quietly into the depths of the forest with his hands behind his back.
Although he still looked small, his back looked lonely and disappointed, which made Yun Chen feel uncomfortable.
She ran forward, deliberately put her arm around Yanlang's shoulders, and smiled to comfort him:
"As the saying goes, 'You may search high and low for something, but it's easy to find.' Let's get this last ingredient first. Who knows, we might even encounter a dragon that's so depressed it's burned itself to death. We can just grab the ashes and we'll be done!"
Yan Lang looked at her as if she were a fool, trying to break free from her inappropriate physical contact, but she suddenly let go of his hand and rushed forward like a hare, her movements light and silent, and she made a gesture to him to keep quiet.
Looking at his empty shoulders again, Yan Lang felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. He quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly at himself:
What are you thinking about? Wanting Yun Chen? Even a pipe dream won't come true.
Otherwise, that cautious, suspicious and jealous man would not have sent him to Nan Country and designed an encounter just to ask him to do his best to cure Yun Chen's ear.
There are tens of thousands of men in this world, but the only one that person can feel at ease with is him, a cripple who cannot have any human relations.
"Little brother!! Come here quickly!" Yun Chen kept shouting in a low voice, interrupting Yan Lang's confused thoughts.
With a confused mind, Yan Lang stepped forward and hid in the bushes alongside Yun Chen.
I saw a spirit deer giving birth in the soft grass, slightly raising its spotted head and making soft low sounds.
Yan Lang was only ordered to come and treat Yun Chen's ears. It was true that he was looking for the medicine, but it was more of an excuse. He never thought that he could actually find the spiritual deer.
Yun Chen watched intently, constantly adjusting the position of the bamboo tube in his hand, waiting to rush over and take the vernix caseosa that was as thin as a cicada's wing from the deer's body.
She didn't notice that Yan Lang's expression was becoming increasingly gloomy.
It was like a beautiful dream was about to come to an end. Obtaining the vernix meant that all the medicinal ingredients were collected, but it was impossible to find the "Dragon Ashes". Yan Lang's dream of curing the disease was about to end.
Looking at the little deer struggling to stand up, Yan Lang's eyes trembled and mist slowly filled his eyes.
He reached out to pull Yun Chen's sleeve, wanting to say, "Forget it, let's take it next time." He still wanted to stay in this beautiful dream that might allow him to recover for a while longer.
But the heartless Yun Chen didn't notice his emotions at all, and rushed out, grabbed the deer, and started scratching it with a bamboo knife. The spirit deer was frightened and neighed continuously. Thinking that she was going to do something to hurt the deer, it hit her madly with its head.
Yun Chen could only carefully scrape the deer's body while desperately using his hands to block the deer's attack, muttering in a very funny way:
"Sister Lu! You've already given birth! What a waste of vernix! Why don't you give me some? I'll use it to treat people's illnesses! Hey, hey, don't bite, don't bite—just help me today, or tomorrow I'll announce that the entire army is not allowed to eat venison, okay? Ah, it hurts!"
Finally, with the spirit deer biting Yun Chen's arm tightly, she finally collected enough vernix caseosa to fill half a bamboo tube and waved it happily towards Yan Lang.
"Little brother! Am I awesome?"
Yan Lang calmly wiped away the darkness from the corners of his eyes and curled his lips as a token of gratitude.
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