MTL - Water Recovery System-Chapter 48

The wind blows from the north, with a biting chill, and it blows on his face like a knife.

It was difficult for everyone to move, so they had to camp on the spot.

Su Yun plucked the rabbits caught by the guards, removed the organs and then marinated them, then secretly picked up the water from the space and started to make rabbit soup.

This rabbit meat is delicious, and the water is the water in the space. Just after boiling, the fragrance has filled the entire camp.

Su Yun deliberately picked the tenderest part of the rabbit's flesh, filled a bowl full and handed it to Sanskrit: "Master Sanskrit, fortunately you can take care of the second brother since this journey. This is a little soup that I made myself, you If you don’t dislike it, you can use some."

Su Yun never saw Su Yichen go to a cook on the way. This was naturally to make Su Yichen feel ashamed.

Contrary to Su Yun's expectation, Shen Jiayan's face not only did not appear ashamed, but was shocked, as if Su Yun had done something rebellious.

"Brother, the monk is compassionate. How can you kill in front of my master and let him eat it?" Shen Jiayan looked at Su Yun accusingly, "Or, how did my master offend you? That's why you So to him?"

Su Yun has forgotten that there is still the same thing. It is not right to take the bowl in his hand or throw it away. If the murderous look in Shen Jiayan's eyes can be turned into substance, Shen Jiayan may have already died a hundred times at this moment.

"I'm sorry, I just thought it was too cold this day, so I wanted to send some soup to warm you up. But I didn't expect my second brother to misunderstand me in this way, I..." Su Yun stopped here. He was so sad that he didn't want to say more.

Fanyin lowered his eyes and pulled Shen Jiayan into his arms to sit still, not at ease, and wrapped him in a cloak.

Later, he looked at Su Yun indifferently: "The poor monk also wants to know where he has offended the donor Su Yun, and has repeatedly framed the poor monk. If the donor is willing to tell, you might as well speak up."

Su Yun stepped back two steps, and there were faint tears in his eyes: "Why does the Sanskrit National Master only listen to the words of the second brother? Have I framed the National Master?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiayan got his head out of the arms of Santophone: "The time in the palace."

"The Chinese medicine master is good, but why is it determined that it was me? Is there any evidence to prove that it was me?" Su Yun asked, gritted his teeth.

His mother used a dark chess that had been in the palace for many years to seal the candle with powder. The palace lady was killed afterwards, and there was no so-called evidence. Su Yun knew this, so he made it extraordinarily confident.

If Shen Jiayan couldn't produce evidence, he could still bite back, saying that the powder was actually made by Shen Jiayan himself. The reason is that Shen Jiayan has long had that nasty idea about the national teacher.

Shen Jiayan blinked: "Brother, from beginning to end, no one has ever told you that my master is Chinese medicine, right?"

Su Yun clenched his fists, only then realized that he was so overwhelmed by the affectionate attitude of the two people that he had said everything that shouldn't be said.

Su Yun couldn't help but glanced at Sanskrit.

Su Yichen moved around, and Fan Yin gathered a cloak for him. In those pair of indifferent eyes, it seemed that except for Su Yichen, he could no longer hold anyone in this world.

It is this kind of unconscious care that sometimes seems more dazzling.

Since you only have him in your eyes, then I will use my own way to make you remember me. Su Yun suddenly smashed the bowl in his hand to the ground: "Fan Yin, you will surely beg on my head the day, I'll wait!"

After that, Su Yun didn't have the face to stay here anymore, and went to the other side of the camp.

Fanyin and Shen Jiayan didn't eat, but there were a lot of guards waiting to eat.

All the way is hard steamed buns and jerky, they have long wanted to eat a hot bite: "Thank you Su Gongzi."

After they thanked them, they took their bowls to the tent and feasted. They only felt that the taste was as delicious as they had never tasted before, and they wished to swallow them with their tongues. In the end, a big pot of soup was left without a drop.

There is less than a day away from Mocheng. The next day, except for Su Yun, Shen Jiayan, and Fanyin, no one could get up.

And those guards all vomited up and down, their faces were sallow, and they didn't even have the strength to walk.

The spring water in Su Yun's space has the effect of detoxification and beauty. These guards are on the way day and night, and the diet is not refined enough, so too many toxins will inevitably accumulate in the body.

Even when Su Yun first started using this spring water, it was gradual. Each of them drank three or four bowls in one breath last night.

The three people who didn't drink the soup last night had nothing to do, and all of them wanted to live in the Maokeng. Obviously, there was a problem with Su Yun's soup last night.

The criminal law is strict. If they miss the time when the medicinal materials are delivered, all the guards will be a dead end after returning!

For a moment, these guards looked at Su Yun's eyes, and they all had hatred.

Fanyin took the pulse for the guards one by one and said: "It's okay, but it's too much. Rest on the spot for a day or two to get rid of the toxins from the body."

"So, the donor Su Yun stayed here to look after them, and the poor monk Tong Yichen delivered the medicine first." Fan Yin quickly made a decision. Even if they can wait, Yu Chi Yan may not last long in Mocheng alone. And the people of Mocheng couldn't afford to wait.

Su Yun is naturally not reconciled. If he sends the medicine over, it will be a great contribution, and the people will definitely be thinking of your goodness in their hearts. With such a good opportunity, he is naturally unwilling to give people his hand: "Master Sanskrit, this medicinal material is so important, I don't feel relieved to give it to outsiders. Why don't you let me go with you."

"Then who are these guards to take care of?" Fanyin asked rhetorically.

Su Yun shifted his gaze to Shen Jiayan: "The second brother has always been the best way to take care of people, and it is most suitable to keep him."

The guards were both grateful for Sannyin's willingness to treat them, and hated Su Yun for causing them to such a terrible level, and they were not willing to stay to take care of them and make up for their mistakes. At the moment, he was very empathetic and said to Sanskrit: "Master Su, you should stay. Only if you stay, we can rest assured!"

In the end, Su Yun stayed reluctantly. After all, he couldn't offend all the guards at once.

As a result, the carriage carrying medicinal materials slowly drove towards Mocheng.

Mocheng, just like its name, is the most barren and barren.

The soil here is not fertile and crops cannot grow. Countless people who have been rooted here have worked for generations, but even the most basic food and clothing are difficult to maintain. Taxes here are all exempted, but there are still many people who are unsustainable. Chaotang transports large quantities of grain here every year.

Now the plague suddenly broke out, and the carriage walked onto the street as if it had entered a dead city.

Those who can escape have already escaped, and those who can't, just stay and wait for death. Everyone’s face was full of silence, from the 60-70-year-old woman to the three- or four-year-old children, they just fell asleep numbly, waiting quietly for the arrival of death.

Shen Jiayan stared at the scene in front of him without blinking. There is no despair that can make people feel more immersive than at this moment.

Suddenly, there was a cold wrist. Shen Jiayan looked down. I saw that the Buddhist string on his wrist was faded by Fanyin, and he was wearing it on his hand, looking at him in confusion.

"I have carried this buddha close to my body since I was a child. It accompanied me to listen to the Dharma. To this day, it has spirituality." There is a faint worry in Sanskrit's eyes, "When I am away, it can protect you."

Shen Jiayan was taken aback at first, and then smiled when he understood Sanskrit's worry: "Master, I have never believed in Buddhism, and I don't know if it can protect me."

While talking, Shen Jiayan put the Buddha string back on the Sanskrit hand over and over again: "But I believe in you, Master, I know you can protect me. So I don’t need it. I want to wear it more than this. The person is you, Master."

Shen Jiayan touched the red beans on the Buddha string, and said softly: "Because, Linglong dice puts red beans on the bones, you know you don't know if you are in love?"

Sannyin didn't speak, and directly took the person into his arms, sniffing the breath of his body, and his whole heart seemed to settle down.

The carriage drove all the way to the government office, and when Yuchi Yan received the news from them, he waited at the gate of the government office early.

The busyness of the past few days made him look a lot clearer, and his clothes looked a bit empty on his body, but his eyes were much more determined, as if the whole person had a backbone.

Seeing that Su Yichen came with him, Yu Chi Yan's eyes were obviously surprised, but he was relieved immediately, and there was more blessing in the eyes of the two of them. "The medicinal materials are put in the warehouse, and you, Fanyin and Su Gongzi, come with me to the study."

Shen Jiayan and Fanyin looked at each other and walked in.

Yuchi Yan closed the doors and windows one by one, and sent soldiers to guard the door. Finally, he carefully took out an old account book from the secret of the study: "Look at this."

Fanyin opened the account book, and a musty breath came over his face.

Sanskrit only turned a few pages, then closed it abruptly, his expression changed slightly: "Where did you come from, this ledger?"

"I have been chased by the killer four times and poisoned three times these days." Yu Chiyan smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for someone to rescue me, I'm afraid they would have succeeded."

"Then what do you plan to do?" Fanyin asked after putting the ledger back in place, "This matter must affect the whole body, do you know?"

"I know. But I still plan to uproot." Yu Chiyan said, eyes firm.