However, Gaji knew that this person in front of him was hiding something. Gaji leaped forward and unleashed all of his knowledge.
At first, Uncle Zhong didn't put Karma in his eyes, but when he started, he realized that he had been careless. Karma looked young, but his abilities were average and had the demeanor of a great master. One look and it was obvious that he had received guidance from a great master and cultivated a high-grade mental cultivation method.
However, he had already lost the initiative. Moreover, Karma's martial arts was a fierce and violent one. If he wanted to move it back, it would not be a matter of a few moves. From the corner of his eye, he saw Han Zhitian's treatment of the patient. It was also at a critical juncture. The dying patient was covered in golden needles. Han Zhitian used both hands, either tapping or twisting. His mind was completely focused on the patient, and he did not allow outsiders to disturb him.
In the blink of an eye, Gaji's fist had already hit him like a storm. The fist seemed to be burning with flames. Before the fist reached him, the wind from the fist had already suffocated him.
Uncle Zhong saw that Gaji was coming at him menacingly. Behind him was Han Zhitian and his wife, so it was impossible for them to wander around. He used both fists to collide with Gaji.
"Bang!"
As if heavy objects had collided, a series of sounds mixed with the scattering of energy pushed the surrounding people more than three feet away.
"Deng Deng"
Gaji took a few steps back. The green stone slab under his feet was broken like a spider web. Ever since he started his martial arts, Gaji had never been so embarrassed. He thought that he was also a warrior in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but today, he suffered losses in the hands of an old man from Central Plains.
Others might not be able to understand, but he knew what was going on. When the two fists collided, the force was scattered in all directions, but most of the scattered force was directed towards him. Other than Uncle Zhong's body swaying a little, his back was not affected at all.
The plague in the tribe had worsened in the past few days. Seeing that his beloved daughter was about to lose her life, the fire in his heart was boiling like a pot of boiling oil.
When she saw Uncle Zhong standing in front of her with his T-step, most of her attention was focused on the young man behind her. The baby in the arms of the woman beside the young man had already woken up. She waved at Uncle Zhong from time to time and smiled foolishly.
He thought of his beloved daughter who was covered in bruises at home and saw that her life was in danger. His eyes were filled with anger, and his heart was filled with fire. Gaji raised his head and looked at the disheveled old man, who had repeatedly made him suffer setbacks. He slammed his fists in front of his chest, and a circle of bright red flames of true energy shot out from between his fists at a speed visible to the naked eye, then covered his entire body.
It was as if he was bathing in a raging fire, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to be much hotter. Uncle Zhong was stunned when he saw Gaji's appearance. He had originally wanted to test this young man and suppress him with every move, but he had already used 80% of his strength in the competition just now.
Seeing that this young man wasn't good and was going to hit the iron plate head-on, he couldn't help but be furious! Left-hand Wang reached out his waist.
"Kacha!"
A single blade had appeared in Uncle Zhong's hand. Although it was called a single blade, the blade was only a foot long. It was more like a chopper. However, with the blade in hand, Uncle Zhong's aura had undergone a huge change.
Gaji felt that Uncle Zhong's entire spirit was concentrated on the blade in his hand, his entire body emitting a fierce and crazy blade intent. The aura locked onto his body, as if the tip of a knife was piercing into his heart, trying to suppress his fighting spirit.
However, he knew that he had suffered a lot. He had used a cultivation method that he had not fully mastered in a moment of anger. He had painstakingly restrained the chaotic true qi in his body and tried his best to make them walk along the established route. There was no possibility of stopping midway.
Puff!
Uncle Zhong's aura locked onto the ferocious saber intent rushing towards him. Gaji felt as if his chest was being hammered, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
However, after spitting out this mouthful of blood, Gaji seemed to feel much better. The veins on Gaji's face bulged, and the fire true qi around his body gathered behind him, condensing into the phantom of a demon god.
However, due to the lack of power in Gaji, the figure was very blurry. If it wasn't for the fact that the fists of the phantom had condensed into a three-part image, it would be impossible to tell that there was a figure behind Gaji.
Ah!
In the blink of an eye, it only took two breaths for Gaji to condense the Demon God's afterimage. Gaji felt that he could no longer restrain the true qi in his body. With a roar, he smashed his fists at Uncle Zhong.
At this moment, the demonic shadow behind Gaji condensed to the extreme and suddenly dissipated. It gathered on Gaji's fists and condensed into a pair of red flaming fists that covered Gaji's fists. This pair of fists had condensed to 50% of its original form.
When he saw Uncle Zhong pointing his blade at the sky, the moment he punched out, he felt Uncle Zhong's energy suddenly dissipate, followed by a crazy, destructive, and overbearing blade intent.
A saber light that seemed to be brighter than the sun flashed over. At this moment, Kagi clearly felt his own insignificance and fragility.
Gaji clearly felt the gap between him and Uncle Zhong. This punch would probably be his last.
In a split second, Gaji's thoughts were clear and his true energy was flowing smoothly. He was able to display 10% of his abilities.
Just as the two were about to collide, a figure suddenly appeared between them. That figure was as fast as lightning, his left hand holding onto Gaji's fist and his right hand holding onto Uncle Zhong's blade.
When Uncle Gaji Zhong saw that there was one more person between the two of them, he wanted to withdraw his qi in shock, but the qi in his hand had already erupted naturally.
A green light flashed on the man's hands, and the Qi around his body appeared to be in a strange spiral shape. The Qi of the two people circled around the man before attacking each other.
At this moment, the figure raised both of his hands and raised both of them into the sky. The two of them exploded with their qi and rushed straight at Niu Dou!
The blazing fist force, the snow-white saber light, and the green energy mixed with it wanted to pierce through the sky.
Gaji only felt his dantian empty, and his feet almost collapsed on the spot. He didn't have time to say anything and sat down cross-legged to circulate his qi.
Uncle Zhong put his knife back into the box. Seeing the figure, he knew that it must be Han Zhitian who had finished his medical treatment behind him, so he didn't stand on ceremony and sat down cross-legged to regulate his breathing with Gaji.
When he finished practicing Karma, he opened his eyes and saw his wife standing beside him with his daughter in her arms. His daughter had fallen asleep in his wife's arms, but it was not the same as when he went out. Her complexion had improved a lot.
He saw that the young man was treating the people in the tribe. There was a group of young people from the tribe and a witch doctor helping him.
Gaji was not an ungrateful person. When his wife saw him wake up from his meditation, she whispered a few words into his ear. It turned out that the young man was called Han Zhitian. After Han Zhitian separated himself from Uncle Zhong, the patient he treated behind him slowly woke up and asked for water to drink. Han Zhitian instructed his family to carry the patient in and let him recuperate. He would recover in a few days.
When Gaji and Uncle Zhong were fighting, a guard rushed back to tell Gaji's wife, Ah Zhu. Ah Zhu was eager to save her daughter, and with a glimmer of hope, she carried her daughter and ran over. Just in time for the infected patient to wake up, she ran to Han Zhitian and knelt on the ground, begging Han Zhitian to help save her daughter.
At that time, Jin Ling 'er had not been infected with the plague for long, but because the child's body was not as strong as an adult's, it was not very serious, but it was about to kill her.
Han Zhitian saw that the child was about the same size as his own daughter, covered in bruises and barely breathing. He quickly helped Zhu up and took the child over for treatment.
At this time, the woman in green also stood up. It turned out that the daughter in her arms had woken up and was curious to see what her father was doing. When she saw Han Zhitian put Jin Ling 'er on the table, she pointed at Jin Ling' er and said to her mother,""Little sister, little sister!"
When the woman in green heard her daughter say this, she seemed very happy. She shook her daughter twice and said,"Linglong is so obedient. That's my sister. She's sick. Daddy will help her recover and then you can play with Linglong.”The sound was like a golden pearl falling into the water, and a silver bottle was broken. Just by listening to the voice, one could tell that behind the veil was a peerless beauty.
When the girl heard her mother say that, she seemed to be very interested in Han Zhitian and said in a childish voice,""Daddy, cure your sister."
Han Zhitian did not pay attention to the conversation between his daughter and wife. He was fully focused on treating the girl in front of him. The woman in green did not seem to be offended. It was as if she liked the way he focused his mind on treating the patient and the way he treated her wholeheartedly. She stood beside him again.
Han Zhitian rolled up his sleeves and with Zhu's help, he started to perform acupuncture on Jin Ling 'er. When Han Zhitian was treating Jin Ling 'er, the surrounding onlookers carried the patients infected with the plague in their homes. However, Han Zhitian had just treated the daughter of the leader, the princess of the tribe, so no one came forward to seek treatment.
Seeing that Han Zhitian had finished treating Jin Ling 'er, everyone went forward and knelt in front of Han Zhitian, begging him to save their loved ones.
When Han Zhitian saw the situation in front of him, he could also tell that Zhu's status in the tribe was not low, so he whispered a few words to Zhu. Seeing that her daughter had recovered and her life was safe, Zhu was extremely grateful to Han Zhitian, so she naturally had no objections to his words.
Ah Zhu called over the witch doctor and guards in the tribe to maintain order. She set up a few large pots and began to boil the medicine. Han Zhitian first treated the seriously ill and dying plague patients. As for the less serious ones, he would wait until the soup was ready before he drank a big bowl of it for everyone.
Therefore, when Gaji woke up from his meditation, he saw a group of people lying down and waiting for Han Zhitian's treatment, while another group of people lined up in a few big pots to drink medicine.
Gaji stood up and walked over to Han Zhitian. Han Zhitian had just finished treating someone. He stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Gaji took two steps forward and cupped his fists.
"Thank you, benefactor, for helping our tribe!”
After saying that, he was about to kneel down, but Han Zhitian held up both of Gaji's arms with both hands, not letting Gaji kneel down. Han Zhitian said,""It is the duty of a doctor to save the dying and heal the injured. I just arrived in your esteemed place and did not report it before causing many misunderstandings.”
When Han Zhitian said this, his face turned red. This abrupt and forgiving tone seemed to have to be swapped. Fortunately, he was a red-faced man, so he couldn't tell.
Fortunately, Han Zhitian continued,"Leader!"
Who knew that Gaji would wave his hand and interrupt Han Zhitian,""What leader? He's just an arrogant person who looks at the sky from the bottom of a well!”As he spoke, he looked at Uncle Zhong uncomfortably and continued,"My name is Gaji. If brother doesn't mind, you can call me brother Gaji!”
Han Zhitian laughed out loud." Then it would be impolite of me to refuse. Brother Gaji, I don't really understand the customs of this tribe. There are some things I don't know."
Gaji saw the hesitation in Han Zhitian's words and said,""Elder brother is too polite. If you have anything to say, just say it.”
When Han Zhitian heard what Gaji said, he said,""When I entered the tribe, I saw that many families had placed the corpses of the dead in front of their doors. They hadn't buried them yet. When I walked here, I realized that the person placed in front of this family's door was still alive. I couldn't bear to see him die in vain.”
Han Zhitian first explained the reason for his treatment, then continued,"" Brother Gaji, forgive me for being blunt, but this plague is ferocious and takes effect quickly. It is difficult to treat it in the later stages, and what is even more terrifying is that it has the characteristics of infection. Placing the dead in front of the door is no different from placing poison between bowls and chopsticks.”
Hearing Han Zhitian's words, Gaji's expression turned serious. He pondered for a moment and said,"Then what do you think we should do?”
Han Zhitian picked up a tree branch beside him and wrote the names of a few herbs on the ground,""This plague is stuck in the heart and lungs, making it difficult for people to breathe and their minds chaotic. The prescription I just prescribed is for people infected with the plague.”
As he spoke, Han Zhitian pointed at the pots and continued,""The herbs in this prescription aren't precious. The Hundred Thousand Mountains shouldn't lack them. If you collect them one by one, you can boil them into medicinal soup and let the people in the tribe who have not been infected with the plague consume them. It has a certain preventive effect.”
After hearing this, Gaji waved his hand and summoned a few witch doctors to record down the prescription and prepare it.
" Also," Han Zhitian continued," Those who have already died from the plague should be cremated immediately and buried deep.”
Gaji's expression was solemn, then he said,"In times of emergency, I can't care much."
Gaji followed Han Zhitian's instructions and ordered people to set up several large pots in the square in the center of the tribe, letting the people in the tribe line up to drink the soup.
With Han Zhitian's approval, Gaji eliminated many people and brought Han Zhitian's prescription and some measures to inform the surrounding tribes.
After everything was arranged, Gaji invited Han Zhitian and the others to his home and treated them as distinguished guests.
[That's all.]
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