Chapter 6

The guide seemed to be able to determine whether Yan Mo was looking at it, and when Yan Mo clenched his right hand, it automatically disappeared.

The rotting flesh had been scraped off, revealing the fresh flesh underneath.

He picked up the wooden scoop that had also been boiled with boiling water, and scooped a spoonful of salt water. Yan Mo took a sip first, feeling that the concentration was okay, and immediately turned it over.

Uhhhh-! "Yan Mo's body trembled, blood vessels in his neck and head protruded high, and his facial features were twisted and ferocious.

Kusama was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and when he reacted, he rushed over and asked repeatedly, "What's wrong with you, Xiao Mo?" what have you done? OMG! "

Yan Mo sweated profusely and leaned against the water tank for a while before recovering slightly.

He doesn't need to do this, but in the absence of drugs, a certain concentration of saline can not only play a role in blood coagulation, but also disinfect. His wound has dragged on for too long, even if the wound still looks new, he will Don't be careless.

Kusamachi didn't understand why Yan Mo tortured himself so much, not only scraping his own flesh with a stone knife, but also pouring salt water over himself. God, it's even crueler than the old priest of the Primordial Tribe.

Alas, this child is really pitiful. In the future, not only will he be a lame man, he will have to suffer such a crime first. Cao Ding had no idea that Yan Mo could heal his broken leg at all. She felt that Yan Mo could make her wound heal, and it was amazing that he could not rot until death like other slaves.

Yan Mo's screams did not attract other people's attention. There were many slaves screaming for various reasons.

And at this time, the crying from the Dahe tent was enough to cover up the other noises nearby.

Yan Mo sat up straight and straightened his right leg. He hadn't eaten for two days and had lost a lot of blood. It stands to reason that he should have been lying down and couldn't move by now, but it hasn't spoiled after two days. Like his wound, there seemed to be a strange energy in his body supporting him.

Thirst, hunger, pain, dizziness... These negative feelings have not disappeared. It's as if someone has a deep hatred for you. In order to punish you, they torture you and hang you at the same time, so that you can wake up consciously. enjoy" everything.

Yan Mo, whose face was sweaty, raised his head and smiled lazily, raised his left hand, and pointed his middle finger against the blue sky.

Kusamachi thought that Yan Mo was continuing to cast the spell.

Four tall, dark-skinned, tattooed warriors turned in from the path, accompanied by an old man with a scepter and a teenager.

Yan Mo turned his head and guessed the identity of the old man.

As soon as Cao Ding saw the old man, his face changed greatly, he pushed Yan Mo who was sitting on the water tank, lay still and closed his eyes! "

According to Yan Mo, Kusamai finished speaking in a low voice and quickly. She herself had changed from squatting to kneeling, bowing her head and waiting for the old man and the soldiers to pass by.

None of the six people who walked past gave them a single glance.

Cao Ding turned his head slightly, and secretly saw the old man walking into Dahe's tent, and then let out a sigh of relief and relaxed the suppression of Yan Mo.

Who is that? "Yan Mo sat up slowly with the support of Kusamachi and asked.

It is the Lord Priest and his disciples. You will remember that in the future, it is fine to see the warriors, but when you see Lord Priests, Elders, and Chiefs, no matter what you are doing at that time, you must kneel down and salute, and do not look up at them. If you can't kneel, lie down or lie down and play dead. "

What if it doesn't? "

Kusamachi looked at him with pity, then even your master couldn't keep you. "

What will be the penalty? "

penalty? Oh, that depends on their mood at the time. "

Yan Mo... the evil slave society!

But even if he is not a slave, the old priest doesn't look like a kind and generous person. If he offends him, 80% will not have any good fruit to eat.

Can Lord Priest heal Lord Dahe's injuries? "Yan Mo asked in a low voice.

Of course. "Kusachi is of course authentic.

Oh? "It seems that the priest's medical skills here are more powerful than he thought.

It's just that even if Lord Dahe can stay alive this time, I'm afraid he won't be able to be a warrior anymore. Kusamachi showed sadness. Lord Dahe's family are all good people, as good as her master. In the future, Lord Dahe can no longer be a soldier, what should he do with his wife and children?

Can't be a soldier anymore? Why? "

Kusamachi looked at him strangely. He was injured so badly that the bones in his arm were poked out. Even if he didn't cut it off, he wouldn't be able to use it in the future, and it was still the right hand holding the weapon. "

It turns out that the priest here cannot cure broken bones, so he still has a certain value.

It's just that the priest doesn't seem to be easy to deal with. If he takes the lead in treating Dahe's injuries, it is very likely that not only will he not be able to please him in the end, but he may even be framed by the priest's jealousy.

These high-ranking people are used to being held by others, will they be happy to be slapped in the face by a stunned youth?

Just imagine, an old professor who is highly respected in the medical field encountered a case that could not be handled, and others said it was hopeless. As a result, an intern jumped out and said that I can cure this disease. It is too simple.

Expect the old professor to treat you differently? Expect other people to admire you right away?

shit! You still pray to the old man first

The professor is a really good man who is kind, generous, and open-minded.

It's not that he hasn't encountered this kind of person and this kind of thing before, and he has learned enough lessons. The old priest, based on his experience in seeing people, dared to bet his life, he was definitely not a master with a big heart.

That being the case, this time he should not take the lead, and honestly take care of his injury first and then talk about other things.

Cao Ding wiped away Yan Mo's sweat, fed him some water, and saw that he started to play with his wounds again, and immediately felt that this child was really strong.

If the Yanshan Clan was not defeated by the She Clan, then this child would definitely grow into a powerful warrior, right? Maybe he can get to level three?

But it's impossible now, so Kusama's eyes fell on Yan Mo's broken leg.

No matter how big a soldier is, once he is disabled, it may just be downgraded, but most of them will be completely reduced to civilians. Although as a reward, the property of the soldier before the downgrade will not be deprived, but there is no way to make a greater contribution to the tribe. How can they support the extra slaves and their families?

It's not that Yan Mo didn't see Kusama's sympathy, but he didn't plan to be a slave all the time until he was healed...

Yan Mo motioned Cao Ding to give him a small stone pot, and then used a stone knife as a scraper to spread the smashed big thistle leaf juice evenly on the wound.

Sister, I'm going to ask you to do me a favor, it's very simple, don't be afraid, grab my leg like this, yes, just grab it like this. "

Yan Mo instructed Kusama to grab his right leg. I needed to align the broken bones, but now because the bones have been broken for a little longer, the flesh shrinks, and the flesh needs to be pulled apart first, so you can see me later My head, when I nod, you drag my calf towards your arms until the broken bone can meet. "

Yan Mo was afraid that Kusoding wouldn't understand, so he gestured and said it three times until Kusoding nodded hesitantly.

He exhaled, found a peeled wooden stick of the right size, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it. The small boy straightened his right leg, took two deep breaths, looked down again, got ready, and nodded to Kusamachi. .

Kusamachi didn't exert much force, and she didn't dare, but her strength was obviously stronger than Yan Mo thought, and she only pulled so lightly.

quack! "Yan Mo bit off the branch in his mouth, but he can't faint yet!

Taking advantage of the tendons being torn apart, he immediately straightened his leg bones and connected the broken bones as tightly as possible.

Coated with thistle leaf juice, this stuff is not useful for broken bones to heal, but at least it can reduce inflammation and stop bleeding.

Grab the wooden sticks that were placed on the left and right and fix them on both sides of the broken leg, and tie them with boiled straw ropes.

Yan Mo's handling speed is quite fast. Although he has various faults and his character is not good enough, he has real skills in his hands, and he is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself.

While Yan Mo was treating his injuries, the young man following the priest came out of the Dahe tent with a wooden stick and put the stick into the fire pit to burn.

After a while, the boy entered the tent with a burning stick.

After a while, ah ah ah—! "The shrill screams cut through the sky and spread far, far away.

Yan Mo tightened his hands on the straw rope, and vaguely felt that he smelled a stench of burnt flesh. But he only paused for a while, and continued to deal with himself as if nothing had happened... Why did it light up again?

Yan Mo opened his right palm and saw what was written on the page this time:

——If you don't save once, the scum value is +10, and the total scum value is 100 million and 8 points.

The words lit up for five seconds and then disappeared, and another sentence appeared:

——If the scum value exceeds 100 million points, the punishment will be scorched 8 times. In order not to affect the daily reform of the exile, the punishment will be executed once a night, and it will not be reduced by the reduction of the scum value in the later stage. .

Yan Mo: ...Fuck!

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Yan Mo had a hunch that if he didn't reduce his scum value quickly, and waited for his scum value to pass another whole number, maybe ten points, maybe one hundred points, there would definitely be new punishments waiting for him, because if it was him Make rules, he will definitely do this.

So how to reduce the scum value?

Yan Mo's heart moved, and he said to Cao Ding, who was staring at him: "Sister, are you wondering what I'm doing? "

Kusamachi nodded.

Remember, if you encounter the same situation in the future, especially for relatively minor fractures, you can take this emergency treatment method. There is no wooden stick around, and you can use similar hard objects that are not easily deformed, such as slate, shòu bones, etc. "Yan Mo told Kusamachi the most basic method of treating fractures.

As he said that, he also gestured with the remaining wooden sticks to show her.

He has led an intern, and he has a set of teachings for the basics and those with no basics. Like Kusamachi, he will teach her hands-on in the most accessible way. He never dislikes students for being stupid. Because he wasn't very smart at the beginning, but he hated all the students who waste time and opportunity to study. For those who didn't listen carefully, he would remember them one by one and say nothing on the surface. He will stab the other party at the end, and the other party doesn't know anything.