kingnovel Chapter 939 Driving Down the Price of Bigu Pills
Chapter 939 Driving Down the Price of Bigu Pills
The innocent cries of a child, intertwined with the darkness of the night, create a heart-wrenching scene that saddens and brings tears to the eyes of all who hear them.
The boy suddenly raised his head, staring ahead in disbelief.
"Si, Simei! Brother's here, brother's here!" The suppressed beastly roar in the boy's throat subsided, and his eyes quickly cleared, turning from sorrow to joy, as if it were a dream. The boy couldn't believe it and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
She's alive? She's really alive?! Many women in the temple clicked their tongues in amazement, recounting to the men around them the scene of the lifeless girl earlier.
Upon hearing this, everyone was astonished. To bring someone back from the dead was truly the work of a celestial being. Just as they were about to express their gratitude, they discovered that the young man in black who had been leaning against the wheel had vanished without a trace.
Outside the dilapidated temple, the boy looked at his lively younger sister and was so excited that he didn't know what to say. But when he saw the black stains on the hem of his sister's clothes, he suddenly remembered something. He went into the temple and saw that the straw mat where she used to sleep was covered with broken black 'stones'.
He was immediately ashamed. It turned out that his sister had been right beside him the whole time, and he had even sat on her without realizing it. But in an instant, his face turned extremely red. He finally understood what the young man in black had said and felt incredibly embarrassed.
Simei, you really are my sister!
"How are you feeling?" the boy asked hastily.
"It's okay, my body feels warm and I don't feel tired at all~~" Simei said, skipping around. "At first, I felt very heavy, like my body had turned into a stone and I couldn't breathe. Then I saw a brother who was shining brightly and pulled me out. I could feel that the brother seemed very tired after pulling me out."
The boy stared at the ground, his head bowed low. If you looked at him now, you would know he was incredibly embarrassed. He had not only misunderstood the other person, but he had also beaten him up.
Unaware, in a daze, the boy felt that he must have gone too far.
Forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, the boy comforted himself, "It's alright, it's alright~~"
goo~
goo~
When things quieted down, two thunderous sounds suddenly rang out from their bellies. The brother and sister looked at each other, their faces showing embarrassment.
"Are you hungry? I'll go find you something to eat~" The boy rubbed his sister's head and prepared to get up to find something to eat, even at the risk of being killed by a fairy.
Seemingly sensing the boy's determination, the girl grabbed his clothes and shook her head frantically: "I'm not hungry, Sisi isn't hungry, Sisi feels very strong. I can walk a long way."
Amidst the worried voices, her understanding was heartbreaking. Not long ago, she sensed the approach of death, the uncertainty of never seeing her brother again. She understood that there would be no food now, and even if there was, it wouldn't be for them. She didn't want to experience that uncertainty again, didn't want to lose anything again.
The boy, seeing that the hand holding his clothes was still unwilling to let go, said, "Don't worry, you were saved by an immortal today. I think he will definitely give you food. There is no danger."
"No, don't go, Sisi will be fine. Daddy, Mommy, and Grandma, Sisi will never see them again. Sisi doesn't want to lose her brother again. Never!" The little girl pleaded tearfully, her cries filled with heartbreak.
The boy noticed that his younger sister seemed much more sensible, which made him feel even more heartbroken. He couldn't help but pick her up and say, "Brother won't go anymore. From now on, wherever Sisi is, brother will be there too!"
The brother and sister wept like that, unaware of the hardships they had endured over the years.
……
Footsteps approached, followed by a gentle voice: "You're here~"
Sun Ming'en came in carrying two steaming bowls of rice porridge. Seeing the two little ones crying their eyes out, he couldn't help but feel sorry for them. He gave what he thought was a kind smile and said, "You must be starving. Brother Ji specially asked me to bring this. Eat up."
The soup was thick, and it still contained ten grains of rice, but there were a few more soaked steamed buns in the bowl.
"Remember, this rice is for your own consumption only. You must not share it with others. It is a gift from the immortals, and there is a reason for it." Seemingly afraid of frightening the two, Sun Ming'en put down the bowl and walked towards the door.
The boy suddenly felt a surge of warmth flow through his heart. His strong and stubborn nature became somewhat embarrassed at this moment. He opened his mouth and said to Sun Ming'en's departing figure, "Thank you."
Sun Ming'en stopped abruptly, let out a loud laugh, and then disappeared outside the temple gate in an instant.
……
Inside the carriage, Sun Ming'en looked at Chang Qing with a smug expression: "Those two little guys thanked me, I think they were thanking you too~"
"I know," Changqing replied dismissively.
“You’re clearly very soft-hearted, yet you don’t deliver it yourself and make me run errands. Brother Ji, you always seem to like hiding your kindness.” Sun Ming’en said out of the blue.
"Hmm?" Changqing raised his eyelids with concern, only to see Sun Ming'en immediately turn away without offering any explanation.
"I hope your real name isn't Li, but Yue Su, otherwise I really don't know whether I should cut two holes in your head!" Chang Qing smiled slightly, but his words were chilling.
"Brother, you're overthinking it. I've used this name for nearly twenty years, and I certainly won't change it! Not even an immortal could force me!!"
The two remained silent as night quietly receded and the chirping of insects faded away. Tonight, these refugees had their best sleep in a long time, and they were full of energy.
……
At dawn, the caravan processed the game they had hunted the night before, leaving most of it for the refugees. Changqing also successfully concocted over a thousand Bigu Pills, which he distributed. He also passed down the Bigu Pill formula from the leading elder. The formula was not important to Changqing; it was even a simplified version. However, it shocked the caravan. Even they would have to pay a high price to buy Bigu Pills, yet this young man in black casually bestowed this blessing upon the refugees. Such magnanimity made them even more admiring.
"That porridge is enough to keep you from going hungry for several days, and one Bigu Pill will ensure you don't go hungry for half a month, or even for nearly a month, enough to find a way to survive. If all else fails, you can make your own Bigu Pills and you won't go hungry. If you make a lot of Bigu Pills, you can sell them to several places and exchange them for food. We have to drive down the price of Bigu Pills!!" Changqing's words suddenly stopped.
"However, we must keep a low profile. A tall tree catches the wind, and we should slowly erode its power. That is the right way."
Looking at the simple and honest people, he was moved and said, "The road ahead is long, may you all have a smooth journey." Changqing clasped his hands in a fist salute to the old man, mounted his donkey, and prepared to go far away with the caravan.
The old man knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to Changqing: "Thank you, Immortal Master, for saving the lives of more than a thousand people in our village. We hope that you will leave your name so that we can set up a longevity tablet to worship you."
Seeing this, many refugees behind them also knelt down in unison, chanting, "Please leave your name, Immortal Master, we are willing to make offerings to you."
A sudden gust of wind arose, and all the sounds were carried by the wind to the sky, soaring straight into the clouds.
The sound shook the entire area!
The donkey's steps came to an abrupt halt, as if stopped by a mysterious force, unable to move forward an inch. The donkey, however, remained calm and composed, as if this was not the first time it had encountered such a situation. The caravan also seemed to gradually come to a stop.