As soon as Emperor Xin felt his pulse, he knew what happened to the old Prime Minister Shang Rong. It was actually a stroke.
Di Xin used golden needles, but it could only temporarily seal Shang Rong's acupuncture points to prevent recurrence. After that, he would need to use drugs to control it.
After a while, Shang Rong woke up leisurely, looked at Di Xin who was holding him, and wanted to speak, but found that his mouth was out of control and he could not say a word.
"Don't be alarmed, Prime Minister Shang, I am capable of saving you."
Emperor Xin slowly placed Shang Rong on the soft cushion, then called for his attendants and asked them to prepare some medicine.
"Your Majesty, this medicinal material has always been kept with the witch doctor. How about..."
The attendants did not dare to continue speaking for fear that Emperor Xin would anger them.
"It's a witch doctor again? Could it be that without a witch doctor, he can't even save his own Prime Minister?"
Di Xin's face was full of gloom, and the attendant who spoke was shaking like a sieve, obviously very frightened.
"Your Majesty, now is not the time to talk about this. It's better to invite the witch doctor to take a look."
At this time, only Queen Jiang could calm Di Xin's anger.
"Someone! Call for the witch doctor!"
Di Xin had no choice but to send someone to ask for the witch doctor.
All the ministers at the scene looked at each other in confusion. Du Yuanxian wanted to use magic to treat him, but Yun Zhongzi on the side shook his head, as if he wanted to see how Emperor Xin would do it.
Di Xin can use the Qihuang technique that only witch doctors can do. Obviously, this is something that no one expected. Although Shang Rong was lying on the ground, his mind was awake and he was watching everything in front of him.
One can imagine how moved he was in his heart, and he knew even more that this man, Emperor Xin, was actually willing to give up his dignity for him and ask the witch doctor to come. He was even more excited and burst into tears.
[Succeed in supporting loyal ministers, gain 100 merits, and increase business loyalty to 99%]
At this time, there was only one opportunity for Shang Rong to achieve 100% success. Li Zhou didn't know what this opportunity was, but it was definitely not simple.
At this moment, the attendant hurried over and knelt down with a "plop" sound.
"Your Majesty, the witch doctor...he said that since your Majesty has the ability to disrespect ghosts and gods, he must endure the disaster. Old Prime Minister Shang was reminded by the late emperor that the Kingdom of God cannot be cured by medicine or stone."
The scene was silent. Everyone looked at Di Xin, whose veins were pulsing in his head, and knew that the human king was on the verge of anger.
"Okay, okay, okay. I don't believe it anymore. I'll go and see for myself what these witch doctors are capable of."
Di Xin raised his feet and left, Huang Feihu followed him, and Bigan, Su Hu, and Yang Ren all stayed in the Qiong room.
Du Yuanxian and Yun Zhongzi followed suit as if they were watching a show.
…
In the witch hospital, several witch doctors were pacing back and forth.
"Master Witch Doctor, you have caused a big trouble."
The witch opened the door and saw the witch doctor who was packing the medicinal materials. He was unhurried and looked like he had nothing to do.
"What? The great witch Zhu knew it so quickly?"
As soon as the divination came, the witch doctor understood, but he was not angry.
"Why did you turn a deaf ear to the words of the Great Witch Festival? Do you want to follow in the footsteps of the Witch Festival?"
"Hmph! The witch priest died without any explanation. Could it be that the great witch Zhu was afraid? He allowed that king to act cruelly, and was later accused of treason! Has this kind of thing ever happened to us in the Guishen Ancestral Temple? I'm sure
Want justice!"
The witch doctor and the witch priest had been in the palace for many years and regarded each other as confidants. Now that the witch priest died tragically, the witch doctor spoke softly and was warned by the great witch Zhu. He felt unhappy and naturally did the above thing.
"I won't tell you more. The great witch Zhu has issued a death order. Now you must bring the medicine box to treat Shang Rong. No matter whether you can save him or not, you have to give him the face, otherwise the Guishen Ancestral Temple will be destroyed.
The pulse will completely lose the heart."
As soon as the witch doctor said it, he realized the seriousness of the problem.
No matter how much I hate Emperor Xin, I cannot erase the fact that Shang Rong is a veteran of three dynasties. His family and former officials are also very important in the Yin and Shang Dynasties.
The witch doctor couldn't help but regret in his heart, secretly saying that he was blinded by anger and did such an unwise thing.
When I was about to get the medicine box, I heard the door being kicked open by a big man.
"boom!"
The door collapsed, and behind the dust was the angry Di Xin.
"Human King! What are you doing! This is a witch hospital! It is a sacred place for ghosts and gods, and you will not be allowed to be arrogant!"
[Successfully punishing the traitor and obtaining 100 merits.]
It turned out that punishing the witch doctor had merit, and Emperor Xin felt happy.
The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other, let alone a witch doctor who already has a hatred.
"Holy place? Come here! Destroy this place for Gu! Gu wants to see who dares to stop Gu on Gu's territory!"
"yes!"
The guards, who were like wolves and tigers, pounced on him without any explanation.
"Stop! I am the third disciple of the great witch Zhu, Wu Pan. Please give me a favor!"
As he said this, a new man came out from behind the witch doctor and was covered in a black robe, but the outside of the black robe was inlaid with a circle of gold thread.
"etc!"
Di Xin stopped the guard, and then looked at Wu Pan in front of him with his three magatama blood chakra eyes.
[Wu Pan: One of the ten witches under the great witch Zhu, who is good at medicine and divination, and has some blood from the ancient witch clan.]
Witch clan?
Unexpectedly, after the Lich War, the Witch Clan still exists.
It’s interesting, it seems that this great witch Zhu has many secrets that I don’t know about.
The origin of Chengtang is mysterious. It is said that he was the reincarnation of a black bird, but Li Zhou never believed these lies.
And judging from the two sects of Chanjie and the Guishen Ancestral Temple, there must be something behind them that they are afraid of.
It seems that the secret lies in this witch clan.
"Hmph, a bunch of homeless dogs dare to bark like crazy, they don't know how to live or die!"
Di Xin looked at Wu Pan in front of him with a gloomy face.
"Human King, the Great Witch Zhu has taught me about this matter a long time ago. The witch doctor did not listen to the Great Witch Zhu's words. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."
"Witch doctors are meant to treat illnesses and save people. This person, under the guise of God, has harmed loyal people and will never be able to atone for his crime even if he dies."
"you!"
When the witch doctor heard that the human king actually wanted to kill him, he immediately became angry, but was stopped by Wu Pan.
"Your Majesty, the witch doctor didn't think carefully. Before, Shang Rong actually went to the witch doctor for treatment. The witch doctor had already warned him that if he left the court and rested peacefully, he would still have ten years to live. But now he is tired of working hard and the end is approaching.
No medicine or stone can cure it.”
Wu Pan was indeed worthy of being an old Jianghu. He sentenced Shang Rong to death with his mouth open. His words were tactful and impeccable. He was much better than the stupid witch doctor.
"Haha, this is the first time I've heard that you can calculate the yang life span and yin life span. What if I have a way to cure it?"
The witch doctor looked down upon this human king, so without the help of the witch doctor, even gods would be useless.
So he said contemptuously, "If your Majesty can save Shang Rong, the witch doctor is willing to kill him at his neck. He will just wait for your Majesty's killing."
"Okay, it's a deal!"
"What if the king didn't save Shang Rong?"
"I just go to the ancestral temple of ghosts and gods and kneel down all day and night to admit my mistake!"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
The bet between the two parties spread throughout Chaoge City as if it had wings.